"Young Master, the rest is up to you." Gui Ying turned, looking towards the outline of the distant ancient city.
Clearly, since Ling Xiao had ordered Emperor Ling to go to the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect, there must be a deeper meaning. It was likely that the war between these two supreme orthodox sects was about to officially begin.
His existence was known to very few, even within the Ling Clan. Occasionally, a few might have heard his name, but none would guess his cultivation had reached the Emperor Realm. And even those who had seen him make a move were almost all dead. The world only knew the Ling Clan had three Emperors, unaware there was another Emperor hidden in the shadows.
Plans and schemes, of course, had to be laid early to be effective at critical moments, capable of turning the tide.
Meanwhile, among the distant mountains, a figure in white robes walked leisurely. Behind him, Xiao Tu followed respectfully half a step back, a nervous tension about him.
It wasn't because of the purpose of their trip, but rather, the mere sight of Ling Xiao made him feel afraid. By now, anyone who knew of Ling Xiao's plan had guessed that the great war between the Cloud Millet and Qin clans was triggered solely by this Ling Clan heir. For someone at the Breakthrough Realm to dare scheme against two supreme orthodox sects required immense courage in itself. What was more terrifying was that no one suspected him!
What was a supreme orthodox sect? In the entire Eastern Territories, only seven or eight sects dared call themselves supreme. And any supreme orthodox sect was ruled by Divine Emperor powerhouses. Their terrifying cultivation went without saying; their minds and temperaments were meticulous and shrewd. But now…
Vaguely, Xiao Tu felt that perhaps following the Young Master wasn't a bad choice. At the very least, he didn't have to worry about being played to death.
"Once we get there later, kill freely. Kill anyone, no need for restraint. Soul techniques, whatever, you can use them all." Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced calmly at Xiao Tu.
The latter's cultivation had now reached the Breakthrough Realm, making it difficult to break through again in a short time. In that case, it was better to temper his mind through slaughter. As for cultivation, perfect skill was often forged in killing. When experts clashed, cultivation realm was one aspect; the second was, of course, methods and strategies. Otherwise, look at those Sons of Fate in the stories—why could they defeat enemies across realms and turn the tables against the odds? Of course, it was because… they were the protagonists, born with a halo.
Since Xiao Tu's enemy was the Holy Son of a supreme orthodox sect, his methods and cultivation were likely extremely formidable. Killing him outright might not be possible. But if Xiao Tu could preserve his life during the Myriad Sects Grand Competition, Ling Xiao could then employ his own methods in the subsequent secret realm to help him eliminate his powerful enemy.
Hearing this, Xiao Tu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately made a guess. Judging by the Young Master's tone, he intended to… spare no one. Fengtian City was already a city of the dead. Later, they would likely encounter the proud geniuses and prodigies of the Cloud Millet and Qin clans… So, the Young Master intended to sever the legacy of these two orthodox sects?
"How did you and the Yuan Yue Holy Son become enemies?" Ling Xiao wasn't in a hurry to rush, as he needed to give the Qin Clan disciples some time to arrive. What he wanted to do was take advantage of the chaos to kill, to exterminate the disciples of both sects in one fell swoop. Without chaos, how could he kill?
"Young Master… that Yuan Yue Holy Son's original name is Xia Chen. He was an adopted son of my Xiao Family…" A flash of killing intent immediately appeared in Xiao Tu's eyes, and the aura around him grew colder.
"Xia Chen? Adopted son? Hiss… The quintessential protagonist setup. Go on." Ling Xiao immediately became interested. Recently, the proud geniuses and prodigies he had met, while some carried Luck, often had too little, making plundering them less thrilling. But this Xia Chen sounded like someone with a story.
"This Xia Chen was originally average in talent, but he was sinister in character and very skilled at currying favor with others, so… he was quite popular with women. My eldest brother, Xiao En, had a childhood sweetheart he liked very much…" Xiao Tu sighed, looking as if he was hesitating to speak.
Meanwhile, a look of understanding dawned on Ling Xiao's face. Next, probably that little lamb—no, that Xiao En—used some scheme to frame Xia Chen. Unexpectedly, the latter awakened to some kind of fortuitous encounter and counter-killed the Xiao Family. Heh, another overused trope. But still, quite entertaining. He just didn't know if Xiao En had a bloodline awakening or just happened to be possessed by a powerhouse with the same name.
"And then?" Ling Xiao stopped and looked at Xiao Tu with great interest.
"Eldest Brother used a trick, drugged Xia Chen, put him in the same bed as the City Lord's daughter, then notified the City Lord's family… As a result…" "Xia Chen was struck on the crown of his head by the arriving City Lord's palm on the spot, blood splattering seven feet. But who would have thought… he… he actually didn't die, and even laughed maniacally, saying many strange things." A trace of palpitation flashed across Xiao Tu's face.
Although he wasn't in the clan at the time, he later returned to investigate the cause. Eldest Brother, turning love into hatred, was wrong. But that Xia Chen, with his wolfish ambitions, slaughtered eighty-nine members of the Xiao Family, plus three dogs and ten chickens! That was sheer cruelty! A blood debt Xiao Tu had to avenge.
"Oh? What did he say?" Actually, Ling Xiao could already roughly guess what Xia Chen said. He just hadn't expected to encounter a Son of Fate of this template so soon.
"Almost everyone who heard exactly what he said died. But it was roughly something like 'This Emperor isn't dead,' something about 'Saintess Chi Luo, your heart is too cruel,' 'Divine Emperor Qingyang, I considered you a brother in vain,' 'Just you wait,' all sorts of delirious ranting…" Dammit!
A powerful being's possession!! Luckily, it wasn't the reincarnation of an Immortal King! How to put it? Even if the possessing entity was incredibly powerful, its inherent Luck probably wasn't too high. After all, its original body was destroyed. It might have just luckily preserved a wisp of its remnant soul using some rare treasure, which was then luckily picked up by some unlucky fellow, who then luckily activated it accidentally.
Boom— The moment the unlucky fellow died, the Divine Emperor awakened, possessed the body, revived, and began brewing a grand plan for shocking revenge.
Generally, according to the trope, this Divine Emperor was often peerlessly powerful in his previous life, crushing those in the same realm, gaining the admiration of beauties, while also… possessing a single heaven-defying treasure. And it was precisely because of this treasure that his remnant soul was preserved, allowing him to escape catastrophe. And those who killed him were basically his best brothers, joining forces with his most trusted woman, ambushing him. The goal? Naturally, that treasure on him.
Of course, in the end, when this possessing Divine Emperor returns to the Divine Realm, he will definitely discover that the so-called Saintess Chi Luo was actually forced. Then the two would go through another melodramatic emotional drama, with the Saintess even feeling so guilty she willingly goes to her death. A passionate and stirring, tear-jerking affair!
Marvelous! Looking at it this way, Xiao Tu wasn't undeserving of being Luck-blessed. At the very least, he was still alive. Otherwise, if he had been in the clan at the time, he probably wouldn't have escaped the Divine Emperor's lethal hands.
But… Divine Emperor Qingyang? Saintess Chi Luo? Both names were unfamiliar. Could it be that this powerful being wasn't from this world either? It seemed this world was indeed quite vast.
Heh. Ling Xiao grinned and bowed towards the readers across the screen.
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