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"Will the one who started this practice have no descendants?"
"Are you so bloodthirsty? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
Even Lu Xuan was momentarily shocked by Wang Ai's shamelessness.
That's brilliant! No wonder you became one of the Ten Elders!
But Wang Ai continued to shamelessly argue, "I just wanted to invite Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye over for a chat."
"How dare you so violently slaughter members of my royal family? Aren't you afraid of what the world will say?"
"No matter what, I'm one of the Ten Elders. Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by All-Tong Company?"
Wang Ai looked anxious, like an old man about to be run over by a semi-trailer, utterly shameless.
That's right! He's stalling for time.
Now that things have come to this, Lu Xuan's mere Qi alone was enough to suppress him to the point of no return, and the sword's cry easily annihilated the Wang family's many experts with his extraordinary abilities.
Wang Ai knew she had bitten off more than she could chew this time, but why hadn't she received any information about this before?
Wang Ai didn't have time to think it through; all she could do was try to buy as much time as possible, hoping that things wouldn't go wrong at Wudang.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly felt the pressure on my body lighten.
Does moral blackmail really work?
Wang Ai's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously tried to pull Wang Bing, who was also unable to move, behind her, but first touched an oval-shaped object.
The object was still warm... and a little sticky?
Wang Ai's heart skipped a beat, and as if possessed, she picked up the "object" and placed it in front of her.
All that could be seen was a head with a gruesome death expression, as if it had suffered great terror before its demise.
It was... the head of his own younger brother, Wang Feng?
How could that be? Shouldn't he be leading his men to deal with the Wudang people right now?
Wang Ai looked at Wang Feng's head in his hand, and met Wang Feng's horrified, unseeing eyes.
Wang Feng seemed to have suffered immense torment before his death, his eyes filled with indelible terror until the very end.
*Thud!* The head slipped from Wang Ai's palm.
All the excuses he had just made were silenced by this shock, leaving him speechless and trembling.
Is the Yang God traveling far and wide, picking flowers along the way?
Wang Ai felt utterly hopeless.
Now that things have come to this, how could he not understand that all his plans have failed?
"Wang Ai, if you don't court death, you won't die. Why can't you understand?"
Lu Xuan looked at Wang Ai, whose face was ashen.
With a casual gesture, Wang Bing's body seemed to slam uncontrollably between the two.
"Great-great-grandfather~"
Wang Bing's indistinct voice came through, causing Wang Ai's heart to break, and she finally couldn't help but kneel down on the ground with a thud.
Now that all plans have failed, Wang Ai resolutely knelt down, wanting to take full responsibility.
"Lu Xuan, Daoist Lu, Master Lu, please spare Bing'er. He is innocent. He knows nothing."
“It was all my plan, so please let Bing’er go.”
"Even if you have a partnership with the company, they won't allow you to kill people like this. The company also cares about the impact. Aren't you afraid that the company will turn against you afterward?"
"My Wang family is willing to cooperate with Master Lu. Isn't cooperating with my Wang family better than cooperating with the company?"
Wang Ai spoke recklessly, using a mix of threats and promises to try and save Wang Bing's life.
In particular, I caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye that Xu Si had led his company people to a hillside not far away.
Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if Lu Xuan cooperates with the company, he will still be subject to the company's control. Since the people from Na Du Tong have arrived, they will never let Lu Xuan continue killing.
Does the company really intend to let Lu Xuan kill him, one of the Ten Elders? Does it really disregard the stability of the world of supernatural beings?
Then they saw Xu Si and his men stop there, not taking another step forward.
Wang Ai: "?"
Xu Si: Why are you looking at me? I'm just here to clean up the mess!
Wang Ai immediately swallowed half a breath.
Then Feng Zhenghao appeared on the hillside, standing right next to Xu Si.
Xu Si and Feng Zhenghao were chatting and laughing when they both looked over in their direction.
Wang Ai: "!!!"
Wang Ai almost choked on her own breath.
Now that things have come to this, he should understand everything.
Feng Zhenghao has brought this upon himself!
No wonder! No wonder! He was tricked; this was all a setup.
The company and the Tianxia Society have joined forces to set up a scheme using information asymmetry. Considering Lü Ci's decisive withdrawal just now, the Lü family may even be involved.
This game is a gamble on one's own greed, a gamble on one's own actions being taken prematurely due to company pressure. But why would the company set up such a game?
