Chapter 35: Yan Qi of Red Blood Mansion Rages

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Yan Qi of Red Blood Mansion Rages

Liu Huaguang brought the two Cultivation Technique manuals and the Sword to the Council Hall. Sect Leader Shang Jixuan and the Elders all rushed over upon hearing the news.

When they saw what Liu Huaguang had brought, everyone cried out in shock.

Two of the Elders even wept with joy.

Shang Jixuan went so far as to light three sticks of incense, kneel before the Divine Statue of their founder, and kowtow in worship.

Liu Huaguang then explained the origin of these items. Upon hearing his story, the crowd gasped in amazement once more.

Of course, what they were most curious about was the identity of this Fan Chu.

They searched their memories and were certain that among the powerhouses of the entire Eastern Domain Cultivation Realm, there was absolutely no one by that name.

"Is it possible that this Fan Chu’s goal is to incite a war between our Zi Wu Gate and the Red Blood Mansion?" an Elder asked after careful consideration.

"Even if that’s the case, we have no other choice," Shang Jixuan said decisively. "This favor is greater than the heavens to our Zi Wu Gate. Forget declaring war on the Red Blood Mansion—even if it means fighting to the death, we will have no regrets."

Liu Huaguang took a deep breath and nodded. "The Sect Leader is absolutely right. Three thousand years... He helped our Zi Wu Gate recover our lost heritage. This is an immense favor. Besides, the people of the Red Blood Mansion are not good people to begin with. Ever since the Red Blood Mansion was founded, they have thrown the Eastern Domain into chaos."

Another Elder spoke up. "That’s right. We have no reason to fear the Red Blood Mansion now. The Lingyun Sect and the Red Blood Mansion are mortal enemies. Furthermore, the Lingyun Sect has formed a marriage alliance with the Celestial Derivation Sect. This means the Red Blood Mansion has already offended two Major Sects. Now that we’ve firmly decided to protect the Chen Family of Yunzhou, the Red Blood Mansion will have to think twice. If they truly push us too far, we can join forces with the Lingyun Sect and the Celestial Derivation Sect to attack them."

Liu Huaguang sighed. "Ever since Ling Zhexing’s death, the Lingyun Sect seems to have... changed. Of Ling Zhexing’s six disciples, five are dead and one is crippled. The Lingyun Sect didn’t even recover the bodies of the five who died. And the disciple in this marriage alliance with the Celestial Derivation Sect, Yun Xi, is the childhood sweetheart of Chu Fan, the man known as the number one prodigy of the Eastern Domain. The Lingyun Sect’s treatment of Ling Zhexing’s lineage is truly shameful."

"Great Elder, that is their internal affair, after all. Let’s discuss the matter of the Chen Family in Yunzhou," Second Elder Nie Shiqiao said.

After some discussion, it was decided that the Second Elder would personally lead ten disciples to Yunzhou. After half a year, another Elder would lead a new group of disciples to take their place.

The recovered Cultivation Techniques and Sword would be kept secret from the outside world for the time being. A select few disciples who were loyal to the Sect and possessed exceptional talent would be chosen to practice the complete techniques.

The Great Elder took Chen Qi’an as his Direct Disciple, and the Sect would pour resources into helping him reach Foundation Establishment.

After the meeting concluded, Liu Huaguang informed Chen Qi’an of the decision. The very next day, Second Elder Nie Shiqiao left for Yunzhou with the disciples.

「Celestial Wave Lake, Three Mountains Archipelago, Red Blood Mansion Headquarters.」

Yan Qi was in a quiet room, healing his injuries.

Back on Yunmeng Mountain, he had fought two opponents at once and seemingly held his own. But after Luo Zefeng intervened, he had suffered significant injuries. Nearly twenty days had passed, and he still hadn’t fully recovered.

Suddenly, he sensed a ripple in the air.

Instantly, a chill ran down his spine, and an invisible fear gripped his heart.

"Who’s there?"

The next moment, he stared, dumbfounded, as a human figure coalesced out of thin air before his very eyes.

It was a person wearing a black cloak, their face and features completely obscured.

