Chapter 4898: 2594 The Manhunt (No More Today)

The clan elder instructed.

Wang Chuanlin acknowledged with a sound and dutifully walked outside.

The boy in the golden robe said earnestly.

A ruddy-faced old man in a green robe was lecturing thousands of clan members. After their spiritual roots were detected, clan members would come to the Sermon Hall to learn basic cultivation knowledge, which served as their enlightenment.

The clan elder nodded with satisfaction, looked towards a corner, and gravely asked, "Chuanlin, what are you looking at?"

A small-framed boy in a green robe stood up and replied, "Great-uncle, your grandson is reading the biography of our ancestor."

Green Lotus Island, Sermon Hall.

"Chuanlin, I really have to say, is it that hard to say a few nice words? You always have to go against the clan elder, you're so foolish."

Wang Chuanming mocked.

"Hmph, I'm not like you, one way in front of others and another behind their backs."

Wang Chuanlin retorted.

"This is called adaptability, unlike you, acting like a fool, always opposing the clan elder. With your attitude, what future can you have?" Wang Chuanming sneered. The two were cousins. Their grandfather was a Core Formation cultivator who died at the hands of a powerful enemy. His sons fought bitterly over the inheritance, leading to estranged relations, which also negatively affected the younger generation's relationships.

"We'll see who amounts to something in the future."

Wang Chuanlin put away the book and strode away.

Heavenly Spider Mountain Range. Deep within the mountains, a thick miasma permeated, lingering stubbornly.

A streak of blood-red light and a streak of golden light flew across the sky, one after another, leaving two faint trails in the void.

A series of "whooshing" sounds filled the air as dense green light shot forth, heading straight for the blood-red light.

The blood-red light stopped, revealing a giant crimson butterfly. The butterfly had a human head and a butterfly body, clearly a result of the Spirit Attachment spell.

The crimson butterfly's wings sprayed a cloud of crimson toxic mist, shattering the incoming green light and heading straight for the golden light.

The golden light stopped, revealing Wang Liangyan.

Reverend Blood Butterfly had attacked and killed Wang family disciples. The Wang family offered a reward of fifty million spirit stones and organized a large force to apprehend him. Upon discovering his tracks in this area, Wang family experts immediately rushed to the scene.

Wang Liangyan took out a glittering golden folding fan, and with a gentle flick, a surge of golden flames swept out, transforming into a golden fire phoenix hundreds of feet large. The golden fire phoenix spread its wings and lunged towards its opponent.

As the crimson toxic mist approached within thirty zhang of the golden fire phoenix, it disintegrated and vanished.

The crimson butterfly sensed the astonishing high temperature emanating from the golden fire phoenix and was about to evade when a woman's powerful shout rang out: Soul Suppressing Roar.

The crimson butterfly's body trembled. It was struck by the golden fire phoenix, and a sea of golden flames engulfed it.

A streak of red escape light flew from a distance; it was Wang Qinglong.

Wang Qinglong was one of the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall, cultivating both spiritual and physical arts.

Reverend Blood Butterfly had harmed Wang family disciples. Wang Qinglong personally led the hunt for the culprit and organized a large force. A huge reward was also offered, and anyone assisting Reverend Blood Butterfly in hiding would be considered an accomplice.

Reverend Blood Butterfly sought refuge with a close friend, who, tempted by great profit, betrayed him. Only then was Reverend Blood Butterfly pursued by Wang Qinglong and Wang Liangyan, fleeing all the way to this location.

Wang Liangyan released a golden spider puppet. The spider puppet opened its mouth and spat out a large expanse of fine golden light, which plunged into the sea of golden flames. A shrill male cry then echoed from within.

A blood-red long rainbow shot out from the sea of flames, heading straight for Wang Liangyan.

Wang Qinglong stepped forward, his right fist clad in a gauntlet, and met the attack.

"Clang!"