"Lu Xuan, don't you understand? Actually, the company is plotting against you and me. The company wants to use you to deal with my Wang family."
"Aren't you afraid that the company will use you and then discard you? Why don't you cooperate with my Wang family now?"
"Our Wang family and other aristocratic families have a thousand-year-old tradition, supporting half of the supernatural world. Even companies have to be careful. Are you going to make an enemy of half the supernatural world for the sake of the company?"
Even now, Wang Ai still wants to sow discord between Lu Xuan and the company.
In his view, even if Lu Xuan cooperated with the company, he wouldn't be wholeheartedly committed, and he could gain a glimmer of hope with just a little provocation.
Then he saw Lu Xuan's indifferent gaze, as if he were looking down at an ant.
"It seems you've got something wrong."
"It's not whether I dare to be an enemy of half the world of supernatural beings for the sake of the company, but whether the company dares to be an enemy of me for the sake of the world of supernatural beings."
"The Wang family? The Ten Elders?"
"Do you still want to hold them accountable? You ant."
Lu Xuan stomped down, and a sound like a watermelon bursting came from beneath his feet. Juice, pulp, and rind splashed out like they had been hit by a cannonball.
Juice and pulp splattered onto Wang Ai's face, which was ashen. Wang Ai immediately felt as if she had lost her only great-grandson...
Oh! No, that's not right! It's not like that.
What Lu Xuan was standing on was either a watermelon or Wang Ai's only great-grandson.
"Bing'er~ Ah!"
A moment later, Wang Ai's angry voice rang out again.
"Bing'er, he is innocent!"
"Lu Xuan, aren't you afraid of the Wang family's revenge?"
Lu Xuan looked at the deranged Wang Ai in front of him. Just as Wang Ai had been vicious and arrogant a moment ago, she was now filled with grief and desolation.
Seeing this, Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel much better!
The purpose of spiritual cultivation is to achieve a clear and unobstructed mind.
How can you cultivate immortality if you can't even understand the basics of thought? You might as well cultivate the path of a tortoise or a turtle.
Since you've plotted against me and attacked me, I'll wipe out your entire family.
As for the Wang family's revenge...
Lu Xuan spoke as if in doubt.
"If I wipe out your Wang family, then I won't have anything to fear anymore?"
Wang Ai: "..."
Even Wang Ai, who was immersed in grief, was taken aback for a moment. What she said made so much sense!
Chapter 84: Don't be too cruel in your dealings with others, and don't be too ruthless in your actions.
Wang Ai was terrified. With Lu Xuan's terrifying cultivation, he might actually be able to wipe out the Wang family.
If Lu Xuan really stormed the Wang family and wiped out the entire family, what use would his connections and power be?
Do you think people would come to your grave to talk about friendship or collusion?
He had to go back to command the entire Wang family to prepare for war.
If he were to mobilize the entire Wang family's resources, he would not be without the ability to fight back.
A pang of grief flashed in Wang Ai's eyes as she thought of this, her gaze sweeping over the broken watermelon... ugh! the headless corpse of her own grandson.
Then, he resolutely took out a paintbrush and drew a boundary gate behind him.
This is the power of the Wang family's divine magic. Even the so-called Eight Extraordinary Techniques are somewhat inadequate in the face of the Wang family's thousand-year-old divine magic.
Wang Ai did not practice the art of summoning spirits and commanding generals; he devoted his entire life to the art of divine magic.
The gate was square on all four sides, looking like a dreamlike doorway, with the Wang family's residence on the other side.
The Divine Painter requires extremely high talent; even opening the boundary gate is difficult for a disciple of the Wang family. Even his great-grandson, Wang Bing, could only open the seventh boundary gate at most to enter the two-dimensional world within the painting.
However, Wang Ai's brushwork had long reached the level of "the brushstrokes are divine," and his drawing of this boundary gate was enough to connect it to the boundary gate of the Wang family's main branch.
Although the portal had not existed for long, it was enough for him to traverse space and return to the Wang family's headquarters in the capital.
"Just you wait! You brat Lu Xuan, I will make you pay with your life for my Bing'er."
With a flourish of his brush, Wang Ai unleashed a magical, hazy, and dazzling aura upon himself. He spoke harshly, his gaze fixed on Lu Xuan, before falling toward the gate behind him.