Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 173 - 170: The Third Plan to Destroy the Clan

Chapter 173: Chapter 170: The Third Plan to Destroy the Clan

A few people walked into a side hall of the family temple.

In the center of the side hall, about twenty or so relatives of the Xue family were gathered, along with five or six loyal house-born sons.

Before Prime Minister Xue Xie Jiexi rose to prominence, the Xue family had already been a well-known warlord family in Dengzhou, naturally expanding and flourishing over the centuries.

But like the Yifan clan, they were not good birds at all.

Further out was a circle of officials including the Magistrate, Deputy Magistrate, Judge, Commanders... including Zheng Wan, the Water Patrol General within, none of the prominent figures of the Dengzhou officialdom were missing.

These people were more dutiful to Young Master Xue than to their own fathers.

The man wasn’t dead yet, but they were all already making bitter faces, ready to mourn at any moment.

In Wang Yuan’s eyes, the Debt over these people’s heads had already connected into a thick cloud of black and red, with countless horrifying human faces rolling within it, wailing.

They wanted to swoop down for revenge, but were frequently obstructed by Official Energy and Clan Energy.

The scene was terrifying, akin to the hell of King Yama, and one could even faintly smell blood from their nostrils.

The only two that represented more Yin Morality than Debt were the golden auras belonging to the two Imperial Dragon Guards standing on the outermost side.

They were responsible for guarding Shanyang City, and were naturally the first to be drafted.

"Captain Jiang! Captain Bai!"

A few days after the Imperial Dragon Guard of Dengzhou Prefecture had all arrived, twenty Cursing Colonels had a small gathering in Shanyang City and had gotten to know each other.

One of them was Jiang Feipeng, who, like Gao Minghan, originated from the Dragon Elephant Tao but belonged to another branch, the Heavenly Bird Sect;

The other was Bai Mo, a female Colonel from the southern Poison God Path.

The former was just a rough man who, after a soft greeting, received no further attention, but everyone couldn’t help but take a few more looks at Bai Mo, who appeared to be a pretty young girl.

This rare female Colonel among the Imperial Dragon Guards was petite and had delicate features, but her expression was bland, as if she were a beautiful heartless porcelain doll.

She was not wearing an official robe but a knee-length blue cloth dress that revealed her pale legs and wore a waist badge that indicated her identity.

All over her body were extravagant silver ornaments typical of a Miao girl, dazzlingly bright.

But Wang Yuan and the others knew that these were not just simple silver ornaments, but a formidable type of Poison Worm known as Silver Sheath Poison, which devoured metal ferociously.

Despite the Miao girl’s petite frame, she was not to be trifled with.

The group, led by Xue Yan, passed through the outer ring.

In the center of the side hall was beautifully crafted large bed made of golden-threaded sandalwood, on which Xue Donglou lay stiff.

At this moment, Young Master Xue’s complexion was pale, his body emaciated, seemingly hanging by a thread, showing none of his former casual domineering craziness.

It was only because Xue Donglou’s "illness" came too weirdly that he was placed in the family temple by the Xue family, hoping to suppress the evil spirit with the strong Clan Energy.

Unfortunately, it was clearly not very effective.

"Donglou, wake up, don’t scare me!"

A very young looking noble lady was sobbing over him, her tears falling like rain.

His expression was mournful, eliciting sympathy from onlookers.

Those unaware would think the man on the brink of death in the bed was a truly good person.

It wasn’t until Xue Yan leaned over and whispered a few words into the ear of the lady that she ceased her crying, making way for Wang Yuan and his party to examine Xue Donglou.

"If any of you are able to cure Donglou, I will reward you handsomely. But if something goes wrong, beware the skins on your backs!"

Indeed, like attracts like in a family.

Although Mrs. Xue was extremely beautiful, it couldn’t hide the inherent stinginess in her bones, and the debts of karma on her head weren’t far behind those of corrupt officials more vicious than demons.

