Wind and Moon Pavilion, Killing Intent Rises Again

Wind and Moon Pavilion, inside a magnificent and extremely luxurious palace.

Liu Qingcang, the owner of the Wind and Moon Pavilion, was quietly looking at the two cold corpses placed in the center of the main hall.

One of them was his only son, Liu Chengfeng.

The other was Uncle Fu, an old servant of the Wind and Moon Pavilion and a master of the Innate Eighth Level.

His face showed no trace of joy or sorrow.

In those deep eyes, there was only a chilling calm, as if the dead were not his own son, but two complete strangers.

Just then, a series of hurried and sorrowful footsteps came from outside the hall.

"Feng'er! My Feng'er--!"

A beautiful woman, dressed in a magnificent palace gown, well-maintained and still possessing a captivating charm, stumbled in!

When she saw the already cold corpse, she was struck dumb, as if by lightning!

"No--!"

She let out a heart-wrenching scream and collapsed onto Liu Chengfeng's corpse, crying her heart out!

"Who?! Who on earth?! Who killed my Feng'er?!"

She suddenly raised her head, her once gentle eyes now filled with endless resentment and madness, staring intently at the man who had remained silent the entire time!

"Liu Qingcang!!" she screamed hysterically, "You piece of trash! You coward! Your son has been murdered! And you didn't even react?!"

"Is your heart made of iron?!"

Faced with his wife's accusations, a bitter expression finally appeared on Liu Qingcang's face.

He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, "Madam, this matter... is not simple."

"Manager Li from the Rainbow Skirt Pavilion was there at the time."

"She made her move. But... she still couldn't stop it."

"The Rainbow Skirt Pavilion?!" Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman was first stunned, then screamed even more furiously, "What is the Rainbow Skirt Pavilion good for?! A Foundation Establishment expert couldn't even protect my Feng'er?! I'll make them pay with their lives for my Feng'er!"

"Madam, watch your words!" Liu Qingcang's expression suddenly changed!

He smiled wryly and explained, "The Rainbow Skirt Pavilion is a genuine 'second-tier power'! It's said that behind it is a real... Golden Core Ancestor!"

"As for our Wind and Moon Pavilion, although we have several Foundation Establishment, we are ultimately... just a 'Tier 3 power'."

"I don't care!" The beautiful woman wouldn't listen to any explanation. She pointed at Liu Qingcang, her eyes filled with contempt and mockery. "All I know is that my son is dead! If you don't dare avenge him, fine! I'll go find someone to help me myself!"

"Lady!"

Upon hearing this, for the first time, a look of horror appeared on Liu Qingcang's usually calm and composed face!

He rushed forward, grabbed his wife's hand, and his voice carried a hint of pleading.

"Madam! Please calm down! I... I will avenge him! I will definitely avenge Feng'er!"

The beautiful woman looked at him, gave a cold laugh, and slowly broke free from his grasp.

Remember what you said today.

"Otherwise, you should know what kind of... temperament my master has."

Having said that, she finally turned and left, satisfied.

Watching his wife's departing figure, Liu Qingcang's face was filled with nothing but endless helplessness and exhaustion.

He knew that the young man who dared to kill his son in front of a Foundation Establishment expert from the Rainbow Skirt Pavilion must have an extraordinary background!

Offending them rashly will only bring utter destruction upon the Wind and Moon Pavilion!

but...

The thought of his wife's terrifying background made him no longer dare to harbor any illusions!

His wife is a true disciple of the "Pleasure Sect," one of the seven major evil sects!

And her master was an incredibly powerful and unpredictable Golden Core Elder within the Pleasure Sect!

That's a true Golden Core cultivator! With a lifespan of nearly ten thousand years, he could destroy several Wind and Moon Pavilion in the blink of an eye!

"Well..."

He sighed deeply, a hint of apology flashing in his eyes.

[Young man, I'm sorry.]

[If you have to blame someone, blame yourself for messing with the wrong person.]

He slowly turned around, his voice becoming icy and filled with murderous intent.

"Someone come here!"

"Issue my ' Wind and Moon Pursuit Order '!"

"Dispatch the four elders of 'Wind, Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon,' and spare no expense to find the murderer for me!"

"I want to see him alive, or... I want to see his body!"