Chapter 238: The Su Family's Fury! The Night Family of the Sword Pavilion!

Chapter 238: The Su Family's Fury! The Night Family of the Sword Pavilion!

In the southern region, within the Su Family's grand hall, a group of middle-aged and elderly individuals with formidable auras were in deep discussion.

These people were the pillars of the Su Family at present.

Great Saints, Saint Kings, and Great Accomplished Kings—a quick glance around the hall revealed over a hundred people, and even the weakest among them possessed the cultivation of Great Accomplished Kings.

This was the terrifying strength of the Su Family, the domain masters.

With the arrival of a prosperous era, the Demon Sect's turmoil, and the Demon Clan's growing ambitions, the Su Family had been busy lately, sometimes even convening the grand hall twice a day.

"Damn that Su Moyan!"

"He goes off to enjoy himself, leaving this mess for me."

Su Zian, seated in the main position, watched the endless discussions among the elders below, feeling a headache coming on.

His personality was ill-suited for the role of the family head, and he couldn't take it anymore after just a few days.

"Enough!" he said, looking for an opportunity to leave.

But at that moment—

Boom!

A loud noise startled everyone in the hall.

Su Wenlin, who had just been in a drowsy state, now stood like an awakened lion, his eyes radiating a faint killing intent.

"Uncle Wenlin," Su Zian said, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. Just as he was about to ask something, the communication talisman at his waist vibrated.

After reading the message, his face turned pale instantly.

"How dare they!"

Su Zian's sword-like eyebrows shot up, and a surge of anger erupted from within him.

"Zian, what's going on?" asked an elder with a powerful aura.

Before Su Zian could respond, the second uncle, who had just returned to the family, stood up with a face ashen.

As a member of the Su Changqing lineage, he had watched the second uncle, or 'Second Bull,' grow up.

And today, Second Bull had indeed endured enough.

He had notified everyone he could reach within the Su Family.

"Second Bull has been detained by the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect on Sword God Mountain," the second uncle said, his aura rippling. His voice turned slightly cold as he continued, "The reason given is that Second Bull secretly learned the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect's heritage."

"Not only do they want Second Bull to hand over the heritage with both hands, but they also demand that Changqing kneel and bow three times and nine times to apologize at the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect!"

Boom!

These words caused an uproar in the entire grand hall.

"Nonsense! Would someone from the Su Family stoop so low as to steal their heritage?"

"Damn it! Asking the young master to kneel and bow in apology? The Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect is getting too full of themselves!"

"What are we waiting for? Let's head to the Eastern Region and destroy that Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect!"

The elders in the hall exuded a terrifying aura, their faces devoid of fear, replaced by a surging killing intent.

This group had fought in the campaign against the Demon Sect, emerging from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

They feared nothing except for the prospect of battle.

Moreover, the Su Family was different from ordinary sects; they were bound by blood ties.

The Su Family protected their own, and these blood relatives were as close as flesh and bone. Today's detainment involved the son of Su Wenlin and even implicated the young master.

Without further discussion, nearly everyone stood up, ready to head to the Eastern Region.

"Hold on," said the elder who had spoken earlier, his eyebrows furrowed. "We must rescue him, but the question is how."

He turned to Su Wenlin, whose face was as dark as deep waters, and asked, "Wenlin, did Second Bull steal the sword path from the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect?"

"To be honest, even if he did, it doesn't matter. A mere heritage is something our Su Family can afford to lose!"

This question was crucial.

As the saying goes, a teacher's reputation is paramount, and this 'reputation' refers to honor and righteousness.

The Su Family needed to clarify right from wrong before deciding on their next move.

"Impossible!" Su Wenlin declared firmly. "I may not know about other matters, but that heritage definitely does not belong to the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect."

"The Sword Emperor's Will was given to Second Bull by Changqing, and I am aware of this," Su Zian said solemnly. "This matter cannot be wrong."

