6: Chapter 6 With each step he took, a bloody footprint appeared beneath his feet.

"Dad, I'll do it!"

Xiao Tian's voice was firm, filled with resolve.

Luo Yunkai looked at his son in surprise, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

Xiao Yueqing had said one thing correctly: everyone in the Chengen Marquiss Residence was Xiao Tian's blood relative; could he really bring himself to strike?

If he could, Luo Yunkai didn't know whether to be relieved by his son's decisive ruthlessness or to be wary of his cold-blooded nature.

Xiao Tian pursed his lips. "Dad, you are an Immortal. You cannot cause too much slaughter among Mortals. I am fine."

Luo Yunkai suddenly understood; he had taken Yao Banmeng's words to heart.

He burst out laughing instantly.

This son was not recognized in vain!

Since his son was willing to bear the burden for his father, Luo Yunkai was happy to cultivate his son's decisive ruthlessness.

In the future, Xiao Tian was certainly going to follow him to the Cultivation World; being soft-hearted would not do!

Let the people of the Chengen Marquiss Residence serve as the sharpening stone for his son!

Luo Yunkai took out a heaven-shattering hammer from his Storage Pouch, one he used when he was at the first layer of Qi Refining to fight others, weighing fifty catties!

"Catch."

Xiao Tian raised both arms and caught the heavy iron hammer Luo Yunkai tossed with one hand.

"Dong!"

Xiao Tian could not handle the weight of the heaven-shattering hammer at all.

Although he managed to grip the handle, the round head, larger than a human head, smashed onto the ground, creating a pit in the floor where the tiles were lifted, exposing the dirt.

Xiao Tian gritted his teeth, using the strength of his slender arms to forcibly lift the heaven-shattering hammer and carry it on his shoulder.

His steps did not waver in the slightest.

Luo Yunkai nodded in satisfaction. Whether his son's talent was good or not was secondary; his Heart-Nature was definitely up to par.

"This heaven-shattering hammer was Dad's first weapon. Now, Dad bestows it upon you."

Light suddenly burst from Xiao Tian's pupils. "Dad, I will not let the heaven-shattering hammer gather dust in my hands!"

Luo Yunkai nodded, his chin tilting slightly. "Go now, use the weapon Dad gave you to take revenge for yourself!"

Xiao Tian's gaze locked onto Xiao Zimu.

Thanks to the Medicinal Pill Yao Banmeng gave him before leaving, Xiao Zimu's injuries were mostly healed. Except for his leg, which had been smashed into pulp and could not recover, he even looked healthier than a normal, healthy person.

Xiao Tian lifted his foot and walked toward Xiao Zimu.

Every step he took was extremely difficult.

The fifty-catty heaven-shattering hammer was a heavy burden for Xiao Tian.

Xiao Zimu watched Xiao Tian approach, shaking his head repeatedly, using both hands to desperately crawl away.

At this moment, he had none of the glory of the Marquis's Heir; he looked as pathetic as a beggar on the roadside.

Xiao Tian stepped on Xiao Zimu's back. "Xiao Zimu, where do you think you are going?"

Under the pressure of the foot, Xiao Zimu's face smashed into the ground, and he ate a mouthful of mud.

This step had ultimately returned to him.

"Mmph mmph..."

Xiao Zimu flailed his arms desperately, emitting muffled sounds.

The direction his arms waved was clearly toward his aunt, Xiao Yueqing.

Seeing this scene, worry flashed in Xiao Yueqing's eyes, and she couldn't help but speak, "Tian'er, the Heir is still your cousin..."

"Slap!"

Luo Yunkai slapped Xiao Yueqing across the distance, sending her tumbling to the ground, her face swelling, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

He said coldly, "Since you kept silent while my son suffered, then now, you will watch and not speak out of turn. If you say one more word, I will end you directly!"

Xiao Yueqing clutched her swollen left cheek and sobbed, daring not to speak again.

She knew that Luo Yunkai might actually kill her!

"Tian'er, you don't need to worry about anyone. Take revenge according to your own thoughts," Luo Yunkai spoke, his voice resounding.

Xiao Tian's eyes reddened slightly.

Was this what it felt like to have backing?

He would not disappoint his Dad!

