Come! Let Me Show You a Father's Wrath!

[That night.]

[At Landlord Zhang's home in the county town, bloodlight soared into the sky.]

[An unknown demonic-path martial artist wore a mask bearing the Mahjong "Green Dragon" symbol on his head and wielded two kitchen cleavers, hacking his way from the front gate of Zhang Mansion to the back gate.]

[Then he hacked his way from the back gate to the front gate.]

[Back and forth, he made seven charges in and seven charges out, slaughtering all the way.]

[He did not even blink.]

[So much blood flowed from Zhang Mansion that it overflowed onto the street outside, dyeing a vast stretch red.]

[The next morning, people heading out to market were startled by the sea of blood and hurriedly reported it to the authorities.]

[When the constables entered the residence to investigate, the corpses carpeting the ground gave them quite a fright as well.]

[After serving for so many years, they had never seen such a massive murder case in a place like White Cloud County.]

[On the inner screen wall of Zhang Mansion, the constables found a line of bloody writing left by the killer:]

[The killer kills to speak for the people! Oppose land annexation, overthrow every reactionary bureaucrat and landlord class!]

[Everyone looked at one another, and for a time, it became a strange tale passed from mouth to mouth.]

[With the County Magistrate's help, Chen Yun and her daughter bought a new residence at a very cheap price, and even hired servants and guards.]

[With the County Magistrate looking after her, Third Sister's days ahead should no longer hold much hardship.]

[In addition, you left your niece Shen Jia a Martial Dao cultivation method and guided her cultivation for a time.]

[She had a High-Grade Bone Structure. If Shen Qingshan had not been taken away, she should have entered the Martial Dao long ago. Hopefully, it was not too late for her to begin cultivating now.]

[Afterward, you headed east and embarked on a new journey.]

[Year Thirty, age forty-eight.]

[As the number of Demon Souls increased, the Myriad Souls Banner's speed of feeding cultivation back to you recovered considerably.]

[Your cultivation broke through, reaching Soul Tempering, Second Tempering.]

[Year Thirty-One, age forty-nine.]

[Your cultivation broke through once more, reaching Soul Tempering, Third Tempering.]

[That year, you crossed Cangqiong Ridge, the boundary between the Central Plains and the Eastern Wilderness.]

[It was the mountain range that stretched the farthest from north to south within the Five Domains and had the highest average elevation.]

[Crossing this mountain range took you quite a bit of effort.]

[Fortunately, you had the Martial Dao realm of Soul Tempering Realm supporting you.]

[If you had been an ordinary person, you believed that no matter how skilled they were at mountain climbing, they could never have crossed this regional barrier that hung like a curtain of heaven.]

[You officially set foot upon the land of the Eastern Wilderness.]

[There was no imperial dynasty of the Central Plains here, no small nations of the Southern Border, and even less were there nomadic tribes from the Northern Territory.]

[Human traces were scarce. Everywhere you looked were towering ancient trees and deep mountain forests.]

[However, the Eastern Wilderness was not entirely devoid of people.]

[Some Martial Dao sects and Martial Dao clans settled in the Eastern Wilderness or maintained strongholds there.]

[Because martial artist factions needed "Spiritual Meridians."]

[In this world, "Spiritual Meridians" referred to places where Heaven and Earth Essence gathered. Cultivating in such places yielded twice the results with half the effort.]

[The Eastern Wilderness had many demons and lay close to the Great Wilderness. Not only were demon disasters frequent, but high-realm demons also appeared here.]

[Thus, ordinary small factions would not come here.]

[Those who dared settle in the Eastern Wilderness were all major factions, occupying the largest batch of Spiritual Meridians in the Eastern Wilderness.]

[For example, the Wuji Sword Sect, one of the Eight Pillars of the Five Domains.]

[This sect could be called the strongest in combat among the Eight Pillars sects. It specialized in slaughter and conquest, never failed in battle, and had the record to prove it!]

[The Wuji Sword Sect had stood firm in the Eastern Wilderness, surrounded by the Demon Race, for over ten thousand years without falling. From this alone, one could see how fierce its disciples were.]

[Throughout history, the Wuji Sword Sect had often been the first line of defense for the Human Race against attacks by the Demon Race of the Great Wilderness, so it was deeply respected by martial artists across the Five Domains.]

[Year Thirty-Two, age fifty.]

[You replaced "Dragon Plays with Phoenix" with "Ginger is Still Old and Spicy."]

"There's hardly anyone in the Eastern Wilderness. 'Dragon Plays with Phoenix' has no place to shine here. At fifty, it was time to use an old-man-style trait."