"When Changqing left seclusion, I personally witnessed him obtaining the heritage. When did it become the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect's?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's worries vanished, and their eyes blazed with overwhelming rage.

"So they forcefully took the heritage, twisted the truth, and slandered our Su Family!"

The second uncle, in a fit of rage, laughed bitterly, "What's there to discuss?"

"If we don't flatten their Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, our Su Family might as well leave the continent!"

After understanding the situation, the elders in the hall were united in their resolve—they must fight!

"You continue your discussion," Su Wenlin said, standing up. "I'll wait for you at Sword God Mountain!"

As his voice trailed off, Su Wenlin transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

"I'll lead the way to surround Sword God Mountain!"

The second uncle followed closely behind, his voice ringing out, "Follow me!"

With his command, two or three dozen people rose and left with him.

These individuals were all powerful cultivators from Qing Shan Village, descendants of the Su Changqing lineage.

As they set out, a large number of Su Family disciples followed from outside.

Streaks of light filled with overwhelming killing intent rushed towards the Eastern Region's Sword God Mountain!

At the same time, within the Su Family's grand hall—

"The Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect is not weak. We should notify the family head and ask him to personally handle this matter."

"The Su Family elder pondered for a moment before speaking, "Furthermore, the Sword God Mountain is a special place. Only Sword Cultivators can unleash their Dao Techniques there."

"The Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect isn't stupid. If they dare slander our Su Family, they must have already deployed a large number of powerful cultivators."

"If Wen Lin and the others go, they can only surround the Sword God Mountain, but it will be extremely difficult to attack."

Upon hearing this, Su Zian's brows furrowed as he said, "If they refuse to come out, do we have no other option?"

This elder was named Su Zhuo, a Great Sage-level expert from Su Mo Yan's lineage.

It was with Su Zhuo's assistance that Su Zian gradually put the Su Family's internal and external affairs in order.

Therefore, Su Zian valued Su Zhuo's suggestions greatly.

"If they insist on staying hidden, we truly have no other choice," Su Zhuo said with a helpless smile. But then he laughed and said, "However, your mother should be able to help."

"My mother?" Su Zian was taken aback.

"Have you forgotten what your maternal grandfather's family is famous for?" Su Zhuo asked with a light smile.

"Although my maternal grandfather has withdrawn from worldly affairs, his brother, my uncle, is the current head of the Sword Pavilion."

In the realm of sword cultivation, while the Sword Pavilion might be a step behind the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, it is still one of the top powers.

With the Sword Pavilion's help, even in the face of the Sword God Mountain, the Su Family would have a fighting chance.

"However..."

Su Zian seemed to remember something, and he spoke with a hint of embarrassment, "My maternal grandfather doesn't get along with my father. Even I and my older brother have only met him a few times."

"If we go there so rashly, won't we be chased away?"

He wasn't sure of the specific reason.

But it seemed that when his father married his mother, his maternal grandfather strongly opposed the union.

In all these years, he could count on one hand the number of times he had seen his maternal grandfather.

"That's why I said your mother should help," Su Zhuo explained, shaking his head. "This matter also concerns the safety of Changqing."

"Although that old man is stubborn, he won't ignore the situation. Rest assured."

After a moment of contemplation, Su Zian nodded. "The people from my older brother's lineage will stay and guard the Su Family. The rest of us will go to the Sword God Mountain!"

"I'll go to the Sword Pavilion with my mother. This time..."

His voice trailed off, and he looked into the distance, his eyes cold. "The Su Family will make the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect bow their heads!"

...

In the southern region, within a secret underground realm.

"Roar!"

A deafening dragon's roar reverberated, and a massive black dragon, spanning tens of thousands of feet, coiled and roared in the air.

Beneath this black dragon stood a young man, his upper body bare, and his skin marked with countless strange patterns.

"Return!"

The young man's light command, accompanied by a finger seal, caused the colossal black dragon to merge into his body like a dark flood.