With a muffled thud, the blood-red long rainbow flew backward, revealed to be a crimson short blade.

The crimson short blade's spiritual light flared, and it slashed towards Wang Liangyan again.

Wang Liangyan conjured a small golden cauldron, which emitted a golden glow that enveloped the crimson short blade. The short blade's spiritual light surged, but it was to no avail; it was swept into the small golden cauldron by the golden glow.

Another blood-red long rainbow flew out from the sea of flames, covering a hundred li in an instant.

The blood-red long rainbow was a blood-robed youth with ordinary features, looking panicked and with a weakened aura. It was Reverend Blood Butterfly.

Wang Qinglong took out a glittering golden longbow, drew it, and notched an arrow.

As "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" arrow sounds rang out, four green arrows shot forth, transforming into four green long rainbows that pursued him.

A woman's powerful shout, echoing through heaven and earth, rang out.

Wang Liangyan unleashed the Soul Suppressing Roar again. Reverend Blood Butterfly froze and was caught by the four green long rainbows.

Reverend Blood Butterfly let out a cry of agony, his body pierced by the four green long rainbows. There was a bloody hole on his forehead, and a miniature nascent soul flew out of his body. A glittering golden giant pagoda descended from the sky and collected the miniature nascent soul.

His corpse quickly fell, and before it hit the ground, Wang Qinglong caught it.

Wang Qinglong decapitated Reverend Blood Butterfly, confiscated his belongings, burned the body, and then left the place with Wang Liangyan.

A year later, Reverend Blood Butterfly's head was displayed at the entrance of Green Lotus Valley. All cultivators entering and leaving Green Lotus Valley could see his head, serving as a warning: this was the fate of anyone who dared to attack Wang family disciples.

Wang Chuanlin quietly retorted.

"So what if you've read it? Does that mean you can get distracted and read other books? You can read it later. When you're listening to a lecture, listen properly. I'm punishing you to copy the ancestral precepts five hundred times."

The clan elder instructed and continued his lecture.

Wang Chuanlin looked around furtively, then pulled out a thick book from his bosom. The cover had the five large characters "Biography of Ancestor Qingling" written on it. He began to read.

This book told the story of Wang Qingling, mentioning Wang Qingxiao. The book's content only recorded up to Wang Qingling's peaceful passing.

After a while, the clan elder walked over, snatched the book away, and reprimanded him: "Chuanlin, I'm punishing you to go back and copy the ancestral precepts one hundred times. You're not listening attentively in class, and you're not even standing properly during your punishment."

"But I've already read the Biography of Ancestor Qingqi, there's nothing new to hear."

"Everyone, learn more from Chuanming, and don't learn from Chuanlin."

"How many times have I told you? During lectures, you are not allowed to read other books, not even the ancestral biographies. Go stand outside!"

Wang Chuanlin assented, not daring to speak further.

Over an hour later, class was dismissed. The clan elder left first, followed by the clan members. Wang Chuanlin and Wang Chuanming, however, had not yet left.

The clan elder's expression hardened as he said sternly.

All the clan members assented in unison.

Besides basic cultivation knowledge, clan members also had to learn clan history, which began with the descent to the East Li World.

"Ancestor Qingqi dedicated everything to the family, training many excellent alchemists for us. He is our role model. You must all learn well from Ancestor Qingqi, do you understand?"

The clan elder nodded, looked at a handsome boy in a golden robe, and asked, "Chuanming, what are your thoughts after today's lesson?"

"We should learn from Ancestor Qingqi. However, times are different now. Your grandson believes that one's own cultivation is most important. If Ancestor Qingqi had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he would have had more time and resources to research new alchemy formulas. Of course, given the circumstances at the time, it was also very difficult for Ancestor Qingqi to advance to the Nascent Soul stage. We should learn from Ancestor Qingqi's spirit, cultivate diligently, and contribute our own strength to the family."

Read The Pinnacle of Green Lotus.