Teng Huayuan let out a grim smile. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he thought, "Li Er, grandpa is here to get revenge for you."
Thinking about Teng Li, Teng Huayuan couldn't help but feel sad. The most talented member of the Teng family's fourth generation was killed just like that.
After Teng Li's death, Teng Huayuan carefully investigated and finally found out what happened. Aside from Wang Lin, he hated everyone who caused Teng Li's death.
At this moment, the sage-like cultivator let out a sigh and said, "Fellow cultivator Teng, I have already divined that person's location. He is in the Jue Ming Valley. Why do you still want to find his family?
Forget it, Fellow cultivator Teng. Every debt has a debtor. If news of this gets out, it will be too ugly. "
Teng Huayuan's face sank as he stared at the cultivator without saying a word.
The cultivator bitterly smiled and shook his head. He touched the ancient mirror in his hand and his right hand formed a seal. The ancient mirror flew out of his hand and circled around in the air as if it was looking for a direction. However, after a long time, the ancient mirror couldn't find the direction it was looking for.
The cultivator frowned. He knew that there were too few clues, so he waved his sleeves and pointed at the ancient mirror. The small mirror immediately returned to the cultivator's hand.
The cultivator bit the tip of his finger and quickly drew a symbol on the surface of the mirror. He tossed it again, and this time, the mirror grew several times larger. Its surface was sparkling and translucent, and it flickered with layers of ripples.
The surface of the mirror tilted and shined toward Teng Huayuan.
The cultivator said with a serious expression, "Fellow cultivator Teng, don't be surprised. Old Man, this ancient mirror needs to absorb your and that person's curse."
Strands of black gas came out from Teng Huayuan's forehead and quickly entered the ancient mirror. More and more ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror and a large house slowly appeared.
Killing intent flashed across Teng Huayuan's eyes. After taking one look, he stared at the sage-like cultivator.
The cultivator hesitated for a bit and let out a sigh. He waved his hand and the ancient mirror floated down. It immediately grew several times larger until it was as tall as a person. The cultivator bitterly smiled and stepped into the mirror.
Teng Huayuan revealed a grin and followed.
After the two of them entered the mirror, the ancient mirror quickly shrank and eventually disappeared without a trace.
There was a small town a hundred miles away from here. The Wang Clan was one of the top families in the surrounding countryside. It was said that several members of the clan had joined an immortal sect. In this remote town, everyone knew about this.
The Wang Family was born as a carpenter. They owned several workshops and shops in the town. In the eyes of outsiders, the Wang Family could be said to be the largest family in a radius of several dozen kilometers.
The most luxurious place in the entire town was the Wang Clan's mansion. On this day, the sun in the sky was like a huge furnace, scorching the earth.
The gatekeeper of the Wang Clan's ancestral mansion was leaning against the railing, fanning himself to ward off the heat.
His back and chest were already soaked in sweat.
"This damn weather, it's so hot that I can't even live." The gatekeeper took off his shirt and fanned himself.
At this time, the door of a side room in the house was pushed open. A young girl dressed like a maid walked out with a blue porcelain bowl in her hand. She walked around the house and not long after, she arrived at the main door. After seeing the waiter, she giggled and said, "Brother, drink a bowl of sour plum soup to relieve the heat."
The gatekeeper turned around and looked at the girl. He took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. His body suddenly felt cool and he sighed. "Men really know how to enjoy themselves. This iced sour plum soup is really delicious. Little sister, when you came out, you didn't let young master Hao see you, right?"
The girl took the fan and fanned the gatekeeper. She smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry. The young master didn't see me. I ran out when he wasn't paying attention. Besides, young master Hao is a good person. Even if he saw me, it would be fine."
The girl enjoyed his sister's fanning and nodded. "Of course. Young master Hao is an immortal. How could he lower himself to our level? Little sister, you have to perform well. If young master Hao takes a liking to you and takes you as a concubine, then your brother will be able to make a name for himself. Just give me a job as a deacon and I'll be satisfied."
The girl blushed and rolled her eyes at her brother. "Brother, you've been in the Wang Family longer than me. I heard that three young masters were chosen as immortals. But I've been here for three years. How come I've only seen young master Zhuo come back once? There's no one else besides young master Hao."