But the aura emanating from this person was unlike anything he had ever encountered. Even the Supreme Elder of the Red Blood Mansion, who was in the Void Realm, couldn’t exude one-tenth of such an aura.

’This is a dangerous person,’ he sensed. ’If this person wanted to kill me, a single finger would probably be enough.’

"Might I ask who you are, Senior?" Yan Qi asked with utmost respect.

With a wave of its hand, the black-cloaked figure sent Yan Ji’s corpse crashing down in front of Yan Qi. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Ji’er!" Yan Qi cried out upon seeing his son’s body.

Then, despite his fear of the cloaked figure’s aura, he glared at it with bloodshot eyes.

"I was not the one who killed him. I was merely passing by and decided to bring him back to you," the black-cloaked figure said in a robotic, emotionless voice.

"Who... Who was it?" Yan Qi asked through gritted teeth.

The black-cloaked figure waved a hand lightly, and Yan Qi flew uncontrollably into the wall behind him.

He felt as if all his bones had been shattered.

"You have no right to question me. On the contrary, you should be thanking me. If you were to kneel and beg, perhaps I could help you resurrect this piece of trash," the black-cloaked figure said.

Although Yan Qi’s entire body was wracked with pain, he didn’t hesitate for a moment for the sake of his only son. He hurriedly fell to his knees.

"Please, Senior, save my son."

"Hmph!"

The black-cloaked figure merely snorted coldly, and Yan Qi felt as if he were in a freezing ice cavern, completely powerless to resist.

’What Realm is this person at?’

’How can they be so powerful?’

"Remember this. I will save your son today. In the future, your Red Blood Mansion must do one thing for me, no matter the cost. If you break this promise, every single one of the twelve thousand, one hundred and twenty-six souls in the Red Blood Mansion will be annihilated."

It was domineering. The figure gave Yan Qi no choice, speaking as if giving a command.

But did Yan Qi dare to say no?

He did not dare.

The power this person displayed was too immense, greater than anything he had ever witnessed in his life.

Just the act of materializing out of thin air—was that something any mortal could achieve?

’This person must be in the Mahayana Realm at the very least, right?’

Before Yan Qi could speak, the black-cloaked figure waved a hand, and a black mist enveloped Yan Ji’s corpse on the floor.

In just a few breaths, signs of life appeared in Yan Ji’s thoroughly dead body. His pulse began to beat, and he started to breathe.

"Remember my words today. The day I appear again will be the day your Red Blood Mansion fulfills its promise."

The black-cloaked figure’s voice remained utterly devoid of emotion from beginning to end. After saying this, its form dissolved into a swirling black mist and vanished.

It came without a shadow and left without a trace.

The quiet room fell silent once more.

Not long after the black-cloaked figure left, Yan Ji suddenly awoke.

The first thing he did upon waking was to scream, "Don’t kill me!"

Yan Qi grabbed his shoulders. "Ji’er, Ji’er, it’s me, your father."

"F-Father, are you dead too?"

SLAP!

Yan Qi slapped Yan Ji across the face. "Take a good look! This is Three Mountains Island."

"I’m not dead?" Yan Ji looked at his surroundings in disbelief.

Once he confirmed it, he forgot his confusion and wailed, "Father, you must avenge me!"

Although Yan Qi was confused and furious, he patiently waited for Yan Ji to cry his heart out.

In truth, his own heart was still pounding with unease.

’That person just now was too powerful.’

Finally, when Yan Ji quieted down, Yan Qi asked, "What exactly happened?"

"In Yunzhou City, Elder Zou and those Guards... they were all killed. He was going to kill me too! He knew I was the Young Sect Leader of the Red Blood Mansion, but he still tried to kill me," Yan Ji said incoherently.

"Who was he?"

"He’s a Hidden Guard of the Celestial Qi Kingdom’s Monarch. His name is Fan Chu, and he..."

As Yan Ji recounted his story, Yan Qi’s fury built bit by bit. Finally, he threw a punch, completely shattering one of the walls of the quiet room.

"A mere guard from a small, mortal kingdom dares to kill my son? Is he mocking the Red Blood Mansion? Does he think we haven’t killed enough people?"