Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

It appeared that only Gao Qi was not surprised.

No one could have imagined that Zhao Hong’s end would be like this.

No one could have anticipated that the Ancestor of the Luo Family would possess such terrifying power.

No one could have guessed that the Ancestor of the Luo Family could, relying on his body that was gradually exhausting its Qi-Blood Force, forcefully advance his cultivation to the Organ Refinement Realm, beyond Bone Refinement.

The Organ Refinement Realm, that is Viscera Refinement ah, beyond Bone Refinement.

Within Qingshi Town, not a single person over the past thousand years had managed to elevate their cultivation to the Organ Refinement Realm beyond Bone Refinement.

But this Ancestor of the Luo Family, Luo Changfeng.

Was capable, with his frail and aged body.

To defy nature, break through to Viscera Refinement, and gain an extra twenty years of life.

Even if one were to inform the Zhao Family and the other inhabitants of Qingshi Town in advance, how many would believe it?

Compared with that Ancestor’s breakthrough to the Organ Refinement Realm beyond Bone Refinement within the Luo Family clan land.

The people of Qingshi Town would naturally be more inclined to believe that the Luo Family was spreading false news to discourage the Zhao Family from taking action against them.

And thus to secure a ray of hope for the Luo Family’s continued survival on this continent.

“Refine, Organ Refinement?”

“You old undying thing, your cultivation has actually reached the Organ Refinement Realm beyond Bone Refinement?”

“How is this possible?”

“Impossible, this can’t be possible…”

“Fake, this must be fake…”

“You must all be deceiving me, deceiving me…”

Zhao Hong, his own younger brother, had suddenly died beside him.

Zhao Wu, Current Patriarch of the Zhao Family, couldn’t help but have his eyes widen in shock, his pupils shrinking abruptly.

For a moment, he found it difficult to bear such a heavy blow.

“Fake, this is fake…”

“Hahaha, this is fake…”

Zhao Wu’s face was filled with madness as he burned all of his Qi-Blood Force.

His fists clenched tightly as his arms swelled up a size.

He wanted to wave his fists and use the Zhao Family’s treasured Cultivation Technique, Bursting Fist.

To obliterate this old immortality from the Luo Family with a single punch.

Only, it’s a pity that…

Under the overwhelming pressure of absolute power.

Neither Zhao Hong, who had reached Bone Refinement Perfection, nor Zhao Wu at the same realm.

None of them could escape the fate of death.

[Pff…]

A somewhat dull sound abruptly resounded once again within the Luo Family clan land.

Pieces of flesh shattered into countless fragments, yet again spraying across the Luo Family clan lands.

As time passed, the scent of blood gradually spread.

The two headless corpses beside Luo Changfeng began to slowly tip over toward the ground.

“I had originally planned to let you live for a few more days, but why did you insist on seeking death?”

Looking at the two headless corpses on the ground.

Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but shake off the blood from his right hand.

Then he glanced over at the third Luo son, Luo Yong, who seemed to be still stunned as if dumbfounded.

He looked at the Current Patriarch of the Luo Family, Luo Ping, who still appeared somewhat anxious and unsettled.

And at Luo An, the second Luo son standing beside Luo Ping, whose face was a bit pale and seemed lost in thought.

Ultimately, Luo Changfeng turned his gaze to Luo Chuan, who stood not far away, calm and composed with a faint smile still lingering on his lips.

Unexpectedly, in this vast Luo Family clan land.

It was only the young Luo Chuan who seemed somewhat reliable.

“You all can handle the next part of this…”

Luo Changfeng quietly walked to Luo Chuan’s side, and with his right hand, which no longer had a trace of blood, patted the young man’s shoulder.

Afterward, he slowly disappeared from everyone’s sight.

“Patriarch Changfeng was truly ruthless this time…”

“To kill a Bone Refinement Perfection-level cultivator with a single slap…”

Luo Chuan looked towards the direction in which Patriarch Changfeng had left.

Then, glancing at the two headless corpses on the ground, he couldn’t help but shiver slightly.

Through this event, Luo Chuan had, for the first time, truly understood the terror of the Organ Refinement Realm.

Patriarch Changfeng had mentioned it to him before,

that the gap between the Organ Refinement Realm and the Bone Refinement Realm was enormously great.

He had a rough estimate of Patriarch Changfeng’s strength in his heart,

but who the hell could have predicted that a cultivator who had just broken through to the Organ Refinement Realm could be so terrifying?

To kill a Bone Refinement Perfection cultivator with a slap, and not even giving those at that level the chance to retaliate…

Now, to describe the cultivators of the Organ Refinement Realm as terrifying, Luo Chuan felt there was no exaggeration.

“Third uncle, don’t be stunned. It’s time to deal with the problems left by the Zhao Family,”

Luo Chuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled before

he silently approached his third uncle, Luo Yong, and said to him in a low voice.

“I know,” Luo Yong swallowed and nodded slightly after a moment.

Then, he led a group of the Luo Family’s elite house servants to deal with the fifteen hundred armored youths brought by the Zhao Family.

Without the leadership of Zhao Wu and Zhao Hong,

these fifteen hundred youths, even though they were armored and armed with steel blades,

were unable to resist the terrifying Luo Family.

Confronting cultivators of the Organ Refinement and Bone Refinement Perfection realms, they seemed quite helpless,

but against these ordinary armored men,

Bone Refinement Perfection was like a god of slaughter emerging from the land.

Even against one hundred, two hundred, or even three hundred, they could effortlessly slice through.

So, under Luo Yong’s lead, along with a contingent of elite Luo Family house servants, they easily cut through the fifteen hundred armored youths for several rounds.

With just Luo Yong alone, having slain nearly a hundred,

the armored youths eventually completely collapsed.

And they were easily subdued by Luo Yong and the elite house servants under his command.

“With these people dealt with, what should we do next?”

After resolving the armored youths left by the Zhao Family,

Luo Yong wiped the blood off his face,

returned to the Luo Family Ancestral Land, and looked at his nephew, Luo Chuan, inquiring in a low voice.

And the reason he did not ask his elder brother, Luo Ping?

Well, you see, it seemed that his brother, Luo Ping, was still too shocked from the recent events to regain his composure.

Among the three Luo brothers, although the eldest, Luo Ping, became the Family Head,

and indeed handled various mundane affairs within the family quite well,

when it came to major decisions affecting the family…

His elder brother Luo Ping was not quite up to the task.

Fortunately, his nephew seemed quite capable.

Anyway, Luo Yong quite admired this young lad, Luo Chuan.

“Since the hatred has already been thoroughly established and has reached an irreparable point,”

“the next step, naturally, is to surround the Zhao Family with our troops and uproot them entirely!”

“However…” Luo Chuan began, squinting his eyes slightly as if in deep thought.

A fleeting look of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

“However, what?” Luo Yong pressed for an answer.

Luo Chuan: “However, I always feel like I’ve overlooked something very important…”