In the blink of an eye, the young man's aura surged, and his bare back revealed a fleeting shadow of the black dragon.

"My bloodline has finally transformed," the young man said, clenching his fist lightly, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow as he felt the formidable power within him.

Then, he looked deep into the ground, where a large egg, covered in black patterns and the size of a human head, lay.

"I don't know if it's still alive, but it's enough as a gift," Su Mo Yan said, picking up the strange black egg, a rare smile appearing on his face.

After the Liu Family's departure, he had come to this place, his secret inheritance realm.

He had two goals in coming here.

First, to thoroughly refine the black dragon's soul and perfect his inheritance, transforming his bloodline.

Second, to prepare a gift for Changqing.

This secret realm didn't hold many treasures, only two.

A black dragon's soul and a black dragon's egg.

Now that the dragon's soul had been absorbed, and the dragon's egg would soon have an owner, he could set out for the forbidden area with peace of mind.

"From now on, I won't need to hide my inheritance. With the dragon's soul within me, no one can take it away."

At this moment, a figure emerged from the darkness, their voice deep and resonant.

"Father, your dark transformation has exceeded..."

Su Mo Yan frowned and asked.

The location of his secret inheritance realm was well-hidden.

After leaving the forbidden area, Su Nan secluded himself here to expedite his transformation, aiming to enter the realm beyond sooner.

However, seeing the darkness that Su Nan couldn't conceal, Su Mo Yan felt a sense of unease.

With such an appearance, outsiders would see right through him.

"Not yet," Su Nan replied, shaking his head. "The dark transformation is at a critical stage, and I can't suppress my aura."

"The Su Family has encountered some trouble. Go back and help Zian deal with it. Give me a few days."

The Su Family was in trouble? Su Mo Yan's expression changed slightly, but when he saw the message on the transmission talisman, anger flared in his eyes.

"The Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, how dare they!"

Slander, distortion of facts, and forceful seizure of inheritance... These words ignited Su Mo Yan's fury, and murderous intent rose within him.

The Su Family was already notorious for bullying others, but now they had been pushed to such an extent!

"It's not all bad," Su Nan said, his eyes glinting with cold light. "I plan to enter the realm beyond after the Fortune Dividing Platform."

"But the Su Family has made too many enemies. I'm worried that after I leave, someone will make a move."

"This is a perfect opportunity to teach the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect a lesson!"

His gaze shifted to Su Mo Yan, "You have two tasks on this trip."

"Delay for a few days, and after I stabilize my breath, I'll go and deal with the Heavenly Sword Immortal Mansion."

"Second, after the matter with Jian Shen Mountain is resolved, go to the Blood Slaughter Forbidden Zone in the Eastern Domain and get me something."

"That thing can help you safely transform into darkness."

"At that time, you can say that the Forbidden Lord sent you, and he won't dare refuse."

After the Fortune Dividing Platform, Su Nan planned to leave, but the people he left in the Chaotic Forbidden Zone still needed someone to take over.

And Su Moyan was the one he left in the Chaotic Forbidden Zone as his trusted subordinate.

"The matter of the Blood Slaughter Forbidden Zone is easy."

Su Moyan nodded, then frowned and said, "But Jian Shen Mountain is a bit tricky."

"There aren't many sword cultivators in the Su Clan. If the Heavenly Sword Immortal Mansion doesn't come out of seclusion..."

Hearing this, Su Nan smiled and said, "Don't worry, your mother has taken Zi'an to the Sword Pavilion."

"With that old man there, not only can he handle the Heavenly Sword Immortal Mansion, but keeping a person safe shouldn't be a problem."

Upon hearing the words 'old man,' Su Moyan was taken aback, then smiled and nodded.

"I've never even seen my grandfather in action."

...

Following Er Niu's message, a large group of Su Clan members with overwhelming killing intent rushed towards the Eastern Domain.

At the same time, another group, consisting of only a dozen people, was also quickly heading in the same direction.

