Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation

Chapter 508: Chapter 279: Sow the Wind, Reap the Whirlwind

Ling Changqing didn’t pay much mind to Cen Xuyi’s concerns.

From the Ling Family’s perspective, he was actually hoping those restless individuals would jump out and cause trouble as soon as possible. That would give him the perfect excuse to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

As long as he killed enough people, it would naturally serve as a deterrent to any other potential upstarts, forcing them to stay in line and never dare to act recklessly again.

’Violence is the foundation of any organization. All peace and harmony, where everyone gets along? There’s no such thing as a free lunch.’

Cen Xuyi exchanged a look with her father, vaguely guessing Ling Changqing’s intentions. Then again, such an outcome wouldn’t be bad for the Cen Family. Using the Ling Family Patriarch’s hand to purge all the worthless clansmen would only allow the Cen Family to develop better in the future.

After more than ten days of travel, the fleet of Tianzhou Skyboats finally neared the edge of the Linsha Sea Region.

Ling Changqing didn’t stay outside the entire time. He spent most of it in his cabin, accompanying the women in discussions about the Dao and, when the mood struck, engaging in dual Cultivation with them.

The thought that they wouldn’t see Ling Changqing for a long time filled Ling Yuzhu and Fu Yin Xue with a sense of longing and grievance. As a result, they became even more zealous in their Cultivation, doing everything in their power to drain him.

Beside the Beautiful Jade Embroidery Bed, Ling Changqing slowly sat up. He was surrounded by numerous stunning, completely naked bodies, their skin dazzlingly fair. Pairs of lustrous, beautiful eyes rippled with seductive charm.

During their days on the road, it was basically Cultivation and more Cultivation. His beautiful companions refused to waste a single moment.

"...My lord, we’ll be there in a few hours! Shall we go out and take a look?"

The embroidered curtains parted, and Cen Xuyi, overcome with shyness, walked in. Her body was draped in nothing but a thin, transparent gauze. Her jade-like face was flushed crimson, her skin fairer than snow, and her explosive, enchanting curves were on full display.

Since the other women didn’t particularly try to hide from Cen Xuyi during their Cultivation, she had seen nearly everything of Ling Changqing’s wild and wanton romps with them.

Although Cen Xuyi hadn’t truly "taken the plunge" yet, she already considered herself Ling Changqing’s Dao Companion. Thus, she had begun trying to adapt to such heated and unrestrained scenes, occasionally coming over to massage his legs before they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

"Alright, let’s go together."

Ling Changqing spoke, freeing himself from the entanglement of long legs. He got out of bed, and Cen Xuyi came over to help him dress.

A short while later, a properly dressed Ling Changqing appeared on the foredeck. At the horizon where the sea met the sky, the dark teal edge of a landmass had appeared, growing steadily closer.

"My lord, that’s Pan Yan Island in the Linsha Sea Region. It’s not very large, with only a few Second Grade Spirit Veins and not many special resources. It’s currently managed by some branch family disciples..."

Cen Xuyi said softly. She had changed into a snow-white Feathered Robe. With skin like ice and bones of jade, her beauty was breathtaking. The deep, fair cleavage at her relatively low neckline was clearly visible.

"The Cen Family’s population must have grown quite large over the years, hasn’t it?"

Ling Changqing asked after a moment of thought.

Cen Xuyi nodded, her expression rather helpless. "The number of clansmen is indeed large, but few are worth anything. Most are hedonistic silk-pants who do nothing but indulge in pleasure and bully others.

"Before, with the old Nascent Soul Ancestor keeping things in order, all was peaceful. But once the family’s anchor is gone, they’ll just be lambs to the slaughter!"

Ling Changqing fell silent. This was the fate of almost every family-based power. When their strongest ancestor fell and their strength could no longer support their status and interests, this scene was inevitable.

Most of the younger generation of the Cen Family had no sense of crisis. They still thought their Nascent Soul Ancestor could protect them forever, that they could continue their luxurious, hedonistic lives for generations. ’How utterly ridiculous!’

’I just wonder if the Ling Family will one day face the same fate, thousands or tens of thousands of years from now?’

At this thought, Ling Changqing couldn’t help but chuckle. With his Life Chart and Fate, he was destined to stand at the Peak of the Great Dao in this world. He had no reason to fear such a scene.

’If any worthless descendants do appear, I’ll just clean house myself. I’m sure Ling Qiyue and the others wouldn’t object.’

"My lord, if in the future... some people really do collude with outsiders and do something foolish, how do you plan to deal with those hostile forces?"

Cen Xuyi hesitated several times before mustering the courage to ask.

Ling Changqing was taken aback for a moment, then replied with an amused tone, "Of course I’ll strike back fiercely. I won’t spare a single one who dares to reach out, no matter what power they belong to!"

He was fully qualified to say such things now. At most, those people could scrape together a few Nascent Soul True Monarchs; it was highly unlikely a Divinity Transformation Powerhouse would appear.

"Mm, that’s true..."

Cen Xuyi fell silent for a few breaths, then sighed softly.

The territorial handover was unlikely to go smoothly, so bloodshed was inevitable. She just hoped the conflict wouldn’t escalate and that the situation could be resolved as quickly as possible.

As the fleet of Tianzhou Skyboats flew onward at high speed, numerous islands of varying sizes and shapes on the sea’s surface were left behind.

「Several hours later.」

The fleet of Tianzhou Skyboats finally arrived at the core region of the main island, Linsha Continent.

As the foundation the Cen Family had managed for hundreds of years, Linsha Continent’s prosperity was undeniable. Unfortunately... if nothing unexpected happened, this auspicious land would soon have a new master.

Cen Wen Zhong’s eyes were filled with melancholy and reluctance. He had grown up here, Cultivating step by step until he became a Golden Core Master. Several hundred years had passed like flowing water, and he was intimately familiar with every blade of grass and every tree.