Wiping Out Your Entire Clan!

Chapter 39: Wiping Out Your Entire Clan!

This man and woman sat face to face, not speaking, staring at each other with cold eyes.

"My Taishang Dao has existed since ancient times, spanning dozens of dynasties and two or three thousand years, and our lineage remains to this day. Whether we are destroyed or not is not for the Marquis to decide." Su Mu said, "The Marquis should also refrain from speaking of imperial power, the state, or divine artifacts. My Taishang Dao only respects the Great Dao that has existed since the beginning of time; imperial power and the state are but passing clouds."

"I am listening." Hong Xuanji said.

Hong Xuanji closed his eyes and spat out those two words.

Hong Xuanji flicked his sleeve, the gold medallion fell into it, and he laughed heartily, standing up.

As he spoke, Su Mu pressed down on the table, and the gold medallion flew toward Hong Xuanji.

The table in front of Su Mu shattered into pieces. Hong Xuanji said coldly, "What a Taishang Dao, such arrogant words. When Heaven wishes for someone to perish, it first makes them mad. Since Meng Shenji has uttered such words, the destruction of the Taishang Dao is not far off."

Such a scene was truly not what one would expect between a man and a woman in a place of pleasure. There was no one else in the room.

"The Marquis's gaze is like lightning, yet can you not see through a mere soul?" Su Mu said calmly.

"Hong Yi, this is the son of the Hou family, a Vice Minister of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites; this is the son of the Wang family, the Minister of Rites; this is the young Marquis of the Changle Marquis family; and this is..."

"What a heavy accusation." Su Mu said calmly, "I am not here to argue with you, Marquis, but to convey a message on behalf of my Sect Master. The Sect Master's original words are as follows, listen well, Marquis."

As these two sentences were spoken, a murderous aura immediately surged into the air, not at all like something that should be said by a woman of such peerless beauty as Su Mu.

When he emerged from the high pavilion, his eyes darted across the gaps between the buildings, and he suddenly saw Hong Yi standing side by side with Princess Zhennan in a courtyard in the distance, along with a group of young nobles.

Wipe out your entire clan, leaving not even a chicken or dog alive!

Suddenly, Su Mu spoke, breaking the silence that filled the room.

Her voice flowed like water; although her words were a mockery directed at Hong Xuanji, one could not sense a single shred of joy, anger, sorrow, or emotional fluctuation.

Hong Xuanji's expression suddenly calmed down, and he let out a long sigh, "Su Mu, you had best take care of yourself."

After saying this, he walked out.

Bang!

"Good. I never imagined Meng Shenji was so arrogant. Each time he undergoes corpse-dissection, he becomes more arrogant. His doom is not far off."

"I came to see you today just to see what outstanding figures the Taishang Dao has produced. Seeing you, Su Mu, you are indeed extraordinary. Your martial arts have reached the Grandmaster realm of refining marrow like frost, but it is a pity that you are still several major steps away from the level of changing blood, cleansing the marrow, and refining blood like mercury. As for the cultivation of Daoist soul arts, I wonder if you have achieved the state of a Ghost Immortal?"

In the exquisite and elegant room, with its ivory curtains and pink gauze, there was a suffocating silence.

"This time when I emerged, the Sect Master asked me to ask the Marquis a question." Su Mu said.

"The pillar of the imperial court, the renowned Neo-Confucian official who wields power over the court, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, Marquis Wuwen—have you not repeatedly submitted memorials to ban this Flower Scattering Pavilion? Why have you come here yourself today?"

"What matter?" Hong Xuanji asked.

"Marquis, are you speaking of Meng Bingyun? It is a pity that she originally cultivated the Great Dao of Taishang Forgetting Emotions, yet she willingly fell into the web of love and could not extricate herself. Her soul was severely damaged, to the point where she was taken advantage of by villains." Su Mu said, "However, the Marquis need not worry. Once a disciple of my Taishang Dao falls in love, they are no longer a person of the Taishang Dao. The Sect Master will not come to trouble the Marquis because of this. You can rest assured on this point, Marquis."

