Volume 1: Turbulence on Earth Chapter 23: Soul Searching Hand

  Ouyang Fengyang hummed and said impatiently, "Can't you find a few more wives for your sons and grandsons? Are you afraid that the Ouyang family won't have any descendants? This matter is settled. From now on, Murong Wanqiu is no longer a member of the Ouyang family."

  "When did my own wife become someone else's to point fingers at?" A cold voice came from outside, and a handsome figure slowly walked in.

  "Bad husband..." Murong Wanqiu rushed into Ouyang Jieyu's arms, sobbing. Her voice was full of grievance.

  Ouyang Jiayu wrapped his arms around his wife's slender waist and said softly, "Good wife, with your husband here, no one dares to bully you."

  "You scoundrel, do you know who I am? How dare you speak to me like that?" Ouyang Feng's face turned iron-gray with rage as he trembled with anger.

  Ouyang Jueyu directly ignored Ouyang Fengyang's iron-green face and said to Ouyang Wuwei and Li Rulan, "Dad, Mom, you get up first, this person is not worthy of your kneeling."

  Dongfang Shiren watched this scene with interest, and this kid should be the Ou Yang Jiu Yu that his great-grandson mentioned. He really doesn't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is, daring to speak to his ancestor like this, it's really interesting.

  Dongfang Lengfeng secretly rejoiced in his heart, knowing exactly what kind of person his ancestors were. And those who could be on equal terms with his ancestors were certainly not ordinary people! Ouyang Qiuyu, you can be arrogant for now, the more arrogant you are, the happier I'll be.

  Ouyang Wu's face changed greatly, and he trembled with fear, saying: "Yu'er, don't be unreasonable, this is the old ancestor of the Ouyang family, come quickly to apologize to the old ancestor." This was not because Ouyang Wu was too weak, but mainly because he still didn't know his son's abilities, while he did know what kind of person the old ancestor of the Ouyang family was. He feared that in a fit of anger, the old ancestor would do something drastic, hence his words.

  Ouyang Tiande was also worried, sharing the same thought as Ouyang Wuwei, fearing that Ouyang Feng would do something in a fit of anger. Although he knew his grandson was not simple, he still feared that his grandson might have an accident in front of the thousand-year-old ancestor of the Ouyang family.

  Ouyang Jueyu took in the expressions of everyone, knowing that with this so-called Ouyang family ancestor around, her parents wouldn't dare to get up. However, she couldn't just kill him here and now, even though what he had done had already moved Ouyang Jueyu to murderous intent. After all, he was the Ouyang family's ancestor, and even if he didn't deserve respect, she couldn't bear to kill him in front of her grandfather and parents.

  Ouyang Fengyang, who was already furious, suddenly felt an overwhelmingly powerful aura pressing down on him, and the faint killing intent hidden within this aura shocked Ouyang Fengyang so much that his entire body trembled with fear, not daring to raise even a hint of resistance.

  "Hmph... Get out, from now on, the Ou Yang family will no longer have a worthless ancestor like you." Ou Yang Jiu Yu coldly snorted and withdrew her oppressive spiritual energy.

  Ouyang Fengyang was shocked by the cold hum that contained true yuan, his heart and blood churning, suppressing the fresh blood surging towards his mouth, he had already suffered internal injuries. Ouyang Fengyang's frightened eyes were like those of someone who had encountered a demon god, his face deathly pale as he hastily fled in panic.

  Things ended in such a way that everyone was left staring, Ouyang Tiande saw his own grandson actually being able to quietly and calmly drive away the old ancestor who was a cultivator, and it seemed like he had secretly injured him too, couldn't help but feel both shocked and delighted.

  Because they were separated by many generations and had never met, Ouyang Tiande and his family only knew that there was such an ancestor. Ouyang Fengyang didn't have much affection for these great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren. In fact, Ouyang Tiande and his family weren't any different either. Although they felt it was a bit ungrateful to drive their ancestors away, who told him to drive his own grandchildren out of the Ouyang family? Compared to his own grandchildren and future great-grandchildren, these ancestors were not needed anyway.

  Ouyang Wu Wei and Li Ru Lan felt as if everything was like a dream, the ancestral Ouyang family's revered ancestor was being chased away by their own son. The two of them stood up unconsciously, staring blankly at their son, both shocked and delighted at the same time.

  Murong Wanqiu felt extremely happy, her own bad husband had actually driven away that detestable old ancestor to vent his anger for her. She emotionally hugged Ouyang Jieyu tightly, raised her shining eyes filled with emotions and looked at him tenderly, revealing infinite tenderness in her eyes.

