Chapter 72: A despicable clan, the Ox Demon is about to unleash slaughter

The rain curtain fell softly, pouring between heaven and earth.

The gray murky sky, as if night had come early, made people feel extremely cramped and oppressive.

Thunder split the night sky, the sudden light dispelling some darkness, but water mist enveloped the whole Fēiléichéng, making visibility extremely low.

Outside the Xu Ji Divine Cultivation Institute.

Tall walls stood in rows; the guards responsible for security found a place to shelter from the rain.

They held their weapons, leaning against the gate, listening to the rain wildly strike the black tiles, then the splashing, fragmented sounds left them slightly dazed.

Since the Yang family's Divine Cultivation Institute was breached and the spirit child taken away.

The Xu and An families then strengthened security at the Divine Cultivation Institute, increasing the number of patrolling martial artists.

The rain is really too heavy.

Winter hasn't yet passed; having such a heavy thunderstorm is truly rare.

The already cold temperature, plus freezing rain, instantly became piercingly cold in every way.

"This damned weather, as if the gods are angry."

A burly martial guard leaning against the door panel glanced at the hazy sky and muttered a curse.

As a Blood-Exchange martial artist, his qi and blood are strong, so he naturally isn't afraid of the severe cold, but not being afraid is one thing, feeling uncomfortable is another.

"Don't let your guard down; such weather is the perfect opportunity for those with ill intent to strike..."

An old martial guard holding a dry tobacco pipe spoke softly.

This old martial artist is also at the Blood Exchange realm, specifically six transformations of Blood Exchange, while the other guards are at Bone Tempering.

Such a guard lineup shows how much the An family values the Divine Cultivation Institute.

"Chief, you're too cautious; the An family is a prominent clan of Fēiléichéng—who would dare to act against the Divine Cultivation Institute?"

"Back then, the Yang family didn't have defenses like ours..."

Several Bone Tempering guards laughed and spoke in succession.

However, before the words were finished, the extremely dense rain curtain was torn apart……

Accompanied by a howling, violent swirl, the sound of shattering air exploded!

One after another, huge hammers swung and flew, smashing down with a boom!

A mighty divine aura spread, leaving the guards astonished, yet in that instant their minds were seized, the hammers crashing onto their heads, exploding in white and red blood!

The Blood-Exchange martial artist who was smoking the dry tobacco, eyes wide with anger, grabbed his long blade and sprang up!

"Divine aura! 【Heart Shocked Strong】! Yang family?!"

"Yang family people! How dare you?!"

The old martial artist roared in anger.

However, in the next instant, a burly figure tore through the rain curtain, accompanied by a wailing scream-like sound, raising a great hammer and smashing down.

Irresistible force directly shattered the head of this Blood-Exchange old martial artist.

"Strike."

In the thick smell of blood.

The burly figure wearing a shocked girl's mask spoke indifferently.

Several figures snatched blood-dripping hammers from the corpses, then plunged into the rain curtain, rushing toward the Divine Cultivation Institute.

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The heavy rain thundered, causing the eaves to hang bead curtains.

Aunt Mu leaned on a python-headed wooden cane, sitting in a rattan chair; steaming heat rose, dense tea fragrance drifted into her nostrils, she picked up the teacup and poured the prepared milk into it.

Adding milk to tea is how an acquaintance taught her to drink it; needless to say, the flavor is unique, and she likes it very much.

Thinking of acquaintances, Aunt Mu's gaze unconsciously fell upon the sandalwood-scented room, where a big-headed boy sat quietly in meditation, cultivating his divine aura.

"My grandson is already this big..."

Aunt Mu sighed, letting the past drift away; she too has grown old and her beauty faded.

"Li Nuanxi, meditate seriously, cultivate your divine aura!"

Suddenly, Aunt Mu straightened her face, and her python-headed wooden cane struck the ground heavily.

Causing Xixi, who had half-opened eyes and was sneakily glancing at her cup of milk tea, to startle; she quickly shut her eyes, pretending to be earnest.

Aunt Mu felt somewhat helpless; this Li Nuanxi possesses an extraordinarily mighty divine aura, a born top-tier spirit child, indeed an excellent cultivation seedling.

It's just her temperament, too lively; although only three years old, she is more agile than many four- or five-year-old children.

"How could Master Li, so refined and genteel, have a daughter so... restless?"

Yes, Aunt Mu couldn't help but want to describe her as restless.

Besides Lü Chi, which child in the Divine Cultivation Institute hasn't been beaten by Xixi?

Even a four- or five-year-old boy facing three-year-old Xixi... has no chance of winning.

