You Have No Sons Left

Chapter 14: You Have No Sons Left

"Add ten years of cultivation to the Glazed Treasure Body!"

Wei Fan chose to enhance this body-tempering martial art first.

Body-tempering martial arts differed from True Qi cultivation methods; one could cultivate several at once.

Of course, ordinary people would not do so. Body-tempering martial arts were difficult to begin with, and mastering even one was no easy task. Hardly anyone cultivated more than one simultaneously.

But Wei Fan was different.

"I wonder how great the benefits are from cultivating two body-tempering arts at the same time."

The panel began to flicker:

Ten years of cultivation deducted

You already have one body-tempering martial art at mastery. Your body is exceptionally tough. With one year of cultivation, the Glazed Treasure Body breaks through to the fourth level.

With two years of cultivation, the Glazed Treasure Body reaches the fifth level. At this point, you discover that this martial art is far more difficult to cultivate than the Iron Body Skill. Only with medicinal ingredients can progress be rapid. Unfortunately, you cannot find the corresponding herbs and can only grind away with time. Fortunately, you have the foundation of the Iron Body Skill, so your progress is not too slow.

With seven years of cultivation, the Glazed Treasure Body breaks through to the eighth level. The strength of one arm reaches thirteen thousand jin.

With ten years of cultivation, your Glazed Treasure Body reaches mastery. The strength of one arm reaches fifteen thousand jin.

Sure enough, mastering two body-tempering martial arts caused their gains in strength to stack.

However, the second body-tempering art only added half as much strength as the first.

"In other words, at the True Qi Realm, ten thousand jin is not the physical body's limit. If I find more body-tempering martial arts, my strength can continue to grow."

Having confirmed his guess, Wei Fan's spirits rose.

Before he surpassed True Qi Realm cultivation methods, body-tempering martial arts would be another means for him to increase his strength.

Though body-tempering martial arts were less effective against demons without flesh and blood, demons without physical bodies were rare as well. At any rate, he had yet to encounter one.

Wei Fan had been focused on adding cultivation to his martial arts and had no idea how long Tiger Six had carried him.

When he came back to himself, he saw a magnificent estate at the foot of the mountain ahead.

The estate had been built in extravagant splendor. Even in Cloud City, estates like this were rarely seen.

Not only was it lavishly constructed, but even its location and feng shui had clearly been chosen with great care. They must have invited a feng shui master to inspect it.

"Is that your home? You beasts imitate humans in everything, so why do you still eat humans?"

The estate was luxurious, but those living there were no good people. The entire place seemed to exude demonic aura.

"This does not really count as my home. I am not qualified to live here."

Tiger Six's tone carried some resentment.

Among his brothers, aside from those tiger demons who knew how to curry favor with the Tiger King, the others were not permitted to live here.

For instance, Tiger Nine, whom Wei Fan had killed first, had been driven out at only two or three years old and sent to live in Five Mile Village.

"Huh... Has someone arrived before me to slay demons and eliminate evil?"

As they drew closer to the estate, Wei Fan saw that its main gates had already been cleaved open. The gatekeepers lay dead on the steps, while the sounds of fighting rang out from within.

Tiger Six's expression changed. Carrying Wei Fan, he passed through the gates and saw numerous tiger demon and human corpses strewn along the way.

After running for a while longer, they finally saw people in an open area.

A burly man nearly two meters tall, his face covered in a thick beard, wielded a Gold-Thread Great-Ring Saber as he fought a young man and woman. Both were very young, seemingly about Wei Fan's age.

The tall man's saber style was tyrannical and sweeping, and his strength was terrifying. Each time his blade came down, the young man and woman had to retreat several steps to dissipate its dreadful force.

"Not good—why is there another tiger demon!"

When Ning Xuan saw another tiger demon appear, with someone riding on its back, his heart jolted.

That brief distraction gave the Tiger King an opening to slash out with his saber.

In an instant, Ning Xuan felt sweetness rise in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.

"Ning Xuan!"

Su Xuerong cried out. After unleashing a streak of Sword Qi, she flashed forward and caught up to Ning Xuan as he flew back.

"We cannot kill the Tiger King. Run!"

