Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
At the Ye family villa in Lin City, Tiannan, while the outside world was shocked by the news of Ye Chen’s return, Ye Chen looked at the young man kneeling before him coldly.
The young man was Zhao Xiaotian.
Ye Chen looked terrible.
Even though he had long known that Zhao Xiaotian was rebellious, he did not expect that he would betray the Ye family in exchange for a bargaining chip to join Shang Santian and even serve as an executioner against Yin Shi.
Such a person was evil to the core!
Zhao Xiaotian kowtowed frantically and explained while trembling with fear, “Master, this disciple was forced to do so. You must believe me…”
When Ye Chen returned to Lin City and captured all the powerhouses from Shang Santian guarding the Ye family villa, he knew that he was finished.
He tried to sneak away, but he was caught by Han Qinhu and the rest. Yin Shi told them what he had done.
The Patriarch of Hell watched everything silently.
Ye Chen took a deep breath in and resisted the urge to slap him to death. He turned his head and said to the Patriarch of Hell, “I’ll leave this person to you!”
He stood up and walked out.
No matter what, Zhao Xiaotian was the patriarch’s spirit transfer body that he chose, and he had been sentenced to death right from the beginning. It would not matter if he was killed or not.
As soon as he left, Zhao Xiaotian immediately heaved a sigh of relief. He hurriedly knelt before the Patriarch of Hell and tried his best to butter him up, “Uncle Huang, please spare me on account of my mother. Please don’t kill me…”
“You silly child!”
The Patriarch of Hell gently placed his hand on his head and said lovingly, “Uncle Huang is your mother’s friend. How could I bear to kill you? Besides, you’re still young. It’s inevitable that you’ll make mistakes!”
“Thank you, Uncle Huang! Thank you, Uncle Huang!”
Zhao Xiaotian kowtowed a few more times to the Patriarch of Hell when he heard that. A hint of pride flashed across the depths of his eyes. Clearly, he did not expect the Patriarch of Hell to be so soft-hearted.
The Patriarch of Hell took out a medicinal pill as if nothing had happened, “Uncle Huang brought you a gift this time!”
“What is this? It smells so good!”
Zhao Xiaotian’s eyes widened as he stared at the black pill. He felt like he had been refreshed after taking a whiff.
“Haven’t you always wanted to cultivate?”
The Patriarch of Hell chuckled and pinched his check, “Uncle Huang is giving you this pill. You can cultivate after you eat it.”
“Really?”
A sliver of vigilance suddenly appeared in Zhao Xiaotian’s excited eyes. He felt that the Patriarch of Hell had suddenly treated him too well.
“Of course.”
After the Patriarch of Hell sensed his abnormality, he quietly took out another black pill and swallowed it, “Look, I ate it too. It’s not poisonous!”
Eventually, Zhao Xiaotian was unable to resist the temptation of the medicinal pill, and he stretched out his hand to take it. He hesitated for a moment before swallowing it.
At the next moment, he lost consciousness and stood rooted to the ground. His eyes were lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.
The Patriarch of Hell’s gentle expression suddenly turned cold, “Evil creature, oh, you evil creature. I couldn’t bear to take over your body after I came out of closed-door cultivation, but your actions are too disappointing.
“After eating my Black Demonic Pill, your consciousness will become incomparably weak. This way, the chances of me possessing you successfully will be even higher!
“Don’t worry that you’ve never been filial to your mother. I’ll take good care of her for you…”
With a faint sigh, the patriarch turned into a streak of dark light and directly penetrated Zhao Xiaotian’s forehead…
Night fell and it started drizzling.
There was a white cloth hanging in the Ye family’s living room. Four black and white pictures were placed on the table at the front, while four ice coffins were placed below.
It was the temporary mourning hall that Ye Chen ordered people to set up for his Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Niu Qingshan, and Lin Tai.
He had used a Soul Searching Tactic on the people of Shang Santian that he captured, and only then was he able to retrieve the four broken bodies.
His Second Aunt, Lin Tai, and Niu Qingshan’s bodies were still intact. The only thing that pained Ye Chen was that his Second Uncle’s body had been destroyed. Even his head was gone.
In the mourning hall, Ye Wen, who was dressed in white and wearing mourning clothes, was kneeling on the ground and crying non-stop. Beside her were some of Lin Tai’s former subordinates who were also looking sorrowful.
Outside the Ye family villa, there were more than 3,000 people quietly standing guard. No one held an umbrella, allowing the rain to fall on them as they silently and breathlessly looked in the direction of the mourning hall.
They were all Lin Tai’s subordinates. As they were ordinary people, Shang Santian did not bother to do anything to them. Therefore, most of them survived after the Ye family’s incident.
A black Honda was parked silently a hundred steps away from the 3,000 people. There were two people inside the vehicle, a middle-aged man and a young man.
The young man glanced at the 3,000 people through the windshield before turning to the middle-aged man next to him, “Uncle Wu, are we just going to watch?”
Uncle Wu slowly lit up a cigarette. After taking a deep puff, he said unhappily, “Rascal, what else do you want?”
“No!”
The young man panicked, “Uncle Wu, why don’t you understand what I mean? If they cause trouble…”
“No.”
Uncle Wu shook his head without thinking, “These people are only here to pay their respects to the dead. I’ve interacted with them a few times!”
The young man opened his mouth to say something.
“Xiaowu, let them pay their condolences. Too many people have died this time. Otherwise, their anger will not be appeased and their loyal souls will not be able to sleep!”
The young man felt like there was more to Uncle Wu’s words.
Uncle Wu stubbed out his cigarette and closed the car door, “Let’s have supper. There’s a night market on West Street. I heard that the mutton soup is quite delicious. It’s my treat!”
“But…” The young man opened his mouth.
“Let’s go!”
“It’s windy, it’s raining, people are going to die…”
In the Ye family villa, Ye Chen was folding lanterns quickly. After every lantern was folded, he would pick up a pen and paper to write Lin Tai and the rest’s birth’s information on them.
Humans had three souls and seven spirits. Three of the souls were divided into Heaven Soul, Earth Soul, and Fate Soul. After a person died, the three souls and seven spirits would leave their body. Among them, Heaven Soul would return to heaven, Earth Soul to earth, and Fate Soul would linger in the cemetery, which was what people called ghost.
If Lin Tai and the rest had just died, Ye Chen might have a way to revive them. However, he had already missed the best timing since their souls had dispersed.
He could only try to gather their souls by summoning them!
At that moment, Yang Tian walked in quickly and said with a grim expression, “Old Ye, I’ve found Lin Tai’s woman, but…”
Ye Chen could not help but look at him when he heard that. He said while frowning, “But what?”
Before that, he asked Yang Tian to look for Lin Tai’s woman. Although Lin Tai was dead, Ye Chen wanted to protect the only bloodline he left behind.