Investment Return System, Start by taking Demon Empress as a Disciple - Chapter 110: Accumulating Merit, Tian, the Late-coming Lord of Xuan Tian City

Hearing Yourong’s words, Chen Daoxuan couldn’t help but rub his forehead in exasperation.

“Never mind, remember to study it well when you find the time. It’s beneficial for all of you,” Chen Daoxuan said, looking at Yourong’s remorseful expression, unable to place blame, so he could only let it go.

“Since Yourong hasn’t learned it, the rewards for accumulating merit this time will all be yours, Yanran,” he said, patting Leng Yanran’s shoulder.

“Go and help the Ren family transcend. After all, they’re acquaintances. Make sure to ask for a friendly price. Later, remember to take all the treasures from the Ren family’s treasury and anything valuable that can be taken as a reward.”

“Ah? Oh, I understand, Master!” Leng Yanran was momentarily stunned before quickly comprehending.

She remembered that Master had mentioned before that helping others transcend could bestow a certain amount of merit. Though it might seem trivial, accumulation over time could lead to substantial merit. As long as there were more kind-hearted people in this world, there would be a considerable amount of merit!

On the side, the two elders of the Holy Mountain listened to this conversation and could only silently give a thumbs up, uttering, “Marvelous!”

They had never seen such a unique way of accumulating merit!

The first step is to annihilate their lineage, then have the disciples accumulate merit through transcendence. Could there be anything more ruthless than this!?

Chen Daoxuan beckoned, and with a wave of his hand, he extinguished the still-burning dragon flames engulfing the Ren family. To the astonishment of everyone present, the structures of the Ren family remained completely unharmed after the dragon flames had passed.

Even the fabrics, untouched by the flames, survived unscathed beneath the dragon’s fiery wrath, leaving behind only… the absence of life.

Gracefully descending into the midst of the Ren family estate, Leng Yanran seated herself in a composed manner, her voice softly chanting scriptures.

As Leng Yanran’s melodic chants resonated, numerous ethereal apparitions materialized around her, each mirroring the visages of the deceased members of the Ren family. However, these spectral figures lacked any semblance of consciousness. Instead of harboring resentment, they bowed deeply to Leng Yanran before fading away like scattered stardust.

The Ren family was vast, and the individuals Leng Yanran was helping transcend numbered in the thousands.

As the chanting concluded, a faint, inconspicuous golden light enveloped Leng Yanran for a moment before dissipating.

“Ah… it seems to have attracted a trace of heavenly bestowed merit. This… well, I am at a loss for words,” the Great Elder of the Holy Mountain muttered, his gaze fixed on the faint trace of merit.

Though not abundant, its tangible presence held the potential to accumulate over time, potentially even forming a golden body of merit that could withstand the tribulations of cultivation.

However, the source of Leng Yanran’s merit left the elder bewildered. The origin of this merit felt… impure.

Killing others then helping them transcend… it was simply too unorthodox. How could one slay and then save in such a manner? It felt… unclean.

Nonetheless, Chen Daoxuan’s overwhelming strength left the Great Elder with no choice but to ponder internally. He dared not voice his thoughts, for fear that even he might inadvertently contribute a trace of merit to Leng Yanran…

The process of transcendence seemed effortless, taking less than a minute after the scripture recitation ended for Leng Yanran to rise once again. Her demeanor reverted to the accustomed coldness, now accompanied by a subtle aura of malevolence.

If one hadn’t witnessed it firsthand, they would scarcely believe that this demonic woman, exuding an aura of malevolence, was also capable of reciting Buddhist scriptures to aid in transcendence.

After rising, Leng Yanran wasted no time. With a beckon to Li Yourong, the two immediately set to work within the Ren family estate, meticulously collecting every precious material and treasure they laid eyes upon, storing them all in the spatial pendant.

Thankfully, this time, the Master had expanded the pendant’s storage capacity, or else the countless treasures within the Ren family estate might have filled hundreds of storage pouches.

Just as everyone believed this spectacle was coming to an end, a voice resounded, piercing through their midst.

“Whoever you are, release my son! Return my son to me at once!”

The Lord of Xuantian City arrived late, his voice preceding his physical presence. All heads turned in unison.

Emerging from the shade of a towering tree, Tian Gou trembled as he stepped forward.

“Father, I’m here!” Tian Gou exclaimed, feeling as if he had narrowly escaped death’s clutches.

He had expected to meet his demise at the hands of the Ren family, but he could never have anticipated that the two fairies would bring the Ren family to the brink of destruction, with their enigmatic Master, a figure far more terrifying than he could have imagined, backing them up.

Not only had the Ren family been obliterated at their hands, but he had also skillfully suppressed the explosive spiritual vein. Lastly, he even enlisted disciples to assist with transcendence.

It was a meticulously orchestrated sequence of events, although the order seemed a bit unconventional, culminating in cremation followed by transcendence…

“Gou’er, are you alright!?”

Upon hearing the voice, the City Lord swiftly arrived at Tian Gou’s side, concern etched across his face. After carefully assessing his son from head to toe and realizing that he was unharmed, a sigh of relief escaped his lips.

Yet, the moment he considered their recent clash with the Ren family, his brows furrowed. Understanding the Ren family’s temperament, he knew that his position as Lord within this city was now tenuous at best.

His only hope lay in preserving his life!

“By the way, what about the person who abducted you? Did the Ren family deal with them?”

Observing Tian Gou’s trembling appearance, the City Lord couldn’t help but inquire. He thought his son might have been terrified by the Ren family.

However, upon hearing his father’s question, Tian Gou’s trembles intensified.

“Father, please listen to my advice. This situation is more complicated than it seems. How about this, Father? Let’s go together and apologize to that senior. I believe that senior won’t hold it against us. As for the Ren family… they’re no more.”

Tian Gou spoke while still trembling, patting his father’s shoulder with genuine seriousness.

“Has my son lost his wits from fear? Why are you spouting nonsense? The Ren family is no more, did they move away? In that case, it works out perfectly. If we haven’t offended the Ren family, your old man here can still retain his position as the city lord.”

City Lord Tian, couldn’t hold back his tears at this sight. He was distraught by how frightened his own son had been, causing him to speak nonsense!

That despicable rascal!

If he could only catch him…

“You there, young lad, are you the Lord of Xuantian City? I have some recollections of you.”

Suddenly, a voice resounded, and the Great Elder of the Holy Mountain stood behind City Lord.

Hearing this vaguely familiar voice, City Lord Tian, momentarily struggled to remember who it belonged to, then turned his head to look.

“Thud.”

Once he saw the Great Elder’s visage, he immediately dropped to his knees.

“Great Elder, you… you’re not the one who brought my son here, are you?”

Countless thoughts raced through City Lord Tian’s mind in an instant. He finally understood why his son had mentioned kneeling and begging for forgiveness. So his son had offended the Great Elder of the Holy Mountain!

This… was worse than offending the Ren family!

The Holy Mountain, situated in the Eastern Region, was a lofty existence towering above numerous clans and sects.

“No, it’s not me,” the Great Elder slightly shook his head, indicating that he wasn’t the one who had abducted his son.

“Oh, that’s a relief, that’s really good then.”

Upon hearing this, City Lord Tian, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was ready to rise; if it wasn’t the Great Elder of the Holy Mountain, there was no need to kneel.

“I advise you not to get up just yet, to avoid having to kneel again… Listen to your son, kneel and apologize to that senior, make amends We are all from the Eastern Region. I don’t want to see you being transcended…”