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Chapter 1618 - 1611: The Son Pays for His Father’s Debts

Chapter 1618: Chapter 1611: The Son Pays for His Father’s Debts

"Huayu Ting, how is it you? Aren’t you—?" Faced with Huayu Ting’s appearance, Huayu Rong was visibly shocked, instinctively taking two steps back.

"Do you think a horse is faster, or am I?" Huayu Ting said, revealing a confident smile.

"Is this, is this real?" Huayu Rong broke out in a cold sweat but still questioned the gravestone.

"You can’t read, I almost forgot," Huayu Ting said with a mocking smile, "It says here, ’The tomb of beloved son Huayu Yun...’"

"Huayu Yun, indeed..." Huayu Rong’s voice trembled as he pointed and cursed at him, "You really did have a demonic bastard!"

"He is my son, I won’t allow anyone to call him a bastard!" Huayu Ting suddenly became enraged upon hearing Huayu Rong’s words.

"Isn’t that the truth," Huayu Rong retorted, completely oblivious to Huayu Ting’s demeanor, continuing to shout loudly, "As a member of the Huayu Family, you actually secretly liaised with a foreign clan and bore a bastard, tarnishing the Huayu Family’s reputation."

"So you also think I’m a shameful person?" Huayu Ting’s face darkened.

"Let me ask you," Huayu Rong stepped forward, sternly questioning, "Huayu Ting, was it you who killed our father?"

"Yes!" Surprisingly, Huayu Ting frankly admitted this time.

"You, indeed..." Huayu Rong was so angered by Huayu Ting’s candid confession he was lost for words.

"Father caught Yun Er and beat him to death right in front of me..." As Huayu Ting spoke, his eyes reddened again, tilting his head back to prevent the tears from falling.

"Can you understand that feeling?" Huayu Ting, having barely stopped the tears, looked at Huayu Rong with red eyes, asking in grief and anger.

"I cannot understand," Huayu Rong said unapologetically, "All I know is that you, this beast, for the sake of a demon, killed your own father!"

"Yes, of course you can’t understand," Huayu Ting said, a mocking smile on his face, "How could someone as foolish as you understand what feelings are."

"Don’t be so smug; I will reveal this secret to everyone soon, and you just wait for your complete disgrace!" Huayu Rong pointed at Huayu Ting, cursing confidently.

"Do you think you will be able to return home today?" Huayu Ting said indifferently, and suddenly Huayu Rong felt a wave of murderous intent rushing toward him.

"What, what do you want to do, you want to kill to silence me?" Huayu Rong was startled but quickly steadied his mind.

"Do you know why I called you to a place like this?" Huayu Ting said, slowly raising his head, a terrifying smile spreading across his face.

"Why, why?" Huayu Rong hesitantly asked.

"Heh heh..." Huayu Ting chuckled and then slowly walked towards the gravestone.

Huayu Rong cautiously maintained his distance. With each step Huayu Ting took forward, Huayu Rong retreated a step.

Huayu Ting eventually stood in front of the gravestone, gently touching its somewhat rough surface, a look of compassion in his eyes.

"Huayu Yun was my son. Father broke his limbs and finally shattered his skull, all in front of me, in front of me, his father..."

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. I couldn’t lay my hands on him, but you’re different. The son pays for the father’s debt. You are his son. How he tortured my son, I will do the same to his son. Fair, right?"

As he spoke, Huayu Ting grinned sinisterly, the smile on his face chilling. His gaze fixed on Huayu Rong, filled with long-suppressed anger.

"What, what do you plan to do..." Facing Huayu Ting’s morbid expression, Huayu Rong finally began to feel afraid, taking several steps back all at once.

"Not being able to return the torture he inflicted on Yun Er has always been a great regret of mine. Since you’ve come to me on your own accord, then I won’t be polite."

Huayu Ting said, as he started to mobilize his internal energy, his fingers coming together, ready to strike.

"Don’t make a bad situation worse, I am your brother," Huayu Rong began to show signs of softening, his voice becoming shaky.

"Brother... Then what?" Huayu Ting replied, suddenly filled with immense sorrow, "Was Yun Er not his own grandson? Did he ever spare Yun Er!"

