Chapter 232: 232 They'll back me up

232 They'll back me up......

Xiang Yichu glanced back at him, then turned back and continued.

The Luo family members widened their eyes, "Xiang Family Head, your son is possessed by a heart demon!"

Xiang Hao never imagined that Xiang Yichu's heart demon had already reached the point where it could control the host.

He hurriedly shouted at Xiang Yichu to stop.

Xiang Yichu then said lightly, "You made me win, he's not dead yet, I haven't won yet."

Xiang Hao hurriedly said, "You've already won, Xiao Chu, you've already won, the Luo family admits defeat!"

Xiang Yichu stared blankly, the wound on his back that had burst open from his earlier emotional agitation stained his clothes red; such a back view was heartbreaking. He turned to look at Xiang Hao and asked, "Have I won...?"

Xiang Hao and the Xiang family members were all struck as if by lightning, stunned.

Because Xiang Yichu's face was ashen, veins bulging, eyes bloodshot—these were signs that he had been completely taken over by the heart demon.

Xiang Yichu has gone mad!

But he, whose mind was controlled by the heart demon's obsession, now had only one goal; he asked Xiang Hao again, "Family Head, have I won?"

Xiang Hao felt his heart skip a beat, he turned and grabbed a Luo family member beside him, eyes blazing as he demanded, "What exactly did you Luo people do to my son? How did he become like this?"

That Luo family member had lost the match, the family head was also crippled; he instantly flared with anger, shoved off Xiang Hao's restraint, and spat at him: "What do you mean 'what we did'? As a father, what are you doing? You didn't even notice your son had a heart demon, yet you let him come fight? It's not our Luo family that harmed your son, but you, the father!"

Having said that, the person and the Luo family members took advantage of the moment when Xiang Yichu was struggling with the heart demon to go rescue Luo An from the formation first.

But Xiang Yichu's cultivation was not low; the formation he set up normally takes some time for ordinary people to break.

Xiang Hao stared at Xiang Yichu through the crowd.

He, who hadn't reddened his eyes in years, was also brimming with tears.

The open ground instantly descended into chaos.

Suddenly, an ethereal voice called out: "Xiang Yichu."

Everyone turned toward the sound and saw Tushan Jiu and two others walking over.

Xiang Yichu looked at the three, his fingers curling slightly as he instinctively lowered his head, not daring to meet their gaze.

A good friend entangled by a heart demon—do they still want him?

Tushan Jiu stood three meters away from Xiang Yichu, first glancing at Xiang Hao before speaking: "Xiang Family Head, you know that the prophecies of our Credit Sword People have always been the most accurate—this is the reputation and trademark of our Tushan Family. But today, this junior dares to give you a lesson; watch closely."

Having said that, she turned her head back, looked at Xiang Yichu and asked, "Xiang Yichu, are you clear-headed now?"

Xiang Yichu didn't know what she intended to do, saying, "I'm clear-headed for now, but I don't know......"

Tushan Jiu cut him off and asked again, "Do you trust me?"

Xiang Yichu paused, glanced at the smiling Wang Dongqing and Maomao, then gazed deeply at Tushan Jiu and firmly nodded, "Trust."

Tushan Jiu's Ghost-Head Blade appeared in her hand out of thin air.

At this moment, the Qi flow surged wildly; everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at them in astonishment.

Someone even exclaimed outright, "What is she trying to do?"

"Is she going to kill Xiang Yichu?"

"She must be crazy; she's trying to break Xiang Yichu's heart demon?"

"What? How is that possible? Only the person themselves can break a heart demon."

Seeing her intention, Xiang Hao's pupils contracted sharply; he instinctively shouted, "No, you can't—his cultivation will......"

The Xiang family members also all wanted to step forward.

But Wang Dongqing and Maomao held magical implements, facing off against the senior figures of the metaphysical world.

Their faces showed neither humility nor arrogance, no fear at all, as they blocked the hands reaching to drag Xiang Yichu away.

Xiang Yichu caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, tears uncontrollably swirling in his eyes.

Tushan Jiu paid no heed to anyone, merely locking eyes with Xiang Yichu; the moment her pupils flashed with golden light, she said, "Give up resistance, let the heart demon control you! Leave the rest to us, Xiang Yichu—we'll meet in Nan Cheng!"

As her words fell, Tushan Jiu swung her blade.

Xiang Yichu closed his eyes, tears falling as he gave up struggling.

Opening his eyes again, his pupils were scarlet, the depths filled with killing intent.

But the blade's Qi from Tushan Jiu's Ghost-Head Blade had already reached his front.

Xiang Yichu collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness; the Qi around his body quickly dissipated, his cultivation dropping by thirty percent.

And that thirty percent was exactly the 'resources' the Xiang family had been providing Xiang Yichu all these years.

"Xiao Chu!" Xiang Hao shoved Wang Dongqing aside, rushed over, and hurriedly checked Xiang Yichu's condition.

Tushan Jiu lowered her gaze to him, "Xiang Family Head, Xiang Yichu will no longer be accompanied by the heart demon; my credit sword—if the prophecy fails, I won't charge a fee."

Having said that, she turned and left, but then suddenly thought of something; she stopped her steps, looked at the more than ten elders of the Xiang family who were older than Xiang Yichu, and said:

"Oh, right, my grandfather said they would work hard to let me live a carefree salted-fish life, so I've become lax—sorry for offending all you elders. If anyone disagrees, you can go to my parents; they'll back me up. After all, even if I'm the lone commander of the Tushan Family, they won't pile burdens on me."

Tushan Jiu left, and Wang Dongqing and Maomao remained.

Xiang Hao lowered his head to look at the lifeless Xiang Yichu in his arms, and suddenly an image of him before age three surfaced in his mind.

Back then, he was full of energy every day, constantly clinging to his thigh, calling "Daddy, daddy."

He laughed so cutely.

The scene shifted; after age three, he tossed himself into a graveyard full of corpses, while he watched from behind a tree.

One day, two days, one week, two weeks—he stopped following him.

Because he had stopped crying, he began studying corpses, and then......

After that, he seemed never to have seen his son smile again......

Xiang Hao held Xiang Yichu, suddenly feeling somewhat lost.

But he did it all for his own good—only when he becomes strong will the path ahead be smooth, and no one will dare provoke him or the Xiang family.

Was he wrong?

Where did he go wrong?

Suddenly, Tushan Jiu's words from before she left rang in his ear.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, they can go to my parents; they'll back me up......"