Chapter 515: Chapter 514: The Ruthless Noble Family
Blood splattered around like a storm of scarlet blossoms. By the time Xiahou Jinlun escaped from the radiance of swordplay, his body was covered with dozens of sword wounds of varying depths. The deepest ones revealed white bone, and the shallowest were half an inch deep, with flesh and blood blurred on the surface and menacing Sword Qi wreaking havoc within.
The Yi Sword Skill is unlike any other sword technique. Once ensnared within its trap, it is hard to escape, especially when the perpetrator is Shi Xiaole, whose perceptiveness has reached the level of the Divine Barrier Realm.
It could be said that even individuals stronger than Shi Xiaole would face defeat once caught in the grip of the Yi Sword Skill, unless their spiritual level was high enough, or their defense was strong enough.
"You dare to kill me in public?"
Xiahou Jinlun had never felt so powerless. Under Shi Xiaole’s swordplay, his pride and madness had been shattered, leaving only panic.
He did not want to die; his ambition, his goals were not yet met. He couldn’t possibly die here.
"You’re not even as good as Shi Hao."
With a swift thrust of Outer Heaven Flying Immortal, Shi Xiaole pierced through Xiahou Jinlun’s windpipe. Till his death, Jinlun’s face was still filled with a strong sense of unwillingness.
After killing Xiahou Jinlun, Shi Xiaole immediately charged at Ai Wenxiang. The latter’s condition was dire and he could fall at any moment.
"Azure Dragon Destroying World!"
Yan Wuwei unleashed his full strength, brandishing his weapon at Shi Xiaole. However, the azure glow barely erupted halfway before it was shattered inch by inch by another stream of azure sword light.
"Why are you interfering?"
Yan Wuwei bellowed.
"Wasn’t setting Shi Hao to ambush me a plan you all agreed upon?"
Shi Xiaole’s words left Yan Wuwei speechless.
The sword light in his hand incessant, Shi Xiaole embodied the lethal grace of a swordsman, and after a series of moves, he decapitated Yan Wuwei with a swift strike.
He wasn’t afraid of offending the Tianyan Sect behind Yan Wuwei. Regarding offending, ever since he disrupted the Array System, he had deeply offended several major superpowers. With or without the kills, the outcome was the same.
If it weren’t for Ai Wenxiang, perhaps Shi Xiaole would have chosen a different time to secretly eliminate some people.
"Wenxiang, have you forgotten our past? You were so happy under my care..."
Thump!
With Shi Xiaole’s help, Ai Wenxiang repelled Bai Xixi with a palm strike.
"Shi, it’s all your fault. You ruined the young master’s plans. From now on, there will be no place for you in this world or the next. You may as well know, I’m from Hell Gate, hahaha..."
Bai Xixi glared bitterly at Shi Xiaole and secretly sent him a message, apparently wanting to see fear in his eyes in her last moments. However, much to her disappointment, Shi Xiaole remained calm.
Hell Gate?
A chill ran down Shi Xiaole’s spine.
Among the top forces in the Flying Horse Dynasty, they speak of the ’Six Paths of the Demon Door,’ and Hell Gate is one of them. This power has countless followers, and during the great war between the righteous and the demonic six hundred years ago, it unleashed several bloodthirsty demonic leaders feared by gods and men alike.
However, in Shi Xiaole’s view, Bai Xixi likely wasn’t from the headquarters of Hell Gate, but more likely from the branch in Xuanwu State. How would the mighty Hell Gate headquarters send someone to assist Xiahou Jinlun in Xuanwu State?
Moreover, even if it were the headquarters of Hell Gate, Shi Xiaole had nothing to say. What’s done is done, what else was there to worry about?
With the deaths of Yan Wuwei and Bai Xixi, Yuan Qiusheng and Zhang Jingyi were thrown into chaos. Mo Changqing killed the former with one blow, and Ai Wenxiang shattered the heart pulse of the latter.
Just as the dust was settling, an illusory black palm print suddenly shot down brutally towards Shi Xiaole.
"I’ve been waiting for you."
Infinite Sword Qi erupted from his body, aggressively piercing the black palm print. The resulting brilliance engulfed the entire Array System space. The Sword Qi only lasted for less than a fifth of a blink before it was obliterated, with thirty percent of the palm force continuing to push forward.
However, waiting for it was Shi Xiaole’s Outer Heaven Flying Immortal.
The palm force dissipated, with the aid of the sword technique, Shi Xiaole shifted to the other side. Where he once stood, a sharp black claw materialized.
"Bastard!"
The face of the Shadow Lord was incredibly grim.
The killer blow he had prepared for so long was blocked just like that.
It was clear from their earlier clash that Shi Xiaole was not as powerful as Yu He, who had been enhanced by the Array System, but he was likely more troublesome than the latter.
"Junior Brother Shi, shall we join forces?"
After a deep look at Shi Xiaole, Yu He suggested.
"Sure."
The two young masters, launching their assaults simultaneously, immediately gained control of the situation, beating the Shadow Lord mercilessly.
The main point was that Shi Xiaole had locked onto the Shadow Lord with his spiritual power, allowing him to anticipate his moves one step ahead, hence his Flying Skill advantage could not come into play.
