Chapter 35 Establish Authority! Kneel Down and Beg for Recommendation Tickets!

  Zhu Jiarongqing is Huang Yan's personal maid, who she brought from her natal family.

  The two have a very deep relationship, like sisters.

  Rong Qing and Zhu Lin were also close friends, which was well-known throughout the Zhu family.

  Zhu Lin was deposed, and the Zhu family was most angry and resentful, but the one they blamed the most was not Huang Yan, but Rong Qing.

  But at this time, nothing else matters anymore.

  Because Rong Qing had already been pierced through the neck by a sword, the sword's momentum did not decrease, and it flew out of the hall like a flowing light, flying all the way to the shadow wall in the courtyard.

  A sword pierced through with a loud hum, its body deeply nailed into the shadow wall of the bluestone.

  Rong Qing's entire person was nailed onto the shadow wall just like that.

  The stench of blood filled the entire hall and courtyard, a dying man, in his death throes, his face twisted beyond recognition, like a fierce ghost, his eyes bulging out, yet not a sound could be uttered from his throat.

  Every time she struggled, the warm and crimson blood spurted out fiercely. The originally clean shadow wall instantly became like a stone monument from purgatory. A living person was nailed to it like a dog slaughtered by its owner, making its final struggles.

  Very quiet, almost no sound.

  But at this moment, all the slaves and masters, no one can maintain even a little calmness.

  Many maids and low-ranking male servants were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their legs and feet disobeyed orders, and they collapsed to the ground.

  The sturdy male servant who could barely stand, each one was shaking uncontrollably like a leaf, his mind was damaged, and his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

  In the hall, Huang Yan's face was pale, her originally rosy lips had lost all their color, and she was trembling slightly.

  Just now, Zhu Ling's face was still arrogant and venomous, but at this moment, her eyes were fixed on the shadow wall outside, where a life was making its last struggle. Her small face had turned dark purple, and the color of fear in her eyes was indescribable.

  On the contrary, Zhu Ting, although his face was pale with fear, remained calm and composed, without completely losing control.

  "A servant, without distinction of rank, shouting loudly at his master, the rules of the house are becoming more and more disordered!"

  The bamboo fish said lightly, with a calm tone, as if they were just chatting casually.

  But the corpse nailed on the wall, looking like a fierce ghost, made his words sound like the King of Hell's summons, making people feel horrified and terrified.

  "This... this is the Young Master?"

  All the slaves, almost simultaneously knelt down, trembling with fear, yet their voices were surprisingly uniform: "Your humble servants have seen the young master!"

  Huang Yan's face was trembling with rage, her hands and feet were icy cold, she stretched out a finger pointing at the Vermilion Fish: "You... you... how dare you kill... kill someone?"

  "Are you saying that all of us from the Zhu family will be reduced to killing chickens at home in the future?"

  "You... you..." Huang's teeth were all chattering.

  She was originally not highly cultivated, and after many years of being a wealthy lady, she had long since left the bloody battles of the immortal world behind.

  Today, Zhu Yu brutally killed Rong Qing in front of her with such a cruel method. She was instantly frantic and had endless resentment in her heart, but also infinite fear.

  Looking at all the slaves in the courtyard kneeling on the ground, there was no one around her who could be ordered, she felt flustered in her heart, wanted to speak fiercely, but couldn't muster up the courage.

  The vermilion fish can kill the azure carp, which means it is no longer the vermilion fish of old.

  Who knows how big his guts are?

  "You... what else do you want to do, you..."

  "What did I want to do? Didn't Aunt Huang invite me to dinner?"

  "Raise your hands, everyone!" Zhu Yu shouted at the top of his lungs, "Get down and eat!"

  All the servants hastily got up, scattered like birds and beasts, all regretting that their parents had given birth to two legs, running too slowly.

  Everyone has left.

  Only one family of four is left.

  Zhu Yu picked up her utensils and chose a piece of fatty meat, eating it slowly.

  Wow!

  Xiao Yatou's daughter Zhu Ling could no longer bear the turmoil in her abdomen and vomited everything out.

  Still not enough, even the yellow water is spat out.

  She was just a little girl, no matter how vicious her thoughts were, she had never experienced the scene of killing, and there was still a corpse nailed on the wall outside, but someone was eating in the hall, savoring the food.

  How could she bear it under such a blow?

  "Ling'er!"

  Mother and daughter connected, Huang Yan immediately supported Zhu Ling, as if suddenly having the courage again, she stared fiercely at Zhu Yu: "Zhu Yu, you're too much! Ling is still a child, you..."

