Chapter 119: Revenge and Resentment

  Xiao Ziyang was overjoyed upon hearing this, and he bowed his head to pay respects, saying: "I had sought it in vain, but if I can present it to the Great Luo's residence, Miss Murong will owe me a debt of gratitude for saving her life!"

  Murong Ling smiled and said, "Brother Xiao, you're too serious. After I return to the mountain gate, I'll definitely ask the True Person to put in a good word for you. With the True Person's identity as the Golden Elixir Elder, taking in an outer sect disciple is naturally a small matter. Hmm... then it's settled. One year later, come to the Murong Manor again, and this matter will be accomplished."

  "Good! Great kindness doesn't need to be thanked, in the future if Miss Murong has any orders, Xiao will not hesitate to risk his life."

  Murong Lingwei smiled slightly and bowed her hands before flying into the Murong estate.

  …………

  Three days later, the matter of Auxiliary King's conspiracy with Xiu was finally settled. Auxiliary King Su Dingbei retired and returned to his hometown in Anzhou to spend his old age, but the Crown Prince of Auxiliary King was promoted to be the Minister of Ministry of Personnel.

  In the early morning, a thin fog shrouded Qingyuan Lake, and a huge dragon warship as big as a mountain was slowly moving from north to south, heading towards Anzhou.

  A shrill cry suddenly broke the stillness of the morning. The official boat was thrown into a state of utter confusion.

  Zhang Jingwu is the naval commander of Jin'an Wei, and he is also the commander of this Zhen'an Hao warship. At the same time, he is also a general of the auxiliary country's public house, and this time he was ordered by the crown prince to escort the auxiliary country back to his hometown.

  At this time he was standing in the largest and most luxurious cabin on the Town An, looking at a headless corpse with a pale face.

  The corpse was wearing a purple official robe with a mandarin square, which was the Auxiliary King he had escorted this time. The corpse leaned against the head of the bed, and the bloodstain at the broken neck was dry and slightly blackened, apparently having been dead for some time.

  Zhang Jingwu's face turned pale as he stared at the corpse of the Auxiliary King, feeling a chill run down his neck, as if a swift knife was being wielded behind him...

  Thousands of miles away from the town of An, in the mountains on the border of Qingzhou, a green light was flying rapidly towards the northwest, and a green spirit boat about ten feet long could be vaguely seen in the light.

  Sitting cross-legged on the Spirit Boat was Xiao Ziyang. Behind him, at the bottom of the boat's cabin, lay a person who looked haggard and desperate, Jiang He.

  On Jiang He's leg was placed a white cloth package, and on one side of the package, a faint trace of blood seeped out. Inside this package was indeed the head of Fu Guo Gong.

  Xiao Ziyang was then fleeing to his hometown in Ganzhou and wanted to use the heads of these two men to make an offering to his deceased parents.

  Xiao Ziyang's parents' graves are on a low hill more than ten miles away from Gaoping Village. The Xiao family was an outsider, and the family had no land, so it was still Lei Dabiao who came forward to find this grave, which is said to have good feng shui.

  Xiao Ziyang circled three times in the air above the Short Mountain and descended with his spiritual boat.

  He took Lingzhou and first dragged Jianghe, kicking him to kneel in front of the grave.

  Jiang He seemed numb and didn't resist, kneeling limply.

  Xiao Ziyang unwrapped the white cloth wrapping around the auxiliary king's skull. The pale skull was sprinkled with quicklime, emitting a pungent and nose-piercing odor, and vaguely visible was Su Dingbei's sinister and hard face, on which still lingered some surprise and anger.

  Xiao Ziyang held the stinky skull and placed it in front of his father's grave. He also took out a fishing net and a cow horn knife from his storage bag.

  Xiao Ziyang had some resentment towards Fu Guogong, but it was not particularly strong. The court was always in turmoil, and when his grandfather had obtained evidence of Fu Guogong's rebellion, he wanted to report it to the emperor and expose Fu Guogong, who would naturally fight back with all his might and destroy the Xiao family.

