Banshee Family Training Record

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Although this often yields some results, in the end, the children of aristocratic families are still far inferior to the disciples of major sects. They are almost always defeated in battles at the same level, which also leads to the dilution of sect background and often makes aristocratic family children look down on them.

The same applies to the Corpse-Driving Sect. Even though they are just a group of evil cultivators, they cannot compare to the Qingyun Sect in terms of elites or the Buddhist disciples who are spread all over the world in terms of scale. However, if they can skillfully drive zombies, their combat power is far superior to that of the scions of noble families, so they naturally look down on the latter.

In their heyday, officials from aristocratic families like Chen Shuling and Xu Yanwei were no different from fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in their eyes.

Even when they kill or hunt down these aristocratic scions, they only want the wealth and magical treasures in their possessions. They don't even bother to take the corpses back to refine them.

Chapter 386 A Meeting of the Two Sides!

The reason for this is that these corpse-driving cultivators despise the physical bodies of these aristocratic scions: what trashy physiques, weak bodies forcibly fed with resources, even those used to refine zombies are despised!

They are not as good as some body cultivators who have cultivated through their own efforts. At least their physical bodies are strong and their physiques are powerful. The zombies made from their corpses are also more powerful.

This was the true thought of the corpse-driving sect back then; they were indeed cruel and arrogant. Sometimes, in their eyes, scions of noble families were even more despicable than rogue cultivators.

It was precisely because of their past glory, compared to their current destitution, that they felt even more humiliated to be hunted down by spies sent by a group of useless scions of aristocratic families.

"Qingyun Sect..."

Recalling her past sorrows, the senior sister, draped in a fox fur coat, closed her phoenix eyes in anguish and gritted her teeth: "If Nangong Wan hadn't suddenly provoked us and destroyed our sect, how could we have fallen to such a state?"

"If we ever rebuild our sect, we will make that woman pay the price!"

She still vividly remembers the day when the Qingyun Sect rallied all its followers, leading numerous sects and noble families to attack the Corpse-Driving Sect.

The sky full of flying swords, the swift sword cultivators, the crisscrossing sword energy, the dazzling sword light, and the ear-piercing sound of sword blades cutting through the air, one after another, blotting out the sky and the sun, almost became her psychological shadow. Even now, it still often wakes her up from nightmares, and then she is in tears.

You Wensi, who had been able to remain calm, was angered by her words: "Don't worry, senior brothers and sisters, I'm currently planning something. If it goes well, we'll eliminate Yan Shuiyi, the top disciple of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, and make that woman Nangong Wan pay the price!"

Her gritted teeth also stirred up many of her past psychological traumas.

Qi Qiao lowered her head and listened quietly. Ye Jinglan glanced at her sideways, keeping many thoughts to herself, and said nothing more.

At this moment, the three members of the Corpse-Driving Faction calmed down and repeatedly advised against it, saying that it was not advisable to cause any more trouble recently and that this matter needed to be discussed in detail.

After a discussion, You Wensi said no more: "In short, let's all sit down here, rest, and recuperate."

“I will go find my daughters and sons-in-law, call them all over, bring you the pills, and then hold a meeting so they can all get to know you,” she said. “I will tell them that from now on, they should treat you all with the same respect as I do.”

As she spoke, her breathing became quite unstable. Having been hunted for so many days, she was extremely exhausted, and her senses were no longer sharp.

The group had no objections; they did indeed need to heal and rest. They entered the somewhat quiet and desolate town together. You Wensi asked Ye Jinglan to lead them to a secluded courtyard to rest, while she herself went to Yun Chu'an's courtyard to retrieve her belongings.

As soon as You Wensi entered, she heard Nie Ningshuang's laughter suddenly come from the room: "Is that so? My God, I can't believe it..."

Her voice lowered, and You Wensi's tired spirit gradually relaxed, feeling a rare sense of security.

It seems that Nie Ningshuang has recovered.

That's good. This way, she can also be a source of labor and help me with some tasks, such as the meeting later, so I don't have to notify everyone one by one.

With that thought in mind, she stepped forward and pushed open the door—

Inside the room, the two little girls, Yan Yao and Sui Sui, had gone back to the inner room to play with chess pieces and toys. Yun Chu'an and Yan Yao entertained everyone in the room, telling many interesting stories.

