Revenge

Lu Ye stepped forward and looked down at Ye Xiong from on high.

That indifferent gaze finally threw Ye Xiong into a panic.

"Ye Liu, I'm your second uncle. You can't kill me. You're still young—you don't want to live carrying the sin of murdering your own kin, do you?" Ye Xiong spoke with difficulty. Even at a time like this, his instinct to survive remained.

The only response was a flash of saber light.

Ye Liu's second uncle—what does that have to do with me, Lu Yiye?

Ye Xiong died with his eyes wide open, as though he had never expected his nephew to act so swiftly and decisively.

In the dead of night, Overlord Saber Manor descended into chaos.

News of Pang Wanhai and Ye Xiong's deaths spread swiftly. The disciples who had remained all fled one after another, while Ye Xiong's wives and concubines scattered in every direction, terrified that Lu Ye would come for them and wipe them out as well.

Lu Ye had no mood for that.

Though he had to act according to Ye Liu's identity, killing Ye Xiong and Ye Lang was enough. As for Ye Xiong's wives and concubines, most were ordinary people who had never cultivated, while the few cultivators among them possessed only modest cultivation.

Walking up to the young girl, he removed the Protective Spirit Array and said, "You should leave too. Live well from now on. If there's anything in the manor you like, take it."

After today, there would no longer be an Overlord Saber Manor in Feng Province. Lu Ye did not care much for the manor's wealth. Those possessions useful to ordinary people were of little use to cultivators.

The young girl dropped to her knees before Lu Ye and knocked her head heavily against