Chapter 91: A Breeze of Blood and a Rain of Gore

In the grand hall of the Mo Yang family’s ancestral mansion, the air was as if frozen. Three elders who had arrived at the hall were pale-faced, with beads of sweat on many of their brows.

“Speak! What should we do?” Seated atop the hall was a woman in silver robes, her face filled with fury.

She was the current head of the Mo Yang family—Mo Yang Qi.

Ever since the old ancestor who had created the Mo Yang family’s glory had passed away, the family had gradually declined. Fortunately, Mo Yang Qi had survived near-fatal body transformations and become a ‘False Transcendent,’ allowing the Mo Yang family to begin rising again. Although before true Transcendent beings, such False Transcendents were merely a joke, to ordinary mortals, they were still terrifying.

They could soar through the skies and burrow beneath the earth, were immune to harm from non-Transcendent weapons, and lived for eight hundred years! Thus, they were more than capable of maintaining a family’s prosperity.

But only on one condition—do not provoke true Transcendents!

In the past, the Mo Yang family had always been cautious, even arranging marriages with top-tier families that had produced true Transcendents to secure their status. But this time…

“I trust you, the Elder Council! I’ve left all family affairs to you, but what have you done?” The woman in silver robes’ voice was filled with rage. “Dongbo Xueying was able to match Xiang Pangyun evenly at just twenty-two before falling into the Black Wind Abyss! Just because he fell into the Black Wind Abyss means he must be dead? No one saw his corpse! Was he definitely dead? At that time, you should have treated Dongbo Xueying’s parents well!”

The three elders dared not utter a word.

They grumbled silently to themselves—didn’t the clan leader already know that Dongbo Xueying and Xiang Pangyun had perished together?

“Now a major disaster has arrived! Our Mo Yang family has endured for a thousand years, and if we make even the slightest mistake in handling this, our annihilation is imminent!” Mo Yang Qi raged.

She was truly terrified.

News from the alchemical workshops in Dongxiang Lake had already reached her—soaring through the skies, Transcendent battle auras, a single gaze felling a group of knights including the Silver Moon Knight… everything indicated that Dongbo Xueying was definitely a true Transcendent being!

The threatening words Dongbo Xueying had spoken were transmitted word-for-word from Dongxiang Lake.

Mo Yang Qi was panicking, for within Dongbo Xueying’s threats was a line—’All who deserve death must die, including your clan leader who issued the orders back then!’ Clearly, she herself was originally marked for death.

“Fortunately, thanks to Mo Yang Yu’s relationship with our family, he didn’t go too far.” As Mo Yang Qi thought of this, her eyes grew even colder.

She had already made her decision!

“For the sake of our family’s continued survival, at this moment, we must satisfy Dongbo Xueying completely!” Mo Yang Qi declared. She now even added ‘Lord’ after Dongbo Xueying’s name when speaking, to show her respect.

“Correct.”

“We must satisfy Lord Dongbo.” The elders nodded in unison.

“Back then, during the Elder Council, who proposed severely punishing Mo Yang Yu? Who proposed marrying her off?” Mo Yang Qi asked.

Of the three elders present, two looked toward the cold, sinister old man among them.

The sinister old man’s face changed.

“Master Shan, you’ve lived long enough. It’s time for you to sacrifice yourself for the family.” Mo Yang Qi’s gaze was icy.

The sinister old man gritted his teeth, his face twisting with fury. “I only casually suggested marrying Mo Yang Yu off—it was just a name I picked! And besides, she violated the clan’s rules, so of course she deserved punishment, I…”

“Hmph? Do you dare resist?” Mo Yang Qi’s eyes flashed with killing intent.

In a family that had endured for a thousand years, with tens of thousands of descendants, sacrificing an entire branch of the family, like Elder Mo Yang Shan’s, was a minor matter.

“Mo Yang Shan, you’re old enough, having benefited from the family’s grace. How can you fear death at a time like this?”

“Hmph, you were the one who proposed it, the one who insisted on punishing her! How can you back down now?” The other two elders angrily chimed in. The Elder Council consisted of many elders—the likes of Master Xu Guangqing were even non-clan elders. But only these three elders were present in the ancestral mansion. Killing one elder was nothing.

“It was my mistake.” The sinister old man lowered his head.

“Why did you suggest marrying Mo Yang Yu off? Who asked you to do it behind the scenes? Record everything down. No matter how hidden or obvious, no one involved in this plot will be spared!” Mo Yang Qi said calmly. In a large family, internal struggles were fierce. There were many noble daughters in the family—why was it specifically Mo Yang Yu who was chosen? There must have been behind-the-scenes maneuvering.

“After capturing Mo Yang Yu and Dongbo Lie, no one who plotted against or harmed this couple shall be spared. Whether they issued the orders or carried them out!”

“These are the bare minimum.”

“As for how to appease a Transcendent’s wrath, consult the family elders and quickly come up with a plan.”

Mo Yang Qi then stood and issued her orders. “Hurry and act! Not a single one of those who should be captured must escape!”

…

In a luxurious garden, a cold, middle-aged man in an extravagant robe sat leisurely, surrounded by beauties who peeled fruit for him, feeding it into his mouth and massaging his shoulders.

He was Mo Yang Chenbai! Already past ninety, but as a Silver Moon Knight, living to one hundred sixty or seventy was normal—some even lived to two hundred. Judging by lifespan, he was not considered old at all.

