Chapter 89: You Old Fool, Go to Hell!

All that was needed now was a single fuse.

Su Jian quickly came up with an idea and opened the task editing interface.

[The Alliance of Righteousness and the Myriad Treasures Pavilion are wary of each other, and are very likely to make peace soon. At this moment, you must find a way to disrupt their reconciliation. Task hint: Try visiting the player trading platform; you might find something unexpected.]

[Task reward: A Great Teleportation Talisman.]

[Task penalty: Complete baldness.]

Su Jian considered that Ouyang Feng had only a few days left to live anyway.

Moreover, this task seemed tailor-made for Ouyang Feng; it was exactly what he would want.

There was no better candidate than Ouyang Feng for this job.

Without delay, Su Jian put up a hundred specially made Celestial Star Mines on the trading platform, pricing each at thirty spirit stones.

If he weren't concerned about upsetting the balance, he would have priced each at a hundred spirit stones.

This was an item capable of killing a Nascent Soul cultivator—rare and highly sought after in the real world. Selling one for seventy or eighty spirit stones would be no issue.

The Myriad Treasures Pavilion in Yingdu City was wealthy beyond compare; places like Hanshan City couldn't hold a candle to it.

Even splitting the proceeds fifty-fifty with the Saint Lord, Ouyang Feng's share of the spirit stones would be considerable.

[Your listed Celestial Star Mines have been purchased by Ouyang Feng. Fifty-seven remain; you have received 1,290 spirit stones from this consignment. Would you like to withdraw?]

So even the smallest coin had been squeezed out; Ouyang Feng's spirit stones had truly been exhausted.

Su Jian chose to withdraw the spirit stones into his storage ring.

This was much faster money than running a shop.

At that moment, Ouyang Feng and the Saint Lord, both dressed in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's uniform, hovered in an inconspicuous spot.

The Saint Lord, using a monkey talisman to alter his appearance, looked utterly ordinary.

Out of a sense of duty, Ouyang Feng quietly warned the Saint Lord, “Friend, be ready for trouble. Prepare to escape.”

He'd already received the Great Teleportation Talisman as his task reward; otherwise, he would surely have died.

Before the Saint Lord could react, Ouyang Feng struck decisively.

In an instant, forty-three Celestial Star Mines plummeted at top speed above the heads of the Alliance of Righteousness.

Caught off guard by this sudden attack, the Alliance of Righteousness was thrown into chaos.

At that moment—

Countless spiritual explosions thundered through the sky.

At that moment—

Countless broken corpses and severed limbs rained down.

Many of the visiting cultivators from the Alliance of Righteousness were at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stage.

After this baptism of forty-three Celestial Star Mines, more than half were lost, and the majority didn't die from the explosions but from the spreading poison of the Five Venoms Powder.

The cultivators of the Alliance of Righteousness were instantly enraged, shouting, “All disciples of the Alliance, heed my command! Slay every shameless member of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion—leave none alive!”

Elder Lu of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's expression hardened. He had no time to be stunned, for the Alliance's assault was already upon him.

Who had just made the attack?

Elder Lu sensed something was wrong.

“Wait, friend! There's been a misunderstanding!”

“Old man, die!”

“There really has been a misunderstanding!”

“I've had enough of you, you scoundrel with the long gray beard!”

“Friend Chen, help me quickly!”

...

[The Saint Lord had intended to leave, but recalling his unfinished task, he too joined the fray.]

[With the power of his talismans, the Saint Lord beheaded over a dozen men, including three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Alliance, before using the Rabbit Talisman to make a swift escape.]

Su Jian withdrew his focus and continued to observe the battle.

In an instant, the sky flickered with five-colored lights.

Countless magical treasures were unleashed, their grandeur filling the heavens, spiritual auras blotting out the sun.

At the same time, the sounds relayed by the Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman became increasingly chaotic.

Su Jian crushed it, deciding that watching the scene would suffice.

Seeing all this, Li Ling’er turned pale; for the first time, she truly witnessed the cruelty of the Immortal Dao.

In the air, all manner of magical treasures and talismans were hurled back and forth between both sides.

The scene was pure chaos.

Of several thousand cultivators, over half had already fallen; even several Soul Transformation experts had perished.

The Myriad Treasures Pavilion had come prepared, while the Alliance of Righteousness was caught off guard.

After a moment, Su Jian reconsidered and used another Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman, not wanting to miss any key information.

At that moment—

Shen Lianxiang looked somewhat defeated, his expression changing rapidly.

After a brief hesitation, his eyes flashed with determination, and a strange demonic purple light shot from his pupils.

Heaven and earth changed color, dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Jian mused, “Is he... unleashing his ultimate move?”

A cultivator in the Void Return stage—truly terrifying.

With a mere gesture, even the heavens and earth responded to his will.

The purple glow intensified, and visibility across the region dropped sharply.

“Something's wrong! Beware the Alliance of Righteousness's ambush!”

“What are these white threads?”

“This is bad—run!”

In a flash, deadly intent filled the area as countless white threads pierced the chests of many.

The white threads tore through everything, interconnecting as the purple glow swallowed the sky, resembling a ruptured cloud from which ghostly light seeped.

Su Jian's gaze sharpened, and within the purple radiance, several spurts of blood mist erupted.

For a few breaths, the Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman carried a chorus of wails.

But after only a moment, silence fell.

Then, corpses like shriveled husks rained down, twisted into vague human shapes, their flesh all but stripped away.

Li Ling’er, horrified by the grisly sight, quickly covered her eyes with both hands.

When the purple light faded and clarity returned to the world, only Shen Lianxiang remained in the sky.

“That villain—even his own people weren't spared?” Li Ling’er gasped in disbelief, her mouth agape.

Su Jian was silent for a moment before replying, “He probably wanted to eliminate witnesses.”

This Shen Lianxiang seemed completely changed from when Su Jian last saw him.

Li Ling’er was even more perplexed; in her view, Shen Lianxiang didn't seem to have any dark secrets worth hiding.

But Su Jian had no intention of explaining further.

Suddenly, Li Ling’er exclaimed, “If he had such power all along, did he hesitate to use it at first because of some concern? Now that he used it, he didn't want anyone to know, so he killed everyone to keep it secret?”

Su Jian laughed, “You’re not as dim as you look, little one.”

Li Ling’er smiled smugly. “Of course, I’m clever!”

Su Jian had no mind for banter; his thoughts were consumed by Shen Lianxiang.

The last time he saw Shen Lianxiang, the man had been cowardly and weak, completely suppressed by the mastermind behind the scenes.

He’d only managed to escape by using a secret technique.

Yet in just a few days, how could someone change so drastically?

Clearly, the real Shen Lianxiang was most likely already dead.