"Ahhhhh!"
The boy quickly opened his eyes, and his first reaction was to scream: "Don’t kill , don’t kill ."
"Huzi, Huzi, it’s , I’m Hua Yingjie."
Hua Yingjie hurriedly held the boy down, gritting his teeth as he asked: "What exactly happened? Who killed our people?"
"Brother Jie...uh uh uh, they’re dead, all dead!"
Little Huzi cald down, clinging to Hua Yingjie and crying incessantly.
"It’s okay, it’s okay, who did it, tell ?"
Hua Yingjie hurriedly questioned.
"The dical Immortal Workshop, they are from the dical Immortal Workshop."
Little Huzi shivered as he nestled in Hua Yingjie’s arms: "The one leading them said his na is Lv Dai, he’s from the dical Immortal Workshop. I saw them capturing everyone, escaped through a dog hole, and hid here. They are from the dical Immortal Workshop."
"Lv Dai from the dical Immortal Workshop!"
Upon hearing this, Hua Yingjie’s eyes turned crimson, and he howled fiercely, his face twisted in rage: "If I don’t avenge this hatred, I swear I won’t be human."
"Huzi, where’s Little Cabbage?"
After calming down a bit, Hua Yingjie urgently inquired.
"I don’t know; I saw her being captured by those people, and I ran away, I didn’t dare to look."
Little Huzi replied while crying.
"Captured?"
Hua Yingjie’s expression changed slightly, but he didn’t find Little Cabbage among the bodies, could she have been taken away?
"Old Hua, accept fate and let it be, we should first give the dead a proper burial."
Tang Ming stepped forward, patting Hua Yingjie’s shoulder, already having an inkling as to why this happened.
"I’m hungry!"
Little Huzi grabbed a dead rat, about to put it in his mouth.
"Don’t eat that, food, who has food?"
Hua Yingjie snatched the dead rat away, looking towards the others.
"I do."
quickly pulled out a few pieces of chocolate from his bag and handed them to Little Huzi.
"What exactly is going on? What grudge is there between the dical Immortal Workshop and the Heavenly dicine Sect, for them to resort to such extermination?"
While Hua Yingjie was caring for Little Huzi and feeding him, Sun Zhuangjia couldn’t help but curiously ask Tang Ming.
"Sigh! The dical Immortal Workshop and the Heavenly dicine Sect have had longstanding enmities. Perhaps it’s because of the recent dical competition, where the dical Immortal Workshop was utterly humiliated, and they shifted the bla onto the Heavenly dicine Sect, leading to their revenge."
Tang Ming sighed helplessly.
During the recent dical competition, the dical Immortal Workshop made a complete fool of themselves; several people publicly disgraced themselves in front of a large audience, a sha so great it’s unbearable.
Presumably, after the dical competition ended, Lv Dai and others reported the situation back to the sect upon returning to the dical Immortal Workshop, after which the dical Immortal Workshop made their move against the Heavenly dicine Sect.
Tang Ming’s guess was very close to the truth. Previously, the dical Immortal Workshop had risen to power, suppressing the Heavenly dicine Sect to the point where they had no chance to recover, so they left the remaining people of the Heavenly dicine Sect to their own devices, as they weren’t threatening.
But this ti, Hua Yingjie outshone many during the dical competition, pressing down many people from the Heavenly dicine Sect, coupled with Lv Dai and others losing face, pushing the leadership of the dical Immortal Workshop to decide on eliminating them completely.
To ensure no information leaked, the dical Immortal Workshop intended to kill everyone on the mountain, but they never expected Little Huzi to escape.
"Kill! I must kill every bastard from the dical Immortal Workshop."
Hua Yingjie raised his head, gnashing his teeth as he stared at Tang Ming, ng Xianjun, and the others.
"Brothers share fortunes and hardships, your enemies are our enemies."
Tang Ming nodded, speaking with determination: "This ti, the embarrassnt caused by the dical Immortal Workshop at the competition was partly my responsibility. If you wish to take revenge, I’m with you."
"Sounds as if we haven’t beco sworn brothers, if you wish to go, I naturally will accompany you."
ng Xianjun grinned, cursing with a fierce aura: "The dical Immortal Workshop portrays themselves as a charitable force treating the sick and saving the world, but in reality, they secretly traffic poison, extrely hypocritical.
To commit such extermination, if they’re not eliminated, who knows how many more will suffer at their hands in the future."
"Good! In that case, let’s first bury the deceased properly and make arrangents for the others, then us four brothers will make a trip to the dical Immortal Workshop."
Tang Ming’s lips curled slightly, revealing a cruel smile.
Subsequently, they buried the deceased at the cetery behind the Heavenly dicine Sect, seventy-eight new graves, looking desolate beyond words.
Hua Yingjie and Little Huzi, clad in white mourning garnts, knelt before a communal gravestone, burning paper in offering, while Tang Ming and the others stood silently.
"Everyone, it’s getting dark, tomorrow morning we’ll go to the dical Immortal Workshop to demand justice."
Hua Yingjie threw the last piece of yellow paper into the fire, then looked up at the gravestone: "Third Grandpa, Little Six... rest assured, I will destroy those beasts from the dical Immortal Workshop, to honor your spirits in heaven."
With that said, Hua Yingjie wept, kowtowing in prayer with Little Huzi.
After handling the aftermath, the girls like 13 busied themselves cleaning and tidying up the yard and rooms of the Heavenly dicine Sect, while Tang Ming and his brothers deliberated on avenging the Heavenly dicine Sect.
By late morning the next day, under the blazing sun, structures thronged with crowds on a peak opposite the Cangmang Mountain, bustling with activity.
This was the location of the sect of the dical Immortal Workshop.
Back then, the dical Immortal Workshop set up their own sect without leaving Cangmang Mountain, establishing a new sect within its expanse.
Spanning a massive area, although both sects resided within the mountain, they were so distant from each other that it would take several days for one to reach the other by foot, minimizing their mutual impact.
The flourishing, populous dical Immortal Workshop and the desolate atmosphere of the Heavenly dicine Sect were worlds apart.
At noon, several disciples stationed at the main gate of the dical Immortal Workshop observed two individuals dressed in mourning attire approaching—a young man and a boy, both expressionless, with cold deanors.
"Stop! Who are you?"
One of the guards imdiately stepped forward, shouting angrily: "Wearing mourning attire, your family must already be dead; why co to the dical Immortal Workshop?"
"Right, prepare money in advance, co to the dical Immortal Workshop for treatnt, maybe your family wouldn’t have died."
"Damn it, what bad luck, get lost quickly."
...
The other disciples also cursed. For those seeking treatnt, they were very welcoming, seeing them as the God of Wealth, but for these mournful visitors, there was no need for courtesies.
"Bring out Lv Dai to face death."
Hua Yingjie slowly raised his head, shouting through clenched teeth.
"Do you know Lv Dai?"
The few guards exchanged glances, clearly realizing that this visitor ant trouble.
"He killed my whole family, we want him to pay with his life."
Little Huzi shouted angrily.
"What’s going on? You dare cause trouble at the dical Immortal Workshop, are you tired of living?"
Though they didn’t understand the situation, one of the guards imdiately charged at Hua Yingjie, determined not to let such individuals tarnish the dical Immortal Workshop’s reputation.
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