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nYang Zhen looked for a way out. He wanted to use the chaos of battle to his advantage before the Lords came to ruin everything.

nLiu Qingyun and the others struck with the black blades and felt as if their blood boiled and ignited.

nThey reached a new height, a new level of power.

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nWith the black blade in hand, none could stop them!

nYang Zhen found his moment and leaped out of the courtyard.

nLiu Qingyun raged, “Damn it, that spineless Yang Zhen wants to run. We can’t let the leader escape!”

nHe wanted to block Yang Zhen but a fist from the later ruined his plan. Yang Zhen barked, “You think I would’ve planned this if I wasn’t strong enough?”

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n“None of you are a match for me!”

nYang Zhen trod the sky when a black crow flew at him.

nHe ignored it, “Ignorant animal.”

nRight as it got close to him, it puffed into a cloud of black smoke and a figure jumped out. Who else if not our dear Chen Ming?

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nNine Year Cicada flashed across Yang Zhen’s neck with Hegemonic Immortal Sword.

nA head fell.

nThe average man wouldn’t look twice at a random crow in mid escape, not to mention an immortal.

nThe sudden strike left Yang Zhen too slow to react.

nChen Ming landed on the roof and surveyed the battle. It held no interest to him to mingle among others so he just flashed Allheaven Stellar Array to batter them.

nThere was no way his new ‘kin’ would lose.

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nIf I joined, these guys won’t have feelings of kinship.

nThis feeling came into play when these Celestial Immortals were confronted with a choice. So I better fight alongside them in a battle against common enemies.

nThe kins felt their valor surging at Chen Ming’s arrival. Now that they had his help, they mowed through the enemies like grass.

nTwo hours later, no one was left standing, and thanks to Chen Ming’s array, the destruction was kept to a minimum.

nThe Celestial Immortals hacked the heads and cupped their hands at Chen Ming, “Mountain Lord, the enemy is vanquished!”

nChen Ming chuckled, “Everyone is a cicada warrior. Come, let us celebrate on Yan Mountain!”

nLing Xian got the feast ready a long time ago. The way he saw it, If Master acts, nothing will go wrong.

nChen Ming brought Liu Qingyun and the rest to Yan Mountain branch’s side hall. They all sat down, with Chen Ming taking the seat of honor. Ling Xian was shameless in flanking Chen Ming’s side. The chances to get close to Master were far and few in between. He learned to treasure each moment.

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nChen Ming was rather awkward. With Ling Xian as Second Sect Leader and Zhuo Qingyao in seclusion, all matters had his final say. If not for letting him have a bit of prestige, Chen Ming would’ve kicked him away by now.

nWan Baqian also came and sat across from him with Luo Muye.

nOnly these three brats were free. Zhuo Qingyao was in seclusion, Li Suyi trained in Hegemonic Immortal Sword, and Chen Lingyu, well, she was just swamped with work.

nLuo Muye, on the other hand, was pesky. Chen Ming raised him every step of the way, yet he didn’t have much sense of awe in him for his seniors as he reached out and began eating.

nLing Xian and Wan Baqian didn’t mind it at all. They got used to Master loving to spoil the littlest of them.

nHowever, for some reason, Master had yet to hold the ceremony. But Ling Xian and Wan Baqian were convinced the kid was going to be their little junior brother.

nThe Celestial Immortals enjoyed the feast and Liu Qingyun toasted, “We offer this cup to Mountain Lord. If not for Mountain Lord, that spineless Yang Zhen would’ve run!”

n“To Mountain Lord!”

nChen Ming also toasted, “This was everyone’s hard work! I did nothing really.”

nChen Ming and others drank their fill, enjoyed the festivities and fine cuisine. Liu Qingyun asked, “Mountain Lord, I wonder if I can bring my sons and daughters to Yan Mountain and pay respect to ancestor.”

nChen Ming didn’t refuse.

nGenerally speaking, all clans of status and power had their home in the capital for two reasons. One, the closer to Chen Ming the safer they were and the more resources they got. Two had to do with Chen Ming. He wouldn’t need worrying about their betrayal since their clans were just a stone throw away.

nBetrayal? Don’t you know the meaning of clan extermination?

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nChen Ming smiled, “But of course, let my second disciple know and he’ll arrange it.”

nLiu Qingyun turned to Ling Xian, “Then I will trouble Second Sect Leader!”

nLing Xian smiled, “It’s nothing. Expansion Star doesn’t have many people, with many places for you to settle. The more people the better.”

nAs for what Chen Ming had planned to do with Liu Qingyun and co., he didn’t even dwell on it, Who cares, why bother if they’re not Gold Immortals?

nBut their loyalty as the first batch matched the standards. He’d wait for them to become Gold Immortals before looking for a perfect candidate among them to give one of the 12 Supreme Gold Immortal fruits.

nWith the festivities over, Chen Ming was left with Wan Baqian and Ling Xian in the hall. Ling Xian downed a cup and asked, “Master, what do we do with the dead Celestial Immortals’ clans?”

nChen Ming was calmly sipping his drink, “Wipeout and clean out their clans. Leave no survivors.”

nLing Xian asked, “Is it a secret or direct order?”

n“Let the new Celestial Immortals go. Since I dare do it, I do not fear the world’s view of me. In this world, there’s plenty who want to kill us.”

n“Chen Ming’s head is here. You want it, come and get it!”

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