Martial Saint with Passives

Joy blossomed in her heart. ’It was worth it! This risky venture was so worth it!’

’These resources are enough to sustain my Cultivation for a long time!’

They fought their way to a rather spacious Alchemy Room.

Rows of medicinal shelves filled the room. Although they had been ransacked and were in disarray, many high-quality Elixir Pills still remained.

"Quick! Search carefully!" Lin Bihe ordered, walking toward the innermost row of shelves herself.

Yun Weiwei and the other disciples immediately scattered, rummaging through the shelves in excitement.

Just then, Lin Bihe stopped in her tracks. Her eyes sharpened as she stared intently at the space behind a seemingly empty shelf in the far corner.

"Who’s there? Get out!" she shouted harshly. Without hesitation, she launched a fierce palm strike through the air toward the shelf!

However, the heavy shelf was knocked back by an even stronger force, flying toward her with a whistling sound!

Lin Bihe’s expression flickered. She dodged hastily, looking a little disheveled.

BOOM! The shelf crashed to the ground, shattering porcelain elixir vials everywhere.

From behind the shelf, a figure stumbled into view.

The man had white hair and a beard, his face was gaunt, and his clothes were tattered, caked with blood and dust. His complexion was as pale as gold foil, and his aura was so faint it seemed it could extinguish at any moment.

It was none other than the You Family’s Grand Elder, You Bojun, who had fought desperately to escape to this place!

He had intended to hide here and find some Elixir Pills to recover a sliver of his Vitality, but his injuries were too severe. He couldn’t fully conceal his aura, which allowed Lin Bihe to detect him.

You Bojun’s cloudy old eyes swept over the young disciples before him, a flash of resignation and ruthlessness in their depths.

"I had intended to let you live... but alas... you seek your own deaths!"

Although he was a spent force, completely exhausted, the foundation of his Sixth Layer of the True Master Realm was still there.

For these disciples, the strongest of whom was merely at the Refining Organ Realm, he was still an existence they could not hope to challenge!

A terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire Alchemy Room!

All the disciples present, including Lin Bihe, were stunned for a moment by that dreadful pressure!

And in that one moment!

You Bojun moved! His withered palm shot out, its speed too fast for the naked eye to follow!

Lin Bihe, who bore the brunt of the attack, felt her scalp tingle with fear. She was forced to meet the blow with both her palms, gathering all the Strength in her body!

BANG!

CRACK!

The sound of bones breaking was terrifyingly clear! Lin Bihe’s arms twisted into unnatural shapes in an instant as the palm strike landed unimpeded on her chest!

"PUFF!"

Lin Bihe violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which even contained fragments of her internal organs.

Her eyes were wide with shock and unwillingness to accept her fate. Her body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, slammed heavily against the wall, and then slid limply to the floor, lifeless.

Lin Bihe, one of the Four Great Celestial Pride of the Cangyun Sect, was dead!

"Senior Sister Lin!"

The two remaining disciples were scared out of their wits and immediately turned to flee!

But since You Bojun had already attacked, how could he possibly leave any witnesses?

He flashed forward like a phantom, his withered hands like iron clamps of death, easily crushing their throats.

In the blink of an eye, only Yun Weiwei was left!

Having been on many expeditions, she was more vigilant than the others.

The moment You Bojun appeared, she had subconsciously started to run.

By the time You Bojun finished killing the others, Yun Weiwei had already burst out of the Alchemy Room and was running toward where the deans were!

Hearing the bloodcurdling screams behind her, she was terrified to her core, her heart filled with nothing but endless regret and fear!

’I shouldn’t have come!’

She suddenly understood Jiang Che a little.

’What opportunities? What resources? They’re all bullshit in the face of death!’

However, You Bojun was faster! A cold, sinister palm strike was already hurtling toward her back!

Yun Weiwei closed her eyes in despair.

Just in the nick of time!

"Stop!"

"How dare you!"

A few furious roars thundered from outside the door!

Several incomparably powerful auras descended abruptly!

A razor-sharp Sword Qi, though launched later, arrived first, instantly piercing and dispersing the palm strike aimed at Yun Weiwei!

It was the Dean of Lingxiao Courtyard, Yue Lingfeng!

Immediately after, the Dean of Yunhai Courtyard, Xu Qingshan, and two other Elders rushed into the Alchemy Room!

Xu Qingshan’s gaze immediately fell upon the lifeless body of Lin Bihe by the wall.

He froze as if struck by lightning, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot!

"Bihe!!!!"

A gut-wrenching, utterly mournful roar erupted from Xu Qingshan’s throat!