The three figures moved back and forth restlessly. After dozens of moves, the Shadow Lord was first hit by Yu He’s palm strike which made him spit out blood and seriously weakened him. Then his chest was pierced by Shi Xiaole’s sword, the sword qi destroying nearly one-third of his vitality.
However, coincidentally at this moment, the time limit of the Array System reached. The Shadow Lord’s eyes lit up, and his body, like a shadow, shifted several hundred meters in an instant with a bit of sunshine.
Swish!
A sword light had been waiting there. It sliced through the air like lightning, splattering a mist of fresh blood into the void, accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream.
"You little brat, I’ll remember you."
The black figure fades into the dark, vanishing from the sight of the crowd in mere moments, however, his commanding voice echoed ominously in the air for quite a while.
Shi Xiaole didn’t try to follow him.
Without Array System constraints in place, there was no way he could catch up with the Shadow Lord, for the latter came from a completely different level of reality.
Of course, Shi Xiaole didn’t really take the threats seriously either. He has heard too many similar threats before. The present Shadow Lord barely poses a threat, let alone in the future.
What should really concern the Shadow Lord was the intense reprisals from the major powers of Xuanwu State he would face soon.
"Xiaole, I owe you one. All my life, Ai WenXiang, I’ve never admired anyone, but you’re an exception."
A warm, large hand pats Shi Xiaole’s shoulder, and Ai WenXiang steps forward, laughing heartily.
Only twenty-four, yet possessing strength surpassing his own – there’s no telling where this young man’s future lies. Most importantly, he is a friend of Ai Family.
"Get up, sissy. You’re not dead yet."
After feeding Ye Lanzhi with a medicinal pill, Mo Changqing lifts her up abruptly. She cries out in pain, her face breaks out in cold sweat. Looking ahead, she exclaimed "Shi Bangshou, do you want to teach her a lesson after she openly defied you last time?"
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Mo Changqing grunted, giving her an icy, murderous stare.
"No wonder my brother lost to him."
Standing at a distance, Yu He’s heart pounds.
While others marveled at Shi Xiaole’s terrifying strength, what Yu He found even more astonishing was the rapid pace of the young man’s progress. Two weeks ago, he was confident he could defeat him. Now, it seemed, the roles had reversed.
In the Shuntian Capital, few can compete in terms of talent.
"Shi Xiaole is indeed formidable. Now everyone knows."
"He is truly an exceptional leader among the young generation in Shuntian. I have a feeling that someday, the name ’Shi Xiaole’ will echo across the Martial World."
"Hahaha, it’s too early to tell. But then, nobody knows what the future holds. We shall see."
Inside the Kuangyun City, countless disciples of top-level sects engaged in heated discussions, completely ignoring the four leaders and focusing on the young man in the middle.
Before long, the Southern Army of KuangHai City learned about the murder of Xiahou Jinlun and his comrades, and the spirit of the entire troupe was greatly shaken. At the command of a commander who was second only to the top five leaders, the army retreated back to KuangHai City on the same day.
The operation in Kuangyun City had been Xiahou Jinlun’s own obsessive idea; nobody really wanted to pick a fight with them.
As for KuangHai City’s leaders getting killed, who else aside from the students from the same sect would really care? For those at the top, they wouldn’t mind if they die, so they can take over their positions sooner.
Within a day, Shi Xiaole’s name spread across both major areas. What happened at the battle at the North Gate of Kuangyun City shocked various sects.
Xiahou Clan.
Thump!
A bearded old man with dark hair slams the table angrily, causing the atmosphere in the hall to become tense.
"Damn Shi Xiaole! He killed my son and must pay!"
Known as the Sunset Lord, he is the Ninth Elder of the Xiahou Clan. He is also Xiahou Jinlun’s maternal grandfather.
"Father, you must avenge my son’s death. He’s my only child."
A beautiful lady kneels in front of the Sunset Lord, weeping uncontrollably.
Martial artists in the Dragon Gate Realm live three times longer than average people. For some unknown reason, it’s much harder for them to have children than regular people.
It took the lady and her husband 30 years to have their only son, Xiahou Jinlun. They’d always cherished him due to his extraordinary talents. The sudden news of his death was a thunderbolt out of a clear sky.
She didn’t care about anything apart from the fact that her son was murdered, and the killer had to pay for it.
Sunset Lord closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was calm, and he said: "From today onwards, Xiahou Jinlun is no longer a member of the Xiahou Clan."
"What?"
The beautiful lady and her husband felt like the world was spinning around, they just stood there in a daze.
"Jinlun conspired with a lord-level expert, violated the rules of the sects, and committed a serious crime! I will definitely avenge him, but the top priority is to deal with the mess he left behind."
The Sunset Lord had many sons, all of whom were born in the Spiritual Passage Realm. He had more than one grandson, some of whom were quite young yet showed great promise. Although he was saddened by Xiahou Jinlun’s death, he didn’t lose his mind.
A moment later, a servant who had been serving the Sunset Lord came to report that the Clan Head had requested his presence. The Sunset Lord glanced at his daughter and son-in-law meaningfully and went on his way.
The couple exchanged glances, each feeling a chill creeping up their spine.
The big family is ruthless.
"Don’t worry, my dear. Even if the clan and my father refuse to take action, I won’t let Jinlun’s death go unavenged."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and then gently embraced his beautiful wife, comfortingly, "Don’t be too sad. We have a long life ahead. We still have a chance to have another child."
