Lu Family Annihilated

Lu Family Annihilated

At the Lu residence, Steward Lu had not slept well lately. He had heard that the blood offerings that should have been sent to the Mountain Imp had somehow all survived.

Meanwhile, all of his men had died.

He was not afraid of those blood offerings. They were merely a pack of useless trash who had never become cultivators. What worried him was the mysterious cultivator who had killed the Mountain Imp.

According to the captured hunters, that cultivator was quite young.

But he himself was already bent with age, no match for a young cultivator in battle. This was also the flaw of the Spirit Platform path: unless one formed a Golden Core, one's qi and blood would continuously decline with the passing years. Yellow Court cultivators, on the other hand, grew more monstrous with age.

That was why, despite being at the Second Layer, he had not dared to fight the newly transformed Mountain Imp.

He still wanted to live a few more years.

"A Gai, have all the things been prepared?" Steward Lu asked his butler.

The butler answered respectfully, "Everything is ready. I had skilled men carry them. Even if it's a cultivator, he'll have to shed a layer of skin if he doesn't die."

"Good, good." Steward Lu nodded slightly. "How is Eldest doing?"

Having lived to such an age, he naturally had children. His eldest son was also the most promising of them, serving in the city as a First Layer cultivator.

To deal with that unknown cultivator coming to seek revenge, Steward Lu naturally had to summon his eldest son to handle it.

"He is waiting with the mistress," the butler said.

"That boy only thinks about his mother and never looks at his old man." Steward Lu snorted softly. He seemed displeased, but the smile at the corner of his lips showed just how delighted he was.

"Come, let's go take a look as well." Steward Lu rose to his feet.

"Yes." The butler followed.

In one of the Lu residence's courtyards, a short figure carrying a long spear suddenly sprang out from a well.

He landed without a sound. Lin Le sharpened his hearing and listened to the noises around him.

His feet shifted, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Le had flown onto a rooftop. Looking toward a certain spot, he saw a middle-aged man chatting cheerfully with an old woman. Several young men and women stood nearby, dressed like young masters and young ladies.

One of the young masters was idly looking around when he happened to spot Lin Le on the roof. Seeing the long spear on his back and his coarse linen clothes, he knew Lin Le was not one of their own and shouted, "Who goes there?!"

At that shout, everyone looked toward the young master.

It was precisely because of that instinctive reaction that they saw a streak of golden light fly through the air and smash into the young master's head.

Bang!

That Lu Family descendant's head instantly burst apart like a watermelon, spraying blood and flesh over the people around him.

Everyone froze. None of them had expected someone to dare commit murder in their home in broad daylight.

But the truth was, someone did dare—and he dared greatly.

Lu Yong, the Lu Family's eldest son, was the first to react. He reached for his saber, only to grab empty air.

He froze, then remembered that he had not brought his saber.

Although Steward Lu feared that an unknown cultivator might come seeking revenge, Lu Yong was not particularly afraid. He worked for the county magistrate in Bailian County. So long as anyone made inquiries, who in the underworld would not give him some face?

If that cultivator wanted revenge, he would surely investigate the Lu Family first. Once he did, the rest would be no more than a matter of compensation. There was no need to fight to the death.

So Lu Yong had not carried his weapon with him.

But Lin Le only wanted their lives.

In the instant Lu Yong was stunned, Lin Le had already reached him. His spear thrust out, swift as lightning.

Sky-Breaking!

"Y-you—"

Before Lu Yong could shout, Lin Le's spear had already pierced through his throat.

24 points of merit and 10 points of killing karma entered the Inner Realm.

He was actually a First Layer cultivator.

Lin Le was slightly surprised. He had thought there would only be third-limit Martial Masters.

Without paying it any mind, Lin Le continued his slaughter.

Lu Yong had been the strongest fighter in this courtyard. Naturally, the rest were no match for Lin Le.

Hearing cries of grief and panic from not far away, Steward Lu, who was heading over, changed expression at once and charged forward with explosive speed, not looking at all like a man of seventy or eighty.

When he rushed to the courtyard gate, he happened to see Lin Le spear an old woman to death.

"A Xiu!" Steward Lu cried out in grief at the sight.

Lin Le pulled out his spear and turned to look at Steward Lu. His expression was utterly indifferent, without the slightest guilt at having killed an old woman.

Steward Lu's body began to tremble. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Lin Le. "What grudge do I have with you? What hatred? Must you kill my whole family before you're satisfied?!"

Lin Le walked toward him step by step, then suddenly tilted his head. "Hm. Was it fun?"

Those words completely ignited Steward Lu. True qi burst from his body as he roared, "I'll kill you!"

His fist shot out like a dragon, and his true qi flew forth like a dragon as well, crashing savagely toward Lin Le.

Lin Le slashed his spear downward, sending out a streak of crimson true qi.

Sunset!

Whoosh!

Like a hot knife slicing through butter, the crimson true qi easily cleaved through Steward Lu's true qi and struck him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Steward Lu was blasted twenty or thirty meters away, smashing through stone walls and wooden railings along the way.

Armor?

Lin Le watched Steward Lu struggle to rise in the distance. The thought flashed through his mind, but his feet did not stop. In merely two or three steps, he had already flown to Steward Lu's side.

His spear flashed like lightning, stabbing straight at Steward Lu's head.

As the rapidly expanding shadow filled his vision, Steward Lu instinctively screamed:

"Spare me!"

Squelch!

The spear pierced straight through his head.

That's all a Second Layer had? He wasn't even as good as that dog Cai.

Lin Le pulled out his spear, rather surprised. It seemed he needed a more accurate assessment of his own strength.

He turned toward the trembling butler.

When the butler saw Lin Le turn to look at him, he immediately dropped to his knees. "Hero, spare me! Hero, spare me! I'm only a—"

Bang! A headless corpse fell to the ground as Lin Le impassively withdrew the Universe Ring.

After searching Steward Lu's body, Lin Le stripped off a suit of jet-black soft armor.

After examining the marks on it, he found that his earlier Sunset strike had only left a shallow dent.

He poured true qi into it and sensed that it was a low-grade artifact with three minor restrictions.

Without any hesitation, Lin Le put it on.

He pricked up his ears to listen, then continued killing. Along the way, several Martial Masters tried to shoot him with crossbows, but he dealt with them first using the Universe Ring.

Picking up one of the crossbows, Lin Le tested it. With a sharp whistling sound, the arrow pierced through a stone pillar.

If ordinary First or Second Layer cultivators tried to take that with their bodies, they likely would not have an easy time of it.

After playing with it for a moment, Lin Le tossed it aside. He knew the thing was worth quite a bit, but his storage pouch could not hold any more.

After killing everyone he believed deserved to die, Lin Le examined the Inner Realm of his Inner Vision Divine Ability:

Current Human Dao merit: 134 points, Earthly Dao merit: 25 points, killing karma: 124 points.

After knocking on the well nine times, Qingli emerged from its bottom. Without Lin Le needing to say anything, she automatically blew out a breath and gathered up the valuable items in the Lu residence.

Leaving aside the silver and cash, Lin Le and Qingli split the medicinal herbs and pills between them and ate them. The most valuable items were a long saber and a gourd, both low-grade artifacts.

Lin Le planned to sell the long saber, but he kept the gourd for himself.

Though the gourd was not a spatial artifact, it could automatically gather spiritual qi and cultivate a gourdful of spiritual water. There was not much of it, but it was perfect for quenching thirst in daily life.