  But Xiao Ziyang had boundless hatred for Jiang He, this person who had received the kindness of the Xiao family and been promoted by his grandfather's trust, yet betrayed the master's house for personal desires. It can be said that the downfall of the Xiao family was eighty percent due to this person's doing. On that day, he said he would cut this person into a thousand pieces in front of his parents' graves, it wasn't an idle threat.

  What is known as "thousand cuts" or "lingchi" is to wrap the criminal in a fishing net, then tighten the net so that the skin and flesh of the criminal are squeezed out from the holes of the net, and then use a sharp small knife to cut off the blood and flesh of the criminal bit by bit.

  It is said that in the history of Western Liang, the prisoner who suffered the most cuts under the knife was cut over 37,000 times, truly a thousand knives and ten thousand cuts.

  Xiao Ziyang had his fishing net and sharp knife at the ready, but as he looked at Jiang He's numb and stupid expression, he suddenly felt a sense of listlessness. He let out a sigh, tossed aside the fishing net, grabbed Jiang He, pinned him to the ground in front of the grave, and with one swift slash of his knife, cut open his throat. Instantly, blood sprayed everywhere, dyeing the green grass in front of the grave a deep crimson.

  Jiang He finally fell silent after a series of convulsions, and Xiao Ziyang beheaded him with his sword, placing the head alongside Su Dingbei's in front of their parents' tomb.

  Xiao Ziyang knocked three times and said softly, "Father, mother, this is the enemy's head, I have avenged you..."

  He had avenged his enemy, paid his respects to his parents, and yet Xiao Ziyang suddenly felt a sense of emptiness rising from the depths of his heart. For a moment, he was at a loss as to what to do next, his mind shrouded in confusion.

  From the age of twelve, Xiao Ziyang felt that his greatest value and purpose in life was to avenge! From the age of twelve, killing his enemies with his own hands became his most beautiful dream. He had fantasized more than once that when he avenged his parents and fulfilled his greatest wish in this life, how satisfied and happy he would be.

  However, now that his dream has finally come true, it brings him not satisfaction and happiness, but endless emptiness and confusion. It seems that suddenly, his life has lost its direction and meaning.

  Xiao Ziyang lay there on the green grass in front of his parents' graves, gazing up at the countless stars in the sky...

  Half a moment later, he suddenly sat up and flipped his hand out of the storage bag to take out a thick book with a purple cover. For more than ten years, this "Purple Jade Smoke" Taoist scripture, which had been browsed countless times by him, was still as new as ever.

  Xiao Ziyang stared blankly at the Daoist scripture for a long time, his eyes gradually brightening. He muttered to himself: "Great! From now on, I'll go take a look at what the cultivation world is like! One day, I'll experience the power of moving mountains and filling seas with a wave of my hand, changing the colors of heaven and earth. One day, I'll go see what the legendary fairy realm looks like..."

  Muttering to himself, he waved his hand and took out a piece of emerald green token. This token was one of the two tokens in the storage bag of the evil cultivator in the Upper Ridge Mountain's Skyscraper Pavilion.

  He had asked Murong Ling for guidance on Taoist principles a few days ago, and took the opportunity to bring out some unfamiliar items he had obtained that time to ask for his advice. According to Murong Ling, this green token was a road guide of the Nine Dragons City.

  Jiulong City was built three hundred years ago by a Yuan infant who practiced the Nine Dragons True Person. It is known as the holy land of low-level scattered cultivators in Xiliang Country. Ordinary scattered cultivators can live in the city as long as they pay spirit stones.

  The Jiulong Order is not that hard to get, as long as you have a familiar cultivator in the city and one spirit stone, you can buy it.

  With a plan in mind, the haze in Xiao Ziyang's eyes dissipated, he got up and pulled dry hay from all around to start a huge fire, throwing Su Dingbei's head and Jiang He's corpse into the flames.

  Watching his arch-nemesis's corpse being reduced to ashes, Xiao Ziyang felt as if a thousand-pound weight had been lifted off his chest, feeling incredibly relieved.