Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

Chapter 298: 166, Defending the City_2

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"If we don't send reinforcements, not to mention Tian Fazheng and Lu Guanqing, as long as we are surrounded by so many Xuzhou Army soldiers below, Fan Longhe will have no way out but death!"

"Fan Longhe's death is a different matter from the eastern gate being breached..."

Hou Fei's body shuddered as he instantly realized the meaning behind Hou Yuxiao's words. A chilling expression appeared in his eyes, and he said no more.

While Hou Yuxiao was reaping the lives of the Xuzhou soldiers, he looked towards the city gate with a serene expression, watching the progress of the great battle between Fan Longhe and Lu Guanqing.

Although the battle in the sky was still uncertain as to when it would end, Hou Yuxiao had no choice but to start considering what would come after.

If Maiden Hong wins, with Old Fifth around, the Hou Clan's end will surely be better than the others. What's more, if Old Fifth can manoeuvre properly, it's not unthinkable for the Hou Clan to take over Tongling.

But if Ji Yanzhi wins, as Master Fanyin said, he won't stay here either. Then, the fate of Tongling will still depend on the outcome below.

The outcome below is to see who holds the most chips after this battle for the city; whoever does will become the master of Tongling.

Those five thousand members of the Great Luo Sect are all dead, and Ding Buhai's turned Ding Dian's men are also gone; the chance for Leiyin Temple to take over Tongling is now none. The only ones qualified to fight for Tongling now are the Hou Clan, Fan Longhe's forces, and those from Xuzhou.

Fan Longhe's seven thousand Mansion Army soldiers are defending the city. If Tongling is held, not many of those soldiers will likely be left. As long as Hou Yuxiao manages wisely, preserving the power of the Hou Clan, and considering the tens of thousands of troops led by Hou Yuling outside the western city gate, the Hou Clan's chips could turn out to be the most plentiful.

As for the situation where Tongling can't be held, if that happens, all of Hou Yuxiao's considerations will be in vain. If worst comes to worst, he can simply retreat with the Hou Clan forces, along with Master Fanyin, since Wanyang County still has Xingnan Prefecture forces. Retaking Tongling isn't an impossibility.

In any case, all his decisions now are aimed at making the Hou Clan the greatest power within the borders of Tongling after the great battle is over.

It's only natural for Fan Longhe, the County Magistrate, to go to his death.

At the city gate, attackers and defenders are fiercely clashing, and the six great experts inside the eastern gate are naturally not standing idle either.

Seeing that the Hou Clan obediently went to defend the city, Master Fanyin showed a trace of satisfaction. Looking at the five great experts before him, he said with a hint of ridicule, "The banner you five raised earlier was to slay demons and eliminate evil. Now that Master Ji has taken action, this Blood Demon is no longer in need of your intervention. Are you still standing here because you intend to assist our Holy Church in fending off the Xuzhou Army's attack?"

Upon hearing this, the five of them looked up at the bloody scene at the city gate, their expressions somewhat strange.

Of course, none of them wanted Xuzhou to breach Yongzhou, but the problem is that they could not possibly join hands with Master Fanyin against the Xuzhou Army, who are also part of The Righteous Path. If they did, they would easily be accused of betrayal.

"It's merely a minor inconvenience. Surely the Rakshasa Holy Sect has a solution, so there's no need for us to assist. Master, please do as you will. I cannot speak for others, but I came here today solely to slay demons, and once the outcome between Head of Ji Mountain and the Blood Demon is determined, I will take my leave and certainly not partake in this battle!"

Moxuzi was the first to speak up, clearly distancing himself immediately, which caused Zen Master Yuan Kong's expression to turn grim. He turned and stared at him with unabashed darkness on his aged face.

"Please forgive me, Zen Master. The forces of your Great Luo Sect are already gone, and the chance for Leiyin Temple to take over Tongling is non-existent. Even if I joined forces with you against Master Fanyin, in the end, it would merely benefit the Xuzhou Army, which is why I must make this decision!"

Hearing Moxuzi's message, the darkness on Zen Master Yuan Kong's face grew denser. He was old, and Moxuzi's immediate response had already made him realize a lot.

But even though he knew Moxuzi was beating a retreat and would not join him, he could not retort at this moment because he knew that what the other side said was simply the truth.

Forty thousand troops were already a threat to high-level experts in the Yuan Dan Great Perfection Realm like them. Even if Moxuzi joined him now, forcibly attacking Master Fanyin would only end up benefiting the Xuzhou Army, no matter the victory.

