deltrittennovels Chapter 570 Xuanyu Bone Flower
Chapter 570 Xuanyu Bone Flower
However, fate is so cruel.
Just as Xiao Wu was preparing to return to Wulan City with this divine object that would make countless cultivators envious, he happened to run into Zhang Yanran, who was out on a training trip, and the outer sect elder of the Qinglan Sect who had been protecting her all along, in this desolate wilderness!
Xiao Wu recognized his future daughter-in-law. Although he was on guard, he did not reveal that he had obtained the rare and precious treasure.
However, when Zhang Yanran saw that the other party was injured, she suspected that the other party had obtained an opportunity in that ruin.
Thus, under the other party's instructions, this elder of the Fourth Realm launched an attack, sneaking up on the wounded Xiao Wu.
Despite his severe injuries, Xiao Wu fought back desperately but was ultimately no match for the elder and was killed.
Afterwards, Zhang Yanran also found a jade box containing the [Mysterious Jade Bone-Generating Flower] on Xiao Wu's body.
To cover their tracks, they destroyed the body and fabricated a story that Xiao Wu's death was caused by the backlash of the formation within the ruins.
They concealed this matter perfectly, and everyone in the world, including Xiao Yan himself, believed that his father had died in an accident.
However, Zhang Yanran and this elder were both malicious people, and they understood a principle very well: if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze.
Although Xiao Yan was a good-for-nothing, he was, after all, Xiao Wu's son.
If this matter were to be exposed one day, or if Xiao Yan were to actually rise to power again by sheer luck, it would undoubtedly be a huge problem.
Therefore, after consuming the Xuan Yu Life-Giving Flower and greatly improving her talent, Zhang Yanran used the sect's name to personally visit Xiao Yan and break off the engagement, ruthlessly trampling him underfoot and completely crushing his mind.
Today, when they learned that Xiao Yan had left the city alone in despair after being jilted, Zhang Yanran immediately instructed the elder to secretly follow him, looking for this perfect opportunity to kill Xiao Yan as well, thus eliminating any future troubles.
"I see……"
Lin Hanzhou slowly released his hand from the old man's head.
He stood up, his body ramrod straight.
On this scorching desert, a chilling, bone-chilling cold suddenly spread wildly in all directions from him.
The surrounding temperature seemed to drop to freezing point in that instant.
Upon learning all this, Lin Hanzhou's face darkened completely, like the oppressive black sky before a storm.
He originally thought it was just a clichéd farce of annulment.
He didn't even have the interest to slap that woman named Zhang Yanran.
However, he never expected that such an outrageous secret was hidden beneath this seemingly calm surface!
He stole his father's treasure, killed his father, and now he must eliminate all traces of his father!
Lin Hanzhou not only inherited this body, but also took on all the karma that this body carried.
The man named Xiao Wu gave his life for this body, and this debt of gratitude and karma is equivalent to what Lin Hanzhou owes him.
"This blood debt will be paid for with the lives of your entire Qinglan Sect."
Lin Hanzhou coldly stared at the old man at his feet, who was still twitching unconsciously.
He made no unnecessary movements, simply lifting his right foot slightly and then seemingly casually stomping it down!
"Pfft!"
A muffled thud.
The old man's head exploded at Lin Hanzhou's feet like a ripe watermelon, splattering red and white matter all over the ground.
This powerful expert at the Fourth Realm, who could roam freely in Ulan City, died a miserable death like a stray dog on this desolate Gobi Desert, his soul completely crushed and condemned to eternal damnation.
Lin Hanzhou bent down expressionlessly, took a storage ring engraved with cyan cloud patterns from the old man's headless corpse, tossed it casually, and put it into his pocket.
After doing all this, he slowly turned around, his deep gaze no longer looking at the distant wilderness, but instead turning in the direction he had come from, walking firmly toward the direction of Ulan City.
Only then did the woman in black robes, who had witnessed the entire event, finally recover from the indescribable shock.
Her legs felt weak, and the shock in her heart was like a raging storm.
As she watched the black-clad figure recede into the distance, emanating a terrifying aura like that of a demon god, she felt as if she had never known this young master she had watched grow up.
She swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the fear in her heart, and quickly stepped forward, asking in a voice filled with awe and confusion.
"Young Master...we...where are you going?"
Ahead, Lin Hanzhou's steps did not falter, nor did he turn back.
He slightly raised his head, looking at the gradually darkening sky over Wulan City. His voice was leisurely, yet it carried an boundless killing intent that could make the entire Dali Dynasty tremble.
"kill."
.........
Night falls, and the stars twinkle.
In stark contrast to the harsh Gobi Desert outside the city, where howling winds and swirling yellow sand create a breathtaking scene, the city of Ulan at night reveals its prosperity and bustle as the northern prefecture of the Great Li Dynasty.
Along both sides of the street, one after another, exquisitely carved stone lamps lit up, emitting a soft yet bright light that illuminated the crisscrossing streets as if it were daytime.
The taverns, teahouses, and shops were bustling with activity, with cultivators and mortals mingling in this vibrant world, creating a lively scene.
However, amidst this hustle and bustle, the top floor of the most luxurious "Lanyue Tower" in Ulan City remains tranquil.
On the top floor of Lanyue Tower, there is only one luxury room called "Tianzi No. 1".
This guest room is not only for living, but also has a spirit-gathering array engraved under its floor and soundproof spirit stones embedded in the walls that can isolate it from divine sense and external noise. It is an excellent place for secluded cultivation for top cultivators with noble status and abundant wealth.
Tonight, this luxurious room, which costs enough for an ordinary person to live several lifetimes, has been booked by a distinguished guest.
Inside the room, the air was filled with the fragrance of incense, and the delicate smoke swirled and lingered in the air, exuding a tranquil aroma that soothed the mind.
In the center of the room, on a huge bed carved from a single piece of warm jade, a young girl dressed in a moon-white flowing cloud dress sat cross-legged, her eyes gazing into the distance.
She was none other than Zhang Yanran, the proud daughter of the Qinglan Sect who had arrogantly torn up the engagement in the Xiao family's hall a few days ago, completely crushing Xiao Yan, the former number one genius of Wulan City, into the mire.