"When the Great Gan first rose from the east, destroyed the Great Zhou, and finally established its capital in the south, the fighting was particularly brutal, and the remnants of the Great Zhou rebelled incessantly. The war did not stop completely until the thirtieth year of the Great Gan. For decades of war in the south, the people were displaced, bones lay in the fields, and for a thousand miles, not a rooster crowed. Yet, some people made unconscionable fortunes, such as plundering the population, trading in slaves, and even selling ten-year-old girls into the Great Gan army camps as prostitutes. Does this have anything to do with the Zhao family, the family of your main wife, Marquis?" Su Mu said.

Su Mu, the number one talented woman of the Flower Scattering Pavilion in Yujing, and Hong Xuanji, the Marquis Wuwen of the Great Gan Dynasty.

As he spoke, Hong Xuanji moved his fingers, and a red gold medallion stood upright on the table.

"What a 'Command' character, filled with murderous intent, carrying the implication of iron cavalry trampling the world." Su Mu said, but she did not take it, "My Taishang Dao has inherited its lineage since ancient times and does not need the protection of the Marquis's worldly power. You had better take it back."

"Hmm?" Hong Xuanji snorted coldly, "The southern Zhao family is a great clan of the south, a family of scholars. Back then, they followed our Great Gan's founding emperor to seize the throne and assisted in suppressing the southern mobs. They were enfeoffed by the court and have been Grand Secretaries for three generations; this is a matter of historical record. The Taishang Dao is, after all, a group of outsiders; by concerning yourselves with these matters, are you perhaps trying to replace the court? To engage in the act of controlling the divine artifacts of the state?"

The front of the gold medallion was carved with a lifelike qilin, and the back bore a dragon-flying, phoenix-dancing "Command" character.

It turned out that soul cultivation was hidden deep within the body, formless and intangible; as long as it did not leave the shell, no one could tell what realm one had reached. This was unlike martial arts cultivation, where the blood and yang energy were revealed externally, allowing those with keen eyes to see the clues.

"The Sect Master says: I have already investigated in the south. If I find that the events of that year have any connection to your wife's Zhao family, and you, Hong Xuanji, were aware of it, I will surely wipe out both your Zhao and Hong clans! Leaving not even a chicken or dog alive!"

"Marquis, please stay." Su Mu said again as she saw Hong Xuanji about to leave.

"Hmm?" Hong Xuanji's eyes flickered, his mind racing with unknown thoughts. He only took one look before withdrawing his gaze and walking downstairs. Once downstairs, there was a sedan chair. He sat inside, and the bearers lifted it, moving as fast as flying, disappearing without a trace...

"The women of the Taishang Dao are indeed all stunningly talented." Hong Xuanji suddenly laughed, "Your emergence this time is also to deal with the Eight Great Demon Immortals of the World, as well as the Wusheng and Vacuum evil sects. However, the Eight Great Demon Immortals have each cultivated for a hundred years, and their demonic arts and supernatural powers are astonishing. The Wusheng and Vacuum sects are even more elusive and impossible to guard against. If you are alone and your whereabouts are exposed, I fear you will be in danger. I have a token here; if you hold it, you can dispatch fifty Mo Dao Guards, fifty Crossbow Guards, and fifty Iron Cavalry Guards from my mansion. These people are experts who have followed me in battle for many years, having crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Their will is firm, and even a Ghost Immortal cannot bewitch them; evil arts are completely useless against them."

Just as Hong Xuanji was going downstairs, Princess Zhennan was introducing the group of young masters at the gathering to Hong Yi.

"What words?" Hong Xuanji turned around, his back to Su Mu.

"Even if Meng Shenji himself came to find me, what do I have to fear from him?" Hong Xuanji spread his hands, placing them on the armrests of the chair, inadvertently exuding an air of mastery over everything.

"So alike."