  "Halt, you think you can just walk away?" Ouyang shouted at Dongfang Shiren and Dongfang Lengfeng who were trying to sneak away. This Dongfang Lengfeng had previously issued a wanted poster for himself, but at that time he suddenly changed his mind and didn't want to bother with these ordinary people anymore, so he returned them to their respective families without asking how they would be dealt with. But now he's appeared here again, and judging from the situation, he can't escape responsibility for what just happened.

  Dongfang Shiren couldn't help but feel a tremble in his heart. The calamity star hadn't even made a move yet, and Ou Yang Fengyang, who was slightly inferior to him, had already been injured. He had originally planned to sneak away quietly while the calamity star's attention was focused on his relatives, but he didn't expect the calamity star to be constantly paying attention to him. He couldn't help but secretly resent himself for provoking this calamity star without investigating clearly before coming to find him.

  "Anything else to instruct, Young Master?" Dongfang Shiren was about to address him as Senior, but then thought that he was only a junior member of the Ouyang family, so he changed his words and called him Young Master instead. Although Ouyang Jieyu's tone was unpleasant, he thought that their conversation with Ouyang Fengyang earlier was through spiritual transmission, so the person in front of him wouldn't know what they said, at most only knowing that he came for Murong Wanqiu. He could say that he brought his great-grandson to apologize to Murong Wanqiu, and that would be enough. As long as he could get past this, he could go back and bring the high-ranking members of his sect to take revenge. A hint of conspiracy flashed in his eyes, revealing his current mood.

  "The Eastern Frost, last time I didn't directly kill you, I didn't expect that you wouldn't cherish it and actually dare to come provoke me again. Do you think I really won't kill anyone?" Ouyang Jueyu's face was calm, unable to see any joy or anger.

  Dongfang Lengfeng now knew the pros and cons of Ou Yang Jiu Yu, but he didn't expect that even a powerful figure like his ancestor would have to consider his face when taking action. He was also a person who could yield and adapt, deeply understanding the principle that "a gentleman takes revenge ten years later". Upon hearing this, he hastily knelt down and said: "Brother Ou Yang, I was wrong last time, I was possessed by a ghostly spirit! This time I came to atone for my sins, hoping Brother Ou Yang can forgive me." However, his eyes flashed with resentful glances as he spoke.

  Ouyang Jiuyu saw that they were both on the verge of death, yet each was still plotting against the other. She couldn't help but laugh and say: "You two might as well give up now. Honestly tell me what you've done, and I'll let you choose how you want to die. If not, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

  Dongfang Shiren saw that Ouyang Jieyu had seen through his thoughts, and his mind quickly turned. The only way out was to escape, but on the surface, he calmly said: "Young Master, I'm innocent! I came back after hearing about this matter and brought these unfilial sons to apologize to you. Ah... Brother Ouyang, why have you come back again?" As soon as his words fell, Dongfang Shiren took advantage of everyone's gaze towards the door to strike his sword against the wall behind him.

  "Hmph... Do you still want to escape in front of me?" Ouyang Jueyu snorted, reaching out with a grab at the empty air.

  The Eastern Siren, who had just crashed into the wall, was sucked back by a force. The Eastern Siren's face changed greatly as he realized something was amiss, and with a ruthless determination, a small primordial spirit rapidly escaped from within.

  Ouyang Jiayu sneered and wrapped his arms around his wife, disappearing for a moment before reappearing with a fist-sized Yuan Ying in hand. His divine sense instantly erased the Yuan Ying's spiritual consciousness, setting up a seal to prevent its energy from leaking away - what a wonderful treasure to nourish his wife!

  Dongfang Cold Wind was shocked, his own invincible ancestor in his heart, but the other party could kill him with a wave of his hand. For a moment, he felt like dying, but also had a determination to survive. Dongfang Cold Wind no longer feared Ouyang Qiyu, and this recognition made him regretful.

  "Ouyang Jueyu, just kill me already. I only regret that this life is so stupid and fell in love with Murong Wanchun, that bitch. But her figure is really good enough, have you seen her lewd appearance? Do you want her lewd photos? Haha..." Dongfang Lengfeng laughed loudly without knowing his own death.

  "You... shameless." Murong Wanqiu's face turned red with rage, her body trembling continuously, clearly infuriated.

  Ouyang Jiayu gently patted his wife's back, indicating that she shouldn't mind, but his pupils burst with an eerie color, and the corners of his mouth slightly rose, savoring: "Good, well said, Brother Dongfang, you're really something. I hope later on you'll still be as bold as you are now, don't disappoint me by begging for mercy."

