Evil Must Be Punished

Chen Feng could only take a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

After all, Su Yan was now his wife and had even borne him a daughter.

Logically speaking, he should stand on Su Yan's side.

But according to Su Yan's theory,

the targets for revenge were the Nine Great Families.

Five families remained now.

Besides the Li, Liu, and Wei families,

it also included the family of his good friend Wang Hao, and the family of the old master, Dugu Sword Demon.

When the fighting starts, how should he choose?

The atmosphere at dinner was somewhat tense.

Only Mi Chuan and Shuangshuang ate with carefree abandon.

After they had mostly finished eating,

Su Yan finally said indifferently:

"The Ancient Clan people will likely come looking very soon."

"After all, the Ancient Clan Grand Competition is imminent, and they've invited people from all over the world to participate."

Chen Feng abruptly stopped eating.

He knew what Su Yan meant.

Once the Ancient Clan discovered that clansmen had died in Xiandu,

it could very well bring catastrophic disaster upon Xiandu.

Just as he was pondering what to do,

Qianqian said calmly:

"I will tell them the truth."

"I also want to see how my clansmen will handle it."

Chen Feng sighed and continued eating.

His mind was occupied with how to resolve the Ancient Clan matter.

Liu Weiwei looked at Qianqian with concern,

but she also had no good solution.

Moreover, she hadn't expected

that Qianqian would act so decisively against her own brother and cousin.

Sacred Capital.

With the Ancient Clan Grand Competition approaching,

all members of the Ancient Clan with cultivation below the Martial Dao Supreme level were required to participate.

According to the Clan Leader's demands,

this time rankings would be established for each cultivation stage.

Those ranking near the bottom

would not only have all clan provisions cut off,

but would also be forcibly placed in seclusion confinement.

They would be confined until the next year's competition.

If they placed at the bottom again in the second competition,

they would remain in confinement indefinitely.

Once this excessively harsh news spread,

the younger generation of the Ancient Clan immediately erupted.

"My heavens! Has the Clan Leader gone mad?"

"What if I lose? Wouldn't I be confined for a whole year?"

"I heard outsiders are participating too. If an outsider ultimately takes the top spot, the punishments will be even more severe."

"My bone structure is so poor, wouldn't I be confined every year? This isn't fair."

"Don't panic, there are several good-for-nothings in the clan whose bodies are already drained. It won't be our turn yet."

...

At this moment, the Ancient Clan was in a state of panic and unrest.

Compared to the past when they were in the Kunlun Mountains,

when faced with such competition matters,

they had always been full of confidence in themselves, with no one yielding to anyone.

Yet now, everyone felt uncertain in their hearts.

Compared to these anxious people,

there were others with even bigger headaches.

"Those brats have really gone wild playing. I'll break their legs when they get back."

"Haven't they been found yet? Could something have happened to them?"

"Who would dare lay a hand on our Ancient Clan people, unless they're tired of living?"

"I heard your two grandsons sneaked off to Xiandu. My unfilial son ran into them."

Gu Biao, Gu Qianqian's grandfather, scolded his two sons:

"Go find them now!"

"If they dare disgrace me in this Grand Competition, I'll definitely break their legs!"

"Why does my lineage only produce rebellious offspring!"

Gu Biao grew furious just thinking of his granddaughter, Gu Qianqian.

Now two more disobedient grandsons had appeared, sneaking out to play for so long without returning.

Qianqian's eldest uncle hurriedly pulled his younger brother away.

The two rushed to Xiandu without delay,

hoping to find the two children and bring them back before the competition.

Upon arriving in Xiandu, they went straight to the Su Corporation.

They immediately sought out Su Yan, the ruler of Xiandu,

and directly stated their purpose.

"Xiandu is under the management of your Su family."

"Since members of our Ancient Clan have gone missing in Xiandu, you should be able to find them easily."

The two of them also understood the tendencies of Ancient Clan youth.

This wasn't the first time they had come out to look for children.

When Ancient Clan youths came out to play,

their favorite thing to do was reveal their identity,

and then be treated like ancestors by the local powers and nobility.

With experience,

they also knew that searching the entire city themselves was impractical.