Bai Mo, who had arrived earlier, stepped forward expressionlessly and explained to them:

"Captain Jiang and I have already examined him.

Young Master Xue is emaciated, his complexion pallid, his brow dark, and the whites of his eyes jaundiced. It is highly likely due to excessive indulgence, or having his essence qi taken."

After glancing back at the stunning Mrs. Xue, she continued:

"The lady has confirmed that Young Master Xue’s sexual affairs are without issues, traditionally vigorous and capable of harmoniously tending to all twenty-seven of his concubines.

However, starting about seven or eight days ago, his energy gradually began to decline, and he grew increasingly thin, with even the consumption of strong tonics like ginseng and tiger marrow showing no effect."

It was only during tonight’s Mid-Autumn banquet that, when stewards once again mentioned the heroic thief ’Here I Come’ who had stolen countless provisions from the Xue family,

Young Master Xue suddenly burst into rage, fainting thereafter and has not awakened since."

The situation has now reached a critical juncture, extremely grave, and it might be incurable by medicinal stones.

We can almost conclude that it is caused by a demon, but we can’t seem to find where the demon came from or how it drained Young Master Xue’s essence qi."

Everyone gathered closely, and with just one look at him, Wang Yuan immediately felt reassured.

He needn’t do anything more; this scoundrel was doomed!

The Rashamon Bone had already embedded itself into his chest and fused with his breastbone, invisible to any examiner.

And it wasn’t just the essence qi that had been drained from Xue Donglou.

Even the Fu, Lu, and Shou—the trinity flames scarcely perceptible even to a common Magician—had nearly been devoured by the Rashamon Bone.

Even with the strong clan energy of the Xue family suppressing the Deceit Object, it merely prolonged his dying agony for a few more days.

The order Wang Yuan gave to the Rashamon Bone was to devour relentlessly. That Xue Donglou could hold on for ten days highlighted the power of the Xue family’s clan energy, albeit indirectly.

On the Small Book of Life and Death, Wang Yuan’s qi fortune also improved from the original "1" Red Light Shielding Life to "4" Green Cloud Ascending.

This was a temporary gain achieved from devouring Xue Donglou’s entire qi fortune.

No doubt, until the young master’s complete demise, whatever he undertook was bound to be extremely auspicious.

After Qiu Shaobai, Yuan Lang, and Gao Minghan took turns examining, everyone reached a similar conclusion.

Although the expressions differed, the summary was:

Hopeless, wait for death, what’s for dinner?

"Prepare the final arrangements?!!"

Hearing the conclusion of Wang Yuan and others, Mrs. Xue’s vision darkened dramatically, nearly following Xue Donglou in death.

Magicians cultivate by adhering to a path of learning one law within the Dao and grasping one technique within the law, maintaining a pure and arduous dedication unswerving till the end of their lives, only then can they achieve something.

Although the path of Talismans supplements weaknesses, at lower levels, the specialization is severe, and the knowledge systems vary greatly.

With their last hope, the Xue family had all the available magicians around them come to diagnose and see if there was still any hope.

But when the statements of six magicians were more or less the same, it was enough to illustrate the problem.

Regaining her composure, Mrs. Xue, enraged, her chest heaving dramatically, pointed at the crowd, particularly the commanding officer who had relayed six pieces of bad news, and shouted sternly,

"Useless, all are useless!

You had better hope Donglou is fine, otherwise, once my family’s Prime Minister sends word back, I will make sure you join Donglou in death!"

Her beautiful face was now full of viciousness, and her gritted teeth left no one doubting she meant what she said.

’Who joins whom in death is yet to be determined.’

Wang Yuan, watching indifferently from the sidelines, could tell from the reactions of the Xue family that they most likely did not know about their family’s connections with the great rebel "No-Life Dao."

Otherwise, the first ones they should have sought ought to be the "Yellow Seal Mages" from No-Life Dao.

