Chapter 532: Kill Him!

Hearing Guo Junyu’s words, Xiao Yufan’s heart sank, all hope vanishing instantly, while Mo Lao’s murderous intent intensified…

“If I manage to escape today, old man, you and the hidden Guo family will pay a price you’ll never be able to bear!” Xiao Yufan spat out fiercely. Although panic had set in, he had no intention of giving up.

“You have no chance!” Guo Junyu raised his proud head, staring intently at Xiao Yufan with an air of superiority. At this moment, he controlled Xiao Yufan’s life and death. Anyone who dared to oppose him would only meet one fate—death!

Mo Lao stepped forward, each step increasing the terrifying aura radiating from him. Even without unleashing his full strength, he was more than capable of killing Xiao Yufan.

“Die!” Xiao Yufan’s eyes twitched violently. He swiftly drew a purple-gold dagger from the side of his calf. Despite the vast gap in strength, he still chose to resist—because without resistance, he would still die.

“Why struggle? It will only make your suffering worse!” Mo Lao chuckled lightly, swiftly dodging Xiao Yufan’s sharp attack. In the next instant, his palm had already landed on Xiao Yufan’s other arm.

“Ah…”

Before Xiao Yufan could react, a sharp pain shot through his body. The arm holding the dagger had gone numb, and with that seemingly gentle palm strike, his body was slammed violently against the inner cliff wall.

However, ignoring the tearing pain coursing through his body, Xiao Yufan focused solely on finding Mo Lao’s fatal weakness. As long as his dagger pierced Mo Lao’s heart, there was still a slim chance of survival.

But he was fast—Mo Lao was faster…

Bang!

A furious palm strike smashed directly into Xiao Yufan’s chest. Instantly, his body flew backward violently, crashing onto the ground.

Lin Jiayao looked at Xiao Yufan, now covered in blood, her delicate hands clenching tightly. Her long fingers pierced into her palms, but she knew that rushing forward would change nothing—it would only become a burden to him.

A rush of blood surged upward, spilling from his mouth. Xiao Yufan covered his chest with his hand. He could clearly feel that his ribs had collapsed inward.

In just two strikes, he was utterly helpless, gravely wounded by Mo Lao.

“I told you, resistance is futile. Surrender, and maybe I can grant you a quick death out of respect for Lord Situ Lingyu!” Mo Lao withdrew his palm, standing still with a smile. Yet when Situ Lao Ye was mentioned, his eyes twitched slightly. If Situ Lingyu ever learned of this, he was certain that even the Guo family wouldn’t be able to protect him from the ensuing fury.

No matter what, Xiao Yufan had to die here today…

“Die in your dreams!” Xiao Yufan roared, dragging his broken body forward once again. He hadn’t even noticed that the blood seeping from his wounds was slowly being absorbed into the jade pendant around his neck—the very pendant the old man had mentioned that day.

“Old bastard, even if I die here today, I will make you pay dearly!”

Xiao Yufan let out a long, furious howl. His aura surged violently, and under the threat of death, he nearly entered a frenzied state.

Unconsciously, his cultivation level, which had been at the middle stage of Qi Condensation, broke through to the peak of Qi Condensation. A warm stream coursed through his body, repairing it. The cultivation of the Body Cultivation Realm focused on internal energy, and with it came an increasingly terrifying regenerative ability…

“Hmph, so you’re really ready to die fighting…”

Mo Lao’s lips curled into an amused smile. Though surprised, he still didn’t take Xiao Yufan seriously. Even if he had broken through to the Qi Condensation stage, the gap in strength still meant only one outcome.

Guo Junyu’s expression darkened again. He hadn’t expected that during their previous fight, this guy had actually been holding back. Judging from the current aura alone, he was far inferior to Xiao Yufan now.

If they fought again, he would definitely lose—and lose badly. Fortunately, Xiao Yufan’s strength posed no threat to him anymore, because this man was about to die!

“Mo Lao, since both his arms are useless, there’s no need to leave his legs either!” Guo Junyu said coldly. Xiao Yufan’s icy gaze swept over him, causing him to instinctively step back. At this moment, Xiao Yufan’s combat power had already surpassed Guo Junyu’s.

“Die!” Xiao Yufan’s hoarse voice echoed. In a flash, his body shot forward like a streak of light.

Bang! Bang!

Mo Lao casually struck out two palms, landing solid hits on Xiao Yufan. Once again, Xiao Yufan flew backward, blood trickling down his arms. The entire battlefield was now in ruins.

But Xiao Yufan no longer felt any pain—he had gone numb. He got up, only to fall again, each time gaining another wound…

“Why do this?” Mo Lao shook his head. Suddenly, his eyes flashed with coldness, and his body vanished from sight.

Crack! A sharp, crisp sound of bone breaking echoed. Before Xiao Yufan could get close, his lower leg had already been snapped.

Mo Lao hesitated slightly as he attacked. He knew that if Situ Lingyu discovered he had cruelly killed his grandson, his own death would be ten thousand times more miserable than Xiao Yufan’s. The ferocity and might of the Silver Fox were known only to their generation.

Dizziness overwhelmed Xiao Yufan, making him feel powerless. As he fell for the last time, his consciousness began to fade into chaos…

Upon hearing Guo Junyu’s words, Xiao Yufan’s heart skipped a beat, and all his hopes were dashed. The murderous intent emanating from Old Mo grew even stronger…

“If I get the chance to escape today, I swear I’ll make the hidden Guo family pay an unbearable price!” Xiao Yufan growled fiercely. Though he was panicking now, panic didn’t mean he would give up resisting.

“You have no chance!” Guo Junyu lifted his haughty head, staring intently at Xiao Yufan with an air of superiority. At this moment, he held Xiao Yufan’s life in his hands. Whoever offended him had only one fate—death!