“Master,” a thin young man darted into the garden, shouting anxiously. “Master, master, something big has happened!”

“Fool! How dare you barge in here without permission? If this isn’t important, I’ll have your wretched life!” Mo Yang Chenbai’s face darkened. This was the back garden, where his concubines resided—male servants and guards were strictly forbidden from entering.

“It’s news from Dongxiang Lake’s alchemical workshop. Dongbo Xueying has become a Transcendent being and has already rescued his parents. He has issued an ultimatum to our Mo Yang family!” The thin young man was one of Mo Yang Chenbai’s loyal henchmen. If his master fell, his own good days would be over too. “Master, we must act quickly!”

Mo Yang Chenbai’s face paled. “Dongbo Xueying was supposed to be dead! How could he become a Transcendent? Has the news been mistaken?”

Boom~~~

Suddenly, a thunderous roar split the sky. A black alchemical airship appeared directly overhead, with a group of powerful knights and mages standing upon it, their cold gazes fixed on Mo Yang Chenbai below.

Mo Yang Chenbai was the most important and strongest among those to be captured. To prevent any mishaps, the ancestral mansion had directly deployed the airship to eliminate him.

“Mo Yang Chenbai, surrender immediately!” A voice rang out from above.

…

From that very noon, the entire Mo Yang family was thrown into a storm of arrests and bloodshed. The ringleader, Mo Yang Chenbai, was executed after interrogation and punishment that very night. Some senior elders of the family, though perhaps not the strongest in power, were all shrewd individuals who had contributed greatly to the family over the years and were well-respected advisors. They too were now discussing how to quell the wrath of a Transcendent being.

After all, even if this crisis passed, if Dongbo Xueying held a grudge, the Mo Yang family might still face annihilation in the future.

Thus, they had to find a way to appease his fury!

…

As dusk fell and the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky gradually darkened.

Si An, the master of Longshan Pavilion in the city, stood at the city gates, gazing into the distance, waiting.

“Whoosh!” A streak of flame-light appeared from the distant horizon and then halted in midair.

“It’s the Lord! And beside him are Lord and Lady Dongbo?” Si An instantly recognized the three figures hovering in the sky.

Above, Dongbo Xueying and his parents looked down upon the city below.

“Twenty years… we’re back.” Dongbo Lie and Mo Yang Yu gazed down, their hearts stirred with emotion.

“Ah, it’s the Lord!”

“The Lord is in the sky! And beside him… ah, it’s the former Lord!”

Though twenty years had passed, many soldiers and servants who had been present at the castle’s founding still recognized Dongbo Lie and Mo Yang Yu at once. The entire city erupted in excitement.

“Father, Mother, let’s go down,” Dongbo Xueying smiled. “Uncle Zong and Uncle Tong, along with Qing Shi, should be arriving soon.”

Yet Dongbo Lie and Mo Yang Yu felt a strange nervousness and unease, as if approaching home after a long absence.

Whoosh.

The three descended at the main gate of the castle. The drawbridge had already been lowered, and the gates stood wide open. Si An and a large group, including You Tu, had been waiting at the entrance.

“Dongbo! Ah Yu!” A trembling, excited voice called out as Zong Ling, Tong San, and Qing Shi appeared at the city gates, with Zong Ling and Tong San the most excited.

“Master,” Tong San looked at Mo Yang Yu, now with snow-white hair, and the burly lion beastman wept.

Zong Ling and Tong San rushed forward and embraced Dongbo Lie and his wife.

“Ah,” Zong Ling soon pulled forward the timid Qing Shi. “Dongbo, Ah Yu, this is Qing Shi.”

“Little Stone?” Mo Yang Yu looked at Qing Shi.

Back when they had parted, Dongbo Xueying had already been eight years old, his features mostly formed. But Qing Shi had only been two at the time, and his adult appearance was vastly different. Mo Yang Yu could hardly recognize him.

Qing Shi also felt a complex mix of emotions. Watching Uncle Zong and Uncle Tong’s joyful reunion with his older brother, he had no real memories of his parents.

“Little Stone.” Mo Yang Yu reached out and held her son’s hand, growing more and more affectionate as she looked at him.

“Stone looks a lot like Ah Yu.” Dongbo Lie smiled as well.

As mother and father gradually bonded with their younger son, Dongbo Xueying watched with a warm heart. At that moment, Master Si An approached and whispered, “My Lord.”

“Master Si An,” Dongbo Xueying turned and smiled. “I’m sorry for the slight delay in returning.”

“Lord, you’ve already returned very quickly. There’s one matter I must report,” Master Si An hurriedly said. “The head of the Longshan Pavilion in Anyang Province, Master Yi Hong, has arrived this afternoon. He is over there.”

The head of the Longshan Pavilion in Anyang Province?

Dongbo Xueying turned his gaze. Among the large group behind Master Si An stood a lean man with simply tied long hair. The man smiled at Dongbo Xueying and stepped forward.

Slightly sensing the man’s aura.

“A False Transcendent?” Dongbo Xueying quickly judged.

“Greetings, Lord Dongbo,” the lean man smiled. “I am Yi Hong, in charge of the minor affairs of the Longshan Pavilion in Anyang Province. In truth, I am merely a servant to the Transcendent lords. If you have any orders, feel free to give them at any time.”