Chapter 340: The Zhang Family Completely Annihilated

The gold-handed Elder nearby saw the Middle-aged Man die and immediately panicked, especially upon seeing the three youths attacking nearby, all of whom had Martial Ancestor cultivation; he felt a chill run through his entire body, his soul trembling in fear.

The Feather Transformation Sect Disciple in the white long gown no longer hesitated; seizing the opportunity, he launched a fierce assault.

"Ah!" The distracted Elder was no match for the Feather Transformation Sect Disciple; he was pierced through the heart by a thin sword and fell dead on the spot.

"The Patriarch is dead, everyone is dead!" Seeing the Middle-aged Man and the Elder die, the entire Zhang family caravan fell into chaos. Many Martial Artists stopped caring about their families and fled for their lives.

Several Feather Transformation Sect Disciples flashed forward, chasing after the Zhang family caravan. The Sect Master had said to leave none alive, so they strictly executed the Sect Master's orders.

The entire Zhang family caravan no longer had any Martial Ancestor experts; they were no match for these youths, and even if they wanted to run, they had no chance.

This was a valley. Several Disciples blocked the path out of the valley, leaving these people with no way to heaven and no door to the earth, and they were quickly slaughtered to the last person.

"Sect Master, these are the Zhang family's assets." The Disciple in the white long gown held a ring in his hand and handed it to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming waved his hand: "You all divide it amongst yourselves!"

"Thank you, Sect Master."

Qin Ming nodded and said: "Do you know the flaws in your martial arts?"

"Disciple knows." The Disciple who had just fought against the Middle-aged Man stepped forward and replied, "Disciple should not have been intimidated by that person's Aura; I should have utilized my speed to kill him instead of fighting him head-on."

"Not bad." Qin Ming smiled, "The moment you start fighting, you forget all the experience Elder Jue taught you. You use thin swords, and the movement techniques and Cultivation Techniques you practice are all focused on speed."

"Strength is your weakness, so you were fighting using your weaknesses against others' strengths, which is why it was such a struggle."

"Furthermore, you have too little combat experience. Being intimidated by a simple Aura is truly inexcusable."

The Disciples lowered their heads, feeling ashamed.

They were all Cultivating Heaven-Rank Spirit Skills and Heaven Grade Cultivation Techniques; logically speaking, wiping out these two Martial Ancestors should have been easy.

But the reality was that these two Martial Ancestors almost defeated them; they had truly failed to live up to the Sect Master's cultivation.

"Alright, cheer up." Qin Ming looked at their ashamed expressions and knew they had learned their lesson, so he encouraged them: "You simply lack combat experience. In a while, I will arrange for you to go to the Ziyun Mountain Range for training. By then, your combat experience will gradually increase."

Hearing Qin Ming's encouragement, these youths perked up.

"Come to think of it, I feel a bit ashamed; you are all just youths, yet you have to stain your hands with blood." Qin Ming looked at the Zhang family members lying in pools of blood, their corpses scattered everywhere, with severed limbs and broken bodies all around.

"Not at all." A youth stepped forward and looked at Qin Ming with burning eyes, saying, "Sect Master, we are doing this willingly."

"Our village was destroyed by Bandits, and we watched our loved ones die before our eyes. We have long known the cruelty of this world."

"These people all harbor evil intentions and deserve to die."

Qin Ming nodded. These youths all had tragic experiences and a clear understanding of the world, knowing that it was a place of survival of the fittest.

"Have you avenged your grudges?"

These people's parents were all killed by Bandits and human traffickers. Now that they had the ability, they should have taken revenge with their own hands.

"Thank you for your concern, Sect Master; we have already avenged our blood feuds." A youth replied respectfully. As early as when the first Disciple in the Sect advanced to Martial Ancestor, they had begun investigating news of their enemies.

Once they found out information about their enemies, they swarmed them, wiped out those human traffickers, and even saved many youths.

These youths were not as lucky as them. Because the Sect Master did not tell them to continue accepting Disciples, they did not bring the youths back to the Sect, nor did they even tell them about the Feather Transformation Sect; they simply gave them some Spirit Stones and let them find their own way to survive.

They also knew that if the Sect wanted to recruit youths, it would be extremely simple. Countless people with Talent but no resources wanted to join their Sect, but the Sect Master wouldn't even pay them any mind.

Only at this moment did they realize how lucky they had been back then.