Seeking Revenge

The sun and moon rotated.

A full day passed, and Old Man Xiang finally consolidated his realm.

He completely stabilized the previously fluctuating Magic Power in his Dantian.

Now, he was a genuine Qi Condensation Third Layer Qi Cultivator.

Old Man Xiang boiled two large pots of water, poured them into a wooden tub, and took a good bath.

He washed away the impurities on the surface of his skin.

Because of the Marrow Cleansing that came with becoming a Qi Cultivator, internal impurities were expelled from his pores like mud, sticking to his skin and clothes, smelling as foul as ditch mud.

The moon hung high, and the old crow was drowsy.

Old Man Xiang changed into new robes. He also trimmed the wick of the oil lamp, which he had previously been reluctant to light brightly to save money, making it much brighter.

He ground the ink and picked up the brush from the shelf on his desk.

He spread out the Xuan paper and bent over the desk to write a letter.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Old Man Xiang finished writing, blew on it, folded the letter, and put it away.

Afterward, Old Man Xiang cleaned the inside and outside of the house and also repaired the graves of his wife and son in the backyard.

After thinking about it, he still dug up his wife and son.

If he died and this house was bought by someone else, it would disturb his wife and son resting in the courtyard.

So early in the morning, Old Man Xiang found Shizhu.

Shizhu picked up his Waist Knife and was about to follow Old Man Xiang out immediately.

However, Old Man Xiang dissuaded him, shaking his head and saying, "I have already entered the Xiantian Realm. If I succeed, so be it. If I fail, I will still fight to the death to kill the mastermind."

"But now I have a major task to entrust to you."

"Head Xiang, tell me," Shizhu looked at Old Man Xiang with a solemn expression.

Breaking through to the Xiantian Realm should have been a happy occasion, but now he had to act like this.

Old Man Xiang said frankly, "If I go to seek revenge and die outside, you must help me bury my wife and son."

"Here is all my worldly possessions. I'm leaving them all to you."

Shizhu quickly declined, pressing down on Old Man Xiang's outstretched hand, shaking his head and saying, "Head Xiang, you mustn't. I, Shizhu, am not coveting your possessions or silver."

"I know, but it's very important."

"It's truly extremely important."

Without explanation, Old Man Xiang stuffed the items into Shizhu's hand, his expression sincere.

"Inside are a Silk Pouch and a Secret Letter. If I die, you open the Silk Pouch, take out something I hid, and give the Secret Letter and the item together to the Heir of Marquis Jing'an."

Old Man Xiang spoke very seriously.

His sincerity moved Shizhu.

With tears in his eyes, he agreed, "Okay!"

"Thus, I have no worries."

Old Man Xiang turned and left.

Shizhu watched Old Man Xiang leave, clutching the Cloth Bag in his hand, and locked the door.

Old Man Xiang walked towards the Marquis Jing'an Estate.

It was the Chen Hour, when the sky was clear and the morning sun was rising.

Chen Hour, the dragon leaps from the abyss.

Xue Yi, holding a Long Saber, stopped Old Man Xiang as he walked into the Marquis Mansion: "You're here."

Old Man Xiang's expression was normal, he faced it calmly, and didn't even touch the Waist Knife hanging on his waist: "I should have come long ago."

"I sympathize with you greatly, but the noble in the Marquis Mansion cannot die."

Xue Yi drew his Long Saber, his expression slightly dim.

He had already learned from Wen Yue about the changes that had occurred in Old Man Xiang's home. After investigating, it turned out that the Second Branch of the Marquis Mansion had instructed the Butler.

No wonder when he first met Old Man Xiang, he felt that this person had ill intentions.

The second time, he even carried killing intent, full of murderous intent.

He should have had the opportunity to kill Old Man Xiang, but because the Heir Apparent needed people, Xue Yi endured it.

And he brought Old Man Xiang to where the Heir Apparent was.

Unexpectedly, Old Man Xiang came to the Marquis Mansion again today.

"I know I can't persuade you, but doing this will make things difficult for the Heir Apparent."

Xue Yi exhaled a long breath, his breathing coordinating with the rhythm of his body. The Long Saber pointed directly at Old Man Xiang: "Have you forgotten who saved the lives of your entire family, old and young?"

Old Man Xiang's face revealed madness.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Just paying with my life!"

"I owe the Heir Apparent, and I will pay it back."

He had endured for a full month.

Anyone who blocked him would die.

The unspoken meaning in his words was more than obvious.

He would repay the favor he owed, but not by sacrificing the lives of his wife and children.

Someone needed to pay the price for this matter.

It was for the Heir Apparent's sake, and because Xue Yi had inadvertently spared him last time, that he hadn't erupted and killed immediately.

He had already shown enough respect.

He only hoped Xue Yi wouldn't be foolish enough to not know what was good for him.