They just needed to find the local Martial Dao Association, or the local family and personal forces.

No one dared not take an Ancient Clan member seriously.

The other party would immediately tell them where the Ancient Clan members were.

This time was no exception.

Su Yan looked at the two condescending men and said with a smile:

"The two people you're looking for, I do indeed know where they are."

As she spoke, she signaled to a subordinate nearby.

"Bring them up!"

"And call Qianqian over as well."

Qianqian?

Hearing Qianqian's name, the two men glanced at each other in surprise.

They hadn't expected Qianqian to be here as well.

After more than nine years,

they had almost forgotten about this person.

Especially Qianqian's father, who was stunned for a moment before

immediately putting on a stern face.

"That unfilial daughter is here too!"

"Perfect, I'll take her back as well and punish her properly according to clan rules."

As soon as he finished speaking,

they saw two crystal caskets being wheeled in from outside.

At first, the two were somewhat puzzled.

When the caskets were pushed closer,

they finally saw the somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar faces lying inside.

They were unmistakably their son and daughter.

Only their faces were deathly pale.

Clearly, they were already corpses.

Qianqian's father was enraged. Looking at Su Yan, he said:

"You dare kill Ancient Clan people? I will make your entire Xiandu pay with their lives."

He never would have imagined that his son could be killed.

Qianqian's eldest uncle, looking at his daughter in the crystal casket, clenched his fists until they cracked.

Just then, a clear, cold voice came through.

"I killed them."

Qianqian, sensing the scene through sound waves,

her empty eyes looked toward her father and uncle.

Since comprehending the unity of heaven and man through the Seven Absolute Zither, her sound wave technique's ability to discern position through hearing had reached a level where she didn't need to actively create sound.

Just by relying on the faint sound waves in the environment,

she could distinguish all things.

Even the sound transmitted by her own heartbeat

allowed her to see everything within several meters around her.

Qianqian's father looked at his daughter in disbelief.

He pointed a trembling finger at Qianqian, then at Gu Liangyu in the crystal casket.

"You killed them!"

"How dare you!"

"This is your brother and your cousin!"

Qianqian said calmly:

"They tortured and killed a pregnant woman."

Her uncle glared at this niece and roared:

"So you killed your own clansmen, just for an outsider?"

Qianqian offered no defense, merely continuing:

"Precisely because I am a member of the Ancient Clan, I had to kill them."

"Because others wouldn't dare."

"Their souls were dark."

"Only death could stop..."

Before Qianqian could finish her sentence,

she heard her father roar angrily:

"Silence!"

"I don't want to hear this nonsense!"

"No matter what they did, no matter how evil they were, according to clan rules, you cannot kill them!"

Clan rules?

Hearing the words "clan rules,"

Qianqian's emotions finally snapped.

Her bloodshot eyes welled up with tears of anguish and grief.

For the first time in her life, she vented her anger and resentment.

"The clan rules say the Ancient Clan must protect the Qilin for generations!"

"But you joined forces with Zhang Bowen and used me to kill Qilin!"

"Qilin was so kind, why did he have to die?"

"Master was originally so kind too, but you all forced him into becoming a blend of good and evil."

"Only you people, whose souls are rotten black with evil, deserve to die!"

"Only when all you wicked people are gone can the innocent, the weak, and those kind-hearted people like Qilin live in peace!"

Qianqian's face was flushed from the intensity of her emotions.

Her hands were clenched into trembling claws, her anger so fierce it seemed she wanted to crush something.

Outside the room's entrance, Chen Feng, who couldn't rest easy about his disciple, stood listening.

Hearing Qianqian's words, his expression turned grim.

He knew that the previous incident — when the Ancient Clan used Qianqian as bait and the jiaoshe (flood-dragon serpent) bit off half of Qilin's body while he was still alive — had deeply wounded this pure-hearted disciple.

He just hadn't realized how profound the damage was.

A pure-hearted person, suddenly struck by malice too cruel to accept.

Her original worldview had been utterly shattered.

It had plunged Qianqian into an extreme view of good and evil.

Chen Feng couldn't bear to imagine how Qianqian had endured these more than nine years.