He Transmigrated Into The Body Of A Demonic Sect Leader And Fell In Love With The Male Lead - Chapter 10

Two days later, the golden-basin hand-washing ceremony officially commenced.

Inside the spacious and rustic courtyard, a massive crowd surged with energy.

Elder Jiang stood right in the center of the venue, a faint smile gracing his features as his voice carried with robust vitality. “To all the martial arts heroes who have traveled from afar, Jiang expresses his deepest gratitude!”

With those words, the courtyard instantly fell quiet.

A servant maid stepped forward holding a golden basin.

Elder Jiang’s expression grew somewhat solemn as he cupped his fists in a salute. “Jiang has stepped into the Jianghu for thirty years. Over all this time, I have forged bonds with countless friends and met numerous chivalrous heroes. Yet as the years grow heavier and I have been blessed with a precious son in my old age, I find myself increasingly reluctant to meddle in the grievances of the martial world. Today, with the heavens as my witness, Jiang earnestly requests all heroes and valiant figures here to bear witness. From this day onward, Jiang withdraws from the martial world and shall no longer involve himself in its affairs.”

“Hold on!” A stern shout rang out from the entrance.

Everyone instinctively turned their heads to look.

The newcomer was clad in a deep blue robe, wearing a silver crown atop his head. With sword-like brows and starry eyes, he possessed an imposing, unyielding aura.

“It is Sect Master Xu!” someone exclaimed in shock.

“Sect Master Xu and Elder Jiang are as close as brothers. The two of them have supported one another for thirty years with an unbreakable bond. When Elder Jiang announced his hand-washing ceremony today, I was wondering why something felt amiss. Turns out it was because Sect Master Xu was nowhere to be seen.”

“Sect Master Xu is probably here to see him off, right?”

The newcomer was none other than the master of the Mysterious Moon Sect, Xu Yuanhong.

The very same man who had issued the execution decree.

Beside the flowerbeds, Lu Fenghuo, dressed in crimson robes, straightened his posture,收敛 his previous lazy demeanor.

Xu Yuanhong strode into the courtyard.

Trailing close behind him was a young girl dressed in white.

She appeared to be around eight years old, exceptionally thin and petite. Tightly following Xu Yuanhong, she timidly lowered her gaze, not daring to look directly at anything around her.

Upon catching sight of that young girl in white, Elder Jiang’s pupils constricted violently!

Had Xu Yuanhong lost his mind?

Naturally, Xu Yuanhong had not lost his mind. His voice boomed across the yard. “Jiang Shiming, half a month ago, the Zhu family of the three great Central Plains clans was completely annihilated, leaving over three hundred members with not even their bones spared. After multiple investigations by our righteous martial sects, everyone unanimously concluded that this atrocity was committed by the demonic Mirror Moon Palace!”

Lu Fenghuo:

Who did you say did it?

Xu Yuanhong abruptly shifted the narrative. “However, the reality is entirely different. A single child survived from the Zhu family, and that child is the young girl standing right beside me. She knows the absolute truth of everything that transpired. Since everyone happens to be gathered here today, why don’t we all take a look at the real truth together!”

This declaration successfully hooked everyone’s curiosity.

All eyes immediately shifted toward the young girl in white.

The little girl instantly panicked, completely at a loss.

Xu Yuanhong cast a cold, indifferent glance in her direction.

The young girl shrank back in instinctive terror.

She bit down hard on her lower lip until it was stained with blood.

Glancing toward Elder Jiang in the center of the courtyard, the little girl’s eyes instantly welled up with tears. With a trembling voice laden with a heavy mix of guilt and terror, she screamed out in a hoarse, broken cry, “The over three hundred members of the Zhu family were all murdered by Mysterious Moon Sect Elder Jiang Shiming! This is what this lowly child witnessed with her own eyes!”

The entire crowd erupted into a chaotic uproar.

Elder Jiang slammed the golden basin violently onto the ground, trembling all over with rage.

Sect Master Xu!

Xu Yuanhong was completely reversing black and white!

Those people were clearly all murdered by Xu Yuanhong himself!

There was a fundamental flaw with the Mysterious Moon Sect’s sword technique.

The further one cultivated the Mysterious Moon Sword Technique toward its ultimate peak, the more severe the flaws became, much like Sect Master Xu himself. Whenever the night of the full moon arrived, he would invariably slip into a state of violent madness, refusing to stop until he tasted blood and took lives.

Elder Jiang and Xu Yuanhong were sworn brothers.

Every single time Xu Yuanhong finished slaughtering people, he would have Elder Jiang handle the cleanup.

Elder Jiang had never thought much of it. After all, the Mysterious Moon Sect required a sect master, a towering pillar of strength with supreme martial prowess. Besides, the people Xu Yuanhong killed were merely lowly commoners, so their deaths meant nothing.

Now, thirty years later.

Elder Jiang had finally been blessed with a son in his old age, and a sense of compassion had begun to take root within him.

Half a month ago, Xu Yuanhong slipped up. During one of his rampages, he slaughtered the vast majority of the Zhu family before wandering off in a delirious state. As usual, Elder Jiang helped clean up the mess, sending those on the brink of death who knew the truth straight to the netherworld.

When he reached the very last survivor, however, Elder Jiang hesitated.

It was a frail, fragile child.

Much like his own newborn, unblemished infant, she was infinitely vulnerable.

Elder Jiang simply could not bring himself to strike.

