95: Quite a commotion, is this your work?

City.

Inside an old mansion, within a pavilion.

Bang!

Xie Wuji picked up a wine glass and smashed it on the ground, roaring, "Damn it! Why isn't Xie Weilou dead yet? Is that beast's life really that tough?"

Xie Cangxuan had said before that Xie Weilou would surely die.

But what was the result? Xie Weilou returned to the City completely unharmed.

He naturally wouldn't doubt his father's words; since Xie Cangxuan said such a thing, he would definitely make a move against Xie Weilou. It could only be said that Xie Weilou's life was too tough.

Having missed this excellent opportunity, he wondered when he would be able to act against Xie Weilou again.

He had lost an arm, yet Xie Weilou was perfectly fine. This made him increasingly furious the more he thought about it, wishing he could dismember Xie Weilou into a thousand pieces.

"Xie Weilou, you must die!"

Xie Wuji said with venom in his eyes.

"Is that so?"

A cold voice sounded as Xie Weilou appeared in the pavilion, looking at Xie Wuji with an expressionless face.

If the little devil isn't eliminated, there will be endless trouble. Then he will eliminate him!

"Xie... Xie Weilou..."

Xie Wuji trembled when he saw Xie Weilou suddenly appear before him, startled.

Especially when he recalled the scene of Xie Weilou severing his arm, his heart grew even colder.

Xie Weilou said indifferently, "I am right in front of you. I'd like to see what you can do to me."

"Guards!"

Xie Wuji's face darkened, and he immediately called out.

The pavilion had been sealed by a mysterious force; his voice was loud, but it couldn't get out at all. There was no response from outside.

"What's going on?"

Xie Wuji's heart tightened, and he immediately felt uneasy. He rushed to a nearby sword rack, intending to draw a sword.

"......"

Xie Weilou waved his hand casually, and the long sword suddenly unsheathed.

Whoosh!

The sword light flickered, and the long sword instantly slashed across Xie Wuji's arm. Xie Wuji's only remaining arm fell off directly, and blood gushed out.

"Ah..."

Xie Wuji let out a piercing scream, his body falling to the ground, writhing in immense pain.

Xie Weilou stepped forward and stomped on Xie Wuji's head: "You want me to die, then I'll send you on your way first."

"You... you are a Cultivator..."

Xie Wuji spoke in horror. He suddenly felt that he was wrong, terribly wrong. Xie Weilou was actually a Cultivator; he had hidden it from countless people.

"So you know! Then go on your way!"

Xie Weilou's eyes were fierce, and he stomped down.

Puff!

Xie Wuji's head instantly exploded, blood splattering, turning him directly into a headless corpse.

"Those who seek death shall be granted it!"

Xie Weilou didn't spare another glance, disappearing from the pavilion instantly.

"Second Young Master?"

Not long after, a voice came from outside the building. A guard stood outside the door. The second young master had been raging and smashing things earlier, so why had it suddenly become so quiet?

He asked, but there was no response from inside.

The guard felt something was wrong. He immediately pushed open the door, and then a terrified scream filled the entire old mansion...

——

On the street.

Xie Weilou walked forward with his hands in his sleeves, head bowed. Snowflakes fluttered, dusting his hair. The streetlights on both sides were dim, making his figure appear somewhat blurry.

"Xie... Xie Weilou..."

A voice came from ahead.

Xie Weilou looked up and saw Su Muxue.

Su Muxue, dressed in a white down skirt, held an oiled paper umbrella, looking at him with a complex expression.

"Is there something?"

Xie Weilou raised an eyebrow and asked indifferently.

Su Muxue was silent for a second, then shook her head: "Nothing!"

"......"

Xie Weilou said nothing more and continued walking, brushing past Su Muxue.

Su Muxue looked at Xie Weilou's back and immediately said, "The snow is heavy, and you don't have an umbrella, I..."

But before she could finish speaking, she saw a woman in a green dress, like a blooming green lotus, walking towards Xie Weilou with an oiled paper umbrella, holding it over Xie Weilou's head.

"Let's go!"

Lin Qinghuang said faintly.

"Okay!"

Xie Weilou smiled and walked forward with Lin Qinghuang.

"......"

Su Muxue looked at their retreating figures, her expression frozen, feeling a sense of inexplicable loss.

After walking for a while.

Lin Qinghuang asked, "Quite a commotion. Your doing?"

Xie Weilou shook his head: "Not me!"

Lin Qinghuang asked no more questions.

Two quarters of an hour later.

The two arrived outside the Zhenxi Marquis Manor.

Xie Weilou said to Qinghuang, "Qinghuang, do you want to take a look inside? I'll show you my big treasure!"

"You can look at it yourself."

Lin Qinghuang turned and left.

Xie Weilou smiled calmly and swaggered into the Zhenxi Marquis Manor, just in time to see Xie Cangxuan rushing out.

Xie Weilou asked in surprise, "Second Uncle, in such a hurry, are you going to a brothel?"

Xie Cangxuan's face was ashen. He gave Xie Weilou a cold glance and then quickly departed. The news of Xie Wuji's death had already arrived, and he had to go and see.

Xie Weilou looked at Xie Cangxuan's retreating figure, his smile growing richer. He walked directly towards a pavilion.

Inside the pavilion.

Lihua brought hot water. Xie Weilou took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes.

Butler Fu walked in quickly. He gently waved his hand at Lihua.

Lihua was very smart and exited the pavilion.

Butler Fu whispered to Xie Weilou, "Young Master, Xie Wuji is dead!"

First Xie Wushang, and now Xie Wuji. Both of Xie Cangxuan's sons were dead, which was very strange.

"Xie Wuji was more arrogant than me, and very foolish. He probably offended someone."

Xie Weilou said indifferently.

Butler Fu looked deeply at Xie Weilou, always feeling that Xie Weilou's shadow was somehow involved in this matter.

Xie Weilou pondered for a second: "Xie Cangxuan has lost two sons, he might become desperate. You and Lihua need to be on guard and not become his targets."

Butler Fu's face showed a smile: "Young Master, don't worry! I've also made some preparations these past three years. Protecting Lihua is no problem at all. It's just Young Master's side..."

Xie Weilou smiled faintly: "Don't worry about me. I have my own plans."

"Then I can rest assured."

Butler Fu nodded gently.

At this moment, he realized he couldn't understand Xie Weilou at all. After three years in the Heavenly Prison, Xie Weilou had changed greatly, making him even harder to fathom.

After a brief chat.

Butler Fu left the pavilion.

Xie Weilou waved his hand and took out the metal box his third uncle had given him. He carefully observed it.

"Restriction..."

Xie Weilou frowned slightly. The metal box his third uncle gave him had several Restriction seals on it. To open it, he would definitely need to solve the Restriction on it.

These Restriction were extremely profound; it would be very difficult to open them by brute force. Was this a test from his third uncle?

This made him even more curious about what good things were inside this metal box.

Things given by his third uncle were generally not simple.

"I'll find some time to see if I can learn some Restriction."

Xie Weilou put away the metal box.

Restriction, engraving, runes, formations—these things all needed to be learned slowly...