"I know, I know!"
Zhao Xiaotian shuddered and stammered, "M-Sir, although I'm not a member of the Ye family, my stepmother's lover, Yellow Spring, knows the Ye family. Even Mad Southern Ye's subordinate, Lin Tai, has to be respectful to Yellow Spring …"
Xiao Kun's eyes lit up, "Oh? Why don't you tell me! "
Only then did he notice the rebellious streak in Zhao Xiaotian's head. He thought to himself, 'No wonder this person was willing to betray the Ye family. He was born to be a rebellious person.'
Zhao Xiaotian immediately told him everything about the Patriarch of Hell and his stepmother, as well as how Ye Chen had killed people from Shang Santian in Lin Tai's casino in front of him.
At the end of his sentence, he even added fuel to the fire, "Sir, Ye said that my bones are amazing. It's obvious that I'm a natural seedling for cultivation, so he insisted on taking me in as his disciple, but I didn't agree!"
"Your bones are amazing?"
Xiao Kun smirked coldly. How could he not know what Zhao Xiaotian was thinking? He said, "As long as you can provide me with useful information, we can guide you in your cultivation."
"Thank you, sir!"
Zhao Xiaotian was extremely excited. He mustered up his courage and said, "Sir, I heard from my stepmother that the lover called Yellow Spring seems to be in the northeast. If I'm not wrong, he must have hidden the people from the Ye family!"
"Northeast?"
Xiao Kun's eyes narrowed, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure!"
Zhao Xiaotian nodded. He was sweating internally. In reality, he was not very sure either. However, as long as he had a guess, he would not give up on this opportunity to rise to the top!
Initially, he wanted to become Ye Chen's disciple. However, who would have thought that Shang Santian would descend and destroy the Ye family not long after?
Although he did not know what Shang Santian was, to him, the Ye family was finished with Ye Chen's death. The people from Shang Santian could even destroy the Ye family, so they must be very powerful.
Since he was young, Zhao Xiaotian had sworn to be successful in the future. He wanted to be a superior person. Naturally, he was unwilling to let go of this opportunity.
Even though Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell had treated him well before.
However, he, Zhao Xiaotian, could even force his stepmother to entertain guests in order to earn money. What could an outsider like Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell do?
As he was speaking, the young man from before led a person in and introduced him to Xiao Kun, "Elder Xiao, this is the new Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, Shen Xingyao!"
"Xing Yao greets Elder Xiao!"
Shen Xingyao bowed to Xiao Kun respectfully before cupping his fists and saying, "After Guan Shanyue died, Xingyao became the new Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace. Xingyao can do what Guan Shanyue did for you previously!"
At this point, he smiled faintly. "Xingyao has brought good news for Elder Xiao. We found out that the Ye Clan has escaped to the old forest in the northeast and haven't come out since. I've already arranged for people to keep a close eye on them."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xiaotian heaved a sigh of relief as if a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders, and then an expression of wild joy appeared on his face. Because he had made the right bet. Not only would he not die, but he would also achieve meteoric success.
"Very good, very good!"
Xiao Kun laughed out loud. His smile was filled with killing intent, "Pass down my order. Everyone is to get ready. We must reach the northeast before afternoon!"
His brows were filled with fierceness, "Niu Qingshan is dead, the Longevity Swordsman Chen Tulong is also dead, and Li Xuanji has been crippled. Let's see who can save you this time, the remnants of the Ye Clan!"
…
In the prison filled with formations in the Celestial Master Hall of China.
The Grandmaster of Wudang Sect, Li Xuanji's entire body was locked up, and his dantian had been crippled by someone using a tyrannical method. His cultivation base was completely lost, and at this moment, he seemed to have aged dozens of years.
As one of the four great guardians of the Celestial Master Hall, Jiang Zhengyang stood outside the prison and looked at him with a faint smile, "Li Xuanji, you never dreamed that you would have such a day, right?"
"Why?"
Li Xuanji opened his eyes weakly and looked at him accusingly, "Why? Why did the Second High Priest help Shang Santian? Aren't you afraid that the Head High Priest will come back to punish you?! "
The Celestial Master Hall was created by the great ancestor. There were a total of four great priests. One of them was Chen Tulong, the second was Ma Changgong, the third was Li Xuanji, and the fourth was Jiang Zhengyang.