Yan Shui listened quietly with a smile on her face, saying little. Her aloof and outstanding temperament was captivating.

Dongfang Yue was quite lively and chattering. She was quick-witted and could always seize on the loopholes in Yun Chuan's words, starting to nitpick and deliberately making him lose face.

The monk Huijing clasped his hands together, remaining silent and expressionless. He did not crave the pleasures of fruits and tea, but simply listened. However, everyone could sense that he also quite enjoyed the tranquil atmosphere.

Not to mention Nie Ningshuang, who is unusually lively now, completely absorbed in the chat.

The atmosphere remained harmonious until the room door was suddenly pushed open. Everyone immediately became alert and looked towards the door, where they saw You Wensi suddenly push open the door and stand in the doorway.

Yun Chu'an glanced outside and his heart skipped a beat; he knew something was wrong.

bad thing!

Outside the door, You Wensi pushed it open, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the room. Recognizing their faces, her mind went completely blank.

bad thing!

Yan Shuiyi of the Qingyun Sect, Hui Jing, a Buddhist monk, and these righteous cultivators...

Why are they all eating and drinking in my house right now?

She was unaware that the days of fleeing had left her extremely exhausted, and now, seeing such a bizarre scene, her mind went blank, and she couldn't process what was happening.

Yun Chu'an reacted quickly, hurriedly getting up and calling out, "Mother-in-law, you're back from your trade trip to Zhao? Did it go smoothly this time?"

This call gave her a way out, which brought You Wensi back to her senses. She quickly replied, "Yes, are you playing with your friends?"

As she spoke, she glanced to the side and saw Yan Shuiyi, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

Damn it, why did you have to come at this time of year, when I'm at my weakest and unable to kill you?

And there are so many outsiders here.

Damn it, damn it!

She cursed inwardly, but her expression remained unchanged. Yun Chu'an responded with a "Yes," and was about to say something when Yan Shuiyi suddenly stood up and spoke up, "I am Yan Shuiyi. I have been grateful for the care of the Huai Shan family, but I have not been able to pay them a visit. I feel ashamed, so I have come here today to hope to strengthen the connection between my Qingyun Sect and the Huai Shan family."

Tch, who wants to associate with you? I just want your life!

You Wensi thought to herself, not really intending to pay her any attention: "Well, I appreciate your kindness, but from now on, it's better if Chu'an talks to you more. You're both young, so you'll have more to talk about."

After saying that, she hurriedly prepared to leave: "You two talk, but don't stay too long, lest you delay your cultivation."

As she spoke, the usually taciturn monk Huijing suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Senior You Wensi, your aura seems unstable, and there are several other people next door whose auras also seem unstable. Are they also injured?"

As a Buddhist monk practicing asceticism, Abbot Huijing never relaxed his cultivation or his perception of the outside world. Therefore, although the exhausted You Wensi and his group could not sense them in advance, he keenly noticed the changes next door.

You Wensi froze, her heart pounding with panic: "Uh, yes, I do have a few friends, all merchants from Zhao. They've had a long and tiring journey, and there were even attacks from demon cultivators, so their breathing is unstable. I'm here to get them medicine, so there's no need to worry."

As she spoke, her words caused Yun Chu'an's mind to go blank, almost completely empty.

Holy crap, You Wensi's friend?

Who could that be?

Damn it, nine times out of ten, it's the same group of corpse-driving people who caused trouble in the tomb of Marquis Qin Hai!

Damn it, what the hell did these unlucky things do in my house?!

The thought crossed his mind, and then he heard the monk Huijing say, "Since that's the case, why don't we go and take a look? I happen to have some healing pills with me, and I can also inquire about what's happening in Zhao."

Investigating the Corpse-Driving Sect was their mission from the beginning, and now that they heard about the related incidents in Zhao, they wanted to investigate it thoroughly.

Yan Shuiyi also thought of these things, his eyes lit up and he nodded: "Indeed, it seems that a lot of remarkable things have happened in Zhao recently. We might as well take this opportunity to find out more."

Chapter 387 Don't worry, there won't be any Qingyun Sect members here!

Yun Chu'an's heart nearly leaped into his throat. He quickly reached out to stop him, saying, "Master Huijing, Fellow Daoist Yanshui, there's no need for this! We have our own resources. You are our guest; how can we let you fund the treatment of my mother-in-law's friend?"