Ning Xuan spat out another mouthful of blood and leaped onto the rooftop with Su Xuerong.

"They do not seem to be together!"

In midair, Su Xuerong looked back and discovered that the Tiger King had not pursued them. Instead, he had squared off against the man riding the tiger demon.

The two landed on the roof and did not continue fleeing.

"Who are you? You dare use my son as a mount. You have quite the nerve."

Gripping the Gold-Thread Great-Ring Saber, the Tiger King looked down at Wei Fan with a lofty gaze.

"Father, save me! He is Wei Fan, the one who killed Ninth Brother! Eldest Brother and the others have all been killed. Only your son survived!"

Tiger Six shouted from beneath Wei Fan, trying to carry him closer to the Tiger King.

Splurt!

Blood sprayed as the enormous tiger head flew into the air.

Wei Fan leaped from Tiger Six's back and landed steadily on the ground.

Tiger demon slain. Sixteen years of cultivation gained.

"Why rush to your death?"

Tiger Six's body collapsed, urgency still lingering in his eyes. He had thought that once they reached home, the Tiger King would save him.

Yet until the moment Wei Fan severed his head, the Tiger King had remained where he was, with no intention of saving him at all.

"Good kill!"

"Acting as a human's mount and bringing an enemy here—if you had not killed such trash, I would have killed him myself."

Though his biological son had died before his eyes, it was not as though he felt nothing. His gaze toward Wei Fan became even colder than before.

"A beast is a beast. Even an ant clings to life. What is wrong with him wanting to live? As a father, you could not even protect your son—what right do you have to condemn him?"

Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong exchanged a glance. This man was rather shameless.

He spoke of how even ants clung to life, yet his hand had shown no mercy as he sliced off the tiger's head.

He had killed the man's son right in front of him, then turned around and lectured him for not being fit to be a father.

Both of them relaxed. It seemed this man who had ridden in on a tiger demon was here to kill the Tiger King as well. Now they would see whether he actually had the ability.

A cold glint surfaced in the Tiger King's eyes. "Hmph! Among my tiger clan, the strong survive and the weak perish. Once they reach adulthood, they no longer need their parents' protection. I have so many sons—how could I protect every last one?"

"You have no sons left."

Wei Fan pointed at Tiger Six's corpse. "Did you not hear what he said? All those sons you sent out have been killed by me."

The Tiger King visibly froze. Only then did he realize that the man before him had killed not only his sixth son, but also his ninth son from earlier, along with the eldest, second, third, fourth, and fifth sons he had sent out today.

He counted carefully. Wei Fan had killed seven of his sons in total.

The other two had just been killed by someone else, so he truly did not have a single son left.

"I have no sons?"

At last, a trace of grief appeared on the Tiger King's face, immediately followed by fury.

"Good riddance. They were all useless trash. After killing you, I can just sire a few more."

Thick demonic power surged from his body, stirring gusts of demonic wind. He raised the Gold-Thread Great-Ring Saber high and brought it crashing down at Wei Fan.

True Qi exploded beneath Wei Fan's feet, and his body instantly evaded the Tiger King's strike.

"He is only at the True Qi Ninth Level. Has he come here to die?"

A True Qi Ninth Level martial artist coming to kill a True Qi Realm demon—was that not courting death?

A Great Demon of the True Qi Realm was no longer like those minor demons of the initial realm, merely larger in size with useless innate abilities.

Such Great Demons of the True Qi Realm possessed might comparable to martial artists in the Aperture Opening Realm. They had true demonic power, and their innate abilities carried genuine destructive force.

The two of them were Aperture Opening Realm experts, yet both had been defeated by this tiger demon.

"A mastery-level Heavenly Gang Blood Burning Saber?"

Ning Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, as though he had witnessed something unbelievable.

A saber aura two or three meters long slashed forward, and the demonic aura around the Tiger King melted away like snowflakes.

Bang!

The indestructible Heavenly Gang Qi directly severed the Tiger King's Gold-Thread Great-Ring Saber, carving a wound across his body where flesh rolled open.

"Roar!"

The Tiger King let out a miserable roar. A plume of green smoke rose from his chest as the flesh around the wound instantly cooked.

The bone-deep agony made him unable to stop himself from roaring.