Chapter 121 Posthumous Affairs

Wan Lei grabbed Wan Xiaotian's body and flew back to Nanfu City.

Outside Nanfu City, the fighting was still fierce, but on the Jindan (Core Formation) battlefield, only three people remained from the Second Master's lineage.

These three were Liu Dehuai, Wan Hongchen who was of the same generation as Wan Hongxin, and a retainer from his family.

Of the ten Jindan experts, Wan Lei killed six of them alone, and Wan Honglin's head was picked up by Wan Hongxin.

When people saw Wan Xiaotian's body in Wan Lei's hands, they all stopped fighting simultaneously.

Wan Hongchen knelt on the ground, crying out in despair.

His father was dead, the leader of their lineage was dead, and there was absolutely… no hope left.

The soldiers brought by the Second Master began to throw their magical weapons and equipment on the ground, starting with one person.

Soon, a cacophony of clattering sounds arose as the Second Master's forces, who had initially held an absolute advantage, all surrendered.

The people of the City Lord's lineage also stood frozen on the spot, at a loss for what to do.

The battle that had been disadvantageous to them had ended just like that?

They had… won?

Sui Xiaohang, a master of controlling the atmosphere, was anxious when he saw everyone around him acting like fools. This was the time for cheers and applause!

And so,

"Lei-shao (Young Master Lei) is awesome!"

As Sui Xiaohang's hoarse shout echoed, the people of the City Lord's lineage came back to their senses and cheered one after another.

Wan Zhentian looked at Wan Xiaotian's corpse and sighed.

His own younger brother, the man he had fought with for nearly a century, had finally come to an end.

Wan Hongxin flew towards Wan Lei, a gratified smile on his face.

Wan Lei was still immersed in Wan Xiaotian's last words before his death. Although he had won, his mood was not high.

Seeing Wan Hongxin flying over, Wan Lei shoved Wan Xiaotian's body into Wan Hongxin's arms,

and said,

"Give him a proper burial."

The little yellow dog in the hammer raised his head in shock upon hearing these words, looking at Wan Lei through the hammer.

Damn, this guy… is really good at acting. After killing the enemy, he still shows respect for them.

The simple words "proper burial" showed his indifference after defeating the enemy, expressed his respect for the enemy, and demonstrated his magnanimity.

My god, how could someone cultivate the art of acting to such an unfathomable level?

Good kid, I'm optimistic about you. In the future, I'll take you to show off in front of those six bastards!

Wan Lei didn't know that the little yellow dog was feeling emotional because of the two words he had spoken, nor did he think he was acting.

Right now, he felt very relaxed.

Before, he thought that the three biggest threats to him were:

First, the Second Master's rebellion. The Second Master's family was powerful, with many experts. He had been cultivating desperately because he didn't want to lose to the Second Master's lineage, because the price of losing was too terrible – his whole family would have to die.

Second, his endless Heavenly Punishment. The Heavenly Punishment was the first thing he faced when he came to this world, and it had been haunting and oppressing him like a nightmare.

Although he had been relying on the Heavenly Punishment to improve his cultivation, he also knew that the last wave of Heavenly Punishment was a fight to the death. Once he died, all the previous absorption and rapid improvement would be in vain.

Now, two of the three things had been resolved, and even the last one, the threat of the Scourge, was nothing to be afraid of.

He could see that the Scourge didn't send experts who could crush their targets, but rather assassins with similar cultivation levels. Perhaps this was to train their disciples.

However, Wan Lei wasn't afraid.

You want to train your disciples, and I want to train myself.

Wan Lei smiled, adjusted his mind, and flew towards his own Jindan cultivators.

"Oh my, little friend, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your cultivation has improved so rapidly. Congratulations, congratulations."

Tian Suanzi greeted Wan Lei with a smile.

"Yes, the only regret is that I couldn't attend your funeral feast, otherwise it would have been perfect."

Wan Lei laughed and punched Tian Suanzi.

It was just a joke.

Tian Suanzi had really impressed him this time.

Wan Lei himself didn't expect that Tian Suanzi, who was always greedy for money and afraid of death, would resolutely join his side to help without asking for anything in return.

Although he hadn't killed anyone, he had played a big role. If he hadn't held back a Jindan cultivator, Wan Hongxin, who was besieged by seven Jindan cultivators, might not have been able to hold on until he returned.

"To be ashamed, I've been waiting for you for several days, just for the braised pork knuckle and roast duck at your funeral feast. It's a pity you didn't die, and I lost my delicacies again."

Tian Suanzi didn't want to take a loss.

Wan Zhentian said with a smile, "Lei-er (Lei), this Daoist friend Tian Suanzi has helped us a lot.

Your grandfather and I are quite busy now, with too many things to deal with. You must treat Daoist friend Tian Suanzi well and don't neglect him.

Oh, right, your father promised Daoist friend Tian Suanzi that he could choose any treasure from the Wan Clan's Nanfu treasury. Go and help Daoist friend Tian Suanzi choose treasures on behalf of your grandfather."

At this time, he had too many things to deal with. The disposal of those families who followed the rebellion was a headache.

The most important thing was the disposal of the remaining members of the Second Master's lineage.

"Okay, leave it to me. But grandfather, I promised the Second Master that I wouldn't exterminate his lineage. Since these people have surrendered, let's spare them the death penalty. After all, they are all members of the Wan Clan."

Wan Lei nodded.

Wan Zhentian was stunned. He thought Wan Lei wanted to kill them all, but he didn't expect this.

It seems that the Second Brother talked to Lei-er before he died, and was able to make Lei-er let go of his hatred.

"I can't decide how to deal with the Wan Clan members who rebelled. I still need to see what the clan leader says, but if I intercede, they probably won't be killed, but imprisonment is certain."

Wan Lei nodded. Indeed, not killing them for the serious crime of rebellion was already a great favor. If there were no punishment, wouldn't everyone be able to rebel at will?

This was still considering that the ringleader had already been killed.

At this time, a mighty fleet of warboats flew from the northern horizon.

The main mansion's reinforcements had arrived late.

Unfortunately, the battle was over.

The old clan leader flew over with a group of elders. Seeing the corpses on the ground and the tens of thousands of people kneeling, he understood that the rebellion had been suppressed.

Wan Zhentian told the old clan leader the detailed process of the battle. The more the old clan leader listened, the brighter his eyes became, and the more surprised he looked at Wan Lei.

"Good, good, Lei-er was just breaking through to Jindan and he can kill so many Jindan experts. Even Wan Xiaotian, who was in the upper level of Jindan, was no match for him. My Wan Clan, there is hope for the future."

The old clan leader laughed loudly.