Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

The Sub-Saint of Martial Dao, even a mere light palm, packed an extraordinary strength!

The moment Hou Yuxiao sensed that Zhao Qingxue's life was being threatened, he instantly cast aside all doubts in his mind, focusing on the Golden Dragon Zen Staff that kept pressing down on him, his right hand pulled Zhao Qingxue behind him to shield her firmly, and with his now-free right hand gripped the Canglong Staff, focusing on resisting Fahai.

"Daring to be distracted while fighting the Holy One, seeking death!" said Fahai.

In an ordinary fight, such behavior would naturally pose no issue, but who was he confronting at the moment? The strongest World-Honored One of the Chan Sect, Fahai. Even the slightest slackening of his mind and spirit could be lethal, let alone him being more than just distracted.

By the time he shielded Zhao Qingxue behind him and turned back, Fahai's sneer was clearly visible. The Buddha's light from the golden staff engulfed Hou Yuxiao's body in an instant, even including the giant phantom of the Ape Demon behind him.

"River Lord, Wuwei King, and the people of Ziqing Holy Sect, where are they? Why haven't they come out? Do these people really want to watch me and Zhao Qingxue die here together?" Hou Yuxiao cried desperately in his heart. He could say that so far, everything had been within his expectations, except for Fahai's strength, which exceeded his anticipation, and at this moment, he smelt the scent of death, yet those three parties had not shown themselves to help.

No, no, no!

This is wrong.

If Hexi falls into enemy hands, then Tongtian Prefecture, Wuwei King, and Ziqing Holy Sect will all have to face Leiyin Temple directly; they definitely won't sit by and watch me be killed; and as for Qingxue, with her relationship with Moxuzi as close as a father and daughter, being the disciple of Heavenly Mystery Dao Venerate Wei Xuheng, and having ties with the Zhao Clan of Qinjian Villa, Ziqing Holy Sect would not let her die.

Besides, being killed on the journey to a martial union, Ziqing Holy Sect cannot afford to lose face.

In Hou Yuxiao's mind, there were ten thousand reasons why the three families would send someone to save him.

But why, until now, have they still not appeared...

The Ape Demon Martial Spirit behind Hou Yuxiao had been beaten by Fahai to under a hundred zhang, its aura withering away to the extreme, with blood seeping from his seven orifices and his pupils suffused with red. His Sub-saintly cultivation of Martial Dao, gained through benevolent deeds, was rapidly falling.

He was driven back by Fahai's Golden Dragon Zen Staff, retreating for ten li, dozens of li, even beyond the hundred li outside of Wanglong Mountain; despite this, he was still using his body to shield Zhao Qingxue and with the little cultivation he had left, was desperately protecting her.

It was unclear whether Fahai was not deliberately targeting her, or if Hou Yuxiao was just protecting her exceptionally well.

Despite such a great battle, Zhao Qingxue's red bridal veil hadn't fallen off yet.

Through the red veil, Zhao Qingxue looked at Hou Yuxiao standing in front of her with adoration, palpitations, reluctance, emotion, relief, and even a hint of indifference in her eyes... She reached out gently to stroke Hou Yuxiao's back, and the last expression on her face was one of ease and tenderness.

......

"World-Honored Fahai, could you do me a favor and show some mercy?"

The brief dozen breaths felt as long as a century to Hou Yuxiao.

Hearing a voice, realizing that someone had finally taken action, Hou Yuxiao felt the joy of a narrow escape, but deep down, he was somewhat disappointed, because the person who intervened was not from any of the three families he had planned on.

A figure in black armor stood before him, the very middle-aged man who had appeared silently in his room last night while crossing the river, who claimed to hate the Zhao Clan to the bone, yet had a deep connection with Zhao Qingxue.

The deep connection with Zhao Qingxue was something that Hou Yuxiao had just realized.

Because at the moment the middle-aged man's voice rose, he clearly felt Zhao Qingxue, standing behind him, jolt violently.

"Lin Xuangan, you're actually still alive?" Fahai, the World-Honored One, recognized the middle-aged man!

Lin Xuangan, that name sounded somehow familiar...

Hou Yuxiao quickly searched through his memories for information related to this name.