Chapter 1600 - 660: Frenzied Vengeance

Chapter 1600: Chapter 660: Frenzied Vengeance

"Do you think being the vice captain of the Tang Family’s second-line representative team would be enough to bring me back to the Tang Family, Lord Song? If it were you, would you agree?" Tang Tiansong said coolly.

"So you want to be the vice captain of the Tang Family’s first-line representative team? That’s not impossible either. The vice captain of the first-line team is Miss Tang Lingbo. If you join, you can assist the second young master with her."

Lord Song spoke, and Tang Tiansong sneered.

"What I want is Tang Lei’s position, the captain of the first-line representative team."

"Tang Tiansong, you are too presumptuous. Tang Lei is the direct legitimate eldest son; only he is fit for the captain position. Don’t think that just because you’ve broken through to the Peak of the Small Divine Power Realm, you can act recklessly. There are plenty of people like you in the Tang Family." Lord Song rebuked.

"Go back and tell the old man of the Tang Family that if I, Tang Tiansong, am to return to the Tang Family, it must be in an open and honorable way. I will never let go of those who plotted against me back then."

After saying this, Tang Tiansong strode out, leaving Lord Song with a face as dark as iron.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing waiting there.

The two of them made an impressive gesture towards him.

They had anticipated that the Tang Family would try to recruit Tang Tiansong, but they didn’t expect him to refuse so decisively.

"Impressive, indeed. Three days apart, enough to amaze anyone,"

Bo Qing whistled.

A blush of embarrassment rose on Tang Tiansong’s rugged face.

"Don’t tease me. I, Tang Tiansong, am a man with clear distinctions between gratitude and enmity. All my achievements today are thanks to the captain’s favor. Even if the Grand Ancestor of the Tang Family came in person, I wouldn’t go back."

"But what if it’s Tang Lingbo?"

Ye Lingyue asked with a half-smile, scrutinizing Tang Tiansong.

Tang Tiansong’s body went rigid and after a moment, he said.

"There is no longer any relationship between us."

Ye Lingyue shook her head, with no intention to persuade further. The grievances between Tang Tiansong and Tang Lingbo were personal, and only by being honest with each other could they resolve their heart’s knots.

The three returned to the inn and informed the team members of the schedule for three days later.

During those three days, Ye Lingyue restructured the team and gradually set up arrangements for the remaining members.

Meanwhile, a few of Nian Xiaoxie’s associates headed straight to the Jiu Provinces Main Camp with his relics.

The Jiu Provinces Main Camp was the central command for the Jiu Provinces Hunting.

Comprised of hundreds of spatial tents, it formed a demon hunter community not smaller than a small village or town.

In one of the medium-sized tents, an elder with grey-brown hair and beard was in a furious rage.

"Dead?! How could something like Little Xie die?"

The elder, with a towering physique, wore a moonbeam-colored Fang Venerate robe, with a golden Cauldron Seal embroidered on the front.

Under the sunlight, the Cauldron Seal shone with a piercing light.

This man was Nian Wu, the chief Fang Venerate of the Jiu Provinces Alliance.

"Master Nian, Young Master Xie was killed by the Senluo Ghost Fruit King."

Reporting the situation, the informant stammered, too scared to even breathe loudly, explaining the course of events.

Upon learning that Nian Xiaoxie died due to competition for an escort task qualification and failed the assessment, and moreover, his Lifebound Strange Fire was swallowed by someone,

Nian Wu trembled with rage.

Damn Old Wanxiang! Don’t think he wasn’t aware that Old Wanxiang always held a grudge against him.

He had clearly only instructed Little Xie to escort the Senluo Ghost Fruit King, yet Old Wanxiang made him compete with others.

Even the competition was tolerable, but why let Little Xie approach such a dangerous Senluo Mother Vine without any protective measures?

The other participant in the assessment, who was weaker, survived, while Little Xie, who possessed the Mutated Lifebound Fire, died.

Master Nian Wu couldn’t believe that Little Xie’s abilities were inferior to a White Fire Alchemist’s.

There must be some foul play involved here.

Even the Luoshu Mountain and River Painting had issues.

Master Nian didn’t forget that just yesterday, he had an altercation with the owner of the Luoshu Mountain and River Painting over the supply of wound medicine, the Long Family Master.

The Long Family Master and Wanxiang City Lord must have conspired long ago to harm Little Xie together; this was a conspiracy.

Little Xie was his own flesh and blood.

In fact, Nian Xiaoxie was ostensibly an orphan privately adopted by Nian Wu, but in truth, he was Nian Wu’s illegitimate son, born from a one-night tryst with a prostitute in his youth.

At that time, Nian Wu Venerable’s position in the Jiu Provinces Alliance was already significant, and to outsiders, he always appeared to be a sage-like figure.

Concerned about his prestigious status, he was unwilling to marry a prostitute.

He secretly ordered the prostitute and anyone who knew Nian Xiaoxie’s identity to be eliminated, then raised Nian Xiaoxie by his side as an orphan.

Over the years, he had painstakingly taught and spent a great deal of mental power, personally refining the Red Scorpion Fire for Nian Xiaoxie, hoping someday he would succeed his legacy and become the chief Fang Venerate of the Jiu Provinces Alliance.

However, he did not expect that Little Xie would die young.

Not even his body was brought back, only some of his relics.

The pain of losing a son turned Master Nian’s anger into hatred, his elderly eyes bloodshot, like a mad beast.

"Old Wanxiang, you made me, a man with white hair, bury a man with black hair. I will make sure that Wanxiang City and the murderer who killed my son are wholly obliterated."

In the eyes of the High Priest Nian Wu, a chill brewed.

The demon hunters prostrated on the ground were too frightened to lift their heads even slightly.

However, taking revenge openly and legitimately would undoubtedly affect the reputation he carefully cultivated over the years.

Moreover, this was not the time to fall out with Old Wanxiang.

Master Nian Wu, with deep scheming, quickly devised a vicious plan after a moment of contemplation.

"You all, find a way to infiltrate the Demon Tribe and leak the news about the Senluo Ghost Fruit King."

"Master? This is..."

The group of demon hunters was startled.

The Wanxiang City Lord had repeatedly instructed that under no circumstances should the whereabouts of the Senluo Ghost Fruit King be disclosed.

"I want all those people to be buried with my son. Now hurry and execute it!"

Master Nian Wu said with a cold smile.

The demon hunters didn’t dare to disobey, shooting towards the domains of the two Great Demon Kings like arrows.

As dawn broke, within a luxurious tent at the Tongtian Tribe.

Wuyue had just finished attending to the Young Clan Leader Shui Yaoyao’s grooming and dressing, carrying a basin of used water.

As she stepped out of the tent, voices drifted from not far away.

"Have you heard? A few more human spies were captured last night."

"Those damn spies deserve to be skinned and have their bones extracted."

Upon hearing the word "spies," Wuyue became especially alert.

At that moment, the two speaking demons turned their heads and looked over.

Wuyue quickly lowered her head, pretending to pour water, and splashed the dirty water forward.

Little did she expect, as soon as she splashed, someone stepped out from the side.

The dirty water landed squarely on the hem of their garments.