I Can See Through Everything Chapter 225: All Must Be Killed, Yi Cannot Be Calmed - Novel Cool

Chapter 225: All Must Be Killed, Yi Cannot Be Calmed

Inside the inn, silence reigned like a tomb.

Seeing Lu Qing crush the effeminate youth under his foot, every remaining Liu Yun Zong disciple froze in terror. Even Fang Tao and his disciples were shaken to their core. Though Ma Gu and Wei Zian had been hardened by years of battle, they too were stunned—shaken by the chilling aura of slaughter radiating from Lu Qing.

Yet they understood why he was so enraged.

Xiao Yan was Lu Qing’s true weakness—the one thing he would never allow to be touched. That Liu Yun Zong heir had not only spoken with insolence toward her, but dared to harbor vile intentions. To him, it was tantamount to inviting death.

And then there was the trail of horror they had witnessed—countless lives lost, innocent townsfolk slaughtered without mercy. All of it had already built a storm of fury inside Lu Qing. To not kill this man would have been unnatural.

The only surprise was the method—so brutal, so merciless. After all, Xiao Yan was still here.

Fortunately, Old Doctor had covered her eyes beforehand. Otherwise, the little girl might have nightmares for weeks.

Staring at the mangled corpse of the once-pretty youth, the remaining Liu Yun Zong disciples trembled uncontrollably. Fear gripped them—deep, soul-crushing fear.

Not only were they terrified by Lu Qing’s merciless cruelty, but they knew the consequences: the heir was dead. The entire Liu Yun Zong would be thrown into chaos. The Sect Master and the Grand Elder would erupt in fury. The whole of Yun Zhou would tremble in the aftermath.

And as for them—these disciples who had failed to protect their master—they would surely be punished.

Thinking of the Sect Master’s cold authority and the Grand Elder’s merciless discipline, every last one of them felt their hearts freeze.

But soon, they wouldn’t have to worry.

Because Lu Qing had no intention of sparing any of them.

After crushing the effeminate youth like a bug, Lu Qing turned his gaze to the rest.

Thud.

One cold, emotionless stare from Lu Qing—each disciple flinched as if struck.

Some, weaker in spirit, dropped to their knees immediately.

"Please, noble warrior, have mercy! This isn’t our fault—we only followed the heir’s orders!"

"Yes, sir! We had no choice! If we disobeyed, we’d be the first to die!"

"Please, show us mercy! We promise we’ll never do it again!"

They begged, wept, sobbed—clutching the ground in desperation.

But Lu Qing’s expression remained utterly unchanged.

Da Shi barked in fury:

"Damn your lies! You monsters laughed when you slaughtered those innocent townspeople—loud enough for us to hear from across the street! Lu Xiao Langjun, these vermin aren’t human! Don’t let their whining fool you!"

The pleading disciples froze.

Then Lu Qing spoke, voice icy, like frozen steel:

"Tell me—what about that little girl over there?"

A chill ran through them.

One of the disciples stammered, "T-that was the heir’s doing… He had a twisted obsession with young girls… She’s the innkeeper’s granddaughter… The heir saw her today… and… he took her…"

His voice trailed off, but the words were enough.

"Monster…"

"Beast!" Zhao Qianlin and Fang Rou cried out in horror.

Even Ma Gu and the others looked livid. Old Doctor’s face darkened with rage.

"How can this be the heir? Doesn’t Liu Yun Zong even teach its successors how to be human?"

"Master’s son, Grand Elder’s grandson—no one dares challenge him! He’s cruel, capricious, bloodthirsty! Anyone who disobeys him is tortured—hands and feet cut off, even family dragged down with him! We had no choice, noble warrior! Please, give us a chance to change!"

The disciples pounded their foreheads against the floor, blood trickling from their wounds.

Lu Qing watched them, then spoke, voice dripping with scorn:

"You want a chance? Then tell me—what about the townspeople who died outside? Who will give them a second chance?"

He looked at their broken, sobbing forms.

"Scum like you don’t deserve to live. Not only will I not spare you—letting you die quickly is already the greatest mercy I can offer."

"Run!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the disciples sensed doom.

In an instant, they scattered—fleeing in every direction, desperate for the doors and windows.

Some even lunged toward the injured Fang Tao and Da Shi, trying to seize them as hostages.

"Typical dogs—no matter how much you train them, they’ll always stink of their nature," Lu Qing said coldly.

As the disciples fled, a stone appeared in his hand.

Swish!

With a flick of his wrist, ten-odd stones shot out like petals from a heavenly flower, scattering across the room.

Then came the dull thuds—bloody sprays erupted in the air.

In a single, horrifying moment, every fleeing disciple collapsed—some falling dead, others crashing into tables and chairs.

They were all dead.

No breath. No movement.

Lu Qing had slain them all—without a single sound.

"Ah!"

One body landed right in front of Fang Rou.

The sight of the stone piercing through the disciple’s skull—blood and brain matter oozing out—made her gasp in horror.

Earlier, she had been held by the effeminate youth. But when Lu Qing crushed the bulky man with a single punch, the shockwave had thrown her aside. The youth had been too busy fleeing to care. And in that moment, she’d escaped the blast.

She was bruised and battered, but unharmed—except for the old wounds, which now throbbed and bled again.

But she said nothing. She didn’t want her sister to worry.

After all, her father and Da Shi were far worse off.

"Are you alright, little sister? Did you get hurt?" Zhao Qianlin rushed over, cutting her bonds.

Meanwhile, Ma Gu severed the ropes binding Fang Tao and Da Shi.

"I’m fine—just a few bruises," Fang Rou lied, gritting her teeth.

But she knew the truth: her wounds were reopening.

Still, she kept silent. Her father and the others were suffering far more.

"Where are Wang Senior Brother and Li Senior Brother?" Zhao Qianlin asked.

"Locked in the storage room," Ma Gu replied. "When I was dragged out, I saw them—covered in blood, thrown in like trash."

He hurried to the kitchen and returned moments later with two men—bleeding, broken, barely breathing.

But they were still alive.

Thankfully, the Liu Yun Zong hadn’t killed them yet—still torturing them, still savoring their pain.

But as long as they had breath, Old Doctor could save them.

While Old Doctor attended to the wounded, Lu Qing stood before the small corpse, silent, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, deep in Yun Zhou, the Liu Yun Zong was gripped by a terrifying presence.

"It’s the Grand Elder’s aura!"

"Who dares provoke him? Who wants to die?"

The disciples trembled, whispering in fear, staring toward a distant palace.

Inside that palace, a figure stood, staring at a broken jade token in his hand—face twisted with fury.

"Xuan… is dead?!"

(End of Chapter)

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