Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 341 - 341 340 Life Like Ants Mortals' Sorrows 14th Update

341: Chapter 340: Life Like Ants, Mortals’ Sorrows (14th Update) 341: Chapter 340: Life Like Ants, Mortals’ Sorrows (14th Update) Seventy years had passed, and Li Han’er had aged into a middle-aged man, resembling his father by sixty percent.

Over these decades, he had not broken through the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet as a Martial Artist at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer, he possessed a lifespan of two hundred years and was still in his prime.

“No, Sisi just wants to hear Grandpa Ye tell me stories.” The girl laughed playfully, making faces at Li Han’er as she tightly clutched Ye Xuan’s arm.

“Sisi, don’t be naughty.

Your Grandpa Ye is already old, do not disturb his rest,” Yang Shanshan, now a beautiful middle-aged woman with maternal majesty, approached, causing the girl to pout and quickly hide behind Ye Xuan.

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Ye Xuan’s bent body trembled slightly, and he coughed violently from time to time, causing the expressions of Li Han’er and his wife to change.

They quickly fetched an elixir and administered it to Ye Xuan, which relieved him somewhat.

“Grandpa Ye, Sisi won’t pull your beard anymore.

Please don’t sleep like Grandpa, don’t ignore Sisi.”

Having just experienced the death of Li Shan, the girl still did not understand the concept of life and death, and she continuously stroked Ye Xuan’s back, a look of sadness emerging on her childish face.

The wrinkles on Ye Xuan’s face deepened, and he spoke tenderly, “Good Sisi, Grandpa is not going to sleep, but you are still young; you should listen to your parents.

Tomorrow when you wake up, can Grandpa tell you the story then?”

“Mm.”

The girl nodded firmly and quickly returned to her chamber.

“Uncle Ye, if Han’er could share his lifespan with you and my parents, even if it meant dying a hundred times, I would have no regrets,” Li Han’er said somberly, immense sadness passing through his eyes as he gazed at the declining Ye Xuan.

“My child, everyone must die one day.

Your Uncle Ye is not an Immortal, how can he escape the Law of Life and Death Reincarnation?”

“Li Brother has passed, and the sister-in-law is getting old.

In this limited time, you and your wife should spend more time with her, and later you should not always come to me.”

Ye Xuan said a lot, like any elderly person would, being talkative in his later years.

“Ah!”

Ye Xuan sighed deeply.

“Back when your family rescued me, it feels like just a blink of an eye, but seventy years have passed, and time spares no one.”

“When your father was alive, we brothers could always gather together, drink a jar of strong liquor, but now he’s gone, and there’s no one to join me in revelry.”

“Uncle Ye, look what this is?” Unbeknownst to him, Li Han’er produced a jar of strong liquor and placed it in front of Ye Xuan.

“Ha ha!”

Looking at the strong liquor before him, Ye Xuan laughed heartily, yet his laughter contained a hint of sorrow.

“Very good, very good, you’re thoughtful, knowing just what your Uncle Ye likes.”

“Uncle Ye, even though my father is gone, Han’er is still here to keep you company.

Today, Han’er will drink with you until we’re both drunk.” Li Han’er grinned as he opened the seal of the jar, filling Ye Xuan’s cup, and the uncle and nephew drank heartily in front of the fireplace.

Yang Shanshan accompanied them, occasionally bringing over abundant dishes, and dutifully refilling their cups when their drinks were finished.

With age, their tolerance for alcohol wasn’t as it used to be; just three cups in, Ye Xuan was thoroughly intoxicated, murmuring to himself before falling asleep on the bed.

The couple carefully covered Ye Xuan with the blanket before returning to the side room to embrace their daughter, then they returned to the mother’s house, evidently spending the night there to welcome a new day tomorrow!

But!

In the heavens, unpredictable storms brew; among people, fortunes and disasters shift swiftly.

As mere mortals, as fragile as ants, how much more so in this chaotic era of cultivation?

Dark clouds loomed over the city threatening to destroy, with armor glinting in the sunlight like golden scales!

Outside Qingtian Town.

Thousands of cultivators stretched across the sky, their end unseen, a black banner spanning between heaven and earth, a towering malevolent aura permeating all around, an atmosphere of extreme solemnity that even subdued the chilly winds, its spiritual light and power shaking the endless void.

Three demonic cultivators stood solid in the void, their eyes opening and closing as if blood seas were churning within, spewing a malevolent aura that made the space tremble, stirring a chilling fear in anyone who saw it.

“This Qingtian Town is plagued by bitter cold all year round, surrounded by extremely weak cultivation sects, unnoticed by other cultivators, making it the perfect ground for our Three Immortals Sect’s blood sacrifice.”

“Our disciples have already scouted clearly that the highest in cultivation within Qingtian Town is merely a martial artist of Qi Refining Ninth Layer, with not a single Foundation Establishment Stage; annihilating this town is but an effortless task for our sect.”

“The Blood Sacrifice Technique must not be known by the major cultivation sects, we must fight swiftly and decisively.”

Surrounded by a shimmering light, their voices were chilling to the bone.

Boom!

Brilliant bloody light, shattering mountains and cities, echoed thunderously through a thousand miles of void as thousands of demonic cultivators, roaring ferociously like floodwater beasts, surged into Qingtian Town.

The wind and snow ceased, the slaughter began, breaking the peace that lasted thousands of years in Qingtian Town today, bringing an unimaginable catastrophe to all the mortals of the town.

“Kill!”

The heaven-reaching black banner suppressed the void, endless blood light poured down, enveloping the entire Qingtian Town so tightly that not even a fly could escape.

The glare of swords was icy, blood splattered as thousands of demonic cultivators stormed into Qingtian Town, plunging all its mortals into extreme panic.

Mournful wails, desperate pleading, the entire Qingtian Town fell completely into a bloody slaughter, where in the eyes of demonic cultivators, mortals were no more than livestock.

Sword radiance howled, blood light chilling, as blood sprayed painting the snow into a tragic yet magnificent sight, the thousands of demonic cultivators advanced, leaving no survivors in their path, the copious amounts of blood stained the streets red, the thick pungent smell of blood sickening.

Inside the Li Family compound, lights burned bright, the sounds of killing unceasing.

Li Han’er, with a steel knife in hand, had an expression of extreme misery as he fought against several Qi Refinement Realm cultivators with each slash releasing terrifying sword radiance.

“Shanshan, take Sisi and mother and leave first, I’ll go rescue Uncle Ye.” Li Han’er yelled, blocking the attackers with his own wounds to allow his wife, child, and mother-in-law to escape safely.

“Han’er, you must save your Uncle Ye,” Li’s sister-in-law implored with a hoarse and mournful voice.

“Mother, don’t worry, husband will definitely save Uncle Ye, let’s leave town first,” Yang Shanshan, holding a sharp sword and carrying the crying Sisi, quickly assisted her mother-in-law out of the house, fleeing along the town’s narrow paths.