  "Hmph..." Dongfang Lengfeng snorted disdainfully, since he had already steeled himself for death, there was nothing in this world that he feared. He was indeed a staunch supporter of the idea that "nothing is more important than life".

  "Grandfather, Father, Mother, Wan Qiu, I'll take this person to the next room for a bit," Ouyang Qiuyu greeted her relatives one by one. She then dragged Dongfang Lengfeng towards the adjacent room.

  Ou Yang Tian De has lived for a long time, and today he has also broadened his horizons. It will take him some time to digest the series of events that have occurred. When Ou Yang Jue Yu greeted him, he only nodded slightly.

  Ouyang Wuwei and Li Rulan also hadn't digested the series of events that had just occurred, and upon hearing this, they nodded in agreement.

  The remaining Murong Wanqiu was curious, the things that happened earlier would have opened the eyes of ordinary people, but Murong Wanqiu had mixed with Ouyang Qiuyu for a period of time and was also a Jindan period cultivator herself. She didn't think much of what happened earlier because she already knew about her bad husband's ruthlessness. Now she was curious about what method her bad husband would use to torture someone who wasn't even afraid of death?

  Next door room.

  Dongfang Lengfeng sneered, "What's with the mystery? I'm not even afraid of death, let alone physical pain. What tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

  Ouyang Jiayu looked at Dongfang Lengfeng with disdain and said, "Do you think this world is really nothing but a trivial matter of life and death? Do you know what it means to be unable to live or die? If you don't know, you're lucky, soon you'll find out."

  Dongfang Cold Wind sneered and said sarcastically, "Can't live, can't die? I'm so scared."

  Ouyang Jieyu looked at Dongfang Lengfeng's ignorant appearance and didn't bother to waste any more words on him. She walked closer to Dongfang Lengfeng and activated the Soul-Searching Hand, a demonic technique specifically designed to torment souls.

  "Ah......" Dongfang Lengfeng's head was splitting with pain, his soul slowly being drawn out of his mind.

  "Is this what you call shouting? Don't be impatient, it's just the beginning." Ouyang Jueyu's eyes were sharp as she stared at the Soul Path in her hand.

  "What... what have you done to me? How did I become like this? Ah... what's going on?" Dongfang Lengfeng exclaimed in terror.

  Ouyang Jueyu looked at Dongfang Lengfeng's soul with a playful gaze, coldly smiling: "Weren't you acting tough just now? Didn't you say that nothing is a big deal except death? Hmph... You're really ignorant. Do you think I'll have no way to deal with you just because you're dead? I'll let you experience the ferocity of the Thirty-six Soul-refining Hands, and make your soul scatter."

  It wasn't until now that Dongfang Cold Wind realized that there were things in this world more terrifying than death, and that was being tormented to the point of dying again, without even having the chance to reincarnate.

  "Ouyang brother, Ouyang grandfather, Ouyang ancestor, spare me, I know I was wrong, I really was wrong, please forgive me." Dongfang Cold Wind begged with a mix of shock and regret.

  Ouyang Jiayu's face was gloomy as she said, "Spare you? With your kind of scum, even if you were reborn, you'd still be a pig. It's better to slowly enjoy my Soul Refining Thirty-six Hands, which I've only used twice."

  He didn't respond to Dongfang Cold Wind's pitiful begging voice anymore, and launched the Thirty-six Soul Refining Hands. From the first move, he slowly continued to the back, and Dongfang Cold Wind was shocked, regretful, and painfully howling from the first move of Ou Yang Jiu Yu's Thirty-six Soul Refining Hands. Until Ou Yang Jiu Yu reached the seventeenth move, he finally dispersed his soul in agony.

  Murong Wanqiu was just thinking about what kind of method her bad husband would use to torment someone who wasn't even afraid of death, when a blood-curdling scream came from next door. The mournful sound was as if the end of the world had arrived. Murong Wanqiu couldn't help but shiver, wondering what kind of terrifying method her own bad husband had used to make someone produce such a scream.

  Ouyang Tiande, Ouyang Wuwei, and Li Rulan also broke out in cold sweats upon hearing this. No wonder Yu'er had to go to the next room; it's truly unknown what kind of terrifying method he used to make someone suffer to such an extent. The three of them were all thinking to themselves.

  It wasn't until an hour later that Ouyang Jueyu walked in, looking refreshed and revitalized. Everyone stared at him with strange expressions, and Ouyang Jueyu chuckled and said, "Alright, I've finally vented my anger."