“Question.”
Ye Chu’s tone instantly turned serious, like a top-tier veteran teacher, as if the person who had just been embarrassed wasn’t him.
“Families are in competition. As the daughter of the family head, you killed the other family head’s genius son, the one he protects like the apple of his eye. What will he do? What will you do?”
Ye Qingyi thought for a moment.
“They’ll definitely pursue responsibility and retaliate, but I can just deny it to the death. There’s no evidence, so it’s my word against theirs.”
“Zhao Yuan followed me out in secret. The Zhao family might not even know where he went. Even if they do, as long as I don’t admit it, what can they do to me?”
Ye Chu was silent for a moment, then sighed.
“You can’t carve rotten wood.”
“Let me give you a friendly reminder: for the next 12 hours, you have the attack power of a mid-stage Golden Core body cultivator. Even if they have some hidden card, at best they’re at the Foundation Establishment level.”
“One punch, and you can scatter their ashes to the wind!”
Ye Qingyi blinked.
“Show force and intimidate them?”
Ye Chu sighed again.
“Why not just kill their entire family?”
Ye Qingyi was stunned.
Kill his whole family directly?
And he says he’s not a demon.
Ye Chu’s tone was calm, as if he was stating something perfectly normal.
“At this point, you don’t think there are any good people left in the Zhao family, do you? Zhao Yuan poisoned you for three years. Did Zhao Lilong know? Yes. Even if he didn’t know at first, he found out later. But what did he do? Nothing. Because his son’s plan was beneficial to him—annex the Ye family and become the top family in Qingyun City.”
“Did the Zhao family elders know? Even if they didn’t know the specifics of the Qi Dispersing Powder, they knew the Zhao family was suppressing the Ye family. Did they oppose it? No. Because they could get a piece of the pie too.”
“The entire Zhao family, from top to bottom, has been feasting on your Ye family, feasting on your flesh and blood.”
Ye Qingyi was silent.
“Even if we grant that,” Ye Chu continued, “there really are one or two good people in the Zhao family.
Do you think if you merely suppress them instead of wiping them out, they will be grateful for your mercy?
Or will they hold a grudge and wait for revenge?”
“In the cultivation world, mercy is still a virtue, but it’s also a fatal weakness.”
Ye Chu paused, his tone softening.
“I know you feel uncomfortable. You grew up in the Ye family. Although you’ve suffered a lot these past three years, overall, you were raised in a relatively warm environment. With nine years of compulsory education ingrained in you, you’re not used to killing, not used to wiping out families, not used to being a villain.”
“But remember—you’re going to leave someday.”
“When the Zhao family came to propose marriage, you saw the betrothal gifts they brought: thirty-six chests filled with spirit stones, spirit materials, pills, and magical artifacts—a dazzling array. Your Ye family doesn’t have that many good things. That shows the vast gap in strength between the two families.”
“Moreover, your Ye family has a grand elder who opposes your father. If you don’t clean things up, I’m afraid that when you want to come back and visit in the future, the Ye family will no longer exist.”
Ye Qingyi’s heart tightened.
She thought of her loving father.
If he died… if the Ye family was gone…
“But I still can’t accept killing an entire clan. At least the young children are innocent.”
“Is it really not enough to just kill the chief villain?”
…
“Fine, I’ll listen to you this time. We’ll only kill the chief villain Zhao Lilong, then warn your grand elder, and intimidate the other two families.”
Ye Chu made a concession.
He had said so many big truths; it was normal for Ye Qingyi not to take them in.
When he first transmigrated, he wasn’t much better than her.
He even thought Ye Qingyi allowing him to kill Zhao Yuan was already pretty good.
Jumping from killing one person to wiping out a large family with over a hundred members—the leap was too big.
He only hoped that Ye Qingyi would reap good rewards for her good deeds, and that nothing that would make her regret would happen in the future.
“Thank you.”
At the same time Zhao Yuan died, inside the Zhao family secret chamber in Qingyun City, Zhao Lilong was meditating.
Suddenly, a pain struck his chest.
The life tablet of Zhao Yuan hanging from his waist shattered with a crack, scattering pieces all over the floor.
Zhao Lilong’s pupils contracted sharply.
His whole body stiffened.
Trembling, he picked up the fragments.
The spiritual light belonging to Zhao Yuan had completely dissipated.
He was devastated.
“Yuan’er… my Yuan’er…”
…
A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Lilong stood in the center of the Zhao family meeting hall.
His voice was hoarse.
“Ye Qingyi killed my son. I want the Ye family to pay with blood.”
The Zhao family elders exchanged glances.
Someone wanted to dissuade him, but Zhao Lilong glared him back with a fierce look.
The hastily summoned Yue Dahai, head of the Yue family, and Song Qianqiu, head of the Song family, heard of Zhao Yuan’s death.
Their expressions differed.
“Brother Zhao, we need to discuss this carefully…”
Yue Dahai didn’t finish before Zhao Lilong, eyes red and nearly splitting, interrupted.
“Discuss? My son is dead! You want me to discuss this carefully?!”
He struck the tea table beside him with a palm, sending wood chips flying.
“I have no time for careful discussion. I only want the Ye family as burial goods.”
Zhao Lilong swept his gaze over the two.
“Help me wipe out the Ye family, and the Ye family’s spirit stone mine will be divided three ways.”
Song Qianqiu lowered his eyelids, his fingers tapping lightly on his knee.
The Ye family always had the upper hand over the Song family in everything, even in business…
Now Zhao Lilong wanted to fight, it might just be an opportunity.
With the spirit stone mine split three ways, the Song family’s share would be much more than they currently had.
He nodded.
“Deal.”
Yue Dahai sighed and also nodded.
He understood clearly.
Now that Zhao Lilong, that old bastard, had lost his son, he had gone mad.
Whoever blocked him would die.
Refuse?
Today he surrounded the Ye family; tomorrow he would surround the Yue family.
Agreeing at least gave him a share of the spoils… Whatever.
The Ye family’s fortune was spent; no need to be buried with them.
…
Soon, Zhao Lilong led the allied forces of the three families and completely surrounded the Ye family mansion.
The air was thick with murderous intent.
Ye Zhenshan rushed out from the mansion, his face livid.
“Zhao Lilong! What do you mean by this?”
Zhao Lilong stood outside the main gate of the Ye mansion and roared.
“Ye Qingyi killed my son! I want the Ye family to pay with blood!”
“Hand over Ye Qingyi, and I’ll give your Ye family some dignity!”
“Otherwise, not even a chicken or a dog will be left!”
Ye Zhenshan laughed in fury.
“Zhao Lilong, what does your son’s death have to do with my daughter?”
“You want to fight? The Ye family will not back down!”
Ye Zhenshan didn’t understand how Ye Qingyi had managed it, but looking at Zhao Lilong, clearly there was no room for negotiation.
What did it matter if it was true or false?
The enemy had already come to their doorstep.
Now there was only a fight to the death.
“Ye family disciples, hear my command—prepare for battle!”
Ye Changlin’s face turned pale.
He sent a voice transmission to Zhao Lilong in secret.
“Zhao Lilong! Weren’t we in a cooperative relationship? What do you mean by this?”
Zhao Lilong laughed wildly.
“Cooperation? That was before. Now, I want the lives of everyone in the Ye family.”