Chapter 1129: Chapter 1123: Dirty Work Of The Family
The Qiu Clan Immortal Mountain was quite large.
The family was launching an assault on the Immortal Mountain, and everyone had their own tasks and their own designated areas to fight.
Only in this way could they completely cut off the Qiu Immortal Clan’s path of retreat.
Halfway up the Immortal Mountain, outside the so-called ‘Snow God Temple’, the shadows on the ten-meter-tall wall engraved with array formations flowed backward, gradually forming the figure of a man with sinister eyes.
As soon as Li Xinjue arrived, numerous Qiu Clan cultivators charged out from within the Snow God Temple.
“Kill them.”
With a wave of Li Xinjue’s hand, descendants of the Silver Moon Lineage emerged from the shadows in all directions.
Wielding daggers, the killing arts they cultivated were born solely for the purpose of slaughter.
In less than a moment, only wails of agony remained.
A descendant approached.
“Grandfather, there is an array formation beneath the Snow God Temple used for hiding people. The Qiu Clan’s survivors might be hidden inside.”
“Good. Slaughter all the guardians until none remain.”
Li Xinjue issued the command, his own body already transforming into black mist and vanishing into the cloudy sky.
Ever since this family head of the Silver Moon Lineage obtained the Grade 5 spiritual object, he had acquired the Golden Concealment Body, using it as the foundation of his cultivation to comprehend the laws of Darkness.
All the descendants of the Silver Moon Lineage were influenced by this bloodline, acquiring the [Nightwalker] trait, making them the most suitable candidates to become ‘assassins’.
This so-called Snow God Temple was the place where the Qiu Clan enshrined their spirit tablets, so there weren’t many experts present.
Activating his technique, Li Xinjue turned into black mist and appeared behind a Nascent Soul cultivator.
With just a reach of his hand, he pressed it against the other party’s back.
Black mist surged around Li Xinjue, and the Traceless Mist Gold within his body transformed into tentacles that wrapped around the opponent.
Li Xinjue stared expressionlessly as the opponent wailed and struggled.
Once all the guardians were killed, Li Xinjue led over a hundred Silver Moon descendants to the place where the Qiu Clan’s survivors were hidden.
Upon opening the array formation, there were roughly fifty thousand people inside.
Seeing Li Xinjue, the remaining survivors of the Qiu Clan were terrified, their cries echoing through the chamber.
Faced with such a scene, even Li Xinjue, who had once struggled to establish a family in Silver Moon City, felt a flicker of hesitation.
But in the end, he said nothing.
Under the fearful gazes of the Qiu Clan’s survivors, he dissolved into black mist and surged forward. Chaos followed, and before long, silence filled the secret chamber.
Only after all sound had faded did Li Xinjue step out, his clansmen following behind. Their dark robes swayed in the cold wind and snow as they departed.
Glancing slightly at the blood on the ground, Li Xinjue suddenly let out a long sigh.
He didn’t know since when he had started doing so much dirty work for the family.
After resolving the Nangong Lineage, the Dark Division of the family’s Hall of Heavenly Principles had followed Li Xinnian to the Western Border, gradually handing the leadership over to him.
Li Xinnian hadn’t said anything, but Li Xinjue understood: the Family Head had determined he was the most suitable candidate for doing dirty work, and the family held high expectations for him.
Li Xinjue slightly raised his head, looking at the figure of Li Xinri who had transformed into a blazing sun, a trace of envy flashing through his eyes.
He actually wished he could be someone like his older brother.
Even if he were called ‘trash’ by the entire Northguard City, he would still be a million times overjoyed.
At the very least, he wouldn’t have had to step into Silver Moon City alone, carrying the guilt of his mother’s attempted assassination of Li Xinri, which led to their expulsion from the Northguard City, as well as the doubts regarding his own bloodline.
If that were the case, he wouldn’t have had to willingly stain his hands with blood just to prove to the family that he harbored not a single shred of malice from beginning to end.
That’s right, it was starting from that time that Li Xinri stood in the sunlight, while he stood in the shadows.
And then he spent his entire life paying off the debt for what his mother had done back then.
Just like this time, when his niece Li Zhijing was injured, he brought the descendants of the Silver Moon Lineage here without hesitation.
Li Xinjue suddenly smiled. “I didn’t expect older brother to have such capability.”
Li Xinri transforming into a Golden Crow to slay enemies had truly astonished Li Xinjue to the extreme.
He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and the descendants of the Silver Moon Lineage walked into the darkness, continuing to slay enemies.
In this moment, Li Xinjue felt a sense of relief.
Looking at the soaring Golden Crow, he chose to accept his destiny.
He had already walked into the darkness, stepping into a mire from which he could never emerge.
The moment the spirit tablet granted to him by the Old Ancestor lit up was his most joyous moment; it meant that both the Old Ancestor and the clansmen acknowledged his identity as a member of the Li Clan.
He had already obtained everything he wanted.
He was no longer afraid to forge ahead in the darkness, watching Li Xinri fly out of the Northguard City and out from under the towering shadow of his father.
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