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Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 180 - 142: Annihilation of the Sect (Part 3)
It seemed like the vast, clear sky suddenly became overcast, causing a sense of unease.
"Boom!"
Amidst the endless military camp.
A figure shot up into the sky, transforming into a trail of blood light, speeding towards the Turkic direction.
"King!"
"Why is the King heading that way?"
"Nothing bad is going to happen to the King, is it?"
"Shut up everyone, the King is going to vent his anger on the Turkic scum!"
One by one, powerful figures in the army charged out, but they couldn’t keep up with Xiao Zhan’s pace.
From afar, they could only see blood light soaring at the Turkic border defense camp, where a man went on a rampage, killing mercilessly. About half an hour later, a figure enveloped in blood light returned to the Great Tang military camp.
The blood light gradually receded.
It was that imposing figure, towering like a mountain, the Great Tang War God, King Zhennan Xiao Zhan!
"My King, did you slaughter all the people in the Turkic city defense camp?"
A general cautiously asked.
Xiao Ran remained silent and returned to his quarters.
A few trusted generals followed him inside.
Xiao Zhan glanced at them and said, "I need to return to Dragon Capital once. If they don’t learn their lesson, I’m afraid leaked news might harm my brothers."
"My King, without an order from the Holy Emperor, suddenly going back, could it..."
One trusted aide voiced concern.
"My son’s life or death is uncertain. I’m returning alone as a father, to visit my son. The Holy Emperor understands righteousness and won’t hold it against me."
Xiao Zhan interrupted.
"But my King..."
"No need to persuade me further. If I’m not mistaken, the decree from the Holy Emperor is already on its way. Before that, I will first visit the Beast Taming Sect."
Xiao Zhan was resolute; no one could dissuade him.
Two days later.
The Beast Taming Sect, with a legacy of over a hundred years.
The stone stele at the gate was shattered by a punch imbued with blood-colored Primordial Power.
A blood-colored figure, like a devil, charged towards the inside, leaving nothing alive in its path. Whether it was the disciples or the demon birds and beasts tamed by the Beast Taming Sect, all were obliterated into blood mist by that figure’s punch.
"Caw!"
An eagle, sensing danger, rose from the cliff, trying to escape.
"Whoosh!"
A black spear pierced through the sky, swiftly catching up to the eagle that wished to soar high, piercing it through and sending its massive body plummeting down the cliff.
"Pfft!"
Before the eagle hit the ground.
A blood-colored Sword Qi rose from the ground.
Shredding the eagle to pieces.
"Who are you? What grudge does the Beast Taming Sect have with you?"
A Hall Master from the Beast Taming Sect demanded.
"My son died at the hands of your sect’s Elder. Everyone in the Beast Taming Sect must go down to keep my son company in death!"
The blood-colored figure responded.
"You are... King Zhennan Xiao Zhan!"
"King Xiao, the Little Prince’s death has nothing to do with us. Jin Muchuan is no longer a part of our sect."
"Our Beast Taming Sect never meddles with court affairs. Jin Muchuan violated sect rules and was long expelled. Why make things difficult for us? Why not go after those behind Jin Muchuan?"
The Elders of the Beast Taming Sect explained collectively.
"Hmph, I have already investigated thoroughly. My son’s death is directly related to you. All of you will accompany my son in death!"
Xiao Zhan wouldn’t listen to any explanations.
His purpose for coming this time.
Was solely to massacre the Beast Taming Sect.
To utterly wipe out the Beast Taming Sect.
He was not only avenging Xiao Ran.
But also to show the Second Prince that few could withstand Xiao Zhan’s wrath. The Beast Taming Sect was no exception and must be destroyed.
...
"Little Huowa, come here, let Uncle give you a hug."
In Willow Alley, Jiang Feng was in the courtyard, playing with Little Huowa.
Little Huowa, wearing crotchless pants and holding a green date in his hand, with little black cheeks, walked over to Jiang Feng, innocently saying in a child’s voice, "Ba ba."
"Alright, Uncle will hug."
Jiang Feng knew Little Huowa’s tongue hadn’t developed fully yet and wanted to say "hug." After pinching Little Huowa’s cheek, he lifted him up and sat on a chair, playing with him.
"Xiao Jiang, your aunt has prepared the dishes, come eat soon!"
Uncle Huo shouted to Jiang Feng from the kitchen, holding a bowl.
"Alright."
Jiang Feng carried Little Huowa and moved forward.
In these days.
The Four Great Prisons were particularly lively.
The cells in Zhenbei Prison were mostly full. The Second Prince seemed to have become a common target, ordered by the Emperor to be confined for half a year. The Dark Hall personnel were seen as targets, and unclaimed bodies were often seen on the streets. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
The power that the Second Prince had meticulously built was utterly collapsed.
Two Second-Grade Officials were caught and charged as the heads of the Dark Hall. They are currently detained in the Dali Temple Prison, undergoing interrogation. It seems there wasn’t enough evidence, or perhaps the Emperor was intentionally shielding the Second Prince. In recent days, the situation gradually shifted.
The rumors spread outside also turned towards those two Second-Grade Officials pushed out as scapegoats.
Developing to this point.
It seemed the true culprit wasn’t the Second Prince at all.
He was just deceived by his subordinates and was merely slightly punished by the Emperor.
Jiang Feng had anticipated this result, accepting it calmly and with patience. He knew that amid this storm, the biggest pressure on the Second Prince, apart from the Emperor, came from another person.
King Zhennan Xiao Zhan.
He eagerly anticipated how Xiao Zhan would deal with the Second Prince in light of Xiao Ran’s death.
The next day.
Jiang Feng and Uncle Huo went once again to Zhenbei Prison.
This time upon entering.
Jiang Feng sensed something unusual about the atmosphere.
Inside the entire Zhenbei Prison, everyone, including the inmates, appeared particularly quiet, as if a shadow hung over their heads, making them afraid to breathe deeply.







