Cultivation Begins From The Desert-Chapter 50: After Revision - : The Wrath of the Purple Mansion

Chapter 50: After Revision: Chapter 50: The Wrath of the Purple Mansion

"Who is it? Who did this? Who on earth did such a thing?"

Above the scorched white ground of Golden Dawn Mountain, the gigantic tower ship that had been away for more than twenty days appeared here once more.

And just as Zhouyang had thought upon seeing the tragic state of Golden Dawn Mountain, the Chen Family Ancestor, upon witnessing his own marketplace turned into a white wasteland, instantly flew off the tower ship, landing atop Golden Dawn Mountain with anger reaching the skies, his hair and beard bristling as he let out a thunderous roar.

This roar, amplified by the great magical power of his eighth-layer Purple Mansion stage, could be heard for miles around, truly shaking the area within a hundred miles.

Zhouyang and the others had temporarily resided on a desolate mountain not far from Golden Dawn Mountain. Upon hearing this roar, their bodies trembled, and their eyes revealed a sudden joy.

"They’re back, the old clan leader and the others are back!"

The youngest, Zhou Xiong, couldn’t help but shout out first, tears of joy already streaming from his eyes.

These days they’d borne too much pressure, never daring to truly sleep, remaining as tense as startled birds. Any stir would immediately have them wielding magical artifacts, ready to fight, their nerves stretched to the extreme.

People like Zhouyang, possessing strong wills and higher cultivation, could manage, but for younger ones like Zhou Xiong, with lesser cultivation, they were on the verge of breakdown.

Now that the long-awaited old clan leader had returned, the pressure accumulated over many days was finally released. It was normal for his emotions to be out of control at this moment.

Even Zhouyang, though not showing it on his face, sighed inwardly with relief, his eyes revealing a glimmer of excitement and joy.

"Let’s go, let’s meet the old clan leader. He must be worried sick by now."

He patted the shoulder of his emotionally unstable clan brother, nodded to the tearful but joyful expressions of his clan sisters, and led the way out of the cave, heading toward Golden Dawn Mountain.

Zhouyang guessed correctly. Upon seeing Golden Dawn Mountain turned to a white wasteland, Zhou Minghan and the other Zhou Family elders, who had returned safely, were no less angry and worried than the Chen Family Ancestor.

Especially the old clan leader Zhou Minghan, whose granddaughter, grandson-in-law, great-granddaughter, and Zhouyang, whom he considered the family’s successor and artifact refining skill inheritor, were all in the marketplace.

Any harm to these individuals would be a significant blow to him. If all were harmed...

"Look quickly, old clan leader, look quickly, it’s Xiao Jiu, it’s Xiao Jiu, they’re fine, they’re fine!"

Aboard the giant tower ship, as Zhouyang led the group swiftly toward them, the Sixth Elder Zhou Xuanbin, who was anxiously leaning over the railing, immediately jumped up in excitement and shouted loudly.

Upon hearing his shout, the bodies of the Zhou Family members trembled. They quickly followed his gaze, and upon seeing Zhouyang’s figure dashing toward them, they all breathed a collective sigh of relief.

"Xiao Jiu, what on earth happened here? Why has Golden Dawn Mountain turned into this state? Why are only the four of you here? Where is your foster mother and the others?"

As soon as Zhouyang arrived below the giant tower ship, the old clan leader Zhou Minghan descended beside him, a face full of confusion and concern as he asked various questions.

Not daring to delay, Zhouyang promptly recounted the events that had transpired after the old clan leader and others had left. However, he omitted unverified suspicions from his account, as this was not the appropriate place to discuss such matters.

"Such madness! It’s simply madness!"

As he expected, after hearing his account, the old clan leader Zhou Minghan and others were all similarly infuriated, their hair standing on end with anger.

Yet it wasn’t just the Zhou Family members who reacted this way; since Zhouyang hadn’t used the sound insulation technique while speaking, other Foundation Establishment cultivators on the giant tower ship also heard his words, including the Chen Family Ancestor who had roared earlier.

At this moment, having heard his full account, the Chen Family Ancestor’s body trembled, his eyes flashing keenly as he looked at Zhouyang, asking in a stern voice, "Young one from the Zhou family, you say there are Purple Mansion stage cultivators among the sand bandits. Is this true?"

Under the gaze of this late-stage Purple Mansion cultivator, even though the latter hadn’t used any magic, Zhouyang felt as if bearing the weight of a thousand pounds.

"In response to the ancestor, this junior did not personally see any Purple Mansion stage cultivators among the sand bandits. I only heard it from the sand bandit leader’s mouth, like most others present. The three Chen family elders in the marketplace at the time also seemed to believe it, and until the grand array was breached, no one came to aid!"

With the colossal pressure bearing down on him, Zhouyang didn’t dare to lift his head to look at the Chen Family Ancestor’s face. He could only lower his head, respectfully stating everything he knew, without embellishment or concealment.

He wasn’t foolish enough to lie or boast his intellect in front of a Purple Mansion stage cultivator, especially one who was in a state of extreme anger.