"I've prepared everything."

"You can't stop me."

Old Man Xiang reached for his waist knife, bloodshot eyes surging with a rapidly dissipating malicious aura.

Xue Yi laughed. Old Man Xiang was far too arrogant.

Even if he had stabilized his Viscera Refining Realm, Old Man Xiang was absolutely no match for him.

Their previous encounter was enough to prove everything.

How much could change in a month?

He said that merely because he didn't want to kill Old Man Xiang himself, which would be akin to severing the Heir Apparent's arm.

But since Old Man Xiang had made up his mind, Xue Yi would simply grant his wish.

It was better to eliminate those harboring killing intent sooner rather than later.

Bang.

Old Man Xiang moved.

The exact same starting stance as last time.

But the moment Old Man Xiang moved, Xue Yi's face changed drastically.

Too fast.

So fast that even he, a first-rate Viscera Refining master honed in the army, couldn't react in time.

It was clearly the exact same move as last time.

He saw it, but his body couldn't keep up with the reaction.

"Clang."

He barely managed to raise his long saber to parry.

Sparks flew, and at the same time, Xue Yi was sent flying by a heavy force.

It was like being struck by a ferocious exotic beast.

He flew back several yards.

He slammed heavily against the wall.

The impact made him vomit a mouthful of fresh blood, and intense pain shot through his internal organs.

Blood gushed from his mouth, and Xue Yi lay on the ground, unable to stand up at all.

Both his arms were completely numb from the blow, leaving him powerless and unable to grip the long saber that had fallen beside him.

This reminded him of an unnamed exotic beast he had encountered after breaking through to the Viscera Refining Realm years ago – it had the head of an eagle and the body of a bear, as fast as lightning, yet possessing boundless strength.

Xue Yi was inexplicably horrified. He didn't know what had gone wrong, why he had become so weak.

Suddenly looking up, he understood!

It wasn't that he was weak; it was that Old Man Xiang had become stronger.

Much stronger than he was now.

"You're not Viscera Refining."

"Xiantian?"

"You've broken through to the Xiantian Realm!"

Xue Yi, still趴 on the ground, stared intently at Old Man Xiang. It looked like a question, but it was more like he was seeking an answer.

Old Man Xiang walked past Xue Yi, slowly sheathing his waist knife: "Yes, and no."

He had broken through to the Xiantian Realm, but because his Internal Qi was abundant, he had simultaneously converted it into Magic Power while breaking through to Xiantian, becoming a Qi Cultivator.

This was what was commonly referred to as an Immortal Master in the mortal world.

With his current physical strength, let alone Xue Yi being a first-rate Viscera Refining master, even if Xue Yi broke through to the Xiantian Realm, he would absolutely be no match for him.

This is the difference between a cultivator and a mortal.

With Magic Power protecting the body, mundane poisons are useless, and weapons of war cannot break through the defense.

As long as their Magic Power is not exhausted, no matter how many martial arts experts there are, they cannot surround and kill a Qi Cultivator.

A muffled sound like a clap of thunder startled the Marquis Mansion awake in the early morning.

The Marquis Mansion guards were all dispatched, drawing their weapons and facing Old Man Xiang directly.

Old Man Xiang's expression didn't change in the slightest. He strolled leisurely past the guards.

The battle formation the guards had formed was scattered, and those holding weapons stumbled and fell to the ground in disarray.

Servants gathered, and maids panicked.

Pushing and shouting.

The originally quiet Marquis Mansion suddenly became a chaotic mess.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Marquis Mansion!"

The Old Marquis finally appeared, holding a weapon, clad in armor, and drawing his sword to confront him.

Suddenly seeing Old Man Xiang's face clearly, the Old Marquis couldn't help but be astonished.

He roughly knew about the Heir Apparent's forces. Although this person in front of him only had one arm left, he was still the person he recognized.

The old Butler trembled as he blocked the Marquis.

"Centurion Xiang?" the Marquis asked again.

Old Man Xiang walked past the Marquis.

"Boom."

A single saber strike shattered the courtyard gate.

As the courtyard gate broke open, it also revealed the people from the Second Branch inside.

The Butler, servants, and maids.

And the pale-faced woman in embroidered silk who was surrounded, and the Second Branch young master with red lips and white teeth who was trembling with fear.

Old Man Xiang gripped his Waist Knife tightly, gritting his teeth, his face ferocious: "Over a month ago, the Second Branch of the Marquis Jing'an Estate instructed the Butler to have the Wild Dog Gang beat my son until he was crippled and paralyzed in bed."

"Today, I am only here to seek revenge on the main culprits. Those who block me will die."

Enemies meeting made their eyes turn red with rage. Old Man Xiang strode closer.

Holding his Long Saber, he pointed at the woman from the Marquis Mansion's Second Branch: "I only ask you, why?"