He tried to dissuade the two, and You Wensi, also nervous, nodded in agreement. Before Yan Shuiyi could speak, a surprised voice suddenly came from afar: "What? Yan Shuiyi?!"

call--

A gust of wind blew past, and then a tall, slender figure with white hair tied in a high ponytail landed in the courtyard. The wind whipped at the hem of her clothes, making her look dashing and spirited. It was none other than the eldest sister of the family, Ye Jinglan.

Qi Qiao was following behind her. This woman had just settled the corpse-driving group and was planning to come here to settle Qi Qiao, but she never expected to run into this good show.

Her eyes gleamed as she stared intently at Yan Shuiyi in the room: "Ha, you've finally arrived! You've come to challenge me to a duel! I've been looking forward to this day for so long!"

She was eager to try, while beside her, Qi Qiao basked freely in the sunlight, dressed in a light blue floral silk dress, as still as a virgin, her eyes looking at Yun Chu'an, a smile playing on her lips.

The situation changed so quickly that Yun Chu'an was momentarily caught off guard. When he saw Qi Qiao appear before everyone, he almost had a heart attack, but seeing that she looked perfectly natural in the sunlight, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he realized that something incredibly good had happened.

His beloved wife has already achieved the Foundation Establishment stage, and she will no longer have to fear the sunlight.

He felt a surge of joy, and his gaze swept almost imperceptibly around the room. Everyone present remained calm and unperturbed, so he realized that no one had noticed Qi Qiao's unusual behavior.

Immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief, a huge weight lifted from his heart, and he was no longer worried.

Yan Shuiyi didn't even notice the well-behaved girl following behind Ye Jinglan; the female demon's aura was too dazzling. Looking at the person in front of her, her eyes lit up, and she nodded, saying, "Last time I came to find you, I also planned to have a match with you, but you weren't home, so I made a wasted trip."

She paused for a moment, then changed the subject: "However, important matters come first. You just got back from outside? I heard they said there are merchants from Zhao next door, and they've all been injured?"

Ye Jinglan hadn't heard their whispers in the room and assumed You Wensi had already told her. Without thinking much of it, she nodded and said, "Yes, but it's nothing serious, just some minor injuries."

Upon hearing this, the monk Huijing immediately stepped forward and said, "Then let's go take a look and learn about the situation in Zhao."

Yan Shuiyi nodded, while You Wensi's heart nearly stopped: "No, everyone, how can you possibly pay for the guests I brought..."

She tried to stop her, but Yan Shui smiled and said, "Senior, we are all allies of the righteous path. At this critical moment, why distinguish between us? Let us go."

Completely unguarded, she quickly followed the monk Huijing, heading towards the villa.

Yun Chu'an sensed something was wrong, grabbed Qi Qiao's hand, told her to go back to her room to rest first, and then quickly followed after her.

In the small courtyard, the three members of the Corpse-Driving Sect, having removed their disguises and finally relaxed, were chatting idly. Recalling the scene of being chased earlier, the burly man sighed softly, "To be honest, I still feel aggrieved. We've never been so pathetic before. This time, the ones chasing us were just a few scions of aristocratic families, not disciples of the Qingyun Sect... Sigh!"

He shook his head and sighed. These words triggered the psychological trauma of the alluring female cultivator, who couldn't help but recall the flying swords she couldn't dodge and the figures of the Qingyun Sect disciples she couldn't shake off during her escape.

"Shut up!" she whispered, her good mood instantly ruined. "Don't say anything more!"

Seeing her anxious expression, the hunched old man kindly said, "Junior sister, don't be afraid! Don't worry, this is Junior Sister You Wensi's home, no sword cultivators from the Qingyun Sect will come here—"

Before the words were finished, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Yan Shui, the chief disciple of the Qingyun Sect, strode in and looked inside: "Is this it?"

In an instant, the three people in the courtyard felt their hair stand on end. Staring at her sharp, black-and-white sword attire and the iconic Qingyun Sect sword at her waist, a flood of terrifying memories washed over them, causing them to react instantly: "Who are you?! What are you doing?!"

The burly man immediately assumed a fighting stance, his face contorted in a ferocious expression. He activated his internal energy technique and shouted loudly towards the front.

His heart almost stopped, his mind went blank, and he couldn't believe that there were members of the Qingyun Sect here!

