Chapter 239: Shen Qing Won't Let Us Off!

Outside the capital.

Three Origin Mountain, Three Origin Manor.

This is the manor Shen Shu secretly bought; aside from Shen Shu, basically no one knows about it.

Basically all the people who fled from the Shen family's second branch are here.

At this moment, everyone's faces were grim, the atmosphere unusually oppressive, and not a single person spoke.

Until a piercing sound rang out in the sky, all the Shen family members ran out of the house, their hearts leapt to their throats, fearing it was Shen Qing.

Only after seeing Shen Shu's face did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Several Golden Core cultivators went forward: "Shen Shu, how is the situation?"

Shen Shu landed swiftly, his face grim: "Hurry and bring the prepared pills."

Then he used a surge of Yuan energy to gently place Liu Lan and Shen Ruoshan, whom he was holding, onto the ground.

The surrounding Shen family members instantly gasped, all retreating several steps.

"This is Ruoshan and Liu Lan? What happened? How did they end up like this?"

At this moment, Shen Ruoshan and Liu Lan were already unrecognizable, all ten fingers severed, and who knows how much flesh had been carved from their bodies.

Shen Shu carefully fed the pills into Shen Ruoshan and Liu Lan's mouths, his voice revealing towering fury: "It was Shen Qing, Shen Qing who did this."

One person frowned: "How could he be so ruthless? No matter what Ruoshan says, he's his uncle."

Under the impetus of Yuan energy, this pill quickly dissolved and took effect.

Shen Ruoshan gave a light cough, spitting out several mouthfuls of fresh blood; Shen Shu hurriedly helped him up.

"Ruoshan! Ruoshan! Can you hear me?"

Shen Ruoshan slowly opened his eyes, seeing Shen Shu's face: "Father..."

The next moment, his eyes widened.

"Father! How could it be you! Cough cough cough..."

Speaking, he spat out another large mouthful of fresh blood.

Shen Shu hurriedly circulated his Yuan energy: "Ruoshan, you must not be anxious now; speak slowly, this place is very safe!"

Shen Ruoshan glanced around, but he was still very anxious.

"Father! How did you save me! Did you defeat Shen Qing?"

Shen Shu shook his head with a grim face: "No, he was too arrogant, thinking we wouldn't come to save you! He hung you outside the clan ancestral hall, and didn't even leave anyone to guard it."

"Ruoshan, rest assured, we will definitely avenge this grudge!"

Shen Ruoshan shook his head wildly, directly cutting off Shen Shu's words: "Father! Listen to me!"

"I've seen his methods myself—cruel, merciless; he wouldn't make such a low-level mistake; this must be his scheme!"

"He must have used some means, or left something on me; he will definitely find me!"

"Run! We can't stay here!"

Shen Shu hurriedly soothed: "Ruoshan! Ruoshan, calm down! I'm quite sure no one is following us; we are very safe!"

Before Shen Ruoshan could speak, a creaking sound came—it was the manor's main gate being pushed open.

A rustling sound rang out.

It was the sound of boots stepping on snow; everyone thought of Shen Ruoshan's desperate howl just now, and they all shivered.

Could it really be Shen Qing?

Everyone turned their heads, only to see a black figure slowly walking toward them.

A bold person walked over, waving his hand.

"Hurry up and get out..."

Bang!

A flick of the finger passed by; this person's head was directly slapped off, yet his body continued forward, walking past the shadow's side before swaying and collapsing in the snow, while the shadow finally stepped into the light.

In the firelight, half a smiling face was revealed.

Shen Qing's voice sounded.

"The rats have all gathered together—how convenient, saving me the trouble of hunting them one by one."

Hearing this voice, Shen Ruoshan began to tremble uncontrollably; after a day of torture, Shen Qing's voice had long been branded into his soul like a demon's whisper.

He trembled as he opened his mouth, wanting to shout, but his voice was distorted: "Run, it's Shen Qing..."

Several Shen family members reacted quickly, turning to flee.

"Run? Where can you run to?"

Shen Qing lightly flicked his finger; several golden blade glows appeared; in the next instant, those fleeing Shen family members were cut in half, blood spraying, dyeing the white snow red.

Shen Shu gritted his teeth and directly threw a punch at Shen Qing: "Everyone, attack together! Now we outnumber him—he's only one person!"

In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

Six terrifying blood dragon phantoms burst forth, their mighty blood energy instantly filling the entire manor.

Meanwhile, Shen Qing's figure flashed; as a phantom flickered past, he had already arrived before Shen Shu and seized his throat in one grip.

"You people are indeed numerous, but no matter how much trash there is, it's still trash in the end."

Shen Qing struck hard, directly smashing Shen Shu into the ground.

Shen Shu violently spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood; his bones shattered throughout his body, yet Shen Qing left him one life.

"Stay here for now; you'll have your turn later."

After saying that, golden flames flashed in Shen Qing's pupils; a terrifying annihilation light pillar shot out from his pupils; Shen Qing turned his gaze, and this light pillar drew a semicircle in the manor.

Wherever the gaze passed, the Shen family members were all cut in half at the waist.

In an instant, the entire manor was filled with blood, and the wailing cries never ceased.

"Shen Qing, you have such a cruel heart! They are all your clansmen!"

A fierce shout rang out, and several figures swiftly rushed to kill Shen Qing; these were all peak Nascent Soul cultivators of the Second Meridian.

Shen Qing's mocking voice sounded: "Interesting, now you remember they are clansmen—when you stole their talents and ruined others' lives, did you ever think you were also clansmen?"

Shen Qing turned his gaze, his body flickered, and he appeared before the speaker, one hand grabbing his heavenly spirit cover, five fingers digging deep.

Immediately, the sound of cracking rang out.

Shen Qing directly pulled out his head along with the entire spine, turned and swung, using bone as a blade, directly shattering the body of the person behind him.

With the support of Shen Qing's half-saint fleshly body, casually picking up anything can be considered a deadly weapon—this is also the advantage of body refiners.

After witnessing Shen Qing's methods, the last person was frightened out of his wits, turned his head and tried to flee.

Shen Qing snorted, waved his palm, a horizontal blade and a vertical blade flashed—this peak Nascent Soul cultivator was directly chopped into four pieces.

By now, all the peak Nascent Soul battles in the mountain villa had been cleanly slaughtered by Shen Qing.

The only ones left were some Shen family members who had just not yet been affected.

Shen Qing turned his gaze, these few people's legs went weak, they directly knelt on the ground, kowtowing fiercely.

"Young Master Shen Qing! We were wrong! We were wrong!"

"Give us a chance to reform..."

As they spoke, tears kept flowing, appearing truly repentant.

Shen Qing didn't even look at them, flicked his finger, and severed several people at the waist.

"Crocodile tears—fake enough to make one nauseous."