The Sacred Leaves Family's Wishes for Peace

"Brother Yuan, the Myriad Pill Furnace was something you obtained with great difficulty. We endured relentless pursuit because of it, and even Elder Li died for it. How could you just hand it over so easily?"

Leaning against a rock, his face pale from his injuries, Wang Lilong looked at Wang Liyuan with a mix of frustration and confusion. Deep down, he knew his earlier recklessness had burdened his elder brother.

"Enough of that. Giving up the furnace might actually be a good thing," Wang Liyuan replied calmly.

He handed Wang Lilong a healing pill, helping to stabilize his injuries. Then, leading his siblings, he hurriedly made his way toward the outskirts of the ruins.

This time, they had failed to gain any fortune and had even lost the Myriad Pill Furnace. But at the very least, he was determined to ensure that all three of the Wang family's heirs survived. Otherwise, it would truly be a disaster with no consolation.

At the ruins' outskirts, Lu Shanglin frowned as he glanced at Ye Xiaolin. "Brother Xiaolin, are we really going to wait here? Shouldn't we be hunting down Wang Liyuan?"

"Relax. The ruins' formation is about to activate. Wang Liyuan will have to leave through this exit," Ye Xiaolin replied with a confident smile.

"But what if he chooses another way out?" Lu Shanglin pressed.

"There's only one exit. Where else could he go? Can't you see the heirs of the Six Clans are stationed here as well?" Ye Xiaolin chuckled softly.

"They're here!"

Lin Tiansheng, who was holding his sword, narrowed his eyes as he spotted three figures emerging from the ruins. It was none other than Wang Liyuan and his siblings.

At the sight of them, Ye Xiaolin and Lu Shanglin's expressions turned grim.

The heirs of the Six Clans and their accompanying rogue cultivators, who were also stationed around the exit, watched the trio with cold, unyielding gazes.

"Brother Liyuan, it's been a while," said Xia Changqing of the Tongshan Xia family, stepping forward and cupping his hands in greeting.

"Does your Tongshan Xia family still intend to attack us?" Wang Liyuan's voice was icy as his gaze locked onto Xia Changqing.

His eyes then shifted to the tiger-eyed, bearded middle-aged rogue cultivator standing beside Xia Changqing, brimming with hatred and a thirst for vengeance. This was the man who had killed Elder Li in cold blood.

"I have no desire to continue this conflict, Brother Liyuan. If you hand over the Myriad Pill Furnace, the Tongshan Xia family will cease all hostility," Xia Changqing said with a faint smile.

"Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. The Myriad Pill Furnace is no longer in my possession," Wang Liyuan replied coldly.

"Brother Liyuan, do you think the heirs of the Six Clans are gullible children who'd believe such a lie?" Xia Changqing retorted with a sneer, his tone dripping with disbelief.

"My brother speaks the truth!" Wang Lilong stepped forward, his voice filled with frustration. "The Myriad Pill Furnace was taken by a rogue cultivator whose origins are unknown!"

"If it was taken by force, how are the three of you still alive?" Xia Changqing asked, his face darkening.

Wang Lilong was momentarily at a loss for words.

Wang Liyuan and Wang Lizhu felt their hearts sink.

Damn it! That mysterious rogue cultivator had been too cunning!

Now it was clear why he hadn't killed them after taking the furnace. He had deliberately left them alive so the Wang family would remain a target and bear the blame for the furnace's disappearance.

"Brother Liyuan, let's not play these games anymore," Xia Changqing said, his tone turning colder. "Hand over the Myriad Pill Furnace, and the heirs of the Six Clans will stand by your side, ensuring your safe departure from these ruins.

But without our help, you won't be able to handle the heirs of the Three Great Families, led by Ye Xiaolin."

Wang Liyuan's eyes flashed with a bitter glint as Xia Changqing added, "The Myriad Pill Furnace can only belong to one clan. The only question is, which of the Six Clans will it go to?"

Wang Liyuan knew there was no point in arguing. Xia Changqing and the others would never believe that the Myriad Pill Furnace was no longer in his possession.

If that was the case, the only option left was to find another way to escape safely.

"Of course, the Myriad Pill Furnace should belong to the Qi Mountain Wen family!"

A young man in a crimson robe, sharp and resolute in appearance, spoke in a firm voice. This was Wen Ruli, one of the heirs of the Qi Mountain Wen family.

"Brother Ruli, don't fall for his tricks. Wang Liyuan is clearly trying to sow discord among us," Xia Changqing said, shooting Wen Ruli a cold glance. Inwardly, he cursed the man for his stupidity. How could someone so easily provoked be chosen as an heir of the Wen family?

