Chapter 93

The Tianxia Hui now boasts a hundred thousand disciples, its power surpassing that of any of the original Five Sects and Seven Schools. Its territory, wealth, and manpower are vast.

With Xiong Ba's words, the massive war machine of the Tianxia Hui began to operate. Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng each led two thousand martial artists to attack the martial families that paid lip service and the remaining forces of the Five Sects and Seven Schools.

For a time, the entire Jiangnan region was shrouded under the dark cloud of the Tianxia Hui.

Bu Jingyun, who looked down on ordinary martial families, was eager to enhance his strength and needed to face strong opponents. He knew that only by hovering between life and death could he break through his limits and reach the Xiantian realm.

Therefore, Bu Jingyun chose the remaining forces of the Five Sects and Seven Schools in Jiangnan as his first target.

The Juling Sect, once a renowned sect among the Five Sects, naturally entered Bu Jingyun's sights. At its peak, the Juling Sect had thousands of disciples, and its leader, Wei Kuang, was a top expert at the late Xiantian stage. His body was forged with unparalleled strength, and he had no weak points. Standing over two meters tall with innate divine strength, his iron fists were hard to match. However, after the chaos of the Five Sects and Seven Schools, the Juling Sect suffered heavy losses, and even Wei Kuang, the sect leader, died in the martial catastrophe. Now, the Juling Sect has only a few hundred members, but under the shadow of its former glory, even a broken ship has three nails, let alone a sect that has been passed down for over a hundred years. Although the Juling Sect no longer shines as it once did, Wei Kuang's son, Wei Wudi, inherited the sect. Wei Wudi, born with divine strength, has grown to the same height as his father, Wei Kuang, and his body-forging skills are also formidable, showing signs of a resurgence.

Although Bu Jingyun was eager to enhance his strength and reach the Xiantian realm, this did not mean he was reckless. On the contrary, Bu Jingyun never underestimated any opponent and understood the principle of knowing oneself and the enemy to ensure victory.

Bu Jingyun, who had been patient since childhood, had both cunning and wisdom.

At this moment, Bu Jingyun was holding intelligence about Wei Wudi and examining it.

"The Juling Sect has 728 disciples, the sect leader Wei Wudi has achieved the Xiantian realm with the 'Juling Tyrant Technique,' and his fists have the strength of a thousand catties. The Juling Sect has 100 top-tier experts and 300 second-tier experts. Wei Wudi has two sons and one daughter."

Bu Jingyun frowned as he read the intelligence. The unique 'Juling Tyrant Technique' of the Juling Sect is extremely powerful. The strength of this technique can be seen from the practitioner's physique. In the early stages of cultivation, the practitioner becomes stronger than an ordinary person, and the more advanced the cultivation, the larger the physique. From Wei Wudi's height and physique, it is clear that he has likely reached the peak of the 'Juling Tyrant Technique.'

Bu Jingyun narrowed his eyes and thought, "Wei Wudi? Xiantian realm? Humph! It's you."

Bu Jingyun brought two thousand martial artists from the Tianxia Hui, including 500 top-tier experts and 1,500 second-tier experts. This force was more than enough to annihilate the Juling Sect.

Meanwhile, the Juling Sect's mansion no longer had the glory of its past. The two large statues of the Heng and Ha generals at the gate, which had withstood a hundred years of wind and rain, still stood firm, witnessing the rise and fall of the sect. The three large characters "Juling Sect" hung high at the gate. After the sect's heavy losses, most of its territory was taken over by the Tianxia Hui. The Juling Sect could only rely on its remaining businesses to support the hundreds of people in the mansion.

A gentle breeze blew, causing the lanterns at the gate of the Juling Sect to sway. The guards, each nearly two meters tall, held massive axes. The quiet road was covered with fallen leaves, evoking a sense of desolation and memories of past glory.

After the martial catastrophe in Central China, the Juling Sect was left with only the 80-acre Juling Manor. The manor was divided into three parts: the front courtyard for the disciples, the east and west sides for the servants and families, and the back courtyard for Wei Wudi's family.