When Shang Santian attacked the Ye Clan, he had also received the news. At that time, he had planned to go to Tiannan to stop everything.
Unexpectedly, he was suppressed by the Second High Priest, who had never shown his face. Not only did the Second High Priest capture him with his Pseudo Emperor Stage combat strength, he even crippled his cultivation and imprisoned him here.
"Head High Priest?"
Jiang Zhengyang smirked coldly, "Are you talking about that old fart, the Longevity Swordsman Chen Tulong? If he were alive, we wouldn't dare to act rashly. Unfortunately, this old fart was killed by the Bai family in Kunlun. The Longevity Sword severed longevity, but he didn't expect it to sever his own longevity! "
"What?!"
Li Xuanji felt like he was struck by lightning, "The Head High Priest is dead?!"
"Not only is Chen Tulong dead!"
Jiang Zhengyang said mercilessly, "Even your subordinate, the Dragon Soul King, Niu Qingshan, is dead. This piece of trash is only an intermediate-stage martial venerable, yet he tried to help the Ye family. He's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. His death is not to be regretted!"
"It's over!"
Li Xuanji collapsed to the ground as if he had lost all hope. He cried on the spot, "The Chinese cultivation world is finished, completely finished!"
He seemed to have thought of something and looked at Jiang Zhengyang in extreme pain, "Why did you and the Second High Priest help Shang Santian? Have you forgotten the great ancestor's last words and the responsibility of the Celestial Master Hall? "
"Why?"
A strange look flashed across Jiang Zhengyang's eyes as he said with a faint smile, "That's a good question. Seeing that you're not far from death, I might as well tell you that the Second High Priest is actually from the Lin family of Shang Santian."
Li Xuanji roared, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
"Impossible?"
Jiang Zhengyang smiled disdainfully, "Back then, Shang Santian had already predicted that the great ancestor would secretly arrange for the Second High Priest to change his name and join the Celestial Master Hall in order to fight against Shang Santian. The Second High Priest has been hiding for decades. If not for Chen Tulong's death, the Second High Priest would not have exposed his identity!"
Blergh!
Li Xuanji vomited blood on the spot and laughed as if he was mocking himself, "Hahaha, what a great Shang Santian, what a great Celestial Master Hall. We've been waiting for decades, and this is the outcome!"
"Don't worry, I won't kill you now!"
Jiang Zhengyang looked down at him from above, "I've already sent someone to find the whereabouts of the remaining members of the Ye family. After we kill all of them, no one in the Chinese cultivation world will be able to resist Shang Santian. I want you to see the complete destruction of the Chinese cultivation world with your own eyes!"
…
Spiritual Medicine Mountain!
Yao Bingyue looked at Yao Huayuan excitedly and said, "Father, there's news from Shang Santian just now. It's said that they've found the whereabouts of the remaining members of the Ye family. This time, even the gods won't be able to save them!"
"Bingyue, isn't Shang Santian going too far?"
Yao Huayuan sighed softly, "After all, the Ye family has never had any enmity with Shang Santian. They don't deserve to die. Moreover, I'm worried …"
"Father, what are you worried about?"
"I'm worried that Mad Southern Ye isn't dead!"
Yao Huayuan's lips moved slightly. He looked around and said softly, "Everyone said that Mad Southern Ye is dead, but we haven't even seen his corpse. What if it's fake …"
Yao Bingyue's expression changed slightly when she heard that, "The news was confirmed by Shang Santian. It can't be fake. Moreover, Ye has stepped onto the ghost ship, and everyone knows how dangerous it is. Otherwise, countless people wouldn't have died because of it …"
At this point, her expression was a little ferocious, "Father, don't forget who caused us to become so old. We can't do anything to Ye, so we can only vent our anger on his family!"
Yao Huayuan sighed heavily and did not say anything else.
…
Ganzhou's Murong family!
At that moment, Murong Xue was dressed extremely beautifully. She stood quietly in front of the mirror and looked at her face, as if she was enjoying everything.
"Shasha, don't blame me. You don't have the right to be the head of the Murong family. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too naive. You gave me everything, causing me to secretly make you a figurehead without you knowing!"
A smug smile appeared at the corner of her lips, "In this world, honest people don't have a good ending. The people from Shang Santian have already headed to the northeast. Soon, you silly girl will die with the remaining members of the Ye family, and I'll still be alive and well …"
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