Xiao Tian coldly looked down at the pathetic Xiao Zimu on the ground. "Xiao Zimu, when you framed me, did you ever consider this moment?"

Xiao Zimu shook his head. "Right, right..."

But Xiao Tian no longer needed his apology.

Moving his foot away, Xiao Tian swung the heaven-shattering hammer down toward Xiao Zimu's head.

He did not have Xiao Zimu's malicious intent to toy with his victim; he wanted to grant a quick end.

Xiao Zimu, terrified, strained his hands. Without the foot pressing on his back, he slid out a meter.

But he still couldn't escape!

"Ah!"

A piercing scream echoed above the Chengen Marquiss Residence.

The Imperial City Guards stationed outside the Chengen Marquiss Residence heard it and retreated a little further.

Xiao Tian looked at the half-mangled body beneath the heaven-shattering hammer and frowned.

"Ahhhh..."

Xiao Zimu screamed continuously, his intestines and internal organs mixed in a bloody pulp; the scene was incomparably gruesome.

Xiao Tian sighed helplessly. "You brought this upon yourself. I originally intended to give you a quick death."

Luo Yunkai, watching from the side, fell silent.

His son was a bit of a natural dark horse!

Xiao Tian was unaware of his father's internal monologue. He coldly said to Xiao Zimu, "If you don't want to suffer, then behave."

Saying that, he swung the fifty-catty heaven-shattering hammer again.

"Bang!"

Xiao Zimu's head exploded like a watermelon, and the harsh scream abruptly ceased.

Blood splatter from the impact flew onto Xiao Tian's face and body.

He wiped the blood from his face without a care, dragged the heaven-shattering hammer, and lifted his foot toward the next victim.

"N-no, don't kill me, Cousin Tian, I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong—"

"Father, Father save me, Aunt save me—"

"Ahhhh—"

The pleas for mercy did not stop, but Xiao Tian's iron hammer did not hesitate either.

In the end, only two living, breathing beings remained in the entire council hall, besides the father and son Luo Yunkai and Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian's gaze fell upon the two remaining people.

Marquis Chengen, Xiao Yueqing!

His maternal uncle, his mother.

Xiao Tian lifted his foot and walked toward Marquis Chengen.

Marquis Chengen looked at Xiao Tian with complex emotions—apology, regret, and hatred.

Xiao Tian stood before Marquis Chengen. "Uncle."

Marquis Chengen burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha..."

"Good! Since you still call me Uncle, Uncle will teach you one more lesson before I die."

"Whoosh!"

Marquis Chengen was holding a sharp piece of broken stone in his hand, which he hadn't had moments before. The stone flew toward Xiao Tian's face.

"No! Tian'er!" Xiao Yueqing shrieked.

"Hmph! A mere Mortal dares to try and harm my son in front of me?" Luo Yunkai sneered and flicked a finger.

A gust of spiritual energy struck the stone shard, shattering it while simultaneously rushing back in the opposite direction.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The fragmented pieces of the stone shard pierced Marquis Chengen's face, creating several holes simultaneously, from which blood poured out profusely.

Marquis Chengen, however, did not seem to care; his eyes shone with astonishing brilliance.

"Tian'er, do you... un... der... stand?"

Xiao Tian nodded silently. "I understand. Against enemies, one must not hesitate; the killing blow must be swift. Against enemies still capable of struggling, one cannot be careless or approach rashly."

Marquis Chengen smiled contentedly. "Not... not bad, worthy of being my... my..."

Before he could utter the character for 'nephew,' Marquis Chengen's head tilted to the side, and his breath ceased.

"Brother!" Xiao Yueqing erupted in heart-wrenching sobs, staring fiercely at Xiao Tian with bloodshot eyes.

She dared not blame Luo Yunkai, who was the true killer of her elder brother, so she channeled all her hatred toward Xiao Tian, the son she had given birth to.

Xiao Tian straightened his back, slowly turned around, and met his birth mother's gaze with icy coldness.

Xiao Yueqing sneered, "Are you planning to commit matricide as well?"

Even at this point, Xiao Yueqing did not believe her son would kill her!

Xiao Tian lifted his foot and walked toward Xiao Yueqing.

With every step he took, a bloody footprint appeared beneath his feet.