The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Fear and slaughter are always the simplest and most brutal methods of resolving matters in the world of cultivation.

The Zhou family is also one of the top forces in the Qingzhou region. Although they might be ranked lower among the top powers, they still have a Soul Formation stage cultivator overseeing the family.

Since they’ve voluntarily stepped forward, using them as an example seems appropriate. As long as the methods are ruthless enough and the efficiency is high, the deterrent effect will naturally be significant.

Shen Yifeng chuckled, “I’ve told you before, as long as you can kill, your master will cover for you!”

Shen Yifeng had naturally guessed Su Jingzhen’s intentions, and his excitement grew.

He increasingly felt that, aside from not being able to teach Su Jingzhen many techniques, their temperaments were becoming more and more alike.

They were also becoming more in sync when it came to these kinds of matters.

The power within Shen Yifeng surged, quietly locking onto the two elders behind Zhou Xian.

In the next instant, the Surging Spring acupoints in Su Jingzhen’s feet suddenly erupted.

The blood energy from his Secret Repository began to circulate rapidly along the path of the Netherworld Ghost Technique.

With a black brick in hand, Su Jingzhen stepped forward.

Zhou Xian saw three afterimages condensing from Su Jingzhen’s direction.

Before he could react, the image of a black brick had already begun to enlarge rapidly before his eyes.

“Bang!”

The next moment, the brick landed squarely on Zhou Xian’s chest without any fancy moves.

His body was instantly sent flying.

Throughout the entire process, he didn’t even put up any defense. He simply couldn’t react in time.

He never imagined that in this free market, in broad daylight, Su Jingzhen would actually strike at him without any hesitation.

Although Zhou Xian was considered a genius within the Zhou family, compared to someone like Su Jingzhen, who had the backing of a system, he was simply too ordinary.

At over twenty years old, he was only in the early stages of the Golden Core realm. How could he withstand Su Jingzhen’s strike?

“Bang!”

Another loud crash followed as Zhou Xian’s body slammed heavily onto the ground four zhang away. Blood continuously spewed from his mouth, and his chest had completely caved in.

His life force instantly dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, he was dead beyond saving.

The two elders behind him froze for a moment, utterly unable to believe what they were witnessing.

They were supposed to protect Zhou Xian, yet they had allowed him to be killed with a single brick right under their noses, in full view of everyone.

The whole situation seemed utterly surreal.

“Young Master!”

“You are courting death!”

Once they snapped out of their shock, the two old men reacted as if their tails had been stepped on.

One of them charged straight toward Zhou Xian, while the other rushed at Su Jingzhen.

The aura emanating from these two elders suddenly exploded, revealing that they were at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

In a place like Qingzhou, no faction could afford to have Soul Formation stage cultivators appear as if they were common vegetables.

The Zhou family likely only had one or two Soul Formation stage cultivators, who would never be sent to accompany a junior.

The fact that Su Jingzhen and his group had encountered two Soul Formation stage guardians from Dongxuan Academy on their journey was an exception, not the norm.

Most of the top forces participating in this event had brought Nascent Soul stage cultivators as their escorts.

In fact, mid-to-late Nascent Soul stage cultivators were already considered quite formidable in Dan Holy City.

However, before the old man’s withered hand could reach Su Jingzhen, a flash of red light suddenly streaked through the air.

In an instant, the Killing Sword pierced through the elder’s chest.

In this critical moment, Zhou Xian’s protector had focused all his attention on Su Jingzhen, completely overlooking Shen Yifeng standing behind him.

“Bang!”

With a single strike, the sword pierced his heart, and the sword energy destroyed all the elder’s life force.

Yet, due to inertia, his body continued forward, collapsing at Su Jingzhen’s feet. But by then, he was already a lifeless corpse.

“Shen Yifeng, how dare you!”

As the elder died, the other mid-Nascent Soul stage elder of the Zhou family had only just finished checking on Zhou Xian’s condition.

Confirming that Zhou Xian was indeed dead, the elder was filled with uncontrollable rage.

He turned his head only to see the Killing Sword continuing its deadly trajectory toward him. Shock and fury mixed with terror in his eyes.

