Dual Cultivation God Returns

217 Wu Family Foundation

"Seven Ephemeral Steps"

Wu Long's figure blurred and then appeared in seven different places as Sword Qi slashed from the location of each blurred vision of his silhouette.

"Thousand Cuts of Decimation!!!"

The remaining people of the Wu Family unleashed a joined technique a thousand of Spiritual Qi swords went toward Wu Long.

"Heh, Thousand Cuts of Decimation"

Wu Long chuckled as he returned the same move, but his version had three thousand swords that broke the ones sent by the Wu Family and made each of the remaining guards look like a porcupine right after.

Screams of despair and fear went up into the air wherever Wu Long went as the Patriarch, his sons, and the elders could not contain Wu Long in encirclement. His movement techniques varied, and had different origins, making his movement completely erratic and unpredictable. The area they fought in now looked as if they were moving atop the surface of a crimson lake, as blood thickly covered the courtyard and was continuing to accumulate. Drops of it went into the air with movements and winds of the fighting, and yet none of them touched Wu Long's clothes, and even his steps simply made ripples on the surface, unlike his opponents whose feet and lower robes were now covered in dark crimson.

"Don't be so hasty, don't you see I am saving you for the last?"

Wu Long said as he evaded another encirclement.

"Heh, but I suppose since you're so eager I can entertain some of you"

Wu Long then stepped and his figure appeared in front of two elders.

"Strike of Superior Bla-...!"

"Seven Swords of Fu-..."

Both of them tried to utilize their techniques but Wu Long made a simple slash with a sword that cut them in half along with the techniques they were trying to use. His foot then stepped to the side, evading several Spiritual Qi attacks that crushed the already dead two, raising another splash of blood into the air.

"How cruel, not even going to leave them an intact corpse?"

"Shit! Fuck fuck fuck get him! Get that son of a bitch!!!"

As Wu Long mocked Wu Tianshui shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Steady! He's luring us into rage"

'Oh? This old brick is not bad'

Wu Long thought as the Wu Family Patriarch still held his composure. The patriarch snorted at the slight approval in Wu Long's eyes as he considered it an insult.

All the enemies were now focused on Wu Long since everyone had a fear that stemmed from the depths of their souls slowly gripping their minds, creeping into their heads, and muddling their vision, narrowing it. They did not have time to think about attacking the people protected by the formation, since their lives depended only on one condition: killing Wu Long.

And yet despite such a concentrated barrage of attacks Wu Long freely weaved through his enemies, as his sword and palm unleashed death and destruction all around him. The people of the neutral side long since evacuated to the distant corners of the manor, shaking in fear and hoping that the flames of the raging battle would not reach where they hid.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud and stern shout resounded, which made everyone freeze in their spots with a shudder except for Wu Long who casually looked for the source of the voice as he arrived atop the surface of the bloody lake, light ripples spreading from the spot he stepped to.

'Heh, they are finally making their appearance huh?'

Wu Long's gaze went toward a far corner of the Manor from where three elderly people, two men and one woman, emerged. They varied in age, so only one of them looked decrepit while the other ones still had some longevity left in them.

"Ancestors..."

Wu Family Patriarch knelt as did his sons and the surviving seven elders, the ones previously named by Butler Bang. The assassins and mercenaries cautiously looked at the elderly people who approached the scene in one step, and then their eyes widened as they realized that all three people were in the Core Reformation Realm, only one Major Realm away from what common people of this world considered the pinnacle of cultivation.

The one in the middle loudly placed his wooden cane in front of him while arriving as he placed both hands on the handle from above. A wave of Spiritual Qi cleared off a piece of ground from the rubble and the layer of blood that accumulated there, creating a circular area for the three to land, and then keeping the red lake away at the same distance.

"Child, I think you have proved your point... I will allow you to leave"

"Esteemed Ancesto-..."

As the old man in the middle, the oldest of them spoke, the current patriarch spoke up with astonishment but was quickly silenced by a stern gaze from the old man.

"Heh, you think you are the ones to let me off? I am saying this clearly, I will leave once I have the heads of those who tried to harm me, after some explanatory lectures in preparation for their next lives of course. You can choose to not interfere, in which case I do not have any qualms with letting you be, or stand in my way..."

"Presumptuous!"

The old woman to the right of the oldest one in the middle shouted as she could not continue to listen.

"You seem to think that we fear you. We are simply extending a courtesy since it was indeed some members of our family in the wrong. But do not think that you can do whatever you please as having them take responsibility is in our purview, not yours. You have already done enough to express your displeasure, but we will not permit any more chaos. You can go and throw your tantrum elsewhere if you like, but this esteemed house is now closed for you"

The youngest of the three, to the left of the oldest one spoke with a stern look on his face, as regal dignity emanated from him.

'Heh, typical'

Wu Long thought to himself, as these three have been looking after the situation since the start, only showing up now to stop the action since Wu Long showed signs of going after the main members of the family.

"If you think you can just come out and say stop, and then everything will be solved you are quite mistaken. I know full well that you tried to use this situation as a 'lesson' to that old brick and his sons, but you seem to be misled as to what is happening here"

Wu Long calmy spoke and a light of surprise flashed through the eyes of the three ancestors. At the same time the three that Wu Long mentioned looked to the Ancestors with astonishment.

"Ancestors..."

"You are perceptive. Indeed, this will serve as a good lesson to these incompetent fools who are too mired in conspiracies against each other instead of being one unified family. But you seem to be overestimating your capabilities youngster, and I do not like the tone you are speaking with. Not to mention..."

The one to the left of the oldest Wu Family Ancestor spoke to here and his figure blurred as he appeared next to Wu Long, his hand reaching for the latter's shoulder in a pressing move.

"Kneel when you are speaking with your elders!"

The man ended his phrase as his hand was almost touching Wu Long's shoulder, but suddenly, his movements seemed to slow down and gradually came to a halt. A small area around Wu Long became discolored and void of sound. With a face void of emotions, Wu Long's hand holding his sword slowly moved, and then, as if part of the scene in front of the people outside was lost, the hand along with the sword appeared in a different position, as if finishing a circular motion.

The discoloration ended and the elderly man hastily retreated to the previous spot. His retreating movement looked strange, as he started the movement technique while still in the bubble of discolored space, and as soon as that space returned to normal was launched out.

But when he arrived at his previous spot he stumbled back, and there was a part that did not travel back with him, as Wu Long gently caught the arm that started falling down in front of him.

"Ugh!"

The old man held his shoulder with the other arm, his face distorted with pain, and horror was brimming in his eyes.

"S-sword Domain?!?! Impossible!!"

The old woman on the other side of the eldest Ancestor cried out in shock, while the one in the middle's eyes widened in silent astonishment.

A heavy silence hung in the air as cold goosebumps went through the people around Wu Long.

"You were saying?"

Wu Long smiled at the now one-armed man who felt a chill go through him as he saw the handsome face of a young man but felt as if he was looking at the incarnation of doom itself.

Yeah... I think that went not as they planned XD

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