The gatekeeper proudly said, "I know about this. The third young master is called Wang Lin. He can't be compared to young master Hao and the others. I heard that he's a …" He suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the sky.
A long rainbow broke through the sky and landed on the ground in the blink of an eye. It revealed a young man dressed in black. The young man's face was as white as jade. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was quite handsome and had a sword on his back. The tassel of the sword fluttered in the wind. He had an otherworldly aura.
But if one looked closely, they would find that he was no longer young. There were slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His former arrogance had disappeared and was replaced by a sense of vicissitudes.
"Young … Young master Zhuo." The young man stammered and quickly bowed.
The girl was also shocked by the way the other person descended from the sky. She hurriedly stood behind her brother.
The person was Wang Zhuo. He frowned and looked at the young man. "You're Wang Tao, right?"
The young man didn't expect Wang Zhuo to remember his name. He immediately became spirited and quickly said, "Young master Zhuo, this little one is Wang Tao."
Wang Zhuo hesitated and slowly said, "Wang Tao, who told you about Wang Lin?
What did they say? "
Wang Tao's heart trembled. He quickly said, "It's … it's the housekeeper. They said that young master Lin probably didn't have the face to come back. They also said that he was a waste and wanted to snatch the cultivation qualification from you."
Wang Zhuo was silent. After a long time, he sighed and said to Wang Tao, "He has the courage to leave the sect. I don't have this …"
Wang Tao was startled. He heard Wang Zhuo's words and immediately felt puzzled. At this moment, a young man suddenly walked out of the house. This young man had a strong back and a dignified appearance. He stood not far away and looked at Wang Zhuo. He plainly said, "Wang Zhuo, long time no see."
Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "Wang Hao, we haven't seen each other for three years. You've changed a lot."
Wang Hao's face revealed a look of melancholy. The two of them became silent.
The waiter, Wang Tao, and his sister stood on the side, not daring to breathe. Looking at the two of them, Wang Tao knew that they were the proud sons of heaven of the Wang family.
Wang Hao said in a low voice, "Is there any news of Wang Lin?"
Wang Zhuo revealed a complicated expression and said, "Ever since he left the Heng Yue Sect, there has been no news of him."
Wang Hao sighed and asked, "What is your cultivation level now?
In the Xuan Dao Sect, with your talent, you should be able to catch the attention of many elders. "
Wang Zhuo bitterly said, "It's hard to explain. I'm currently at the 11th layer of Qi Condensation. I only managed to break through after winning last year's competition."
Just at this moment, the entire sky suddenly darkened. The originally scorching temperature instantly disappeared, and a huge mirror silently appeared in mid-air. The surface of the mirror flickered, and under the layers of ripples, two people walked out.
One of them had the aura of a celestial and the other was shrouded in a gloomy aura.
A powerful pressure suddenly descended from the sky.
Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao's expressions changed greatly. They didn't even dare to breathe. Wang Zhuo quickly clasped his hands and respectfully said, "Junior Xuan Dao Sect's Wang Zhuo greets the two seniors."
The celestial cultivator was startled. He looked at Wang Zhuo and said, "Xuan Dao Sect?
Do you have proof? "
Wang Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. He had a bad feeling and quickly took out a piece of jade to prove his identity. The cultivator grabbed the jade and looked at it. He looked at Wang Hao and said, "You too?"
Wang Hao was very smart. He nodded without any hesitation.
Teng Huayuan snorted and waved his sleeves. With two bangs, the waiter and his sister's heads exploded. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Two streams of yellow smoke came out of their bodies. Teng Huayuan waved his right hand and a small black flag appeared in the air. The two streams of yellow smoke were immediately sucked into the flag.
Shortly after, two pained faces appeared on the flag. It was the waiter and his sister.
Teng Huayuan gloomily said, "Today, no one will be spared!" He walked past Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao and entered the house.
As for Wang Lin, he was quickly running through the Jue Ming Valley. Behind him were two males and one female. They were chasing him with killing intent.
As he was running, Wang Lin suddenly felt pain in his chest. It was as if an invisible needle was ruthlessly stabbing into his chest. This kind of pain wasn't physical, but a kind of ethereal pain that came from the soul.
An inexplicable sense of panic and irritation appeared in his heart.