Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

Xuzhou, Jiangdong Path City.

The city is filled with a bloody atmosphere. Patrolling the streets are not the gold-armored or silver-armored soldiers of the Wanjian Holy Sect, but soldiers clad in black armor.

Their swords and blades are stained with blood, their faces grim, and the blood aura around them not yet fully dissipated. It was clear that before patrolling, they had just experienced a brutal battle, and neither physically nor mentally had they fully recovered.

In the city center, what was once the Jiangdong Sword Authority's yamen has now been completely transformed into a military camp. Groups of officers with profound auras and powerful cultivation keep coming in and out. The special material engraved with the words "Tianwei" on their shoulder armor betrays their identity.

Clearly, this is the Tianwei Army of the Wuwei King.

In the Sword Control Bureau Main Hall, the Wuwei King sits alone on a high platform, his figure semi-transparent, at times deep as the sea, causing hearts to race, and at times hidden like smoke, entirely undetectable, quite mysterious.

Seated on both sides below are more than a dozen people with profound, ocean-deep auras and a formidable presence, but when they raise their heads to look at the Wuwei King, their eyes are full of respect and submission.

"The capture of Jiangdong Path is thanks to the bloody battle of the soldiers; I toast to all of you!"

On the high platform, the Wuwei King suddenly raises his wine cup, smiles slightly, and lifts his cup high towards everyone.

"The Great King's divine prowess is unparalleled; capturing the city was effortless!"

"Serving the Great King is my duty; I dare not take credit."

"The Jiangdong rebels were no match, the Great King overestimates."

...

Everyone stood up, responding either humbly or arrogantly, but their words implicitly reveal loyalty to the Wuwei King. After toasting, at the Wuwei King's signal, everyone sits down.

Suddenly, someone below glances around, sees nobody speaking, gets up and cups his hands:

"Great King, although we've taken Jiangdong, Hexi has also captured Jianye Prefecture. Now the entire Xiayuan is in Hexi's hands, and the small territory controlled by the Hou Clan is even larger than yours. Should we...?"

The hall suddenly falls silent, not because there is anything wrong with the words, but because everyone below clearly feels a slight change in the Wuwei King's aura on the high platform, suggesting the general's proposal slightly unsettled the Wuwei King's mind and spirit.

No one knows if the Wuwei King is pleased or angered, so they remain silent.

"Hexi is currently coveted by three sides; it seems lofty but is actually teetering on the edge. No need to pay it heed. Our focus should be on Xuzhou. What do you all think the Wuwei Royal Mansion should do next?"

Is there really no need to care, or is it deliberate avoidance...

Despite such murmurs in their hearts, their faces show none of it, and everyone eagerly stands up to make suggestions: some propose to ceasefire and properly manage Jiangdong and Xingyuan Paths; some suggest marching forward and continuing to attack other paths in Xuzhou; even some wish to return to Youzhou to request orders from the Emperor of Jin...

Throughout this meeting, the Wuwei King makes no comment, merely letting everyone discuss. When everyone finally rises to leave, he merely states that he will consider all proposals carefully and inform them once a decision is made.

After the generals leave, the Wuwei King is left sitting alone on the high platform, unmoving for a long time.

"Zhao Yuan greets Master!"

"Wang Deng greets Master!"

It is not until two slightly excited voices call from outside the hall that he rises somewhat urgently, waves to open the door, and sees two aged figures slowly stepping in. A weathered smile appears on his semi-transparent face.

"It's been more than ten years since we last met, and we're all older, all older..."

"Not old, not old – as long as Master commands, these old bones can still march to battle!"

"Let's not talk about this. I have some things I need you to start preparing for..."

The three in the hall begin a long discussion.

......

New Yu Era, September 1st, 1332

In just over a month, the events in Hexi spread throughout The World.

Buddha Shitian's Soldier Solution; Fahai World Honored One's ascension to a Saint; former Rakshasa Holy Sect Hierarch Sikong Xingzhou's reappearance; the remaining Sect Members of Leiyin Temple all joining the Rakshasa Holy Sect; the Chan Sect leader Leiyin Temple's complete collapse; henceforth, no more Leiyin Temple in Shenzhou...

Each of these pieces of news, when listed separately, is enough to shake Shenzhou, yet they all happened simultaneously and happened in one place, Hexi!

Instantly, the entire world is in an uproar...

The impact of this event is truly immense.

Firstly, Leiyin Temple itself was unique, as a Quasi-Holy Land, the strongest heavenly force in Shenzhou, and the leader of the Chan Sect. Its various titles prove its extraordinary significance, not to mention Shitian, a Martial Dao Saint.

There isn't much more to say — in many people's eyes, Buddha Shitian was a figure who stood on equal ground with the other nine Holy Land leaders, and the death of such a Martial Dao Saint created an impact no less than the upheaval across Shenzhou when Tai Xi was slain years ago.

The Saints of The World are limited.

If we count Tai Xi and Ni Han as Saints, along with the fall of the last Emperor Yu, Jiang Bufan, in 1325 during the conquest of Yu by Great Jin, within just over seven years, three Saints have fallen in Shenzhou.

Three Saints!

These are three figures who stood at the pinnacle of Shenzhou with unfathomable abilities and not just any random individuals.

In the midst of this uproar, many details about Shitian's fall have been gradually revealed by those eager for information: