All That Matters Is That You Die

"Five thousand taels..." Ouyang Shuai's aged face twitched. That was practically the entire Ouyang Household's fortune!

But right now, Elder Huang was their lifeline!

Gold could be earned again.

But if one lost their life, they lost everything!

"Fine. So long as Elder Huang can kill this brat, the Ouyang Household will definitely present five thousand taels of gold within a month!"

Ouyang Shuai gritted his teeth. He had no other choice now!

"Mm!" Elder Huang nodded and looked at Zhuge Feng again.

"Boy, no one is stopping you from taking revenge. Blame your bad luck today for running into this old man."

"Die!"

The next instant, his aura abruptly surged. His fingers formed a hand seal as he struck a palm toward Zhuge Feng. "Fire Dragon Palm!"

In an instant, a blazing flame appeared out of thin air.

Whoosh!

The flames transformed into a fire dragon and swept toward Zhuge Feng as though it would blot out the sky and cover the earth!

Roar!

Wherever the fire dragon passed, even the air burned.

"Break!"

At that moment, Zhuge Feng bellowed.

The iron staff in his hand swept sideways, directly tearing the fire dragon into fragments.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Zhuge Feng leaped into the air, swinging his iron staff down at Elder Huang with fierce momentum.

Boom!

The iron staff collided with Elder Huang, producing a deafening crash as a terrifying burst of force swept in all directions.

Thud, thud, thud...

Elder Huang staggered back several steps, his expression turning somewhat grave.

"This brat is truly powerful!"

He had thought that even if Zhuge Feng had reached Seventh-Level Qi Refinement, he could still suppress him with ease. Yet Zhuge Feng had exceeded his expectations.

But that was all.

He was an elder of the Yellow Sand Sect, a Ninth Level of Qi Refining expert. How could he lose to a wet-behind-the-ears brat?

"Elder Huang, kill him quickly!!"

Ouyang Shuai shouted from afar.

"Don't worry. He won't live much longer!"

Elder Huang sneered. Opening his mouth, he spat out a flying sword that shot forth like a meteor, charging straight at Zhuge Feng.

Screech!

The flying sword sliced through the air with a sharp, ear-piercing shriek.

Zhuge Feng's expression stiffened. His arm flickered as he dodged the flying sword's attack.

Yet at that moment, Elder Huang had already arrived before him. One hand seized an end of the iron staff, while the other reached for his throat.

"This old man has fought for decades. How could a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you stand against me?"

A savage look appeared on Elder Huang's face. His five fingers curled like an eagle's talons, ready to tear Zhuge Feng's throat apart.

"Haha, kill him! Kill him!" Ouyang Shuai burst into crazed laughter.

"Heh...!"

Watching Elder Huang draw ever closer, Zhuge Feng slowly closed his eyes.

Scenes from a year ago surged into his mind.

His family had lived by farming. They had two mu of farmland, and his father left early and returned late, laboring bitterly in the fields.

But the Ouyang Household, Yellow Earth Town's greatest landlord, demanded that every farmer in Yellow Earth Town hand over eighty percent of their harvest every year!

If they could not pay, they were beaten. If even beatings could not make them pay, they were sold along with their belongings!

With so much to hand over, those mere two mu of farmland could never support a family of three!

His mother had no choice but to serve as a maid in the Ouyang Household, earning a little money to help support the family while saving in hopes that her child might one day enter an immortal sect.

But his mother had been beaten to death on Ouyang Shuai's orders!

Even as she died, she clutched a few scraps of silver tightly in her hand. That was the hope she had saved for her child to enter an immortal sect.

His father had gone mad as well, wanting to seek an explanation from Ouyang Shuai. In the end, he was beaten to death in the street before Zhuge Feng's eyes.

No one stood up for them. No one dared offend the Ouyang Household over this.

In this world, there was no law. There were only fists!

If he had acted rashly back then, he would have been beaten to death as well!

But for revenge, he forced himself to endure his grief, crawling on the ground like a dog to dispel Ouyang Shuai's urge to kill him.

That night, rain poured down in sheets. He dug a pit with his bare hands, ignoring the bloody wounds across them as he buried his parents and erected a tombstone.

He swore that a gentleman's revenge was never too late, even after ten years!

Ouyang Shuai had to die!

The Ouyang Household had to be destroyed!

Before Ouyang Shuai died, before the Ouyang Household was destroyed, he absolutely could not die!

"Ah!"

In an instant, he opened his eyes. A towering aura erupted from his body, directly blasting Elder Huang backward.

"Old bastard, die!"

At that moment, flames burned all over Zhuge Feng's body, making him seem like a demon god.

He raised his iron staff and viciously slashed it down at Elder Huang.

"How is this possible? Your aura..."

Elder Huang's heart trembled violently as he stared at the scene in utter disbelief.

The shadow of death descended over him. In his panic, he summoned his flying sword to block the attack.

Clang!

Yet when the iron staff fell, the trump card flying sword he had forged with his life's savings shattered inch by inch!

Crack!

Carrying incomparable force, the iron staff smashed viciously into his chest.

Bang!

Elder Huang's body flew backward. A mangled, bloody wound was left across his chest as he crashed heavily onto the ground.

At that moment, Zhuge Feng's strength had risen to a level far beyond Ninth Level of Qi Refining!

"You... you... burned... your Spirit Root..."

Lying on the ground, Elder Huang struggled to speak, but before he could finish, sweetness rose in his throat and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. Then his head tilted aside, and he breathed his last.

However, before dying, he still sent out a signal, summoning experts from the Yellow Sand Sect.

Burning one's Spirit Root meant burning one's Life!

This was a mutually destructive trump card that only a High-Grade Spirit Root possessed!

Zhuge Feng's Life had already begun its countdown. The moment his Life finished burning, he too would certainly die!

But he feared nothing!

Gasp!

At this sight, Ouyang Shuai was instantly frightened senseless.

He had never imagined that Elder Huang of the mighty Yellow Sand Sect would actually die at the hands of a youth.

And that youth was going to kill him too!

"Now, it's your turn!"

Zhuge Feng's gaze was icy as he slowly walked up to Ouyang Shuai. Raising his iron staff, he smashed it down at Ouyang Shuai's head without hesitation!

"Father, what are you doing!"

Ouyang Shuai disregarded everything and shoved out his only son, placing him in front of himself as a shield.

Bang!

The iron staff smashed viciously into his son's head.

The sound of bones shattering rang out. Accompanied by a miserable howl, a corpse collapsed to the ground.

He died with his eyes wide open!

He did not understand why his own father had done this!

Ouyang Shuai still wanted to run, but how could Zhuge Feng let him have his way?

He casually flung out a fragment of the flying sword, pinning it through Ouyang Shuai's ankle.

Thud!

Ouyang Shuai fell to the ground.

Seeing Zhuge Feng's cold gaze, Ouyang Shuai felt a chill spread through his entire body.

What kind of gaze was that? It was as though Zhuge Feng were looking at an ant!

It was just like the expression Ouyang Shuai had once worn while watching his men beat others to death.

"You... you're burning your Life! Do you not want to live?"

Ouyang Shuai screamed in terror, desperately shrinking backward.

"It doesn't matter whether I live or die. All that matters is that you die!"

Zhuge Feng roared, venting the hatred he had accumulated for a year. Swinging the iron staff in his hand, he smashed it viciously down at Ouyang Shuai's head.

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