Chapter 4 — Blood Vengeance Thien Huyen

Outside the door, the miscreants caught a glimpse of this thing and immediately fell into madness: "Lang Thuong! You old beast! What are you planning to do?!" "Stop! Lac Ly is also your descendant!" "Master! I beg you! I bow to you! Please forgive Lac Ly!" A bunch of idiots! Even now, I still beg for that bastard! I coldly shouted out the door: "Slap your mouth." "Chat! Chat! Chat! Chat!" Immediately, four series of crisp, miserable slapping sounds rang out outside. I didn't bother taking another glance. Just lifted the black iron, step by step approaching the vile who was trembling to the point of going into a coma. “Don't you really like my status as a great-granddaughter?” The true essence exploded, the black iron instantly turned red, so hot that it distorted the air. “Then I give you an eternal mark.” “For the rest of this life and the next, you will always remember— There are people, there are things… that no untouchable person like you can dream of touching!” The words just ended— Swoosh——!!! A horrifying burning sound rang out. The strong smell of burned flesh immediately filled the room. The horrifying scream, no longer human-like, echoed as if it wanted to tear the sky apart! 5 I held the black iron tightly while Lac Ly twitched under my feet. It wasn't until she completely turned into a puddle of crushed flesh, limp on the ground, that I let go. Looking back—that face had turned into a mass of blackened flesh, white bones exposed, and a strong stench. The anger in my heart had only temporarily subsided a little. But… that's not enough! I will make my enemies pay back the pain that my great-grandmother endured, a hundred, a thousand times over! Just then, there was a commotion outside the door. "Uncle! Please calm down your anger!" The current sect leader of Thien Huyen Tong—also my registered disciple, Ly Huyen Dao, led a group of elders and walked to the door. Seeing the hellish scene in the room, his face turned pale, but he still bowed his head and lowered his voice: "Master... please calm down your anger. Lac Ly is at fault, but your actions are too heavy, I'm afraid it will damage the sect's honor..." Honor? Bad reputation? I turned around and looked at him like I was looking at a corpse. “Ly Huyen Dao… do you know how much suffering my Lang Nguyet has endured?!” My finger pointed straight towards the jade bed, where she was unconscious. My voice was like thunder in the sky: "Do you know... how she was plotted to harm her by a group of villains? How her spiritual roots were taken away? Finally, she was thrown into the Van Beast Uyen to die?!" “At this time, you still dare to talk about “honor” with me?!” I took a deep breath, filled with murderous intent, my voice as cold as ice and snow: "Lang Thuong, I would like to make it clear today! Who dares to touch even half of my bloodline - That person's soul will surely be destroyed!" "No matter who it is! No matter who comes here! I will... kill without mercy!" After hearing this, Ly Huyen Dao's face turned blue and white, and his body trembled slightly. At this time, the second disciple Qi Feng, his face swollen like a pig's head from being slapped, crawled behind Ly Huyen Dao, pointed straight at me, and roared: "Sect Master! Don't listen to his nonsense! It's clear that Lang Nguyet was wrong first! We have proof! It's him, this old fox, favoring his granddaughter! Please, Sect Master, take charge for us!"{Read full on page Nguyet Hoa Cac} Words Before it was finished, several acolytes standing nearby knelt down at the same time, crying and pleading for injustice: "Sect Master Minh Giam! Miss Lac Ly had the kindness to bring the spirit stone to Miss Lang Nguyet, but she threw it away, even scolding Miss Lac Ly as a lowly person!" "You even deducted the spirit stone and didn't let the slaves eat! Luckily, Miss Lac Ly was compassionate and secretly helped the slaves!" “This time, it was also because Lang Nguyet was jealous

pushed Miss Lac Ly down Tru Tien Dai, breaking the fairy's bones! Several masters of the wind had no choice but to punish her! This is all her own doing!” Those blatant slanders poured into his ears, causing Ly Huyen Dao's face to become deeper and deeper like water. He coldly turned to me: “Uncle, did you hear clearly? Master Lang Nguyet is arrogant and arrogant, humiliating the sect. As for Him, not only did he not act for the victim's sake, he also acted cruelly." He paused, his tone carrying a tone of judgment: "Is this... the "justice" that you want for us?" I looked at the pack of white-eyed wolves singing in unison, and then at Ly Huyen Dao's hypocritical face. I... laugh. Laughed to the extreme, turning into angry laughter. “Good! Good! Good!" I shouted "good" three times in a row, the sound shook heaven and earth. “In that case, you guys… are all reasonable.” "In that case, in your eyes, I - Lang Thuong - am nothing more than a confused old man." "In that case, your Sect Master is "just and strict", wanting to preside over justice for the world." “Very good! Very suitable for me!” My eyes suddenly turned into knife blades, my sky-high aura erupted, rising straight to the Nine Tieu. “Ly Huyen Dao! You want justice?! Good! Today I will give you justice!” “Today, I will summon the Tran Tong Immortal Qi of my Thien Huyen Sect—to directly ask the ancestors!” "Ask if I - Lang Thuong - have ever been confused or not!" “Let me ask, should this position of Sect Master… also change its owner?!” As soon as the words fell— An aura, even more terrifying than my killing intent just now, awakened from the depths of the forbidden land behind the mountain! The sky shattered, thousands of miles of clouds gathered, purple thunder rolled and roared. In the entire sect, all the flying swords at the disciples' waists clattered out of their sheaths at the same time and shot straight up. Countless sword lights, the tips of their noses pointed to the back mountain, trembling in unison, thousands of swords, like worshiping the emperor! In just a moment, a blue sword light penetrated the universe and roared straight up into the sky, hovering above my head. It is the Thien Huyen Immortal Sword - the supreme immortal weapon left by the Khai Son Patriarch of Thien Huyen Tong! When Ly Huyen Dao saw that sword, his face immediately turned white as paper. He trembled and pointed at me, his lips stammering: "Master... Master!" You... Are you planning to... destroy the sect's ten thousand years of legacy?!” I firmly held the magic pill in my hand and walked step by step towards him. “Destroy the sect?” – I laughed coldly, murderous aura rolling like ice. "Ly Huyen Dao, you cover up and flatter me, harming my bloodline... do you really think that I, Lang Thuong, secluded myself for a hundred years in vain?!" “Today, if this matter is not investigated properly and blood is not returned with blood…” “Then this position of Sect Master will not be replaced!” As soon as the words fell, Thien Huyen Immortal Sword shuddered, the sword aura sank a layer! “Phew!” Ly Huyen Dao and the elders behind him simultaneously spat blood, their eyes finally revealing deep fear. They understood— I… really dare to overthrow everything!