Slaughter!

The rear courtyard of Fang Manor, Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

As the only Young Master of the Fang family, Fang Jian Xing's room was naturally extravagantly luxurious. Its carved beams and painted rafters, floors paved with green jade slabs, and bed made of red sandalwood all radiated the word luxury.

On the bed, Fang Jian Xing held a bewitchingly graceful woman in his arms and teased her.

"Eighteenth Mistress, do you like the old master more, or me?"

This woman was none other than the Fang family head's eighteenth concubine, Shen Hongyue, whom he had taken into the family years ago.

Shen Hongyue giggled coquettishly. "Of course I like Young Master! Your ferocious performance a few days ago still lingers in my mind. It's just that some little thief interrupted our fun. Haven't you found that little thief yet?"

"He's merely a rebellious servant. Why bother with him? Come, let's continue enjoying ourselves."

"My Young Master, don't joke around. Until that servant is dead, I can never sleep soundly. I can't even eat..."

Shen Hongyue grumbled inwardly, You're that old bastard's only son, so of course you aren't afraid. But I'd absolutely die without a burial place!

Fang Jian Xing stroked Shen Hongyue's cheek and leered. "Lately, some lowlifes have dared to provoke the Fang family. Once I've dealt with them, I'll naturally hunt down that rebellious servant with all my strength and kill him to vent your anger, Eighteenth Mistress!"

"My Young Master is the best to me." Shen Hongyue beamed and threw herself into Fang Jian Xing's arms.

"What cultivation technique is the old master practicing? Why does he need so many unmarried young girls?" Shen Hongyue suddenly raised her head curiously.

A look of longing appeared on Fang Jian Xing's face. "Father happened to obtain a divine technique. It needs the Pure Yin energy of young girls to assist in cultivation before it can reach Great Accomplishment. If he succeeds, our Fang family will also have a place among Jizhou's Noble Families!"

Shen Hongyue's heart leaped with joy. "Then won't I become a Noble Family's mistress?"

She didn't care at all what sort of technique required the Pure Yin energy of young girls. Instead, she was already imagining how glorious her life would be if she could become the young mistress of a noble and powerful family.

In this world where martial arts flourished, martial strength was the truth of the world. Skin, flesh, tendon, and bone were merely the foundation of martial arts. Only a family with a powerhouse beyond the Bone Forging Realm had the qualifications to be called a Noble Family.

Noble Families ruled the realm jointly with the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Great Zhou imperial clan itself was the most powerful Noble Family!

"Of course it's true. When the time comes, I'll beg Father to bestow you upon me. Then we won't have to sneak around anymore."

A smile inevitably surfaced on Shen Hongyue's face. She leaned even closer into Fang Jian Xing's arms. "That would be wonderful."

Shen Hongyue had gotten involved with Fang Jian Xing partly because she couldn't bear the loneliness, and partly because she had submitted to his lecherous might. Every day, she had lived in fear, terrified that the Fang family head would find out. Now that there was hope of no longer sneaking around, she was naturally delighted.

Moreover, becoming a Noble Family Young Master's concubine would mean boundless prospects.

Suddenly, their tender moment was interrupted.

A maid came running in, gasping for breath.

"Young Master, something terrible happened! That rebellious servant has come back, and he even killed Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, who were guarding the gate..."

The maid had hurried to report to Fang Jian Xing as soon as Chu Feng charged in, so she hadn't seen him slaughtering his way through everyone.

As for the servants who had witnessed Chu Feng's terrifying strength, they had long since been scared witless. How would they dare take the same path as him?

"What? That rebellious servant who stole my Golden hairpin actually dared to come back?"

Shen Hongyue's expression brightened. She had been on tenterhooks this entire time, and now that the rebellious servant had sought his own death, she was both shocked and delighted.

She feared that he would expose her relationship with Fang Jian Xing, yet was also thrilled that she had finally been given a chance to eliminate the thorn in her heart.

Her thoughts churned chaotically as she said to Fang Jian Xing, "Young Master, you must help me vent my anger! That rebellious servant stole my beloved possession. I've been so angry I haven't been able to sleep for days."

Fang Jian Xing looked unconcerned. In his eyes, Chu Feng was merely an ordinary family servant and not worth taking seriously.

He smiled and said, "Fine. I'll help my little mother vent this anger!"

As he spoke, Fang Jian Xing deliberately raised his tone on the words "little mother."

Seeing Shen Hongyue's bashful expression, Fang Jian Xing burst out laughing. He thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of breaking through taboos.

Neither of them cared in the slightest about the two family servants who had died at the gate. In their eyes, the lives of servants were no different from livestock, utterly worthless.

