Chapter 130: Saving the Arrogant, Ruthless Blood Hunter 25

That blood‑clan conspirator prince Lanslot is cruel and violent, having killed who knows how many humans; killing him is also accumulating virtue for yourself.

Chu Fangwei solemnly warned Chu Tang.

Standing not far beside him, Jin Chen: "…"

If it weren't about himself, he would have believed it.

He rolled his eyes.

Chu Tang clenched his fists, his gaze turning ever colder.

"Cut the nonsense. I've come to take my parents' spirit tablets; after that I have nothing to do with the Chu Clan."

How could Chu Fangwei possibly let him go so easily?

Using his deceased parents as a threat, over the years he's made Chu Tang do plenty of things for him.

Chu Fangwei gave a hollow laugh twice.

"You've just finished your revenge; why the rush?"

"By the way, where's your cousin?"

Chu Fangwei hadn't just seen his precious son; although he knew they didn't get along, crossing the dangerous Mingyue Forest like that, he supposed they'd still return together.

Chu Tang curled his lip, finally showing a faint smile.

"Chu Yun is dead."

Chu Fangwei's smile instantly froze on his face.

"Yeah, I killed him."

Chu Tang continued to press the attack.

"If you want what your son left behind, bring out my parents' spirit tablets."

"You!!" Chu Fangwei could hardly believe his ears.

Chu Yun actually died!

The Magic Party and His Highness Wo'erkè haven't sent any news lately—could something have happened?

He thought for a moment, then decided to tie up Chu Tang, torture him for the truth, and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Grab Chu Tang!"

Chu Tang snorted coldly, thrust out a palm from nowhere, and his strong inner force slammed into the nearby stone pillar.

In an instant, the massive stone pillar split into pieces, and the rolling stones struck the guards trying to rush forward.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chu Tang leapt toward the defenseless Chu Fangwei, then flicked his sleeve‑blade from his fingertips to seize him.

"Don't move."

Chu Fangwei's whole body went rigid, he lifted his head high, fearing the blade would pierce him.

"Chu Tang!! I'm your uncle!"

"Oh."

Chu Tang didn't care; the blade plunged in, giving Chu Fangwei no chance to say more.

He brushed off the dust on his clothes and looked at the hesitant others.

"Who's next?"

"This…"

The guards looked at one another, unsure how to decide.

By rights, Chu Tang is the legitimate son of the former clan head, a proper young master of the Chu Clan; they'd only act on Chu Fangwei's orders.

For a moment, no one dared to act.

"Good."

Chu Tang pointed at a random person: "You, take me to the ancestral hall that Chu Fangwei has locked up."

"How dare you, brat!"

Several elders of the Chu Clan strode out from the rear courtyard, full of fury.

At their lead, the Grand Elder's face was filled with anger, his tangled beard bristling.

"After a trip into the Mingyue Forest, have you been turned by the blood clan? How dare you kill your own uncle and cousin!"

"I think the Chu Clan can't keep you anymore."

Chu Tang stood with arms crossed, facing them off.

"I don't want to stay anyway—who'd want me?"

He snorted coldly, his tone turning icy.

"My parents died fighting the blood clan and the Magic Party, yet you keep calling him a hero of the Chu Clan, then secretly colluding with Wo'erkè and the Magic Party."

"Is this what you call your centuries‑old foundation? In your hands it's truly rotten to the core."

Chu Tang's words left the guards below utterly shocked.

"…What? Our clan is colluding with the Magic Party?"

"This! This! We're the Blood Hunters!"

"Don't mess up the formation; this is just Chu Tang spouting nonsense!"

The cold‑looking Third Elder, hearing the underlings' discussion, spoke up to rebut.

"That's utter nonsense!"

He thrust his palm forward, launching a fierce attack at Chu Tang.

Chu Tang naturally wouldn't yield, picking up the short blade he'd dropped and meeting him head‑on.

Their moves differed, their inner strength was about equal, and they fought to a draw.

At that moment, the Chu Clan members finally felt a sigh.

Back when the former clan head was still alive, he was just as brave; sadly, times have changed and they no longer have that former fervor.

The Grand Elder had watched a few rounds of the fight, clearly losing patience to wait any longer; he suddenly raised his arm, about to mobilize his internal energy, but was hit by an unknown force.

He spat out blood, his whole body flung to the ground.

Grand Elder!!

Dage!

Several elders and other members of the Chu Clan were greatly startled, and they cried out.

Who! Who's there! Stop pretending to be a ghost!

The Second Elder shouted sternly, drew his long blade, and coldly addressed the empty air.

Jin Chen tilted his head behind him, glancing at the spot where the Second Elder had cursed.

He then snorted, and once again surged with Spiritual Power.

Now everyone's formation was completely thrown into chaos.

Even the Third Elder, who had been fighting Zhuan Xin and Chu Tang, stopped, shouting, "What's going on! Who's there! This is the Chu Clan!"

Chu Tang looked at the two elders lying on the ground, his eyes showing some surprise.

Someone still came today to seek vengeance?

But... it's actually a good thing.

He glanced at the others fighting the air, took advantage of the chaos to leave the outer courtyard, and ran all the way to the Ancestral Hall.

Chu Tang no longer wanted to wait.

We need to quickly bring out the parents' spirit tablets, then... then go find Jin Chen.

Thinking of that name, Chu Tang's eyes grew a bit more resolute, and he continually used his internal energy to break the huge iron chain.

Normally, the Family Head could enter the Ancestral Hall using the secret key, but he had just flown into a rage and killed Chu Fangwei directly; now he can only force his way in.

It's unknown how much internal energy was expended, but that iron chain finally began to loosen.

Chu Tang's eyes lit up slightly; using the slight give, he applied four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds, completely breaking the iron lock.

He pushed open the door.

It was now, he examined each spirit tablet in the Ancestral Hall one by one.

But even the last one bore no names of his parents.

Chu Tang stood frozen in place.

He couldn't believe it; he leaned in for a closer look, yet still found nothing.

But he discovered two empty slots; the wooden board there had little dust, unlike the dust-covered surroundings, indicating they had been taken recently, and judging by the generation order of this row, the two missing positions must be his parents'.

Who took them?

Chu Tang pressed his lips, his eyes turning even colder and more ruthless.

He sprang to his feet and rushed out of the Ancestral Hall.

The several elders on that side were about to be completely slain by the invisible Jin Chen.

Seeing Chu Tang return empty-handed, Jin Chen hesitated in his action.

Why didn't the wife get the spirit tablet?

Spirit tablet, where is it?

Chu Tang crouched, seized the dying Grand Elder, his eyes fierce.

I don't know! Don't ask me!

The Grand Elder was unwilling to lose face before such a junior, even though he was about to faint, he would not show weakness.

Very good.

Chu Tang drew a short dagger, expressionless, and stabbed him in the belly.

He asked again.

Where is it?

"I've already said... I don't know!"

Another stab went in.

The entire outer courtyard fell into silence.

The looks directed at Chu Tang were filled with fear.

Chu Tang stabbed three times in a row, yet managed to keep the Grand Elder just conscious enough.

One last time, where exactly is the spirit tablet?