bookrebus Chapter 59 Destruction of the Family
Chapter 59 Destruction of the Family
Dutian Pavilion isn't too far from the town, only about seven or eight miles away. You can just ask anyone for directions.
Liu Xingxing took a sword as a weapon and soon flew to the front of the Dutian Pavilion and stopped.
Although it calls itself a pavilion, the mountain gate is so luxuriously built that it's almost comparable to the mountain gates of the eight major sects. I wonder how much power the people inside are.
The way they've made such a grand display doesn't seem like the work of an unknown, small sect.
Liu Xingxing swaggered in, only noticing the guards when she was almost at the gate. The two guards were slightly surprised to see a stranger approaching, but they still stopped her.
In the past, apart from a few familiar faces, no new guests had visited the Dutian Pavilion. This was the first time they had seen such a face. The gatekeeper saw that the person looked like a cultivator and was heading straight for the front door, so he stopped him and asked him questions.
"Is this fellow immortal lost? This is the location of the Heavenly Supervision Pavilion. Or are you here looking for someone? Do you have a letter of invitation?"
"So this is the Dutian Pavilion. It seems I haven't gone to the wrong place. Who is the sect leader or someone in charge here? I need to see him."
The gatekeeper's tone was slightly unfriendly: "Fellow immortal, since you have neither a letter nor an invitation, how can we let you in to see the sect leader? You'd better leave quickly and avoid causing trouble."
"Oh, I forgot to mention, I was originally a rogue cultivator. Today, while passing through Xikou Town, I happened to meet a group of disciples from the Dutian Pavilion. One of them, surnamed Zhang, recommended that I come here, saying that I could visit the Dutian Pavilion as a guest, and if all goes well, I could even stay and find a job. So, I came."
Liu Xingxing couldn't have made it clearer: she was there as a guest advisor.
"Senior Brother Zhang Jin? You saw Senior Brother Zhang in Xikou Town?"
The man immediately became amiable.
"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have rushed over here in such a hurry."
“Senior Brother Zhang Jin did indeed go down the mountain to take care of some business today, but we can’t just let a complete stranger go in. How about this, fellow immortal, please wait here for a moment while I go in and announce your arrival.”
"Alright, then I'll wait here."
Liu Xingxing watched the disciple walk in with a smile, then stroked the longsword in her hand that looked like a high-grade spiritual weapon. If you looked closely, there seemed to be no smile in her eyes at all.
The other gatekeeper disciple looked at the magical weapon in her hand with some curiosity. Although it was covered by a scabbard, it was still clear that it was an excellent sword. The intricate patterns were also a carving style he had never seen before. For a mere rogue cultivator to have such a good item, he must be quite capable.
"Oh? Jin'er recommended him?"
Inside the hall, Zhang Zhongdu, who was picking out a batch of freshly refined pills in front of a furnace, looked somewhat surprised when he heard the report from the person outside.
"Yes, that's what that person said. Moreover, judging from the high-grade spiritual weapon she's holding, her strength must be quite formidable, so I came here specifically to ask for your opinion."
Zhang Zhongdu put away the pills and said indifferently, "Jin'er went down the mountain today to chase after that runaway servant girl, and he still has the leisure to push someone into the pavilion. I guess he hasn't caught her yet, otherwise he should be back by now. Let's leave that person here for now and make plans when Jin'er comes back. Since he can use spiritual weapons, he is no ordinary person. We should not offend him easily."
"Yes, disciple will go and make the arrangements immediately. Would you like to meet this person?"
Zhang Zhongdu paused for a moment, glanced at an unknown place in the hall, and said in an ambiguous tone, "At this critical time, and that little servant has run away again, I will not receive any guests today, nor should I let anyone disturb me."
"Yes, Master."
The man acknowledged and withdrew.
Seeing that the person had left, Zhang Zhongdu suddenly walked with a fierce expression toward the place he had just glanced at. He used his spiritual power to strike the wall, and suddenly a square doorway appeared, opening up a small opening. Zhang Zhongdu stepped inside, and in an instant, the doorway returned to its original state.
"How many days do you plan to stay?"
She had no intention of staying in the thieves' den for a few days; she had promised to go back before dinner.
She had originally planned to capture the leader first when she met him, so that she could infiltrate the sect and deal with the people. Who would have thought that the sect leader would refuse to see her? Well then, she might as well make things more complicated, since she was going to kill people anyway.
