Chapter 103: Why are You still Alive when the Young Master is dead
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Isn’t the Sectmaster out in Southeast Asia in order to expand the sect? Why is he back now?”
“Elder Supreme also showed up, and he hasn’t been around for quite a long time. Just what is happening here?”
“All the other elders are here too. The elites are being fielded then!”
Everyone in the sect had their own ideas. Those at the top were usually spread all over the place, and they were hardly seen gathering in one place. Presently, however, they had convened over one specific incident.
“What’s to be surprised about this? The young Sectmaster was killed in Southern Min. It’s a huge thing, after all!”
“Hell, it’s because of that, eh! Well, no surprise, then. The Sectmaster is in isolation, trying to make a breakthrough. Since he’s not around, the others have been the ones seeing to those affairs.”
“Those people in Southern Min were really in over their heads this time. They actually dared to touch us of the Soul-snatcher Sect! Are they insane?”
“We don’t know who did this. Was it the Southern Shaolin Temple or the Special Task Force of that province? They were the ones who seemed to be capable of anything noteworthy. The Seven Invincible Sect and the Chen Clan and whatnot, they’re nothing. They don’t even have Martial Arts Legends among them, and they dare to claim supremacy. They’re really calling themselves gods just because they’re no gods around, eh?”
“Regardless of who they are, they are certainly going down. We’re gonna kill even those of the Special Task Force if they were the ones responsible, and feed them to the bugs!”
All members throughout the Soul-snatcher Sect were raving, with some even calling for a genocide of cultivators in that province, taking over their territory.
They were obviously not taking the cultivators in that province seriously since it seemed that only the Southern Shaolin Temple was noteworthy. They deemed all the others to be little more than ants.
In a secret room of the sect’s lair in the mountains, which were covered by mists and clouds, the upper echelon of the sect took their seats.
There were two who took the lead, with one being in his middle ages and looked imposing and ferocious, emanating an air of extreme brutality.
If they had been any cultivators from Southeast Asia, they would probably have recognized him right away. That man was none other than Tian Han—the Vice Sectmaster who had thrown the world of cultivators in Thailand and Laos into a ruckus.
He had beat just about every cultivator he had encountered in two different countries due to his formidable cultivation level.
He had even been using his connections at the border to do a lot of evil, which included drug and firearms smuggling, as well as human trafficking. He hardly came back to Huaxia, as he was a wanted man in the country.
Despite his formidable powers, which had enabled him to practically reign supreme in those two countries, he dared not to go back to Huaxia without good reason in order to avoid clashing with the authorities.
The power levels in those two countries were far below that of Huaxia, after all.
However, he had no choice but to return that time because the young Sectmaster was killed.
Qiu Qianying’s status notwithstanding, his cultivation level at Level Six Martial Arts Legend Level would make him a force to be reckoned with in the upper echelons of the sect.
If the Soul-snatcher Sect were to simply let the case slide, the others would not take the sect seriously in the future.
The man on the other side was a bespectacled old man who looked very amiable and easygoing. However, anyone who knew the old man for who he was would not dare to underestimate him.
It was that old man who had personally annihilated three other distinct forces in Southern Yunnan, killing every single man in those forces and making all of their women vessels for breeding bugs for Gu Curses.
The results from all that slaughter furthered his level from that of Level Six Martial Arts Legend into Level Seven National Guardian, making him one of the most fearsome fighters in the southwest.
He was the Elder Supreme of the current generation of the Soul-snatcher Sect—Wang Yang.
All of the members of the upper echelon of the sect wore severe expression at that moment.
That man with sharp features, who had been crippled and his cultivation scrapped, elaborated upon Lu Xuan’s power right before them.
“You’re saying that he’s a National Guardian? How were you able to tell?” Tian Han stayed silent for a bit before asking.
“I was unable to tell, but the young master shouted that fact aloud as he died!” that man answered, cold sweat all over his face.
“That should be the truth, then,” Wang Yang stopped grinning and continued.
He then took a look at that man and said, “Someone, take this guy out and feed him to the bugs.”
That man’s legs buckled in that very instant, calling out to Tian Han, “Please save me, Vice Sectmaster! I’m innocent!”
“Innocent my foot!”
Tian Han kicked that man right away, sending him flying to the wall. He started puking blood. He was dead shortly after.
“The young Sectmaster is dead. Why are you alive, huh?”
Everyone watched with deadpan faces. No one showed a hint of expression. Everyone in the sect knew how much their Sectmaster doted on his son, who was supposed to be the next Sectmaster.
Now that the future Sectmaster had died in Southern Min, that man would have had to die, regardless of how he explained his survival.
All of that was because of the fact that the young Sectmaster was dead, yet this loser was still alive.
“Locate his family, mince them, and feed them to the dogs. No use in keeping people like that around,” Tian Han then added with a smirk.
Everyone present was dead silent, and no one dared to say anything. No one would have dared to say anything that went against the decision of those two at the top.
But then again, everyone hardly felt anything, to begin with. The death of one insignificant small fry was hardly worth fretting over, after all.
The fact remained despite that said small fry had been one of them.
“What happens next?” Wang Yang asked coldly.
“What else is there to do? We capture that kid and feed him to the dogs,” Tian Han replied right away. He was wearing a military camouflage outfit, making him look like a warlord.
He had gotten used to feeding people to the dogs back in Southeast Asia.
“But according to what he just said, that kid is a National Guardian,” Wang Yang then reminded. He had no idea just how powerful Lu Xuan actually was, but there was no mistaking of the fact that he became a National Guardian despite being at such a young age.
He wondered if there was someone behind that kid.
“National Guardian, so what? Who among us here isn’t a National Guardian, eh?” Tian Han said smugly.
“If it hadn’t been for that case with the Heirloom Seal of the Realm in Huaxia as of late and border patrol getting so strict, I would have razed the place with a bazooka right away!”
Tian Han had been expanding the sect’s influence in Southeast Asia and had gotten used to working as a warlord. His thought patterns were no longer like those of usual cultivators.
He deemed it more sensible to use firearms if such weapons proved effective in dealing with the situation, as it was a time-saving and less strenuous way to deal with the issue at hand. All he needed to do so was a bit of money, after all.
“Do that, and you can stay out of this country for good. Would you believe it if I were to tell you that the boss of the Special Task Force would leave the country personally just to kill you if you were to do so?” Wang Yang added right away.
He knew all too well just how strict Huaxia authorities were when it came to the regulation of firearms. Dealing with problems like bazookas would have shaken the entire country, as such attacks would be seen as the worst sort of terrorist attack.
Both of them knew very well that they were on the Special Task Force’s watch list, as they had murdered dozens of people.
It was due specifically to that that Tian Han had to go overseas to avoid clashing with the authorities, and Wang Yang had to declare himself training in isolation, so to avoid catching anyone’s attention.
“Hmph!” Tian Han then added coldly, “Those punks that dare to bully us because they’re more powerful, right? So what of it? Just wait two more years for the restoration to get more mature, and we will be more powerful then. We’d like to see those from the Special Task Force dare to come and kill me!”