Chapter 916
You will definitely regret it
Chapter 916 You Will Regret It
Zhang Liuyuan chuckled softly, but as he laughed, his voice grew increasingly mournful.
He gripped the sword tightly, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Zhang Liuzhen and said, "You are not suited to be a Celestial Master. If the Zhang family falls into your hands, you will ruin the Zhang family's thousand-year heritage. Zhang Liuzhen, you will definitely be a sinner of the Zhang family!"
He looked around and said in a deep voice, "You've chosen the wrong person. In his heart, the interests of the country, the interests of the common people, and the interests of other cultivators are all above the Zhang family! You will regret it, you will definitely regret it!"
Having said that, he held the sword to his neck and slashed it fiercely, blood spurting out. He fell to the ground, sword at his sides, but his eyes remained fixed on Zhang Liuzhen, muttering with a half-smile, "I'll wait until you regret this..."
With the deaths of Zhang Zhengchang and his grandson, the second branch of the family no longer had the will to resist.
Although the two elders were seated, they did not interfere with Zhang Liuzhen's handling of the matter.
They just watched, waiting for him to go too far before intervening.
But Zhang Liuzhen did not give them that chance; he handled the situation very well.
Instead of punishing the disciples who followed the second branch in the rebellion, he released the two groups sitting opposite each other on the platform, allowing them to go down and heal their wounds. He also stated that since the mastermind Zhang Zhengchang and his grandson were dead, he would not hold anyone else accountable.
Zhang Liuzhen calmed everyone down before turning to Pan Yun, whose face had turned pale: "What's wrong with you?"
Pan Yun glared at him. The dizziness had just subsided a little, and she turned to find her senior brothers and sisters.
Zhang Liuzhen touched his nose, realizing what had happened, and chased after him, asking in a low voice, "I absorbed your Yuan energy, how are you?"
Pan Jun lowered his voice and said, "Shut up. If your ancestors knew that your self-created technique had such a big flaw, let's see if they would still agree to you becoming the head of the family."
Zhang Liuzhen shut his mouth.
Pan Yun jumped onto the high platform to help Xuanmiao, who was covered in blood.
Xuanmiao leaned against Tao Ji, and as soon as Pan Jun arrived, he shifted his weight onto her.
Seeing her covered in blood, Pan Yun couldn't help but ask with concern, "Senior Sister, where are you injured?"
Zhang Li: "It's not my blood."
Pan Jun breathed a sigh of relief and helped her down from the platform.
Below the platform, there were many people covered in blood, some sitting and some standing, staring at Xuanmiao with either reverence or resentment.
Xuanmiao walked past them expressionlessly, only stopping when he passed a middle-aged couple.
Pan Yun looked up curiously and felt that they looked somewhat familiar.
The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "You can leave now. Don't ever come back to the Zhang family again."
The middle-aged woman beside him couldn't help but tug at his sleeve. The man shook his head at her, took her hand in return, and pulled her away.
The middle-aged woman walked a long way but kept looking back, yet she did not break free from her husband's hand.
Pan Yun blinked and couldn't help but say, "This lady looks somewhat like my senior sister."
Tao Ji: "Those are mysterious parents."
He looked at Xuanmiao with concern and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to explain?"
"What's there to explain?" Xuanmiao said, "What I did is common knowledge. There's no misunderstanding between us, just a difference in perspectives."
Tao Ji: "When Zhang Zhengchang was about to kill you, Uncle Zhang Liu stopped him."
"When I wanted to kill Zhang Zhengchang, didn't he stop me?"
Tao Ji had nothing to say.
Pan Yun scratched her head and couldn't help but ask, "Fourth Senior Sister, are you really not going back to the Zhang family?"
Xuanmiao glanced at her and said, "Why shouldn't I return the empire I fought so hard to build?"
Of course she has to come back!
She not only wants to come back, but she wants to come back openly and honestly!
Pan Yun breathed a sigh of relief. She also had many things to discuss with Senior Brother Zhang. With Senior Sister staying, it would be easier to talk things over. Pan Yun diligently helped Xuanmiao to rest, but when they reached the center of the courtyard, she seemed a little lost: "Where should we rest? Fourth Senior Sister, where is your room?"
Xuanmiao glanced at her and said, "You have a terrible memory. I was just kicked out of my house. You want me to go back now?"
"But……"
“I said I wanted to go back to the Zhang family’s house, not my house, but my room.”
Okay, got it.
Pan Jun helped her walk out of the mansion: "Then let's go back to the academy and rest in my room."
Once she reached the top of the mountain, Pan Jun was slightly taken aback to find that there were many different atmospheres in the academy.
Xuanmiao said expressionlessly, "You and Miaozhen have missed nearly half a year of classes."
“Nonsense!” Pan Yun retorted, “We only went out for training in August, and usually we get a holiday in October, right? We’re missing two months.”
Xuanmiao: "Due to the unusual celestial phenomena, the late emperor's death, and the passing of Master Zhang, demons and monsters have been causing trouble in various places. All the disciples of the academy and the Celestial Master's Mansion stayed behind, some were sent to various places to suppress evil spirits and improve the formation, and others helped the Celestial Master's Mansion to suppress them at Longhu Mountain. No one went home for New Year's Eve."
Pan Yun's confidence faltered instantly, and she whispered, "Nobody told us!"
Xuanmiao glanced at her and said, "You're the Imperial Advisor now, living in the palace. Who would dare disturb you?"
Pan Yun touched his nose and kindly helped her to Fengqi Courtyard.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, she sensed something was wrong and looked at the sycamore tree.
Xuanmiao went straight to Miaozhen's room.
When his arm slipped from her grasp, Pan Yun rushed forward to help him up, but her gaze kept drifting towards the sycamore tree.
Xuanmiao said expressionlessly, "No need to look anymore. I'll set up a new formation. Everyone else in this courtyard has been sent out, and no one has noticed anything unusual."
Pan Jun breathed a sigh of relief.
Xuanmiao sat cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.
While taking out medicine bottles, Tao Ji scolded Pan Yun: "You guys are really bold to bury Xiao Hong in the academy. Do you know that at that time, the celestial phenomena changed and the atmosphere in various places was mixed? She was affected by the big creature in the Cliff of Contemplation and almost underwent a change."
Pan Jun blinked: "What big thing is in the Cliff of Contemplation?"
Tao Ji listened without answering, and continued, "If we hadn't been hiding in this courtyard the night we returned from Datong, if you had seen her again, it would have been either you or her."
Pan Yun: "...What's the difference? I'll die anyway?"
Tao Ji, somewhat embarrassed and angry, shoved the wooden bucket into her arms: "Go fetch spring water."
Pan Yun hugged the wooden bucket. The spring was up on the mountain, quite far from Fengqi Courtyard. "What do you need the spring water for?"
"To cleanse your senior sister's body."
Pan Yun's eyes widened: "Can't we use well water? There's also river water, the water in our Longhu Mountain is very clean!"
"Nothing else, spring water is best. Hurry up, I'll prepare and brew the medicine."
Pan Yun felt that her third senior brother was spoiling her fourth senior sister too much. What difference could there be between well water and spring water?
People usually go up the mountain to fetch spring water to make tea or wine, but he did it to give his fourth senior sister a bath.
Although she was very unwilling, Pan Yun still went up the mountain grumbling to herself.
Of course, since she rarely makes the trip up the mountain, she wouldn't just fill two wooden buckets with spring water.
She took out the large wooden bucket that she had always kept in her space, filled it with water, and then put it back in her space. She then casually filled two more buckets and carried them down the mountain as if it were a workout.
(End of this chapter)