His loud questioning was partly an instinctive response born of fear and partly an attempt to draw the attention of those around him, hoping they would join forces to stop Shen Yifeng’s violent actions.

However, Shen Yifeng merely responded with a cold smile.

In an instant, the red light transformed into countless strands of sword energy.

“Kill!”

With the utterance of that single word, the mid-Nascent Soul stage elder of the Zhou family didn’t stand a chance against Shen Yifeng, not even for a single round.

Even though he hurriedly threw out a Nascent Soul-stage defensive talisman, it was all in vain.

Shen Yifeng came here to establish his authority this time.

What matters is the visual effect.

As the sword energy erupted, the elder’s body was instantly torn to shreds, leaving not even a complete corpse behind.

Just moments earlier, the three Zhou family members had an air of invincibility about them. In the blink of an eye, they had all become lifeless corpses.

The free market seemed to freeze in that instant. Everyone’s expressions were locked in place, filled with disbelief.

“Evil Moon Sect… Is the Evil Moon Sect really so domineering?”

“Just what level of cultivation is Shen Yifeng at? If I’m not mistaken, the aura he released was only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, right? How could he instantly kill someone of the same level?”

“But… is this the fate of those who stick their necks out? It’s so brutal…”

As people slowly came to their senses, murmurs and discussions began to spread.

Shock was evident in everyone’s eyes, but many were also filled with relief—relief that they hadn’t been the ones to step forward. Otherwise, they might have been the ones lying dead on the ground.

Some had intended to help earlier, but the Zhou family members had died too quickly.

They hadn’t even had a chance to act.

Now, these same people had shrunk back entirely, none daring to step forward or voice any objections.

Yet in their words, they still sought to stand on the moral high ground, condemning the brutality with fervor.

They denounced it harshly!

“Now that no one else is interrupting, can we proceed with the transaction?”

Ignoring the others, Su Jingzhen turned his gaze back to the wretched old man.

The elder’s mouth twitched; he had been hoping for a fierce battle between equals, not this one-sided massacre.

“Impressive technique, Daoist friend.”

With that, he sighed and tossed the package containing the five items to Su Jingzhen.

After a quick inspection to confirm everything was in order, Su Jingzhen nodded without further comment.

He sensed that this old man was likely no ordinary cultivator. Under normal circumstances, someone of lesser experience wouldn’t have been able to remain so calm amidst such chaos.

Thankfully, the transaction had been completed smoothly, as if the previous events had never happened.

Su Jingzhen, along with Xuening and Ye Zhiqiu, was ready to leave the free market.

[Emotional Connection +6]

[Emotional Connection +6]

[Remaining Usable Points: 412]

At that moment, golden text once again appeared before Su Jingzhen’s eyes.

His earlier actions had clearly stirred Xuening’s emotions once more.

Not only Xuening, but even Ye Zhiqiu beside her was now looking at Su Jingzhen with a newfound admiration.

The combination of Su Jingzhen’s domineering aura with a touch of rogue charm was undeniably captivating, perhaps explaining why rebellious types often attract the straight-laced.

However, while Ye Zhiqiu might have developed a certain appreciation for Su Jingzhen, her feelings toward him remained purely professional—just a simple cooperative relationship, nothing more.

Consequently, no emotional connection had been established.

Otherwise, Su Jingzhen might have had another source of emotional points during this trip to the Dantai ruins.

As Su Jingzhen and his group began to leave the free market, a sense of urgency suddenly gripped the crowd.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

How could everyone just stand by after the deaths of three members of the Zhou family?

“Evil Moon Sect has committed such heinous acts, forcefully buying and selling in the free market—this is an outrage against both man and heaven!”

An agitator spoke up, attempting to rally the crowd against the Evil Moon Sect, or more specifically, against Su Jingzhen and his group. He hoped that in the ensuing chaos, he might have a chance to claim Xuening for himself.

However, as soon as he spoke, countless eyes turned toward him.

“W-Why is everyone looking at me…? Shouldn’t we be stopping such inhumane behavior together?

Why is everyone just staring at me?

Do they expect me to go?”