Chapter 119: The First Encounter with Peng Yu

Because Zhu Xi’s secluded retreat was extremely remote, and the fight between the two lasted only a brief moment, it did not alarm anyone else.

Yaoye sheathed the Tianhen sword, grasping the Weeping Blood incarnation, which transformed into the Grim Reaper, vanishing into the vast darkness of night.

Relying on his profound cultivation, Yaoye did not disturb any servants. Those with power or noble status could not escape the judgment of fate.

Holding the dripping Weeping Blood, Yaoye slipped into the grand hall of the Zhu family and carved a line of bloodied words onto the wall.

“Those who commit many injustices will bring about their own downfall; blood debts must be repaid in blood!”

Turning around, Yaoye slung the Tianhen sword upon his back and strolled through the pitch-black streets, his thoughts heavy with melancholy.

“Xiao Lian, look, I have avenged you. Rest assured, I promised you I would show you the world beyond. I will make that promise come true.”

Yaoye disappeared into the small town, unaware that this action had sown the seeds of calamity for himself.

The next morning, a playful ray of sunlight slipped into the room, awakening those who had been asleep. News of the Zhu family’s annihilation gradually spread through the streets as daylight grew brighter. People whispered in hushed tones, and some even set off firecrackers upon hearing the tragic news.

Perched atop a large tree, Yaoye slowly opened his eyes as the voice of Elder Ding echoed nearby.

“Yaoye, you acted too recklessly. If it weren’t for luck last night, you would have been in grave danger.”

Yaoye nodded silently and lifted his gaze to the sky. Elder Ding’s voice came again.

“What are your plans now?”

Yaoye let out a cold snort. “I will build my own power. Had I possessed my own forces earlier, who would dare hunt me? I will return as a king and wash the Bear Clan away in blood.”

“Reasonable, but don’t stray from the right path.”

“Don’t worry, Elder Ding. Hm? Sounds of a fight?”

Yaoye swiftly leapt down from the tree and ran toward the noise. Arriving at a canyon, he concealed himself and watched quietly.

“Young master, I’m sorry!” A youth looked around at the household servants and laughed heartily. “I always knew there was something wrong with you all! But since I’m about to die, tell me—who wants me dead?”

“Hmph, I’ll tell you. It’s the madam who ordered your death. The family head has been in contact with you all these years, right? Now, the head is critically ill and has summoned you back, intending for you to take his place.”

“So, I’m a threat?”

“You could look at it that way. Now you can travel safely, right?” The leader sneered at the youth before him. The young man lightly curled the corner of his mouth.

“You really think you’ve got me, Peng Yu, cornered? I never cared for the family head’s position before, but now it’s time to return and seek justice!”

“Oh? Such bold words! Do you really believe a few servants like you can escape?” the leader jeered.

“Escape? You’re too presumptuous. I, Peng Yu, am not a coward who fears death. Besides, who will fall today is still unknown!”

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