The Chen Family Ancestor also believed that he wouldn’t dare deceive him, so upon hearing his reply, this Purple Mansion cultivator who lived for over four hundred years, his eyes suddenly focused, instantly bursting out with a terrifying killing intent that made Zhou Yang’s heart jolt.

"Since none of them have come to assist, it seems the rumors are true. Very good, very good!"

Looking at the Chen Family Ancestor clearly on the brink of losing control, not to mention Zhou Yang who was stealthily observing, even Foundation Establishment cultivators like Zhou Minghan were queasy at heart, too intimidated to utter a sound and collectively playing mute.

Fortunately, Chen Family Ancestor was ultimately a master of late-stage Purple Mansion, his mental cultivation far superior to ordinary people. Even though enraged to the extreme, he wouldn’t vent his anger on these allies who once fought alongside him.

Boom—

Zhou Yang saw the Chen Family Ancestor’s hand flash with fire, the scorched Golden Dawn Mountain ahead once again became the target of a Purple Mansion stage cultivator’s wrath, half of the mountain was instantly pulverized.

Purple Mansion cultivator, terrifying indeed!

"Let’s go back to White Camel Ridge first, this matter won’t end here!"

Having blasted half a mountain top, the Chen Family Ancestor’s anger slightly subsided, and then with a wave of his sleeve, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yuanchun, along with several other Zhou clan members, were involuntarily gathered onto the giant tower ship, proceeding together with the clan leader and others towards the Chen Family’s ancestral land at White Camel Ridge.

It was hundreds of miles from Golden Dawn Mountain to the Chen Family ancestral land at White Camel Ridge; if Zhou Yang were to travel on foot, it would take at least half a day.

But riding the magical artifact of Chen Family Ancestor’s giant tower ship, less than half an hour later, he saw the towering majestic main peak of White Camel Ridge, White Camel Peak.

White Camel Peak, the main peak of White Camel Ridge, stands over a thousand meters high, one of the few tall mountains in the Desert Sea.

It’s said that the original spirit vein rank of White Camel Peak was as high as tier four lower grade, once a nest of a tier four demon beast, later occupied by a cultivator who slew the beast, leading Baisha River Oasis to become a significant gathering place for cultivators in the Desert Sea.

After the Chen Family snatched White Camel Peak from another cultivation clan and nurtured it for hundreds of years, the spirit vein level of White Camel Peak has been elevated to tier four top grade, just beneath the tier five spirit vein at the Yellow Sand Sect headquarters.

Nowadays, White Camel Peak, through centuries of construction by Chen family cultivators, features various exquisite and luxurious palace and pavilion buildings, with a thousand Chen Family cultivators, half residing on the mountain for long-term cultivation.

Standing on the side of the giant tower ship, Zhou Yang utilized the Celestial Eye Technique to gaze at White Camel Peak, what he saw was filled with dazzling spiritual light. Most of this light was emitted from the high-tier spirit grass and spirit wood planted on White Camel Peak, while some were the spiritual manifestations of the magical power of cultivators on the mountain.

The Zhou Family treasures its tier two top grade spirit wood [Dragon Scale Tree], Zhou Yang saw at least a dozen types of spirit wood of the same tier on White Camel Peak, and spirit woods of tier three not found in Zhou Family, he saw three or four types there, including even a tier three spirit fruit tree.

This was merely what he could see; similar to the spirit medicine gardens opened by Zhou Family on the Jade Spring Peak, White Camel Peak has several spirit medicine gardens too, all covered by array power, invisible to outsiders.

Given that the Chen Family had been established for seven to eight hundred years, Zhou Yang wasn’t surprised to know the spirit medicine gardens contained extremely precious thousand-year-old spirit elixirs.

"This is the foundation of a large clan!"

He sighed inwardly, his eyes flashing with thick envy.

A clan like the Chen Family, where generations have multiple Foundation Establishment cultivators and several Purple Mansion cultivators, is a true major cultivation clan in the cultivation realm.

In comparison, the Zhou Family, as a small clan, has a significant disparity in every aspect, not just in terms of high-tier cultivators, with a family like the Chen Family, having profound heritage.

"I have matters to discuss with the clan elders; fellow taoists, please stay at nearby Jingming Peak for now. Once the Foundation Establishment Pill is successfully refined, I will dispatch someone to notify fellow taoists to come to White Camel Peak for the auction."

Just when Zhou Yang thought he could ascend White Camel Peak to glimpse the ambiance and scenery of a Purple Mansion clan, the giant tower ship suddenly descended, and then the indifferent voice of the Chen Family Ancestor echoed through all their ears on the ship.

He hadn’t figured out what was happening when a formidable force pushed him off the ship to the ground, beside him were similarly bewildered clan brothers and sisters.

Only the clan leader Zhou Minghan and Zhou Xuanbin, along with several elder Zhou family members, seemed unsurprised, evidently well prepared.

"Let’s go, since Chen Family Ancestor already made arrangements, we’ll reside at Jingming Peak for now, let me lead the way."

Zhou Minghan nodded gently, said a few words, and promptly led by example, riding sword light towards another smaller peak nearby White Camel Peak.

Zhou Yang and other young family members, despite feeling deeply disappointed, had no choice but to cast the Light Body Technique and follow.