She was just a child after all, and sparing her wouldn’t ruin any grand plans.

Ultimately, Elder Jiang chose to let her go.

Now, standing at the golden-basin hand-washing ceremony and looking at the surviving girl in white, Elder Jiang let out a bitter, self-deprecating laugh. Perhaps this was divine retribution?

“Xu Yuanhong, stop framing me with malicious lies! The Zhu family was clearly…” Before Elder Jiang could finish his sentence, his entire body felt as though it had plunged into an abyss of ice!

Xu Yuanhong spun around, channeling his internal energy directly into his palm, and slammed a fierce blow straight down onto the crown of the head of the woman dressed in lotus-pink skirts! Clutched tightly in the woman’s arms was a date-red swaddling bundle; even as blood streamed from her facial orifices and her breath faded away, she never forgot to cradle the bundle firmly beneath her body.

Elder Jiang stared blankly at the horrifying scene, silently weeping soundless tears a moment later.

“My wife!”

Trembling violently, Elder Jiang instantly reacted, leaping forward with a palm strike to intercept Xu Yuanhong and rescue the infant.

The date-red swaddling bundle was festive and bright, and the newborn baby inside let out a piercing wail, its tiny, tender voice tearing at the heartstrings.

“Father, what are you doing?!” At that exact moment, an astonished outcry echoed from the corner. Seated in the seating area, a young man clad in sapphire-blue robes stared in utter disbelief with stark black-and-white almond eyes.

It was none other than Xu Ziwei!

Ever since he was rescued, Xu Ziwei had remained confined within the sect. His father had claimed he was far too unruly and ordered him to reflect on his actions through wall-gazing. Yet how could Xu Ziwei possibly sit still? He had snuck out in secret.

He came to attend Elder Jiang’s golden-basin ceremony and catch a glimpse of his newly born junior martial brother.

Yet what had he just witnessed?

His father claimed that Uncle Jiang was the culprit behind the Zhu family’s annihilation.

And right now, his father had struck down Aunt Jiang right before his eyes!

Xu Ziwei felt a chilling numbness spread through his entire body.

The benevolent and generous father of his memories seemed to have vanished completely.

Replaced by someone cold-blooded, ruthless, and soaked in blood.

“Drag the young master away!” Xu Yuanhong ordered sharply.

Inner sect disciples of the Mysterious Moon Sect immediately stepped forward, forcibly escorting Xu Ziwei away against his protests.

With the distraction removed, Xu Yuanhong’s attacks turned even more vicious, every single strike aiming for a fatal blow! Yet Elder Jiang possessed profound internal power, causing the two men to lock into a fierce stalemate.

Unburdened by hesitation, Xu Yuanhong realized he could not break through quickly. Curving his fingers into sharp claws, he launched a vicious grab directly toward the infant in the date-red swaddling clothes, intending to eradicate the root of the problem first!

Panicking frantically, Elder Jiang lunged forward in a clumsy, desperate scramble.

Five fingers pierced straight through flesh and organs.

Elder Jiang coughed up a mouthful of dark blood.

The vivid red blood was horrifying to behold, splattering partially across the date-red swaddling bundle.

Collapsing heavily to his knees, Elder Jiang cast a glance at the unharmed child, finally letting out a quiet sigh of relief. Slumping weakly against the ground, he used his failing strength to shield his deceased wife and the baby in his arms.

Xu Yuanhong’s palm wind descended once more, this time backed by his full ten-tenths of power.

Elder Jiang drew his final breath.

The courtyard plunged into a dead silence, broken only by the frail, desperate crying of the infant.

Xu Yuanhong took a step forward, preparing to finish the job!

The demonic monk could no longer stand by and watch.

No matter the circumstances, sins should not be visited upon the innocent.

Just as Fu Yunming prepared to step in and save them, he noticed a crimson-robed figure moving even faster!

Lu Fenghuo abruptly leaped up, executing a burst of lightness kung fu to land directly on the high platform. Clad in his flowing crimson robes, he raised a hand to neutralize Xu Yuanhong’s palm force while scooping the date-red swaddling bundle securely into his arms.

“Enough, the child is innocent,” Lu Fenghuo stated in an icy voice.

The demonic monk paused in slight astonishment.

A gentle ripple stirred deep within his heart.

“Who on earth are you, friend?” A flicker of wariness surfaced in the depths of Xu Yuanhong’s eyes.

“I change neither my name when I walk nor my surname when I sit. I am Lu Fenghuo.”

The declaration struck the crowd like a pebble dropped into calm water, instantly provoking a massive wave of reactions.

“That is Lu Fenghuo, the third-ranked master on the Earth Rank!”

“So what? There are plenty of Heaven Rank seniors present right now! Those seniors are all keeping quiet, yet some nobody from the Earth Rank leaps out just to court attention. It is utterly laughable!”

“Do not jump to conclusions too quickly; his strength goes far beyond what you think. This third-ranked Earth Ranker just neutralized Sect Master Xu’s palm force with ease, proving his internal energy is profound, at least on par with Sect Master Xu. After today, his ranking might climb even higher. He might even break into the Heaven Rank!”

“Does anyone else find this strange? The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion clearly stated that Lu Fenghuo loves wearing purple robes, yet this young brother here is dressed entirely in red!”

“Right, right! I just noticed that too! Could he be an impostor?”

“An impostor is still vastly superior to you.”

Lu Fenghuo:

My apologies, I just changed into red robes two days ago.

I am completely genuine.