Chen Yi made fine adjustments outside the simulation.

[You pursued demonic aura through the Eastern Wilderness, hunting the Demon Race and collecting Demon Souls.]

[Demonic aura was everywhere here, leaving you with an abundance of targets to choose from.]

[That meant you could be selective.]

[The best targets, naturally, were those you could defeat and who were not low in realm.]

[The stronger they were before death, the stronger they became after turning into Demon Souls.]

[With the large number of Demon Souls refined by the Myriad Souls Banner and made available for you to command in battle, you always used numbers to crush the few. Combined with the Alien Father trait, the Demon Race simply had no way to deal with you.]

[You truly slaughtered to your heart's content in the Eastern Wilderness.]

[The Demon Souls you collected over these one or two years outnumbered those from the previous five or six years.]

[The only pity was that there was nowhere to sell the demon materials you collected.]

[You could barely even spot a living person here. Who could you sell them to? You could not possibly sell them to the Demon Race, could you?]

[That year, your cultivation broke through once again, reaching Soul Tempering, Fourth Tempering.]

["The Myriad Souls Banner is pretty good. As long as there are enough Demon Souls, cultivation rises smoothly as silk, without the slightest bottleneck."]

[The Myriad Souls Banner was immensely pleased with itself.]

["Of course! I told you, I'm an Immortal Artifact! Did you think I was joking?"]

[At this moment, you tracked a wisp of demonic aura at the Soul Tempering Realm to a valley.]

[Cliffs rose steeply on both sides of the valley. The interior was narrow and overgrown with weeds, with only a valley entrance less than three meters wide for access.]

[The moment you entered the valley, Spider Senses began to sound.]

["Something's wrong..."]

[The Myriad Souls Banner did not think much of it.]

["What's wrong? Demons at the Soul Tempering Realm are not commonly seen. Catch one whenever you see one. Don't hesitate!"]

["Look at this terrain. It's perfect for an ambush. It's dangerous. Retreat!"]

[When you prepared to withdraw from the valley, you discovered that five Ox Demons had already blocked the entrance.]

[The five hulking brutes standing there formed a wall.]

["Caw—"]

[A piercing eagle cry rang through the sky.]

[Looking up, you saw several eagle-like demons land atop the cliffs, their savage gazes looking down upon you.]

[And that was not all.]

[Beneath the thick weeds in the valley, rat demons nearly as large as humans rose one after another.]

[From the darkness in the depths of the valley, a golden rat demon sat in a creaking bamboo sedan chair, carried out by four gray rat demons.]

["Red-haired human, let's see where you can run today!"]

[You realized that you had fallen into a trap.]

["I never expected you demons to understand strategy too."]

[The Golden-Haired Rat King slapped the sedan chair and roared.]

["Nonsense! Do you take us for wild rabbits to slaughter?! How many of our brothers have you killed over these past two years?! You even imprisoned the souls of our kin inside that Tattered banner and used them for yourself! You won't even let them rest in peace after death!!"]

[You scratched your cheek awkwardly.]

[From the Demon Race's perspective, you truly were a devil.]

[This golden rat demon should have been the king of the demons in this region, capable of commanding many different kinds of demons.]

[This battle was destined to be anything but easy.]

[Your greatest advantage was being able to use many against few, but the other side's numbers were not low this time either.]

[They even had flying demons, possessing air superiority that you lacked!]

[Hard or not, you had to fight. When enemies met on a narrow road, the brave would win!!]

["Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!!"]

[The Myriad Souls Banner, now possessing the body of a high-grade Spiritual Artifact, had gained many Killing Moves. Hundred Ghosts Night Parade was one of them.]

[Hundreds of Demon Souls within the banner surged forth at once. Briefly possessing physical forms, they resembled Ten Thousand Horses Galloping as they charged forward in a merciless collision!]

[Rumble!!]

[Great numbers of gray rat demons were crushed into meat paste beneath this move. Blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs struck the Golden-Haired Rat King across the face.]

[The Golden-Haired Rat King leaped away, dodging the attack. He clung to the cliff wall and pinched his fingers together as he blew a whistle.]

["All of you, get them!!"]

[Bird demons dove down from the sky, vast numbers of land demons swarmed in from inside and outside the valley, and demons underground burrowed their way up.]

[You were surrounded from every direction, a full three hundred and sixty degrees!]

[You felt no fear at all. Your fighting spirit soared as you pushed the Biological Father trait's bonuses to the limit!]

["Come on!! Let me show you a father's wrath!!"]