Without territory, there was no steady income. The once-grand Juling Manor now exuded a sense of decay.

In the bedroom, the candlelight flickered as a beautiful woman sat at a table, calculating. The door opened, and a giant man over two meters tall walked in. He had a steel beard, bulging muscles, and arms as thick as an adult's thighs. Despite his size, he moved silently. His high temples and prominent veins indicated his extraordinary strength.

The giant man walked to the beautiful woman and said softly, "You have worked hard, my dear!"

To his surprise, this gentle and beautiful woman was Wei Wudi's wife. She smiled and said, "My husband, I have never regretted marrying into the Wei family. There is no such thing as hard work!"

Wei Wudi placed his large hand on his wife's shoulder and said, "Sigh, after my father's passing, the Juling Sect lost most of its power. Now, the Tianxia Hui dominates the region, and we can only rely on our businesses to survive. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to stay up late over these trivial matters."

His wife held his large hand and comforted him, "My husband, as long as our family of four is together, I am content. Besides, our life is not so bad. The silk shop and the blacksmith shop have done well this month, and the grain store is also improving."

Wei Wudi smiled but said nothing. He clenched his fists, thinking about the former glory of the Juling Sect. In his youth, Wei Wudi was generous and extravagant. How could he have imagined living like this, relying on a few silk shops, blacksmith shops, and grain stores? As the sect leader, he knew how difficult it was to support a large group of people. The unique cultivation techniques of the Juling Sect made the practitioners larger and thus required more food. The sect had to support hundreds of people, including the families of those who died in earlier battles.

The martial world is like this. When you are at the peak, people flock to you with money and fame. But when you are at your lowest, even avoiding being kicked while you're down is a blessing. In the past, every merchant within hundreds of miles paid monthly tribute, and both the black and white paths respected the Juling Sect. They rode high horses and roamed the city. They even had over a hundred horses.

Now, if it weren't for those few businesses, the Juling Sect would have already disbanded. Although he had reached the Xiantian realm, Wei Wudi had no thoughts of resistance against the massive Tianxia Hui.

The Tianxia Hui was not only wealthy and powerful but also had many experts. Just the tens of thousands of disciples exceeded the numbers of any of the Five Sects and Seven Schools at their peak. Xiong Ba's martial arts were also exceptional.

With ruthless methods, the Tianxia Hui had already eliminated over fifty martial families in Jiangnan. The weakened Juling Sect had no choice but to submit.

Fortunately, Xiong Ba did not make things difficult for the Juling Sect after its submission; he simply took over the sect's territory.

The situation was stronger than the people, and Wei Wudi could only endure. As a martial artist, Wei Wudi had his pride. At forty, he was already a Xiantian expert and a notable figure in the martial world. His 'Juling Tyrant Technique' was at its peak. With enough time, Wei Wudi believed he could surpass his father and restore the sect's glory.

But fate was not so kind. The world's chosen ones need trials to achieve greatness. The invisible hand of fate pushed Wei Wudi to face Bu Jingyun, making him the first whetstone for Bu Jingyun. Using a Xiantian expert to enhance the reputation of the 'Unyielding Death God.' The martial world is like this: once you are in it, you are in it for life. Even if you retreat to the mountains to fish and chop wood, the pride in your bones will never be erased.

As the saying goes, "Retreating to the mountains to avoid the martial world, yet unable to let go of the fame and glory of the secular world. Heroes and valiant men have a proud and wild spirit, and the disputes and conflicts never cease."

Some things, the more you try to avoid, the more you cannot escape.

Leading a large group of people, Bu Jingyun felt a sense of irony. It was the Tianxia Hui's experts who had destroyed the Huo Family Manor. Now, he was leading the Tianxia Hui to destroy another family.

At that time, if Li She had not appeared, Bu Jingyun did not know if he would have survived. The handsome man saved him, gave him something