  Zhu Yu slightly frowned and looked at Zhu Ling: "We had dinner together at home, but you vomited alone, what kind of logic is this?"

  Zhu Ling's face turned pale, and her eyes revealed endless fear: "I... I... I can't eat it!"

  "Eat!" Zhu Yu's face changed color and he shouted sternly.

  He glanced at Zhu Ting and said, "You also eat for me! All of you eat for me! Your mother has set a feast to entertain me, who dares not to eat? Not eating is disrespecting your mother!"

  When Zhu Yu gets angry, who dares to confront him in the hall?

  "Wow!" Zhu Teng also ate a bit and couldn't help but turn around to vomit, just as miserable as Zhu Ling.

  Zhu Yu slowly put down his chopsticks, looked at Huang Yan flatly and said: "Huang Niang, after seeing this meal today, you've prepared it in vain! Teng Er and Ling Er have lost their appetite. In the future, if you want to invite me to a sumptuous banquet again, please make more sufficient preparations beforehand."

  "Think thrice, then act!"

  The vermilion fish stood up, its toes lightly touching the ground, and transformed into a faint shadow that disappeared on the spot.

  The next moment a voice came from outside the gate: "That 'Peach Wood Symbol Sword' will be given to Teng Er, as a small gift for him on my return this time!"

  ……

  Clean!

  The bream was thoroughly cleaned.

  The entire Divine Return Island was purified.

  No more disturbances, Zhu Yu immersed himself in cultivation every day.

  The cultivation of "Chaos Opening the Sky" is still progressing, but the extent of progress is obviously not as good as before.

  Zhu Yu didn't feel unexpected about this, the Body Refining Technique was extremely difficult to cultivate, and in a year's time, he had already broken through the second realm of the "Chaos Opening Heaven Chart", which made him very satisfied.

  Cultivation is like grinding with water, impatience will not work.

  For Fu Dao, Zhu Yu Hua has a lot of energy.

  This time back, he had a fight with Zhu Teng, and also fought against Zhu Lin, the post-heavenly eightfold cultivator. To deal with Rong Qing, he even used twenty-four talismans.

  The harvest of the previous few months' bitter practice, after being tempered in actual combat, made him feel that Master Yan's understanding of the "Twenty-Four Battle Symbols" was indeed profound and unfathomable, with immense power.

  Zhu Yu didn't want to expose the secret of "Chaos Opening the Sky" so early.

  The road of cultivation is fraught with danger at every step, and one must always keep a last resort in reserve.

  The trump card of Zhuyu is naturally the "Chaos Opening Heaven Map". Everyone knows that he is a disciple of the Lingfu Hall of the South China Sea Temple, but no one knows that he is a practitioner who cultivates the body of gods and demons.

  So, Zhū Yú decided that from now on, he would spend most of his time using Xuan Dao against his enemies.

  Unless life is threatened, one must never lightly reveal the mighty power of their divine demon cultivation technique.

  Time passed day by day, and Zhu Yanzi still hadn't returned.

  The east wing where Zhu Yu lived has now become a place that everyone on the island is afraid to mention, so basically no one comes here.

  But what surprised Zhuyu was that Zhu Ting actually came several times.

  Every time he comes over, he brings an abundance of spiritual food.

  Then twisted and turned, extremely embarrassed to ask Zhu Yu for advice on cultivation.

  Most of the time, Zhu Yu couldn't answer the questions, after all, he hadn't studied the "Tianmo Lian Ti Jue" that Zhu Ting had practiced, but when it came to swordsmanship, Zhu Ting's Pan Shi Jian Jue, Zhu Yu could offer some guidance.

  He didn't hold back either, and only shared a little of what he knew. Zhu Teng felt like he had gained a lot from it, and as a result, he became even more diligent!

  Compared with Zhu Ting, Zhu Ling seems more like a child.

  She comes with Zhu Ting every time, but she never enters the door and hides outside alone.

  There were several times when Zhu Yu pointed out Zhu Ting's swordsmanship, she secretly watched from outside, her eyes shining brightly. Several times she was eager to try and enter, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

  All of this was naturally understood by Zhu Yu.

  He already has a divine consciousness, can the little girl's small movements deceive him?

  He even knew that every time Zhu Teng went out, Zhu Ling would hold his brother's hand and ask all sorts of questions.

  For example, she asked how bad was Zhu Yu?

  Why does Zhu Yu have Pan Shi Jian Fa? And so on similar questions.

  But Zhu Ting's answers were always somewhat exaggerated, however his mastery of the Pan Shi Sword Technique was indeed growing stronger by the day.

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