This girl is extremely fierce in fights and extraordinarily wise; she's the type who fights using her brains.

She's a natural-born fighting holy body...

She's the tyrant of the Divine Cultivation Institute!

Beside Xixi, Lü Chi also had his eyes closed; suddenly, Lü Chi snapped his eyes open, the tied Nezha braid whipping sharply, his head turning toward the outside of the extremely warm room heated by the charcoal brazier.

There's a smell of blood...

And... divine aura fluctuations!

Lü Chi furrowed his brows.

"Aunt Mu! Lü Chi opened his eyes! Quickly scold him!"

A Xu family child exclaimed in delight.

Lu Chi rolled his eyes; these little brats are really childish, he, Lu Chi…… is actually a genius disciple who entered the inner gate of the Qianyuan Divine Sect.

If it weren't to protect the little junior sister who hasn't passed the gate yet.

He, Lu Chi, is too lazy to stay here.

"Lu Chi, close your eyes quickly, or Granny Mu will beat you!"

"Childish." Lu Chi pursed his lips.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chi regretted it.

"Lu Chi! You dare call me childish! I'll go tell my father!"

As expected, Lu Chi saw Xixi beside him, hands on hips, glaring, smiling smugly.

Watching the meditation class that was about to descend into chaos.

Granny Mu grabbed the python-headed wooden crutch and stomped heavily repeatedly.

She was about to speak up to scold, to maintain order.

Suddenly, a slight change appeared on her wrinkled face.

"Children! Get up and hide in the inner room!"

"Lu Chi, you lead the way."

Granny Mu's expression turned solemn; her divinity spread out, suppressing the restless class.

The children, frightened by the grandmother's sudden change in attitude, dared not speak further, and all ran toward the inner part of the house under Lu Chi's lead.

"Granny, are monsters coming to seize us?"

Before leaving, Xixi turned her head to look at Granny Mu.

"Don't worry, with Granny here……"

Granny Mu gave a warm smile.

Xixi also smiled brightly: "Granny, please stay safe!"

Afterward, Xixi hid in the inner part of the house under Lu Chi's guidance.

Granny Mu stared blankly; the next moment, her old face broke into a smile, her heart warmed.

The old man stood up, turned his rattan chair to face the continuous sudden rain curtain, the rain striking the ground and kicking up a violent wind that shot in from outside.

It blew upon the old man's dry, withered hair.

Looking at the rain curtain, the white mist bursting forth outlined one burly figure after another, each wielding an iron hammer.

The rampant, intertwining divinity filled the air with cries and screams, stirring hearts and disturbing minds.

The old man let out a soft sigh.

"【Heart-Astonished Shock Strength】, the Yang family……"

When Yang family divine cultivators could so recklessly unleash their divinity in the Xu family's divine cultivation academy, yet Xu Hèlì, Xu Beihu, the Xu family elder, and other Xu family divine cultivators were nowhere to be seen.

Granny Mu then understood.

"Aristocratic families are indeed aristocratic; after all these years, they still cannot change their nature of abandoning everything for profit…… truly…… disgusting."

"These…… are just children; how could we bear to sacrifice them?"

Granny Mu said softly.

Thinking of Xixi's bright and lovable smile.

Granny's eyes softened a bit.

The old man twisted the python-headed wooden crutch sharply; with a clang, a sharp long sword was drawn from it.

In an instant.

Within the rain curtain, endless sword qi raged and intertwined!

It wove a sword-qi flood dragon to meet each Yang family divine cultivator charging forth with a great hammer.

"Children, with Granny here……"

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Inside the Guiyi Miao.

Li Che, seated before the statue of the Three-Eyed Furious True Lord Divine Child Temple, suddenly opened his eyes.

His body flickered, and he sprang down from the altar.

Beneath the cute ox mask, his eyes were icy cold.

Within his chest……

【Chess Saint】 Dao fruit throbbed violently.

As if a idle hand had dropped a piece, about to be eaten.

The flawless divine chess piece he had hidden inside Xixi's body sensed the danger immediately and instantly burst forth with feedback.

"Something's happened to Xixi…… who dares to move my daughter?!"

Murderous aura instantly spread from Li Che's limbs and bones, filling the entire Guiyi Miao as the many red candles began to sway.

Closing his eyes, his mind sensed the violent trembling of the flawless divine chess piece's anchor point.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Li Che clenched his empty hand.

The next moment, his palm had already grasped the white chess piece left inside Xixi's body.

In this life, Li Che's goal is simple: a wife, children, and a warm kang.

His wife and children are the softness in his heart.

No matter who...

Touch his daughter...

He'll kill whoever!

The Bull Demon... wants to unleash a killing spree.

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