Old Mo stepped forward, each step amplifying the terrifying aura around him. Even without using his full strength, killing Xiao Yufan would be more than enough.

“Die!” Xiao Yufan’s eyelids twitched violently as he swiftly drew a purple-golden dagger from the side of his calf. Despite the vast difference in their strength, he chose to fight back because surrendering would still mean death.

“Why struggle? It will only make your suffering worse,” Old Mo chuckled lightly, dodging Xiao Yufan’s sharp attack with incredible speed. In the next moment, his hand had already clamped down on Xiao Yufan’s other arm.

“Ah…” By the time Xiao Yufan realized what had happened, he couldn’t help but gasp. The arm holding the dagger had lost all strength, and under the force of that seemingly light palm strike, his body was sent crashing into the cliff wall.

However, Xiao Yufan ignored the searing pain tearing through his body, focusing solely on finding Old Mo’s vital point. If he could plunge the dagger into his heart, there was still a slim chance of success.

But he was fast, and Old Mo was faster…

Bang! A powerful palm strike landed squarely on Xiao Yufan’s chest, sending him flying backward once again, slamming into the ground.

Lin Jiayao watched Xiao Yufan, now drenched in blood, her delicate hands clenched tightly, her long nails digging into her palms. But she knew that stepping forward wouldn’t change anything; it would only become a burden for him.

A surge of blood rushed up, and Xiao Yufan spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest. He could clearly feel that his ribs had caved in.

Just two strikes, and he was already severely injured, with no strength left to resist.

“I told you, struggling is futile. Surrender, and perhaps, out of respect for Situ Lingyu, I can grant you a quick death,” Old Mo retracted his hand, standing still and smiling at Xiao Yufan. However, when he mentioned Situ Lingyu, his eye twitched slightly. If the old man knew what was happening here, he was certain that even the Guo family couldn’t protect him from Situ Lingyu’s wrath.

So, no matter what, Xiao Yufan had to die today.

“Dream on!” Xiao Yufan roared, dragging his crippled body forward for another attack. Unbeknownst to him, the blood seeping from his body slowly soaked into the jade pendant around his neck—the very pendant the old man had mentioned that day.

“Old fool, even if I die here today, I’ll make you pay!” Xiao Yufan let out a long howl, his aura suddenly surging. Faced with the threat of death, he had entered a frenzied state.

Unconsciously, his strength, which had been at the mid-stage of Qi Condensation, suddenly broke through to the peak of Qi Condensation. The sensation of breaking through felt like a warm current, repairing his body. The cultivation of the Body Refinement realm focused on internal strength, and this cultivation not only enhanced physical strength but also made the body’s recovery ability increasingly terrifying…

“Oh? Are you planning to go all out now?” Old Mo’s lips curled into a playful smile. Though surprised, he didn’t take Xiao Yufan seriously. Even if he broke through to the Qi Condensation peak, the gap in their strength was too vast, and the outcome would remain the same.

Guo Junyu’s face darkened once again. He hadn’t expected that during their previous fight, this guy had been holding back. In terms of sheer aura, he was now far inferior to Xiao Yufan.

If they were to fight again, he would undoubtedly lose, and lose badly. But it didn’t matter, because Xiao Yufan’s strength couldn’t threaten him anymore—this man was about to die!

“Old Mo, since both his arms are useless, there’s no need to keep his legs either,” Guo Junyu spoke again, and Xiao Yufan’s icy gaze swept over him, forcing him to take a step back involuntarily. At this moment, Xiao Yufan’s combat power had surpassed Guo Junyu’s…

“Die!” A hoarse voice escaped Xiao Yufan’s lips as his body shot forward like a streak of light.

Bang! Bang! Old Mo casually struck out with two palm strikes, landing solidly on Xiao Yufan’s body. Xiao Yufan was sent flying backward once more, blood trickling down his arms, leaving the ground in a mess.

But Xiao Yufan could no longer feel any pain—he was numb. He got up, only to fall again, each time adding another wound to his body…

“Why bother?” Old Mo shook his head, his eyes suddenly flashing with cold light as his body vanished from the spot.

Crack! The crisp sound of bone breaking echoed. Before Xiao Yufan could even get close, his calf had been snapped.

As he acted, Old Mo hesitated for a moment. He knew that if Situ Lingyu found out he had tortured and killed his grandson, his own death would be a thousand times worse. The ferocity and strength of the Silver Fox were something only their generation could truly understand.

The dizziness made Xiao Yufan feel utterly powerless. The last time he fell, his consciousness had already slipped into chaos…

“Kill him!” Guo Junyu watched Xiao Yufan collapse, a wild laugh spreading across his face. It seemed as if all the humiliation he had suffered had vanished in this moment.

Without responding, Old Mo simply nodded and walked over to Xiao Yufan. But just then, he suddenly sensed two chilling auras.

“This is someone our Huangpu family wants. If you kill him, I am honored to announce that the hidden Guo family will cease to exist!” A cold voice echoed from afar, causing Old Mo’s body to tremble violently. His face filled with terror as he found himself unable to move under the lock of that icy aura. He couldn’t fathom how Xiao Yufan had become connected to the mysterious Huangpu family…

Mo Lao gave no reply, only nodding slightly before stepping toward Xiao Yufan. But just then, he suddenly sensed two chilling presences approaching.

“He is the person our Huangpu family wants. If you kill him, I will be honored to announce that your hidden Guo family will cease to exist!”

A cold voice approached from afar. Mo Lao’s body shuddered violently, his face paling with fear. Under the lock of that icy aura, he couldn’t even lift a hand. He never imagined how Xiao Yufan could possibly be connected to the mysterious Huangpu family…