Chapter 15
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Chapter 15: Kill Them All
Hundreds of enraged cultivators violently breached the outer gate’s protective array and stormed inside, seizing Fang Lie’s younger siblings to inflict cruel torture.
Their leader appeared around twenty years old—slightly older than Fang Lie—yet already possessing Golden Pool realm cultivation. Though his features were handsome, his face contorted into a hideous snarl. "Snap every limb of these brats! I’ll make Fang Lie regret his actions!"
These invaders were all cultivators, while only four of Fang Lie’s siblings could practice cultivation. The rest lacked spiritual roots, being ordinary mortals. The oldest child was sixteen; the youngest merely three. All endured merciless abuse.
Some assailants simply broke limbs, while others twisted arms and legs into grotesque shapes. A five-year-old girl suffered worst—her limbs crushed to pulp by a particularly sadistic cultivator. Her agonized wails could move heaven itself to pity.
The cave dwelling echoed with children’s tortured screams as the attackers roared with laughter. High-ranking cultivators in embroidered robes watched with vindictive satisfaction. One bellowed, "Locate the Fang Family ancestral hall! We’ll grind their ancestors’ bones to ashes!"
When these images flooded Fang Lie’s mind, his wrath ignited like wildfire. "You damned scoundrels! I’ll reduce you all to ashes!" he roared, bloodshot eyes blazing. "Law Enforcement Heavenly Soldiers—arrest everyone on Qingcui Peak!"
Tens of thousands of bystanders gaped as the previously composed Fang Lie erupted in fury. Soon, thousands of Law Enforcement Heavenly Soldiers dragged in over a thousand Mo Sect disciples—two hundred family disciples from prominent clans, plus hundreds of their outer disciple lackeys.
The soldiers also carried dozens of broken-limbed children still whimpering in pain. The crowd instantly grasped the situation.
The sequence of events proved simple: After Fang Lie’s beating of eight hundred family disciples, their clansmen sought vengeance. But confronting Ancestral Hall authorities under Fang Lie’s Ancestor’s Token control meant certain defeat.
Thus they devised cruelty—torturing Fang Lie’s siblings before ambushing him at Qingcui Peak. They never anticipated the Benevolence Token’s sentient item spirit, old bird, monitoring the protective array. Through its Wisdom, Fang Lie learned everything.
Now every invader stood captured. Scanning the prisoners, Fang Lie recognized familiar faces—including Yuan Hua’s cousin, second of Yuan Clan’s Four Young Masters. The third young master lay bedridden after receiving hundred-stick punishment, while the fourth (Yuan Hua) endured Thousand Cuts torture.
Among notable captives stood Gongsun Jinzhi—a Mo Sect genius three years Fang Lie’s senior, already Advancing in the Golden Pool realm. With his spiritual root and talent, this elite disciple (surpassing even inner gate disciples in position) was destined to become at least a Thunder Tribulation Immortal.
There were two other Inner Elite Disciples captured as well. Both were brothers from their clans who, enraged after Fang Lie severely beat their close kin, had decided to retaliate fiercely against him.
Their plan seemed solid, but they picked the worst possible timing. When the Law Enforcement Heavenly Soldiers dragged them into the Ancestral Hall and they saw Fang Lie seated solemnly above, all their arrogance vanished!
These scoundrels had just shattered the limbs of Fang Lie’s younger siblings. Now they found themselves at his mercy. Could fate be any crueler?
Even the onlookers found it incredible, smirking at the scoundrels’ misfortune. Everyone knew these fools were doomed.
Fang Lie’s eyes blazed with fury. His devotion to his siblings was well-known. With his fiery temper, how could he restrain himself after they’d been tortured so brutally?
True to form, Fang Lie ground his teeth audibly and snarled, "You spineless vermin! Too cowardly to face me, so you brutalize children? What worthless filth you are!"
"You wanted my wrath? Congratulations! Thought you could act without consequence?" Fang Lie’s wrath shook the hall. "Today, I’ll remind this world that justice still exists!"
"Guards!" he thundered. "Beat these wretched curs to death! Every last one of them!"
Gasps erupted through the crowd. Death was no mere beating!
Previous punishments had been severe but survivable. This execution would create endless blood feuds. Among the condemned were prized Inner Elite Disciples – future clan pillars, invested with vast family resources. Their deaths would ignite chaos!
"Executing them? Madness!"
"This dwarfs even the Brave Token Lord’s disgrace! That involved one clan – this affects hundreds!"
"Three Inner Elite Disciples! The Mo Sect only has about a hundred such treasures. Does Fang Lie dare?!"
While spectators debated, the Law Enforcement Heavenly Soldiers acted. Flaming and watery great rods descended relentlessly, drawing agonized shrieks from the condemned.
This execution method was merciless. Each strike matched normal punishment blows, but continued endlessly until death.
Qi Sea level disciples typically succumbed within 300 strikes. Golden Pool practitioners might endure 500. Higher cultivation delayed death, but none escaped the rods’ final judgment.
Now truly terrified, the bullies begged pathetically. The irony was palpable – moments earlier, they’d delighted in children’s suffering. Now they writhed under Fang Lie’s vengeance.
Only when burning agony seared their flesh did they understand their victims’ torment. Regret came too late.
Dragons have reverse scales – touch them, and destruction follows.
Fang Lie’s siblings were his vulnerable scale. These fools had provoked his deepest fury. Mercy was impossible.
As execution continued, Fang Lie tended the children. The Ancestral Hall’s healing functions, meant to prevent fatal punishments, now saved lives.
A Great Rain Blessing Spell silenced the whimpers. For these mortal children, even shattered bones mended swiftly under Immortal healing.
Knowledgeable observers shook their heads wryly. This spell required Real Immortal mastery, its cost prohibitive for most. Yet Fang Lie squandered it on ordinary children – healing their wounds, strengthening their bodies, even extending their lifespans. Fortune from tragedy.
Knowing executions would bring repercussions, Fang Lie ordered four older children to lead the others home. He commandeered Law Enforcement Heavenly Soldiers as escorts, stationing them permanently at Qingcui Peak’s base. None would dare attack under their watch.
As the somber children departed, Fang Lie’s true troubles began.
