After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 184 Yuan Family
In the darkness, Murong Xiaoya's face was as white as snow, her eyes like cold pools, and her originally black hair had turned crimson. As her hair brushed against her cheek, a murderous intent rose in the wind like a raging storm.

Upon seeing this, the old man in the brocade robe showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, but his hands did not stop. Instead, he channeled more martial arts true energy to bind Murong Xiaoya's body, intending to eliminate this escaped member of the Murong family with a single palm strike.

At the same time, Murong Xiaoya remained expressionless, completely ignoring the old man in the brocade robe's attack.

A vortex of molten gold shone in her eyes, and wind and fire swirled around her. The old man in the brocade robe struck down with his palm, slamming the ruins beneath her several feet into the ground, revealing a huge palm print crater.

But the palm print went straight down her entire body without harming her in the slightest.

At this moment, Murong Xiaoya stood in mid-air, her gaze calmly fixed on the old man in brocade robes and the others, and spoke in a completely flat voice:

"Tonight, I will make you all pay with your lives for the Murong family."

After saying that, she raised her right hand in a gesture of grasping, and in an instant, everyone, including the old man in the brocade robe, felt their hearts tighten.

The next moment, everyone's faces suddenly showed a look of fear.

Crack, bang!

At the same time, everyone's heart shattered instantly, turning into puffs of blood mist that floated out of their empty chests.

In the darkness of night, the fear that had just surfaced on everyone's faces, including the old man in the brocade robe, froze, and the life force within them rapidly dissipated.

The old man in the brocade robe stared in disbelief at Murong Xiaoya in mid-air. He couldn't understand how this remnant of the Murong family, whom he could have easily killed with a single slap, could take his life in an instant, leaving him completely powerless to fight back.

At this moment, Murong Xiaoya stepped out into the air and arrived in front of the old man in brocade robes and the others in an instant.

She completely ignored the crowd in front of her. Visibly, the wisps of blood mist floating in the air transformed into strands of essence blood, which quickly flowed into her heart.

Murong Xiaoya's own aura grew stronger as she absorbed the essence and blood.

Then, with a casual wave of her hand, a streak of crimson-gold flame flashed past her.

The bodies of the old man in the brocade robe and the others were burned to ashes in an instant, falling from the sky without leaving any trace.

After doing all this, Murong Xiaoya turned her head and looked towards the outside of the Murong Mansion. At this time, Li Musheng and others had already left in a carriage and headed to the Tianjin Guard branch.

Li Musheng, inside the carriage, seemed to sense something, but he simply leaned against the soft pillows in the carriage and sighed softly.

At this moment, Murong Xiaoya withdrew her gaze and stood in mid-air under the night sky, her wide robes fluttering in the night wind.

Her figure was as light as a willow, her appearance delicate and charming. Her eyes slowly swept around the entire city, but they were filled with endless killing intent.

However, overnight, she is no longer the socially awkward girl who would blush even when she spoke.

She has a wound in her heart that will never heal, and her heart is filled with an overwhelming hatred that cannot be extinguished.

At this moment, Murong Xiaoya exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay, her eyes filled with nothing but killing intent. She vowed to slaughter the four major families and Han Chuiyuan!
The next moment, she transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the sky above the Murong residence in an instant.

The Yuan family mansion, one of the four major families in Shengzhou.

After the destruction of the Murong family, the Yuan family also suffered heavy losses, with many family members and injured martial arts masters. At this moment, almost all the doctors and physicians of the Yuan family's own clinic have gathered in the mansion to treat the wounded members of the family.

Meanwhile, the head of the Yuan family, along with the clan elders and some of the direct descendants, discussed the aftermath and decided how to divide the Murong family's assets with the other three major families in the family council hall.

"With Baili Changfeng dead, the Yuan family should rightfully take the lead among the four great families. We should receive at least 30% of the Murong family's assets this time."

An elder with a severed arm and wrapped in blood-stained bandages spoke in a deep voice.

Even after the fierce battle, the killing intent emanating from him had not subsided. His words were filled with murderous intent, as if he intended to rise up and annihilate the other families if the three major families did not agree.

The head of the Yuan family slowly shook his head and said:
“Besides the Baili family, I guess the Zhu and Cen families have the same idea as my uncle. But we are already severely weakened, and we can’t afford to kill each other anymore, otherwise other Jianghu forces will take advantage of our weakness.”

Upon hearing this, the Yuan family patriarch, who had been sitting at the head of the table, absorbing the true energy of heaven and earth to recover himself like a whale drinking water, slowly opened his eyes and spoke:

"As the number one martial arts family in Shengzhou, the Murong family is such a behemoth that even if the four major families divide the inheritance equally, it would still be more than what we have accumulated over the past decades. There is no need to cause discord over this."

"Moreover, what the patriarch said makes sense. There is still a Luoshen Peak in the entire Jianghu of Shengzhou that is out of reach. Although we have paid our annual salary every year and have always lived in peace, now that the strength of our four major families has been greatly reduced, it is hard to guarantee that the other party has no intention of coveting the city of Shengzhou."

Upon hearing this, the members of the Yuan family fell silent. This was not only due to the words of the Yuan family patriarch, but also because they were not fools and naturally knew how to choose in the current situation.

The Yuan family is now in no condition to withstand further turmoil; it is time to recuperate and rebuild its strength.

"Ancestor, is the injury serious?"

At this moment, the head of the Yuan family looked at the patriarch of the Yuan family and asked him with concern.

Upon hearing this, the other party waved his hand and said:
"The secret technique that Murong Hong used at the end was indeed powerful, but it was ultimately not his own strength. We only suffered minor injuries and easily killed him."

"Actually, before I set off, I was most worried about those two old guys from the Murong family, but I didn't expect that those two old guys would be gone without me knowing."

As he spoke, the Yuan family patriarch sneered and said:
"If we had known this would happen, we should have taken down the Murong family much sooner. We let them put on a show and hold out for so long for nothing."

The head of the Yuan family nodded in agreement and said:
"To be honest, we have to thank Baili Changfeng for this. If he hadn't insisted on dragging us into the siege of the Murong family, we don't know when we would have found out the true nature of the Murong family."

Upon hearing this, the Yuan family patriarch's eyes flickered, and he said:
"Speaking of which, that expert who killed Baili Changfeng with a single finger seems to have some connection with the Murong family..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the head of the Yuan family waved his hand and said:
"Don't worry, Ancestor. According to Han Chuiyuan, that group of people are from the Dali Dynasty and will most likely not interfere in the conflicts of the martial world. Moreover, even if they want to avenge the Murong family, they will have to consider the consequences of going against our four great families."

The Yuan family patriarch nodded slightly, but did not say anything more.

(End of this chapter)