"How interesting. I really want to see exactly what gave this brat the courage to come back."

Fang Jian Xing grew interested as well. He rose and walked outside.

"I'll go take a look too." Shen Hongyue was curious as well.

The two of them strolled leisurely toward the outer courtyard, like guests who had arranged to watch an acrobat troupe.

But after walking a few steps, they found the enormous courtyard completely deserted. Only then did they sense that something was wrong.

When they were finally nearing the outer courtyard, Fang Jian Xing saw a guard covered in blood.

His body lay at the roadside in a bizarre posture. Every bone in his body had been shattered, leaving him like a heap of mud.

"Ah!"

Shen Hongyue let out a terrified scream. As a woman who had always remained within a grand household, where could she have seen such a bloody scene? She immediately clung to Fang Jian Xing, trembling.

"Xing'er, run..."

Suddenly, a feeble voice drifted over from the distance.

Fang Jian Xing and Shen Hongyue looked up and saw a handsome young man standing in the middle of the moon gate on the bluestone road.

Blood slowly dripped down his fair face. His eyes curved faintly like crescent moons, brimming with a smile.

In his hand was a ten-foot-long Mò Dāo. Its tip was impaling a luxuriously dressed, middle-aged woman who was looking wistfully toward Fang Jian Xing.

"Mother! First Madam!"

Fang Jian Xing and Shen Hongyue cried out simultaneously.

Fang Jian Xing flew into a rage and was about to charge forward and fight him to the death.

But suddenly, he sensed something amiss. Why had his mother told him to flee instead of calling for help?

"Where are Manager Wang and the two Attendants?"

Fang Jian Xing's face darkened, and his unease grew stronger.

Judging from Chu Feng's appearance, he must have broken in quite some time ago. Why had none of the Fang Manor's martial experts appeared?

"They've gone over there to wait for you, of course." Chu Feng smiled.

"Wait for me?"

Fang Jian Xing was momentarily dumbfounded. His body shot into the air as he prepared to rescue his mother first.

Then, while airborne, he saw the ground beyond the wall strewn with corpses.

The Fang family's steward of servants, the two Attendants, Yang Yu, and Lin Canghe—without exception, they all lay in pools of blood, dead with their eyes open!

Fang Jian Xing immediately understood Chu Feng's meaning and let out a furious roar.

"You dog bastard! How dare you kill members of my Fang family and harm my mother! I'll—"

His qi and blood surged throughout his body. Strands of green-jade-colored tendons bulged along his arms as he prepared to clash fiercely with Chu Feng.

Suddenly!

Fang Jian Xing, who had been about to charge forward, abruptly twisted around and fled madly along the path he had come from.

He wasn't an idiot. Chu Feng had been able to exterminate so many Fang family experts, so his strength was absolutely terrifying. On top of that, his mother had told him to run. Fang Jian Xing knew he definitely couldn't win!

"Young Master, wait for me..."

Shen Hongyue was dumbfounded too. What had he seen? Why had he fled without even fighting?

But she was quick-witted enough. Seeing Fang Jian Xing run, she immediately followed.

Chu Feng hadn't expected this brat to abandon even his own mother. With a casual motion, he flung the barely breathing Fang family's matriarch against the wall.

He raised his right hand. A sound split the air as the ten-foot-long Mò Dāo shot toward Fang Jian Xing like a sea-dragon surging from the ocean, trailing a howling wind.

The Mò Dāo had yet to arrive, but the terrifying might it carried already made Fang Jian Xing's hair stand on end.

He was merely an Early Tendon Transformation martial artist, with strength comparable to Manager Wang. The two Attendants had already died, so how could he still dare fight this man?

Fang Jian Xing's expression hardened. He then struck Shen Hongyue, who was following behind him, with a palm.

"Little mother, block it for me."

Shen Hongyue's face turned deathly pale, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Pfft..."

The Mò Dāo pierced through her chest. The terror on Shen Hongyue's face froze in place as her body thudded to its knees, lifeless.

[Killed two wicked women, Plunder Lifespan: one year!]

"What a ruthless bastard. Unfortunately, you won't escape."

Chu Feng leaped through the air and caught the Mò Dāo hurtling at tremendous speed.

Then he stomped heavily on the ground. A footprint an inch deep appeared in the bluestone slab. The powerful burst of force sent Chu Feng shooting after Fang Jian Xing like a cannonball.

Seeing this, Fang Jian Xing ran even faster, cursing his parents for giving him two fewer legs at birth.

As for Shen Hongyue's death, it failed to stir the slightest ripple in his heart.

She was only a woman. As long as he remained alive, how many women could he have?