Chapter 34

A hand appeared out of nowhere, a large hand as if forged from steel, firmly grabbing Rong Yitian's arm and stopping him.

Rong Yitian roared, "Let me go."

The person who grabbed him was precisely the supervisor of this match.

His brows slightly furrowed, he coldly said, "Yitian, the clan rules are as solid as a mountain. Do you want to break them?"

Rong Yitian's body suddenly shuddered. He certainly understood the implications of these words.

His lips trembled, and Rong Yitian said, "I don't want to violate the clan rules, but..." His eyes red, he pointed at the arena where Rong Kaixuan stood and screamed, "He dared to kill a fellow clan member, a crime that should not be forgiven."

"Hmph." Rong Jielin sneered, "Yitian, when Rong Kaixin attacked, did he hold back? Heh, a mid-stage warrior with a spirit weapon, facing an early-stage warrior with no equipment, used lethal moves every time. Now Kaixuan is retaliating, what's wrong with that?"

Rong Yitian was immediately speechless, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, my son cannot die in vain. I must make this boy pay with his life."

Rong Jielin's eyes widened, and a powerful aura surged from his body, enveloping the nearly疯狂的 Rong Yitian.

"You, say that again for me to hear."

Rong Yitian's body shuddered, and he finally came to his senses.

Looking at Rong Jielin, who seemed like an enraged lion, he had a strong feeling that if he continued to纠缠, this irascible old man would likely kill him on the spot.

The middle-aged man responsible for supervision hurriedly said, "Uncle Lin, calm down." He turned and said to Rong Yitian, "Brother Yitian, I was supervising this match. Rong Kaixin not only wore a spirit weapon but also used a spirit warrior talisman first and repeatedly used lethal moves. Hmph, his death is his own fault. Don't cause a scene."

Rong Yitian's family indeed held a very important position in the entire clan, due to their reliance on a clan elder.

However, they were not the only powerful family in the clan. The supervisor also had a clan elder as his backer, so he didn't care much.

Rong Yitian's facial muscles twitched. He glared at Rong Kaixuan with venom and silently went up to the stage, picked up his dead son's body, and turned to leave.

As he walked down the stage, tears could no longer be held back, streaming down his eyes.

Rong Kaixuan's heart grew cold. He immediately understood that he had now formed a mortal enmity with this family, a true enmity that would not end until one of them was dead.

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"Jie, your brother died so tragically, you must avenge him."

In the dim room, Rong Kaixin's body had been cleaned and given basic care, and he was dressed in a white robe.

However, in his wide-open eyes, which would never close, there was an endless terror.

Rong Kaijie's face changed. Having his brother attack was his idea, and he had prepared so much. But he never expected that the one who would die would not be Rong Kaixuan but his own brother.

Though he had never truly respected his brother, who only knew how to eat, drink, and play, they were still blood-related. Seeing his brother's tragic state, he felt uneasy.

"Father, I had already prepared a spirit weapon and four spirit warrior talismans for him. Why did he still fail?" Rong Kaijie asked in a deep voice.

Rong Yitian gritted his teeth and said, "That little brat also had a spirit warrior talisman, and he summoned three spirit warriors at once."

"What? He can summon three spirit warriors?" Rong Kaijie's face changed, and he exclaimed in shock.

"Indeed." Rong Yitian said viciously, "He does have a talent for spirit gathering." He turned and looked at his son, "Jie, this boy cannot be left alive. Otherwise, he might surpass you in the future."

Though he didn't want to admit it, after today's battle, he understood many things.

Rong Kaijie's face was dark. Even though he was not a spirit gatherer, he knew how terrifying it was for an early-stage spirit gatherer to summon three spirit warriors at once.

"Even if he had four spirit warriors, how could he have the strength to fight against my brother?" After a moment, Rong Kaijie asked again.

At this moment, his greatest regret was not going to the scene himself.

This challenge was not done with good intentions. To avoid suspicion and avoid being criticized, he deliberately practiced in the ancestral hall for a whole day.

Rong Yitian clenched his fists and said, "Jie, were the talismans you gave your brother inferior?"

"What?" Rong Kaijie was stunned, "Impossible. These talismans were bought from the Li family shop in Gan'gan City. They are definitely top-quality spirit warrior talismans."

Rong Yitian was silent for a long time, tears streaming down his face, "You ask how Xin died. I'll tell you, he was killed by the spirit warriors summoned by Rong Kaixuan."

