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147: I want you to be buried with my son!

Duan Tianxiao, this Young Master of the Duan Family, though he seemed like a good-for-nothing, it didn't mean the Duan Family lacked strength.

In fact, the Duan Family's foundation and influence were extremely profound!

Rumors in the Jianghu that the Duan Family had intricate ties with the Myriad Treasures Pavilion were not groundless.

In its early years, the Duan Family had an old acquaintance with an Elder from the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, and with his help, their business gradually expanded.

Later, spanning over a dozen Imperial Dynasties, it had already become a major power!

However, what outsiders didn't know was that the Elder from the Myriad Treasures Pavilion had long since passed away, and the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's connections had not been extended due to the Elder's past favor.

Over the years, the Duan Family's ruthless methods and disregard for rules in business had already displeased many in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion. In recent years, the Duan Family's business was no longer as good as before, and they could no longer rely on the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's strength.

Of course, outsiders were unaware of this!

Fortunately, the Duan Family had established a connection with Prince Pei many years ago, and later, simply set up a Duan Family branch in Pei Wang City.

Although it was a branch Family, Pei Wang City still generously allocated a large plot of land for the Duan Family to build their Family manor, complete with rockeries, pavilions, and lakes, all displaying the Duan Family's immense wealth!

When Duan Tianxiao returned, he was carried back by his Family servants!

He thought Liu Xianyun wouldn't dare to deal with him, but in reality, she had secretly struck.

Before he even reached home, he completely collapsed.

The dozen or so Family servants who went with him were terrified and quickly carried Duan Tianxiao to meet the Family Head, Duan Hong.

Duan Tianxiao was Duan Hong's only son; if something happened to him, it would be a huge problem!

As the sole heir of the Duan Family, no one could bear Duan Hong's towering rage!

Inside the courtyard, in the main hall!

Duan Hong was leisurely sipping tea, with an old man standing beside him, appearing to be in his early sixties, standing meticulously.

Duan Hong had been very troubled recently, but also held some anticipation.

Prince Pei was about to launch an uprising, and there were only two days left!

The Duan Family needed to prepare a large amount of grain, weapons, and horses as backup.

Over the years, the relationship between the Duan Family and Prince Pei had already transformed from one of mutual benefit to one of life and death.

Having lost the help of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, they could only rely on Prince Pei's power.

Once Prince Pei's uprising succeeded, the Duan Family could experience Rebirth and achieve a great hegemony!

Losing the Myriad Treasures Pavilion would not only have no impact but could even squeeze the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's business in the Great Qi Dynasty.

Achieving unrivaled dominance!

But if they lost, the Duan Family would also vanish with Prince Pei's demise!

The current prosperity would be like the collapse of pavilions and towers, instantly annihilated!

"Master, this is bad!"

At this moment, a guard entered from outside the door, his face full of panic.

"What's the matter, why are you so flustered? What kind of decorum is this?"

Duan Hong didn't speak, but the old man beside him, Duan Ming, reprimanded him.

Duan Ming was the Duan Family's steward, holding immense power, and deeply understood Duan Hong's thoughts, earning his deep trust.

When the Master was contemplating, he absolutely could not be disturbed.

"Master, Young Master has been injured by someone."

At this moment, the guard no longer cared about the steward's reprimand. Duan Tianxiao was Duan Hong's only son, cherished beyond measure; if something happened to him, no matter how big the matter, Duan Hong would drop it!

Crack!

Sure enough, Duan Hong's right hand, holding the teacup, suddenly lost control, directly crushing a cup filled with boiling hot water.

The hot water spilled, and he seemed not to feel the shattered porcelain fragments.

"What did you say? How could Young Master be injured by someone? Where is he!"

"Young Master... Young Master is being carried in right away."

Buzz!

Hearing the words "carried in," Duan Hong's mind reeled, and he staggered two steps, almost unable to stand.

"Master, please sit down first, don't worry. I'll go take a look; I'm sure Young Master is fine."

Duan Ming quickly stepped forward to support Duan Hong, his forehead sweating.

If Duan Tianxiao really had an accident, Pei Wang City might be thrown into chaos!

Who didn't know that Duan Hong was famously protective of his son.

Duan Tianxiao had caused who knows how much trouble, but so what?

Having a good father truly allowed him to do whatever he wanted!

"Go, quickly go and see Tianxiao!"

"Yes, Master!"

Duan Ming strode towards the door, with the guard leading the way.

However, just as he exited the hall door, he saw several Family servants running over from not far away, carrying a person.

The one lying on it was precisely Duan Tianxiao!

"Master, Young Master has been brought!"

Duan Ming shouted towards the inside of the door and rushed towards Duan Tianxiao.

Duan Tianxiao's condition was very bad; his whole body's bones felt as if they were melting, making him wish for death!

This was the brilliance of Liu Xianyun's attack!

To make you slowly suffer and die in agony!

"Xiao'er!!!"

This time, Duan Hong 'thumped' up from his seat. A white shadow flashed, and Duan Hong's figure was already outside.

He saw the miserable Duan Tianxiao at a glance.

Duan Hong's cultivation had long since entered the Divine Profound Realm!

In terms of cultivation, Prince Pei was not his opponent!

Duan Hong immediately checked Duan Tianxiao's injuries, and his face grew increasingly grim.

Boom!!!

A terrifying wave of Qi swept out, his Aura like a startled swan, soaring straight into the sky!

"Ah!!!"

A dozen or so Family servants were directly sent flying, and even Duan Ming was forced back several steps.

The Family Head was enraged!!!

"Who! Who injured Tianxiao!!!"

"What a cruel method, what a venomous heart!"

"This is to sever my Duan Family's lineage!!!"

Duan Tianxiao's bones were melting, and his internal organs were enveloped by a strange Sword Qi, constantly being devoured by the Sword Qi.

In at most three days, Duan Tianxiao's entire body would be permeated by that strange Sword Qi.

By then, nothing would be left!

Even though Duan Hong had walked the Jianghu for decades, he had never seen anyone use such a malicious method to deal with a person!

But, for Liu Xianyun, was this considered malicious?

Not at all!

This was all Duan Tianxiao's own doing. Think of how many young women he had defiled, how many ordinary people had their families destroyed because of him. With such a death, Duan Tianxiao deserved no sympathy at all!

"Speak!"

"Who exactly did it!"

Duan Hong's face was filled with Evil Qi, his eyes gleaming fiercely!

To have built such a large business, how could Duan Hong be a soft-hearted person?

"Master, it was a woman named Liu Xianyun..."

That Family servant dared not conceal anything and immediately explained the matter clearly.

Liu Xianyun, a Loose Cultivator of unknown origin, with powerful cultivation, addicted to alcohol, and had crippled three Xiaoyao Realm Masters from Prince Pei's Mansion with a single move!

Such methods were far from simple!

"Good! Very good!!!"

"Liu Xianyun?"

"To be able to kill a Xiaoyao Realm Master, truly capable!"

"Since a Carefree Realm cannot kill you, then I shall invite a Divine Profound Realm master to act!"

"If a Divine Profound Realm still cannot, then this old man will spend everything to invite a Soul Palace Realm master!!!"

"I want you to be buried with my son!!!"

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