"How many people are there in your Dutian Pavilion? I don't see many who look like elders," Liu Xingxing asked abruptly.
"Well, our Dutian Pavilion was only established in the last hundred years. There are about sixty or seventy disciples in the sect, as well as two Nascent Soul elders. They are from the same clan as our sect leader. You don't usually see them unless there's something important going on."
"Oh, that makes things easier..."
"what?"
The disciple leading the way didn't hear what she was saying.
"I say, even a mere Nascent Soul cultivator can become an elder. It's truly a small sect from a remote and impoverished place."
Liu Xingxing's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the disciple to hear. Sure enough, the person in front immediately stopped, and his gaze towards her slowly turned hostile.
"You didn't come here to seek refuge with the Dutian Pavilion?!"
"Of course not."
Liu Xingxing remained completely calm, and before the disciple could react, she swiftly finished him off.
"Sigh, you can only blame yourself for choosing to become a disciple of the Heavenly Supervision Pavilion..."
Liu Xingxing looked at the corpse on the ground without wavering in the slightest. Then, she glanced around at the stunning scenery and the magnificent main hall on the mountaintop, and slowly drew her long sword.
……
Before long, the sky above this mountain range was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the magnificent palaces were stained with blood.
Zhang Zhi stared at the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, and looked with despair at the person who seemed like a vengeful ghost.
"Your Excellency, I do not know how my Dutian Pavilion has offended you. Why do you want to exterminate us all?"
"You know that kid surnamed Zhang, right? He's the one who led the team to catch people today?"
Liu Xingxing coldly flicked the blood droplets that were slowly dripping from the sword due to excessive blood staining.
"Zhang Jin? If that kid offended you, you could just kill him. Why drag innocent people into this mess?"
"Irrelevant? Heh, a dignified sect elder actually said 'kill him' just to save his own life. He really has no feelings for his own disciples. I was right to come to this place."
Liu Xingxing squatted down in front of him, her words earnest: "Speaking of which, I still haven't seen your sect leader. Hey, why don't you tell me where he is? Maybe I'll let you go~"
"Sect Leader? Yes, that brat Zhang Jin is the Sect Leader's son. If you want revenge, go find Sect Leader Zhang Zhongdu. I really have nothing to do with this matter!"
Zhang Zhimeng scrambled to his feet, knelt before her in fear, and kowtowed twice.
Liu Xingxing moved a little further away in disgust: "Oh? So he's the sect leader's son. Then tell me, where is he now?"
Zhang Zhi's eyes darted around twice. Feeling there was still a chance to live, he exclaimed with overjoyed joy, "Now that he's gone, he must have gone to find those two blood slaves to draw blood and refine his pills again! That's right! Zhang Jin went down the mountain to capture that blood slave who escaped on his own! Everyone in the entire pavilion knows that!"
Upon hearing the words "blood slave," Liu Xingxing's playful expression immediately turned cold. This method of refining pills with blood slaves had been explicitly prohibited and listed as a forbidden technique ten thousand years ago. The head of the Dutian Pavilion actually dared to take the lead in using it, and they actually knew about it but didn't care, with not a single person coming out to stop them!
It seems she really didn't kill the wrong person; there isn't a single innocent person in the entire Dutian Pavilion!
"Where is the person now?"
Zhang Zhi's smugness was palpable: "Right in the main hall, he has a secret room specifically for raising blood slaves. I'll take you there!"
Seeing his ugly face as he so eagerly tried to shirk responsibility, Liu Xingxing sneered: "The main hall, is it? I don't need you to lead the way. If we can't find it, we can just sweep it up and look for it again. You are useless now, you can go and reunite with them in peace."
Having said that, he swept his sword across the ground, and the man's body was split in two.
He then flew down to the front of the main hall, looking at the spotless hall inlaid with gold and jade, and focused his spiritual energy on his sword.
"Zhang Gou, come out and face your death!"
A powerful sword aura cleaved through the main hall, instantly splitting it in two and causing it to collapse. Zhang Zhongdu panicked and flew into the air to dodge.
"Who dares to cause trouble at my Dutian Pavilion!"
Before he could even see who had unleashed the sword energy, he was suddenly horrified to see the dilapidated state of his sect and the corpses of his disciples.
Run! ! !
That was his only thought at that moment.