Rong Kaijie's brows furrowed, "What happened?"

Rong Yitian pursed his lips, "Rong Kaixuan's four spirit warriors killed all of Xin's spirit warriors, then they combined to attack and instantly killed Xin. Even if Xin wanted to concede, it was too late."

He was Rong Kaixin's father and had always been particularly fond of this youngest son. So, even in front of his eldest son, he did not say anything to defame or belittle Rong Kaixin.

A mid-stage warrior with a spirit weapon, in a one-on-one duel, could not defeat an early-stage warrior for a long time. If this news spread, Rong Kaixin would be considered a waste. In comparison, he would rather blame the spirit warriors for Rong Kaixin's death.

Rong Kaijie was stunned for a moment, then he stomped his foot and cursed, "These unscrupulous merchants... I'll make them pay."

Rong Yitian nodded heavily and said, "Jie, what do we do now? Can we just let him show off?"

Rong Kaijie pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Now that my brother has just died at his hands, if we take any action, it will be too suspicious. But, Father, rest assured, I will give my brother an answer."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Rong Yitian's eyes. He sighed, "Jie, this boy's cultivation speed is astonishing, and his strength is getting stronger each time. If you want to deal with him, it's best to do so before the clan fully notices him." He paused, "If this boy attracts the attention of the clan head and is taken under his wing, it will be much harder to deal with him then."

Rong Kaijie nodded slowly, "I understand."

His eyes were cold, like a venomous snake, captivating and terrifying.

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"Haha, Kaixuan, well done." In the mansion, Rong Jielin laughed wildly, "Prepare a feast to celebrate."

Rong Yihan stepped forward and whispered, "Father, Kaixuan doesn't look well. Let's skip the feast."

Rong Jielin was stunned, turned to look at Rong Kaixuan, and was surprised to see that the child's face was indeed pale.

"Kaixuan, how do you feel? Are you injured?" Rong Jielin asked in a deep voice. But he really couldn't think of where Rong Kaixuan might be injured.

"Grandfather, I'm fine." Rong Kaixuan smiled bitterly, "This is the first time I've killed someone, so I'm a bit upset."

He wasn't a reckless killer. The first time he fought to the death, it had a significant impact on his psyche.

Fortunately, his mental world had once received the brutal combat scenes experienced by a growth-type spirit warrior in the deep mountains. Although these bloody scenes were not his own experiences, due to the mental connection, it was almost as if he had experienced them himself.

Because of these dream-like experiences, Rong Kaixuan was able to finally make up his mind and order the spirit warriors to kill the opponent.

Otherwise, as a child not yet fifteen, how could he so easily decide the fate of another person?

However, after Rong Kaixin really died, his heart still felt heavy and uncomfortable.

Rong Jielin looked at him silently for a long time and said, "Kaixuan, I know you're not feeling well. Heh, when I killed my first person, I felt even worse than you. But..." He paused, "In this world, there are too many people who deserve to be killed. Since you've chosen the path of cultivation, you will gradually get used to it."

Rong Yihan rolled his eyes, thinking to himself.

Father, your way of comforting people isn't very skillful.

Rong Kaixuan hesitated and said, "Yes, Grandfather."

Rong Jielin knew that he shouldn't dwell on this topic. As he said, as long as Rong Kaixuan killed a few more people, he wouldn't take this to heart.

"Heh, Kaixuan, you brought honor to the family today. I will reward you," Rong Jielin said with a smile, "What do you want? Tell me."

Rong Kaixuan was stunned, thought seriously, and said, "Grandfather, I also want a spirit weapon."

Rong Jielin's brows slightly furrowed, "No."

Rong Kaixuan looked at him in surprise, puzzled.

Rong Jielin said, "A spirit weapon is a good thing, but to activate its power, you need a solid foundation of true qi or spirit energy. Your cultivation is too low. Even if you wear a spirit weapon, you won't be able to use it effectively and might suffer from backlash due to insufficient strength."

Rong Kaixuan suddenly understood. No wonder the guy's fist shadows were always intermittent and couldn't be continuous during the fight with Rong Kaixin.

Otherwise, even with a warrior's heart, it would have been hard to dodge easily.

Rong Jielin said, "When your strength reaches the late stage, I will definitely prepare a spirit weapon for you." He smiled and added, "Whether it's true qi or spirit energy, one is enough."

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