He lunged toward Lin Bihe like a man possessed, trembling as he picked up his disciple’s still-warm but lifeless body. Tears instantly streamed down his aged face!

"AHH! You old bastard! I’ll kill you!!"

Xu Qingshan gently laid Lin Bihe down and whipped his head around, his eyes locked on the faltering You Bojun. The True Qi of his Fourth Layer of the True Master Realm erupted without reservation as he pounced like a mad tiger!

Under normal circumstances, even if heavily injured, You Bojun could have easily dodged or even counter-killed Xu Qingshan.

But now, after a series of brutal fights, he was gravely wounded, his True Qi and Essence completely depleted. Forcing himself to kill Lin Bihe and the others had left him truly at the end of his rope, making even the slightest movement excruciatingly difficult.

He could only watch helplessly as Xu Qingshan’s palm, filled with boundless grief and fury, struck him squarely in the chest!

"PUFF!"

You Bojun’s withered chest instantly caved in. He spat out a mouthful of black blood as his body flew backward like a broken sack, crashing through two medicinal shelves before finally stopping.

He lay paralyzed in the rubble, breathing his last, but suddenly let out a hoarse, triumphant laugh. "Heh... heh... You slandered my You Family... destroyed my foundation... killed my clansmen... This is retribution! Killing one of your genius disciples... to accompany me in death... it’s worth it... worth it..."

His laughter cut off abruptly. His head lolled to the side, and he went completely still.

Xu Qingshan had killed his enemy with a single palm strike, but felt no joy.

He stumbled back to Lin Bihe’s side and picked up her body again, looking utterly devastated, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

Seeing this, the surrounding Elders could only sigh softly and offer a few words of comfort.

The other two deans also discovered that their own elite disciples had perished here, and their expressions turned just as grim.

Still in shock, Yun Weiwei leaned against the doorframe, her face pale and her body trembling uncontrollably.

She looked at Lin Bihe’s cold corpse, at the deans’ grief-stricken and furious expressions, and then recalled You Bojun’s dying words, filled with a sense of injustice and hatred...

A terrifying thought uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

’The You Family... could they really have been framed?’

’If they really were framed...’

’Then everyone who died here today, including Senior Sister Lin Bihe, including those You Clan Members...’

’Whose hands is their blood on?’

’Was it really worth paying with our lives for these plundered resources?’

She stared blankly at the carnage and corpses in the Alchemy Room, and for the first time, her unwavering belief in the path of "striving" was shaken by immense doubt.

An icy fear instantly crawled up her spine and spread throughout her entire body.

...

Within the manor, the sounds of fighting had gradually faded.

In their place were the sounds of smashing, looting, and shouting.

Some places were even set on fire after being plundered.

The air began to fill with the acrid smell of burning and the sickeningly sweet stench of blood.

After casually killing a You Family servant, Xie Xingwen arrived before a building with a sign that read "Accounting Office."

"Uncle Liu, we’re here," Xie Xingwen said with a smile.

Following behind him was a burly, middle-aged Martial Artist. This man’s Qi Force was immense; he was at the Peak of the Refining Organ Realm!

It was Xie Songnian’s trusted subordinate, Liu Cang!

The two of them entered the accounting office.

The room was a mess, with ledgers and papers scattered everywhere. It had clearly been ransacked.

Xie Xingwen quickly scanned the room, then pulled out an artificially aged ledger that he had prepared long ago.

He then stuffed it deep into a hidden compartment that had been partially pried open, intentionally leaving a corner of the cover visible.

"Hmph, now let’s see who dares to say the You Family is innocent!" Xie Xingwen dusted off his hands, a hint of smugness in his tone.

This ledger was the forged evidence meant to solidify the claim that the You Family was part of the Demon Sect!

Although the You Family had already been condemned.

After this battle, some people would surely have their doubts.

After all, the You Family members had fought with unyielding defiance, and there were no other signs of the Demon Sect within their manor.

Therefore, they needed to completely seal the You Family’s fate!

Liu Cang nodded expressionlessly. "Your thinking is thorough, Young Master. With evidence as solid as a mountain, it will be enough to silence all the wagging tongues."

After doing all this, Xie Xingwen deliberately made some noise to attract the attention of a few disciples from other sects who were busy looting nearby.

Then, Xie Xingwen and Liu Cang pretended to leave the accounting office but actually hid nearby.

Sure enough, those disciples followed them right into the accounting office.

Before long, a cry of surprise came from the office. Faintly, words like "ledger" and "Demon Sect" could be heard.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, the corners of Xie Xingwen’s mouth curved up as he left with Liu Cang.

"The next targets... Tang Qiaoqiao... and Jiang Che!"