Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

You're barking like a dog...

Above the skies of Zhaoyang East City, Hou Yuxiao's words hung in the air!

Cheng Yue's face turned the color of liver, and his shoulders even began to tremble slightly. Despite having fought Tian Linong for a quarter of an hour earlier and feeling fear in his heart, he had managed to keep his emotions stable throughout.

He had been mentally prepared for his visit to Zhaoyang City; news of the disturbances in Tianling County of Xuzhou had already reached the county, otherwise they would not have suddenly sent him to Zhaoyang.

Cheng Yue had been taken in by Ding Dian when he was young. As the youngest and most talented disciple, not only did his two older senior brothers take great care of him, but his master, Ding Dian, also kept him by his side for a long time, introducing him to the Holy Church early on to become an official disciple.

At barely thirty, he already possessed the cultivation of Qi Gathering Second Realm, Collecting Evil Phase. As a disciple of Ding Dian, the Tongling County Administrator, his status was extremely distinguished. In the entire county with over five million people, there were few whose status surpassed his.

To him, coming to Zhaoyang County was seen as an opportunity by his master to let him show off in front of the Holy Maiden and prepare him for a future position in the upper echelons of the Holy Church.

Hou Yuxiao, what was he in comparison? Cheng Yue had never bothered to give him a second glance from the start.

Yet this ant, who was so insignificant that he didn't even warrant a proper look, had just humiliated him in front of all the martial artists of Zhaoyang!

"I'll slaughter you... I'll slaughter you..."

Cheng Yue, who was accustomed to luxury and privilege, could no longer contain himself at that moment. His Gang Qi surged forth as his body rocketed forward like a cannonball, turning his palm into a sword aimed straight at Hou Yuxiao's head.

As Cheng Yue struck out in rage, he desperately wanted to see a look of terror on Hou Yuxiao's face, but... he never saw it.

Instead, Hou Yuxiao even gave him a faint sneer.

Stung once more, Cheng Yue's anger rose yet again. He forgot about the crisis in Zhaoyang City, disregarding his injuries as a fierce Gang Qi burst forth, his fist reaching Hou Yuxiao's face in an instant.

However, just an inch away from Hou Yuxiao's brow, a voice entered Cheng Yue's mind, causing his face to stiffen and his hand to stop abruptly.

"Cheng Yue, cease your hand. The Holy Maiden orders you to cooperate with Hou Yuxiao to protect the people of Zhaoyang and drive out the members of the Mountain Sword Sect from the city."

Only then did Cheng Yue remember that Hou Yuxiao had said he was also working on behalf of the Holy Maiden. Jealousy suddenly flared in his pupils as he asked in a low voice, "Have you met the Holy Maiden?"

Considering that, Hou Yuxiao sneered once again, disregarded him completely, called Hou Yucheng and the others over, and leapt off the city wall.

"You mongrel... You mongrel..."

Seeing Hou Yuxiao's arrogance and thinking that he would actually have to cooperate with him in defending the city, Cheng Yue's expression turned from green to white, and his rage boiled over.

But no matter how tightly he clenched his fists, he knew clearly that with a command from the Holy Maiden, he could no longer lay a hand on him.

......

Although many things seemed to happen on the city wall, it all took place in but an instant. At this moment, everyone in Zhaoyang East City was still shocked by Hou Yuxiao's recent reprimand of Tian Linong for his absurd actions—not to mention Tian Linong himself!

Despite the fury on Tian Linong's face, giving the impression that he was infuriated by Hou Yuxiao's words, his pupils revealed a dense, sinister air.

Three months ago, when Hou Yuxiao met him and Elder Tong in Tianling County, his demeanor was nothing like it was now...

"Elder Tong, Sect Master Tian, I swear on my life, that once I bring Miss Tian back to Zhaoyang, I will ensure she is well taken care of. As soon as the County Lord is lured out of the city, I will immediately notify you, gather the sect members of Hou Mansion, open the East City Gate, and let the armies of righteousness enter to restore peace and order to the people of Zhaoyang!"

Hou Yuxiao's words were still etched into Tian Linong's memory, yet now, his loud rebuke in front of so many people proved that something had gone wrong with Zhaoyang's inside man!

That meant he must've made other arrangements for his daughter too...

Realizing this, Tian Linong's pupils deepened with malice, but his thoughts were crystal clear. Recalling what Hou Yuxiao had just said to Cheng Yue and connecting it to his current behavior, he quickly understood.

"He's found a new backer. The Holy Maiden, the Rakshasa Lady, is indeed in Zhaoyang!"

As Tian Linong silently uttered the name "Rakshasa Lady," a strong fear flickered through his pupils, and his face even showed hesitation.

But it was clear he thought of something, and the hesitation on his face vanished in an instant as he eyed the County Lord Mansion with greed in the depths of his pupils.

Then he looked at Hou Yuxiao with a façade of righteousness.

"Although my Mountain Sword Sect may not be a prestigious clan, it is still part of the martial world. I, Tian Linong, as a sect master, would not breach the alliance between the two states based on such groundless accusations. What are you to question me!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a cold gleam flashed in Tian Linong's eyes. He soared into the air, converging his Sword Qi into his Three-feet Edge, slashing through the night sky towards Hou Yuxiao.

Hou Yuxiao immediately showed fear and turned to run.

The terrifying Vigorous Qi of Dan Gang that had just given Cheng Yue a hard time was not something he, with his newly formed Gang Qi, could withstand. He didn't even qualify to contend with Tian Linong.

But why would Tian Linong give him a chance? The Sword Qi of the Three-feet Edge roared, and a streak of silver light slashed through the night faster than Hou Yuxiao's fleeing figure, reaching ahead of him in no time.