"Thank you."
Ximen Chuixue had killed everyone in the Heaven-Covering Sect, yet still felt his hatred unsated. Only after killing Lin Tiandu had his body finally relaxed, but his eyes were still crimson, and killing intent still covered him.
"Ximen Chuixue, I don't know how to counsel you, but don't let killing intent control you. You still have a wife and child, and friends."
Ximen Chuixue closed his eyes. Before long, the killing intent faded from his body, and the bloody color in his eyes diminished considerably.
"He told me to protect my family, too."
Jade Rakshasa had once told him that he might one day die at the hands of another expert. He had thought that day would never come, never imagining it would arrive so soon.
There were still so many things he had not asked, so many answers he had not received, but no one would ever tell him now.
"I'm leaving. Visit Ten-Thousand Plum Manor when you have time. I have some sword techniques he collected there. They're quite good. You might be interested."
Ximen Chuixue stood, mounted his horse, and left.
His vengeance was complete. He had to return home to look after his family.
He knew his family had become his weakness, but their existence was also what drove him to keep strengthening his sword techniques.
Lin Lang seemed to have grown stronger again. He absolutely could not fall behind, either.
Watching Ximen Chuixue leave, Lin Lang walked into the Heaven-Covering Sect.
He found the cult leader's throne and discovered a mechanism beneath it, which he opened.
"Heaven-Covering Divine Skill, Three Sounds Divine Fist..."
Lin Lang examined the dozen or so martial arts manuals. These two were the best; the others had nothing distinctive about them and were inferior even to martial arts he