The last sentence came out almost as a roar.

In an instant, as that sentence was bellowed, Huayu Ting moved. He lunged and swung his palm towards Huayu Rong.

The gap in strength was such that he did not even deign to disguise his intentions, striking directly at Huayu Rong’s front.

However, it proved that whether he disguised his intentions or not did not matter, since Huayu Rong simply could not withstand even a single blow from him.

The two had barely exchanged a couple of rounds before Huayu Rong revealed a massive flaw. Seizing this opportunity, Huayu Ting immediately launched a palm strike, heavily hitting Huayu Rong’s abdomen.

"Ah!"

With a wretched scream, Huayu Rong’s body, like a puppet, was sent flying and tumbled several times, unable to get up for a long while.

"Star-shattering, you actually used Star-shattering against your own brother..."

Huayu Rong, clutching his stomach, felt severe pain causing him to sweat profusely; thus, he looked at Huayu Ting with disbelief.

"In the martial world, everyone strikes like this, your question is ridiculously naive..."

Before Huayu Rong’s miserable state, Huayu Ting remained unmoved and commented indifferently.

His words indeed mirrored reality because, in the martial world, there are only two states: survival and death. Once a conflict arises, a deadly blow is inevitable.

This is exactly why a vicious technique like Star-shattering is so popular in the martial world.

For non-cultivators, Star-shattering is the best counter to use against cultivators when cornered.

Once a cultivator falls victim, even if they can stabilize the injury, their strength will drop to the level of a non-cultivator.

Flow Redirect may be noble, but Flow Redirect only targets a single meridian. Cultivators have several main meridians and countless complex network-like meridians within their bodies.

Therefore, Flow Redirect cannot immediately diminish a cultivator’s strength, and for non-cultivators, they usually only have one chance; if not successful, it’s a death sentence.

Based on this theory, non-cultivators in the martial world dislike Flow Redirect because even if it succeeds, they might still die.

They prefer the immediately effective and ruthless method of Star-shattering; if it fails, nothing is lost, but if it succeeds, it’s an outright victory.

Although Huayu Ting is a cultivator, during his years in the martial world, he did not scorn these seemingly despicable methods, but instead actively learned to master them and waited for the opportunity to use them.

Well-versed in the ways of the martial world, once he took action, he would cripple his opponent at the first instant, forming a dimension-reducing strike.

He would not engage in what he saw as the facade of a fair fight upheld among cultivators.

In the martial world, the primary goal of combat is to establish an overwhelming advantage over your opponent; failing to do so might lead to defeat, which is often a dire fate.

"You shouldn’t have meddled." Huayu Ting looked down coldly at Huayu Rong rolling on the ground, his expression undisturbed.

"But it serves you right," Huayu Ting sneered, "the debts owed by our father must ultimately be repaid by someone."

"No, don’t..."

Watching Huayu Ting approach, the dumbstruck Huayu Rong finally felt deep fear and, retreating, cried out in a broken voice.

"Scared now, isn’t it too late?" Huayu Ting said emotionlessly.

"Brother, second brother, I’m your younger brother, please spare me..." Huayu Rong pleaded.

In the face of his begging, not only did Huayu Ting feel no compassion, but his anger intensified.

"Yun Er endured so much suffering in silence; why couldn’t he plead like you are now!"

As he spoke, Huayu Ting suddenly roared, walked up to Huayu Rong, and without hesitation, crushed his shin with his foot.

The forests echoed with Huayu Rong’s agonizing screams, his shin fragmented under Huayu Ting’s foot, twisted in a grotesque posture.

"Does it hurt? It should, just as Yun Er suffered."

Not softened by his screams, Huayu Ting’s anger flared even more as he was reminded of the pain his son suffered when his own father broke his limbs.

No sooner had he spoken than he raised his leg again and, predictably, shattered Huayu Rong’s other leg.

Huayu Rong’s screams were incessant, yet Huayu Ting felt an unprecedented comfort.

"If only our father could endure the pain you’re suffering right now, but no matter, his sins will be borne by his son instead. A son pays for his father’s debts, an eye for an eye, quite fair!"

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