Yan Shui was taken aback, not understanding why the person in front of her was reacting so strongly. She had come to help, but the other party was behaving this way.

Behind her, the Buddhist monk Huijing and her junior sister Dongfang Yue filed in. Yun Chu'an followed behind, and upon seeing this scene, his hands and feet turned ice-cold. He knew his guess was correct; these people were definitely remnants of the Corpse-Driving Sect!

No, we can't let them be exposed here, or I'm afraid I'll be implicated too!

His heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward: "Ah, seniors, please don't be offended. The patriarch told us that someone here is injured, and we have come to help!"

He quickly gestured and tried to signal to the other party not to be agitated, but unfortunately, these people didn't recognize his face at all and didn't trust him.

In that critical moment, You Wensi stepped forward and hurriedly said, "Uncle Zhang, quickly pull him back! Don't worry, it's safe here, no one will harm you!"

As she walked forward, she quickly added, "I told you before that my Huai Shan family is a good friend of the Qingyun Sect, but you didn't believe me. Today, Yan Shuiyi is a guest at my house, so now you believe me!"

As she spoke, her face turned deathly pale, and she blinked frantically at them, implying that Yan Shuiyi didn't know their identities and that the most important thing now was to maintain a facade!

The hunched old man understood her implication and suddenly realized, nodding hurriedly: "Ahhh, I see! Haha, we've encountered too many demon cultivators trying to ambush and plunder us along the way, we've been on edge for too long!"

As he spoke, he frantically grabbed the burly man's hand, signaling him to calm down. The other side had a large number of people, including members of the Qingyun Sect and Buddhist monks. If he were to reveal his identity now, he would only face certain death.

The burly man gradually regained his senses, his heart pounding. Suppressing his fear, he played along, saying, "Oh, I remember now. Sorry, I overreacted..."

As he spoke, he sat back down shakily, his forehead covered in sweat.

All of this was observed by Dongfang Yue. The girl was puzzled, but remained silent and carefully observed.

You Wensi's senior sister, that charming woman, remained silent throughout, appearing very calm. However, she was equally flustered inside, and at this moment she was just glad that she hadn't reacted too strongly.

Seeing that the burly man beside her had calmed down, she then said to Yan Shui, "Everyone, please sit down. If you are interested in any news about Zhao, you can ask us at your leisure. There's no need to rush."

She delayed in this way, instructing Yun Chu'an to bring chairs so that the group could sit down slowly, buying time for her colleagues to finish their weaving.

The three members of the Corpse-Driving Faction sat back down in their chairs, exchanged glances, and were all filled with lingering fear.

Smoke and water!

The three looked at each other in disbelief, unable to believe that they would encounter the most outstanding disciple of the new generation of Qingyun Sect here!

Good heavens, thank goodness there was no conflict just now, otherwise, given their current state, even the three of them combined wouldn't be enough for her to kill alone.

Fortunately, nothing too serious has happened yet. You Wensi breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, years of hiding and concealing their identities had become second nature to everyone, so they didn't reveal too many flaws at first.

Chapter 388 Can Foundation Establishment Realm Lead to Kidney Deficiency from Smoking?

Then, the monk Huijing stepped forward, took out a small box from his storage bag, and handed it to the three of them: "My Dharma name is Huijing, and I come from a Buddhist family. If any of you have internal injuries, please take these pills first to recuperate."

"I've heard that you all come from the State of Zhao. I happen to have some matters related to Zhao that I'd like to inquire about. Um, may I ask how you gentlemen should be addressed?"

He said this, and by this time everyone was already seated. The three members of the Corpse-Driving Sect also relaxed a little. Then, the hunchbacked old man spoke first: "I see. Master Huijing, my name is Zhang Xilin. I am just a merchant and not worth mentioning."

The tall man introduced himself, "My name is Ma Chengguo. I do business with Brother Zhang. Although I know quite a bit about all sorts of people, it's all just gossip. Please don't mind if I'm wrong."

Finally, there was You Wensi's senior sister, the alluring woman draped in a fox fur coat. She smiled slightly and said leisurely, "My surname is Rong, and my given name is Jieyu. As for the matter of Zhao, Master, please ask. We will answer everything we know."

They each gave their names, but it was unclear whether they were genuine or not. Monk Huijing did not rush to ask, but urged, "The injuries of you all are of utmost importance. If there is nothing else, please take these pills first."