Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

The pitch-black night sky was already tinged with a blood-red hue by the ancient tree, casting an eerie malice over the entire Prefectural City, whether it be the surrounding city walls or the buildings within. All of it was shrouded in this sinister crimson glow.

The entire city fell into a brief silence due to the appearance of this blood-red ancient tree. Everyone who stepped out of their homes in Tongling City lifted their heads to gaze at the ancient tree, their faces filled with confusion.

North City, in front of the blacksmith's shop.

Zhang Chong and his old friend Wang Peng were also staring at the ancient tree. Behind each of them stood a woman of similar age, each holding the hands of two children around thirteen or fourteen years old, clearly their respective wives and children.

"Old Wang, there's something off about this tree!"

"What's right about tonight, anyway? I've been through over twenty Rakshasa Festivals here in Tongling, and I've never seen anything like this— the Qinglong Association at Shili Slope, the army of demons, and this blood tree in front of us... who knows what will happen next..."

Hearing his friend Wang Peng's words, Zhang Chong's face grew somber, especially when he turned to see his wife and children, his expression full of anxiety, saying, "If only I had known it would come to this, I should have taken my family and left as soon as the news of the demons broke in early March."

Hearing Zhang Chong mention his family, Wang Peng also turned to look at his wife and children, his tone low as he said, "It's useless to regret now, we need to think of a way to escape!"

"People from the east gate are still running this way, the Mansion Army can barely hold them back anymore, and those demons are about to break through from the east gate soon; heading that way means certain death; there are already demons lurking outside the north gate, and I fear the west and south gates are the same. We have nowhere to escape, we're trapped."

After Zhang Chong finished speaking, his face showed a hint of regret, then he added, "If only we had listened to the advice of the Master of the Hou Family earlier and fled, perhaps we might still have had a chance of survival..."

After hearing this, Wang Peng's face was also full of regret.

Tonight, at the battle for the Qinglong Token at Shili Slope, the martial artists who attended were at the very least on the Seventh Level of Body Opening. Both he and Zhang Chong were only at the fifth level of body refinement and naturally wouldn't trouble themselves by joining in such turmoil, choosing instead to spend the festival in the city with their families.

But as the news from Shili Slope came in, their celebration of the Rakshasa Festival became increasingly sinister.

Neither of them had gone there. All the information they had was hearsay, only knowing that Master Fanyin had appeared at Shili Slope and seemed to have found out that persons from the Qinglong Association were disguised as demons. Afterwards, the five renowned Righteous Path masters had also appeared in Tongling County and reportedly fought fiercely against the demons.

It should have all ended there, with Master Fanyin and the other five Righteous Path masters, who were her equals. In Wang Peng's understanding, no matter what, the demons should have been subdued before these six masters.

Unexpectedly, news came that the demons were out of control...

The Qinglong Association had been plotting for a long time, rallying thousands of demons, moving en masse that even the thirty thousand of the Prefectural Magistrate's Office army couldn't hold back, and they were advancing imposingly to attack the Prefectural City!

Actually, ever since some visitors from Shili Slope entered through the east gate, news of the demon army attacking the city began spreading within the city, but at first, many, including him and Zhang Chong, didn't believe it.

However, as more and more people ran back, and some who witnessed the blood of demons on them, the city's residents realized that these people were telling the truth, and panic began to set in.

But this was, after all, Tongling, situated on the eastern fringes of Yongzhou but still under the control of the Rakshasa Holy Sect as one of its county cities, not only was the city protected by the Lanruo Barrier, but also by thirty thousand Xingnan Prefecture troops, along with the recently arrived Master Fanyin and those five major Righteous Path masters. What kind of demon could possibly break through?

Such was the thought process of most of the city's residents, naturally including both him and Zhang Chong. Thus, although they both heard Hou Yuxiao's urgent cries, they didn't flee immediately but chose to wait and see.

It was this decision that now filled Wang Peng and Zhang Chong with immense regret.

"Quick, look, the ancient tree is changing..."

With drastic changes imminent, the terror-stricken city residents stood outside their homes watching the blood-red ancient tree. The two men, already uneasy, heard the voice from nearby and quickly raised their heads to look toward the towering ancient tree in the city center.

Because the treetop of the ancient tree had extended so high, the people below couldn't see clearly; they could only observe its trunk. The tree's bark seemed to have blood flowing over it, becoming gradually brighter, which made the already blood-drenched city exhibit an even more bizarre bright red.

Yet Wang Peng's attention was not on the bark of the ancient tree but instead on trying to look up at the crown of the tree, though unfortunately, the crown had stretched into the clouds, and he couldn't see it clearly.

Just as he thought to withdraw his gaze, a thin, long red vine slowly floated down from the clouds he was looking at.

Wang Peng thought he was seeing things and rubbed his eyes. After looking intently again, he realized it indeed was a blood-red vine, not a figment of his imagination. He quickly slapped Zhang Chong beside him.

"What is that thi...

Zhang Chong also spotted the vine, but before he could finish his sentence, his face was overtaken by shock—not just Wang Peng next to him, their wives and daughters, and everyone in North City standing on the streets, but also every one of the two million people in the entire Prefectural City, at that moment, all wore expressions of horror and emotion...