After all, his Leiyin Temple had no available forces within the borders of Yongzhou.

The five thousand men contributed by Ding Buhai of the Great Luo Sect were indeed crucial...

Lian Ningxue, Zhang Yuning, and Zen Master Yuan Fa followed Moxuzi's lead in declaring their neutrality, adding further shadows to Yuan Kong's eyes.

Master Fanyin, seeing that only Zen Master Yuan Kong had not stated his position, lifted his lips into a slight, cold smile. He then paid him no more mind and simply leaped up to the eastern gate.

Zen Master Yuan Kong's already irritated face reddened with indignation at Master Fanyin's derisive smile, and his pupils flared with anger in an instant.

"Master, the Rakshasa Demon Religion is about to be destroyed, yet they dare to be so arrogant. This is unbearable! Why don't we assist Xuzhou? Although we are at odds with the Confucian Sect, the Xuzhou Army represents the Wanjian Holy Sect. Couldn't we consider it as forming a good relationship with the Wanjian Holy Sect? Isn't that acceptable!"

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Hearing the transmission from the Senior Disciple Buyu Monk, Zen Master Yuan Kong's eyes revealed a glint of sharpness. Looking up at Master Fanyin, who had already flown to the airspace above the city gates, his gaze flickered twice before he shook his head and transmitted back, "Stay calm and do not rush. Let's observe the situation before taking action. If Xuzhou has brought only these forty thousand troops to take down Tongling, they're going to face some difficulty. Let's see if they have any other moves!"

Buyu Monk nodded and, along with Yuan Kong and four other top experts, also flew to the vicinity of the city wall to watch this grand siege unfold.

As soon as Master Fanyin appeared above the city gates, her powerful presence instantly subdued the attacking martial artists. The two sides, which had just been caught in anxious confrontation, uniformly paused and all looked up at her.

Now the city wall was a scene of devastation, covered with severed limbs and broken bodies. The corpses that had fallen or been thrown down by the city gates had piled up into small hills, making it unnecessary for the following warriors to scale the walls—climbing the hills of bodies was enough to surge over the fortifications.

The originally pitch-black iron cast city walls had been stained red with blood, and during the pause in fighting, more blood from both the living and the dead continued to flow onto the ground and down the walls, creating a gory spectacle.

The casutalities on both sides had likely reached a terrifying level, but since the battle was still ongoing, no one had taken the time to tally them up.

In reality, the situation within the city that night wasn't much better than what was seen here; a city of over two million people had been reduced to fewer than five hundred thousand by the armies of the Blood Demon and demons, one could only imagine the scene inside the city.

The problem was, of the more than one million people who had been slaughtered, all were ordinary folks. In contrast, the thousands of corpses on the ground before them were bona fide martial artists at the fifth level of body-opening, and their lowest level of cultivation was also the fifth level of body-opening.

The vitality of a martial artist is far stronger than that of ordinary people and persists much longer when spilled, so the blood that now coated the city gates and walls was extremely dense and visually horrifying.

Zhan Taiqing, as the head of the Rakshasa Holy Sect's eight regional Jia Lans, was not moved by the scene before her. Her gaze, however, did darken slightly as she looked at the Mansion Army and Hou Family Warriors on the city walls, who were gradually showing signs of losing ground, as well as Fan Longhe, who was being pushed back at the city gates.

Above her head, three dazzling spiritual light blossoms suddenly condensed, and her hands quietly came together in prayer above her. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she moved her lips. An urgent cursed chant immediately echoed above the city walls, reaching the ears of the soldiers from the Xuzhou Army below.

Shendi Ditusu chant

Aruo Midi Wuduzha chant

Shen Qizha chant

Bolai Emperor chant

Yemi Ruzha Wuduzha chant

Guluo Ditizha Qimozha chant

Sha Po He chant

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"Brahman Sect Good Sound Curse?"

From a distance, Moxuzi, upon hearing the chant from Master Fanyin, showed a flicker of doubt in his eyes.

He had already witnessed the Brahman Sect's Holy Sound Charm of Good and Evil, but the sound emitted by Master Fanyin then was not as rapid as it was now...

"This isn't the Good Sound, this is the World-Purifying Evil Sound Mantra!"

The grave words of Zen Master Yuan Kong caused the pupils of the other four to tighten.

Boom......

Boom......

Just then, a series of explosive sounds reached their ears. They quickly turned to look at the Xuzhou Army outside the city.

With that one glance, a chill ran through their hearts...