This group was small, with only a dozen members, but each of them had powerful auras, and their bodies were surrounded by sword intent.

Leading them was an old man with white hair and a stooped figure.

He wore simple linen clothing, his gaze solemn, and his expression was stern and unsmiling.

He stood there without saying a word.

"Father, I'm counting on you this time."

Ye Shu stood beside the old man, speaking with some apology.

"Hmph!"

Night Candle, without turning his head, coldly humphed, "I thought that Su Nan kid could handle everything."

"What? You're not as daring as you were when you dared to flip the table in front of me?"

Upon hearing this, Su Zi'an's mouth twitched, and as he lowered his head, he quietly perked up his ears.

"Father, it's been so many years, and you still remember?"

Ye Shu smiled helplessly, "It's because you didn't agree to our marriage back then."

"You did the right thing by not agreeing!"

"Didn't you see that during our wedding, someone almost tried to snatch the bride?"

"It's ridiculous!"

When it came to the events of the past, Night Candle couldn't help but get worked up.

"And look at the two kids he taught. One is so arrogant, and the other is so wild."

"I said that when I brought Zi'an and Moyan to the Sword Pavilion, he wouldn't let them."

"Look, what kind of kids have they become!"

Beside them, Su Zi'an's forehead was filled with black lines.

If it weren't for his grandfather's words, he would have given him a good scolding.

"Brother Zi'an, did you see? My grandpa looks down on you, huh?"

At this moment, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing beside Zi'an winked and smiled at him.

"Night Xiao Yi! Are you itching for a fight?"

Su Zi'an raised his eyes, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

Night Xiao Yi shrank his neck at the sight and dared not speak.

This cousin of his was truly a bully.

...

"Alright, Father. Su Nan also knows that he didn't teach Zi'an and Moyan well."

"This time, isn't Changqing doing a good job of correcting his educational methods?"

Listening to Night Candle's scolding, Ye Shu also felt helpless.

"Correct?"

Night Candle was so angry that he laughed, "Is that his idea of correction, that poverty-stricken upbringing?"

"It's an insult to the world!"

"If he can cultivate a strong cultivator, I'll bow my head and admit my mistake to that Su kid!"

As he spoke, he shook his head regretfully:

"When Changqing was born, I originally wanted to pass on the way of the sword to him, but alas."

"He was wasted by Su Nan."

Ye Shu, upon hearing this, wanted to say something but stopped, "Father, Changqing's combat strength and sword skills are both quite strong."

"You—"

Before Ye Shu could finish her sentence, Night Candle interrupted, "Strong? Can he be stronger than Xiao Yi?"

"Aunt, who's stronger in sword skills, Changqing or me?"

Night Xiao Yi proudly raised his head and laughed.

As the young master of the Sword Pavilion, his talent in sword skills was terrifying.

"You?"

Su Zi'an glanced at Night Xiao Yi, "Compared to Changqing, you're just a—"

"Zi'an."

Ye Shu glared at Su Zi'an, who pouted slightly but remained silent.

"Alright, we've arrived at Jian Shen Mountain."

Night Candle didn't pay much attention to the conversation and, with a light step, disappeared from sight.

The other powerful cultivators from the Sword Pavilion also accelerated and vanished in an instant.

"Brother Zi'an, I heard that there's a Sword God Road behind Jian Shen Mountain. Let's go and challenge it!"

Without any adults around, Night Xiao Yi immediately became excited.

"Go play by yourself. Don't cause trouble."

As this matter concerned Er Niu's life, Su Zi'an had no time for leisure and followed the group away.

"Hmph, I'll go by myself."

Night Xiao Yi grumbled unhappily, then descended from the void and arrived at the foot of Jian Shen Mountain.

But before he could take many steps, a boy with a gentle smile on his face slowly descended from the distant sky.

He looked around, then approached Night Xiao Yi and politely asked:

"Young master, may I ask if this is Jian Shen Mountain?"

(End of Chapter)

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