Pay to Cultivate Immortality? My Sect is Completely Free - Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Whether I Live or Die Doesn’t Matter, I Just Want You Dead

“Five thousand taels…” Ouyang Shuai’s face twitched; this amount nearly took everything from the Ouyang Family! But right now, Elder Huang was their lifeline! Without gold, they could start over. But if they lost their lives, they would have nothing left!

“Alright, as long as Elder Huang can deal with this kid, the Ouyang Family will definitely present the five thousand taels of gold within a month!” Ouyang Shuai gritted his teeth and said, as he had no other choice!

“Um!” Elder Huang nodded and turned his gaze back to Zhuge Feng.

“Kid, no one will stop you from seeking revenge; you can only blame your bad luck for encountering me today.”

“Die!”

In the next moment, his entire aura suddenly surged, and he formed a hand seal, striking towards Zhuge Feng with a palm: “Fire Dragon Palm!”

In an instant, a ball of raging flames appeared out of thin air.

“Whoosh!”

The flames transformed into a fire dragon, overwhelming Zhuge Feng and approaching him with ferocity!

“Roar!”

Wherever the fire dragon passed, the air ignited.

“Break!”

At this moment, Zhuge Feng shouted angrily.

The iron staff swept across, directly tearing the fire dragon into pieces.

“Swish!”

In the next moment, Zhuge Feng leaped into the air, wielding the iron rod with a fierce momentum, striking towards Elder Huang.

“Boom!”

The iron rod collided with Elder Huang, producing a deafening sound as a wave of terrifying energy swept out in all directions.

“Stumble, stumble, stumble…”

Elder Huang staggered back several steps, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

“This kid is incredibly powerful!”

He had thought that since Zhuge Feng had only reached the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, he could easily suppress him, but he did not expect this surprise.

However, that would be all.

As an elder of the Yellow Sand Sect and a powerful figure in the Qi Refining Ninth Layer, how could he possibly be defeated by a mere brat?

“Elder Huang, kill him quickly!!”

Ouyang Shuai shouted from a distance.

“Don’t worry, he won’t last much longer!”

Elder Huang replied with a cold smile, opening his mouth to spit out a flying sword that shot forth like a meteor, headed straight for Zhuge Feng.

“Zhip!”

The flying sword sliced through the air with a sharp, piercing sound.

Zhuge Feng paused momentarily, his arm swaying as he evaded the sword’s attack.

At that moment, Elder Huang had already approached him, reaching out with one hand to grab one end of the iron rod while the other hand lunged towards his neck.

“I have fought for decades; how could a mere brat like you possibly contend with me?”

Elder Huang’s face revealed a fierce expression, his fingers like eagle claws, intending to tear Zhuge Feng’s neck apart.

“Haha, kill him, kill him!” Ouyang Shuai laughed maniacally.

“Hehe…….!”

As he watched Elder Huang drawing ever closer, Zhuge Feng slowly closed his eyes.

Memories from a year ago surged in his mind.

His family made a living through farming, having two acres of farmland, while his father worked tirelessly in the fields from dawn till dusk.

However, as the largest landlord in Huangtu Town, the Ouyang Family required all farmers to hand over eighty percent of their harvest each year!

If they couldn’t pay, they would be beaten; and if they still couldn’t pay, they would sell themselves and their goods!

With such a heavy burden, two mere acres of farmland couldn’t possibly support a family of three!

His mother had no choice but to work as a servant for the Ouyang Family, earning a little money to help the household, while also saving money in the hopes that one day her child could enter the immortal sect.

But his mother was killed by Ouyang Shuai’s men!

Even in death, she clutched a few broken silver coins tightly in her hand; that was her hope for her child to enter the immortal sect.

His father went mad with grief, wanting to confront Ouyang Shuai, only to be beaten to death in front of him.

No one stood up for them; no one dared to offend the Ouyang Family.

In this world, there was no law; all that existed was power!

At that time, if he had acted impulsively, he too would have met a death sentence!

But for the sake of revenge, he suppressed his sorrow, crawling on the ground like a dog to dispel Ouyang Shuai’s desire to kill him.

That night, in heavy rain, he dug a grave with his hands, ignoring his bloodied palms, buried his parents, and erected a tombstone.

He vowed, a gentleman takes revenge; ten years is not too late!

Ouyang Shuai must die!

The Ouyang Family must be destroyed!

Before Ouyang Shuai dies, before the Ouyang Family is annihilated, he absolutely cannot die!

“Ah!”

In an instant, he opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura erupted from him, directly forcing Elder Huang back.

“You old fool, die for me!”

At this moment, Zhuge Feng was engulfed in flames, resembling a demonic god.

He raised the iron rod and struck down fiercely towards Elder Huang.

“How is this possible, your aura…”

Elder Huang’s heart trembled as he looked at this scene in disbelief.

A shadow of death enveloped him, and in a panic, he summoned his flying sword to defend himself.

“Ding!”

However, as the iron rod came down, the flying sword he had spent his life savings to forge shattered inch by inch!

“Crack!”

The iron rod, carrying unmatched force, slammed down hard on his chest.

“Bang!”

Elder Huang’s body was directly knocked back, leaving a bloody and mangled wound on his chest, crashing heavily to the ground.

In that moment, Zhuge Feng’s strength had risen far beyond that of the Qi Refining Ninth Layer!

“You… you…””Burning… Spirit Root…”

Lying on the ground, Elder Huang struggled to speak, but before he could finish his words, a sweetness spread in his throat and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Then, his head tilted, and he breathed his last.

However, before he died, he still sent out a signal to summon the strong members of the Yellow Sand Sect.

Burning the Spirit Root means burning one’s life!

This was the last resort, a mutual destruction tactic possessed only by High Grade Spirit Roots!

Zhuge Feng’s life had begun its countdown; when his life force burned out, he would undoubtedly die as well!

But he was unafraid!

“Hiss!”

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Shuai was instantly dumbfounded.

He never expected that the dignified Elder Huang of the Yellow Sand Sect would die at the hands of a mere boy.

Moreover, this boy wanted to kill him!

“Now, it’s your turn!”

Zhuge Feng’s gaze was icy as he slowly walked up to Ouyang Shuai and raised the iron rod, striking down on him without hesitation!

“Dad, what are you doing!”

Ouyang Shuai recklessly pushed his only son in front of him, shielding himself.

“Bang!”

The iron rod struck down hard on his son’s head.

Instantly, the sound of shattering bones echoed, accompanied by a mournful wail, and a lifeless body collapsed to the ground.

He died with his eyes wide open!

He couldn’t understand why his own father would do such a thing!

Ouyang Shuai wanted to run, but how could Zhuge Feng let him have his way?

He casually tossed out shards of his flying sword, pinning them to Ouyang Shuai’s ankle.

“Thud!”

Ouyang Shuai fell to the ground.

As he looked at Zhuge Feng’s cold gaze, a chill ran through his entire body.

What kind of gaze was this, as if he was looking at an ant!

It resembled the expression he once had while watching his subordinates kill someone else.

“You… you’re burning your life; do you no longer want to live?”

Ouyang Shuai shouted in dread, desperately shrinking back.

“It doesn’t matter to me whether I live or die; I only want you dead!”

Zhuge Feng roared, unleashing a year’s worth of accumulated hatred, as he swung the iron rod down hard onto Ouyang Shuai’s head.

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