301: Chapter 301 I Will Try My Best

"Speak, how do you want to die?" Ye Xuan held Murong Liyue's willow-slender waist tightly, as if declaring sovereignty to the whole world, and strode brazenly in front of Xu Yingying.

At this moment, his eyes were like thousand-year-old ice, and his voice was cold and heartless.

"You devil, you caused my entire Xu Family to be wiped out, you will die a horrible death!"

Xu Yingying glared with wide, angry eyes, the killing intent in them burning like a fierce flame.

She hated the arrogant and domineering Ye Xuan before her, wishing she could slash him into a thousand pieces.

"You villain, you will surely be struck by heaven's wrath!"

Xu Yingying cursed through gritted teeth, her voice filled with anger and unwillingness; that hatred seemed as if it would ignite the entire space.

Hearing this, Ye Xuan's mouth curled slightly, revealing a sneer of disdain: "Hmph, stupidity really is hereditary. Your father was a complete idiot, and your brother's head wasn't right either; I didn't expect you to be any exception. But it doesn't matter. Since you have fallen into my hands, don't expect a good ending. I will let you die in extreme agony, and then I will uproot the family power you rely on and destroy it completely. Of course, your master Leng Qianming won't escape either, and as for that so-called childhood sweetheart of yours, Han Fei, I won't let a single one of you go."

Ye Xuan's gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing straight through the killing intent in Xu Yingying's eyes, and then he spoke in a tone of extreme indifference, as if he were discussing something insignificant.

Hearing these murderous words from Ye Xuan, a wave of panic surged in Xu Yingying's heart, but even more so, she felt deep resentment toward Ye Xuan.

She glared at Ye Xuan and said through gritted teeth: "You villain, this matter has nothing to do with Han Fei, don't you dare involve the innocent!"

In Xu Yingying's heart, she was powerless to stop Ye Xuan from destroying the Xu Family or killing Leng Qianming, but Han Fei was the person she wanted to protect no matter what. After all, her feelings for Han Fei had never truly faded. She knew deep down that today might be her death day, and at this moment, she felt immense guilt toward Han Fei.

"How truly interesting. Seeing how much you care about that Han Fei, his ending will satisfy you. Rest assured, when your lover Han Fei dies later, he will hate you for betraying him!"

Ye Xuan's mouth turned up slightly, wearing that seemingly gentle yet demonic smile. To Xu Yingying, this smile felt like a verdict from hell.

"I am willing to place the most vicious curse upon you, you will definitely suffer—"

Before she could finish, a flash of ruthlessness crossed Ye Xuan's eyes. With a swift movement, he snapped Xu Yingying's neck cleanly.

"Heh, too much nonsense."

In an instant, Xu Yingying's eyes widened, the light in them gradually fading as she perished, dying tragically at the hands of her nemesis, Ye Xuan.

"Ye Xuan, you looked so scary just now!"

Murong Liyue, in Ye Xuan's arms, poked out her fair, delicate, and pretty face. Looking at Xu Yingying's corpse on the ground, she couldn't help but mutter softly, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness and fear.

"You won't treat me like that in the future, will you?"

"Little Liyue, I did this to protect you."

As Ye Xuan spoke, he gently raised his palm and, with a mix of doting and ruthlessness, brought it down on Murong Liyue's round, firm buttocks, producing a crisp sound. Afterward, he looked at the beauty before him, his eyes filled with tenderness and determination: "Hmph, don't you dare call me scary again in the future."

"I know."

Murong Liyue extended her fair, slender fingers, gently stroking Ye Xuan's cheek, and responded with a soft, sweet voice: "Alright, I know I was wrong. It's fine for you to be cold to your enemies, but you must always be gentle with me!"

Ye Xuan looked at Murong Liyue with doting affection, soothing her with soft words. Murong Liyue was deeply moved and took the initiative to offer her cherry-like, luscious lips. For a moment, the entire room was filled with an ambiguous and charming atmosphere, as if all things in the world had stilled at this moment, leaving only this pair of lovers immersed in affection. As for Xu Yingying's corpse, it had long been banished by Ye Xuan into the spatial turbulence; Ye Xuan found such a woman disgusting and would never consider absorbing her randomly.

...

Nanxuan Continent, Alchemy Holy Sect. Atop the mountain peak sat a quiet courtyard filled with spiritual energy.

"Boom, boom..." At this moment, a youth dressed in white robes was swinging his fists with all his might in the courtyard. The wind from his fists whistled, each punch carrying a magnificent momentum, as if it would shatter the void. The youth's posture was vigorous, sweat soaking through his clothes, yet he had no intention of stopping.

However, just at this moment, the youth suddenly stopped his movements. He frowned slightly, a trace of confusion and vigilance appearing on his face. Just a moment ago, a sudden sense of heart palpitations surged into his heart without warning, as if something crucial, or someone important, was quietly slipping away, causing an inexplicable sense of loss and unease to rise in his heart.

"Han Fei, why did you suddenly stop?" At this moment, Han Li, dressed in black robes, appeared before his son as silently as a ghost, asking with eyes full of concern.

Han Fei had only successfully joined the Alchemy Holy Sect two months ago, and amazingly, he had directly become a Core Disciple. It turned out that his father, Han Li, had also been a disciple of the Alchemy Holy Sect in the past. Now, Han Li had returned to his old stomping grounds, and with his own strength, having reached the Huangxuan Realm, he had become one of the highly respected elders within the sect.

Recently, it was heard that a true disciple had unfortunately fallen, and the Holy Land decided to select a new true disciple to fill the vacancy. As a Core Disciple, Han Fei was fortunate enough to obtain a spot in the selection, so he trained diligently day and night, working twice as hard, all to stand out and make a name for himself in the upcoming true disciple selection tournament.

At this moment, Han Fei muttered to his father with a confused look: "Dad, I keep feeling like something, or someone very important, has left me..."

"Could it be that Bai Liuyue has died?" Han Li pondered to himself. The first person to appear in his mind was that woman from the Bai Family who had once humiliated him and cuckolded him. At the thought of her, the anger and resentment in Han Li's heart surged like the tide.

"Han Fei, don't be too worried. Now, we father and son rely on each other for survival; the Han Family has already been destroyed, and your mother is gone too; we have lost all our relatives. You must focus on your cultivation and strive with all your might to win this true disciple position. As long as you can become a true disciple of the Holy Land, we father and son can establish a firm foothold in this Holy Land!"

Han Li gently patted his son's shoulder, a glimmer of expectation shining in his eyes, and said firmly to the white-robed Han Fei.

Han Fei shook his head vigorously, as if wanting to shake off all the worries in his heart, then looked at Han Li with a serious expression and said solemnly: "Father, please rest assured. In this true disciple selection tournament, I will definitely go all out, stand out, and take the top spot!"

Han Li nodded with satisfaction, then earnestly said to Han Fei: "Han Fei, keep working hard! You are the last hope of our Han Family; you must not let your guard down!" After saying this, Han Li took a deep look at Han Fei, then turned and walked away slowly, leaving Han Fei standing alone in the courtyard, his eyes gradually becoming firm, as if he had made some kind of resolution.