Just then, speaking of the devil, the devil arrives.

Screech—!

A shrill, piercing cry suddenly sounded in the sky.

Immediately, a giant eagle descended from the night sky into the family temple, transforming into an old man with a hooked nose and white hair.

"The head steward!"

"Steward!"

A group of Xue family members, including Mrs. Xue, all greeted him with the utmost respect.

The several commanding officers’ faces changed color; this head steward of Xue Mansion who had just hurried back from the capital turned out to be a fourth realm "Military Leader!"

In the military, he was significant enough to lead a brigade of three thousand "Daoist Soldiers."

The head steward, his face as stern as if carved from stone, casually waved his hand towards the officials:

"Gentlemen, my young master is unharmed, please return for now."

After that, regardless of how close they were, everyone was sent out.

As they left the grand entrance of Xue Mansion, a group of commanding officers regretted not having had a chance to taste the hospitality of the official mansion when they were stopped by Xia Ying, the Magistrate of Dengzhou Prefecture, who snorted coldly,

"In any case, ’I am here’ is an accomplice that led to Xue’s son’s mishap.

This man must be from a demon lineage!

I give you three days to capture ’I am here’ and bring him to justice, otherwise, not only will I not spare you, but the Court’s law will not tolerate you incompetents either! Hmph!"

Having said that, he left with a sweep of his sleeve.

The several colonels murmured about their bad luck.

Wang Yuan, however, stared at the family temple behind him, his eyes flickering.

"Unharmed? Can he really not die?"

...

A moment later.

A dark shadow suddenly shot up from Xue Mansion into the sky.

In its claws, it carried a person, more than it had when it arrived.

Traveling against the current of the Turbid River, it moved as swiftly as the wind, heading towards the Stone Buddha Temple near the first Dragon Gate, the Yu Gate,

which was also the largest stronghold of "No-Life Dao" on the Turbid River.

However, they had just left the territory of Dengzhou Prefecture.

Boom—!

A thunderous blast sounded, and Xue’s son in the claws of the giant eagle was instantly blown to pieces by a "Mixed Element Thunderbolt" crafted from "Rashamon Bone."

Countless fragments of flesh and blood scattered into the Turbid River, providing a feast for the fish and shellfish therein.

Screech! Screech!...

The head steward screamed repeatedly in rage, but ended up flying away awkwardly while clutching a bloody head.

In the dense forest by the Turbid River, the ghost baby Wang Yuan, held by Huang Wu, watched the departing silhouette of the giant eagle and chuckled softly:

"If you don’t remove the roots, the spring breeze will bring it back to life.

Xue’s son was also a dignified man in life, since we couldn’t enjoy the banquet, let’s offer incense before we leave."

Casually planting three incense sticks in the ground, two short and one long, he aided his journey on the Netherworld Road.

"Yin Morality" points credited, this man was indeed dead.

The world deceives me, slanders me, insults me, mocks me, belittles me, degrades me, how should I deal with this?

A high monk said: Just endure him, let him be, ignore him, avoid him, persist against him, respect him, do not bother with him, just wait a few years, and you’ll see.

Wang Yuan, however, said: Annihilate his entire family!

This time, the action was clean and decisive; those who cultivate are meant to step beyond the mundane world. Why degrade oneself and mix with mortals in trifling affairs?Eradicating Xue Donglou was merely the beginning.

Now, Wang Yuan admittedly couldn’t harm that Prime Minister Xue Jiexi who likely helped Zhou Wenrui strip away the Concubine’s Scale Armor years ago.

But he could choose to destroy his entire clan in Dengzhou Prefecture, forcing him to reveal his flaws!

Once he lost his base in Dengzhou Prefecture, let’s see who would become anxious.

"And moreover, not just to kill, but to kill openly and honorably!"

In Wang Yuan’s palm, the blood gleamed, holding the "Immortal Sand Soul Returning Seal" that could artificially create "Deceit."!

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