"Xia Changqing, spare me your words. Everyone knows the kind of underhanded tactics the Tongshan Xia family employs," Wen Ruli replied icily, brushing off Xia Changqing's remark.

Turning his gaze back to Wang Liyuan, Wen Ruli continued, "Wang Liyuan, if you hand over the Myriad Pill Furnace willingly, the Qi Mountain Wen family will guarantee your safety."

"Hmph! The Qi Mountain Wen family dares to make such bold claims? What, do you think you can ignore the Rizhao Lou family?"

"The Ehu Wu family also has its eyes on the Myriad Pill Furnace!"

"And let's not forget the Tonglin Zhao family. Whoever gets the furnace earns it by strength!"

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Figures appeared one after another, the heirs of the other clans stepping forward, their intent to claim the Myriad Pill Furnace unmistakable.

Wang Liyuan's eyes gleamed coldly. He removed a storage pouch from his waist and gripped it tightly in his hand.

"The Myriad Pill Furnace is inside this storage pouch. However, I'll only hand it over if you ensure my siblings and I leave the ruins safely. Otherwise, I'll destroy the pouch and the furnace along with it, leaving you all with nothing!"

His words struck like thunder. Seeing the tension brewing among the Six Clans, Wang Liyuan smirked inwardly. His ploy to ignite conflict among them was working perfectly.

"Wang Liyuan, are you insane?!"

Xia Changqing's face darkened at the thought of the Myriad Pill Furnace being destroyed. It was the legendary treasure of the Dan Ding Sect, coveted by countless individuals.

Centuries ago, the Dan Ding Sect's internal factions had fought bloody battles over it, and now Wang Liyuan was threatening to obliterate it in front of everyone?

"This furnace has brought nothing but calamity, turning you all against me and leaving my siblings and me in this dire state. If it's a curse rather than a blessing, why should I keep it?"

Wang Liyuan's gaze turned frosty, his eyes flashing with determination. He raised the storage pouch, as if ready to destroy it and the treasure within.

"Wang Liyuan, don't be rash!" Wen Ruli called out, his brows furrowed tightly. He could tell Wang Liyuan wasn't bluffing. If the furnace were destroyed, it would be an irreparable loss.

"Brother Liyuan, let's not be hasty. We can discuss this," the other heirs chimed in, their tones softening as they tried to pacify him. None of them wanted to push Wang Liyuan to the point of no return.

"What will it be? Will you ensure our safe passage, or shall I destroy the furnace myself?" Wang Liyuan's icy gaze swept over Xia Changqing, Wen Ruli, and the other heirs, his voice devoid of emotion.

The heirs of the Six Clans exchanged glances, silently weighing their options before finally nodding in agreement.

"We'll guarantee your safety and make sure the heirs of the Three Great Families don't harm you. But after that, the Myriad Pill Furnace must be handed over to us. If you dare deceive us, you'll face the consequences," Xia Changqing said gravely.

"Agreed," Wang Liyuan replied curtly.

"Brother Liyuan, this way, please," Wen Ruli gestured, as the heirs of the Six Clans descended, surrounding Wang Liyuan and his siblings to escort them toward the exit.

From the outskirts of the ruins, Ye Xiaolin watched with narrowed eyes as Wang Liyuan emerged, now flanked by the heirs of the Six Clans.

"Well, well. When did the Six Clans decide to protect Wang Liyuan?" he sneered.

"None of your business," Wen Ruli replied coldly.

"That's right! The unity of our Seven Clans is beyond your comprehension," another heir retorted.

"Hmph! Seven insects banding together are still just insects. Do you really think you can challenge the Three Great Families?" Lu Shanglin growled, his gaze burning with killing intent as it locked onto Wang Liyuan.

"Insects? Lu Shanglin, didn't you lose to Brother Liyuan in a duel before? Since when does a defeated man like you get to talk so big?" Xia Changqing taunted, his tone dripping with mockery.

"You're courting death, Xia Changqing!"

Lu Shanglin's rage erupted, and he summoned his spiritual weapon, ready to strike Xia Changqing down.

"Don't act rashly," Ye Xiaolin said, holding Lu Shanglin back. Even the Three Great Families had to tread carefully when dealing with the combined forces of the Seven Clans. Starting a fight now would yield no benefits.

"If the Three Great Families wish to fight, we'll gladly oblige," Wen Ruli said calmly. "But if you don't dare, step aside and let us escort Brother Liyuan to safety."