I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

"Hao'er! Quickly... quickly kill all these traitors! Avenge your dead uncles!"

Su Changhe struggled to crawl forward a few steps, shouting mournfully at his son in mid-air.

Su Hao, suspended in mid-air, coldly swept his gaze across the entire arena.

He saw the corpses of his kin scattered on the ground, his father who was critically injured and dying, and he could clearly see the two half-step Foundation Establishment cultivators and dozens of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators standing guard opposite him.

To outsiders, he appeared imposing and awe-inspiring, like a god.

But only Su Hao himself knew just how bad his condition was.

The Foundation Establishment Pill that the family bought from the black market for a hefty sum was extremely poisonous and had mixed medicinal properties.

Although he forcibly broke through the natural barrier, the foundation he condensed was not even of the lowest grade.

At this moment, the true essence in his dantian was unstable, and the meridians that had been forcibly widened were covered with fine cracks, causing a dull pain.

With such a damaged foundation, even flying on a sword requires extreme caution.

If the opponent were just a few ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivators, he could still kill them with the pressure of his realm.

But they were facing two half-step Foundation Establishment cultivators and dozens of desperate men in the late Qi Refining stage.

If he were to engage in a forced battle, his fragile Dao foundation would likely shatter on the spot, causing not only a complete drop in his cultivation level but also the risk of perishing there.

For the sake of this group of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people whose resources have been exhausted and can no longer be squeezed out of any value, he risked the path to immortality that he had just won.

A flash of extreme rationality and ruthlessness appeared in Su Hao's eyes.

The family exists to support this prodigy.

Now that he has drained the family of its resources, this empty shell should just be discarded.

He flashed and landed beside Su Changhe as if he had teleported.

"Hao'er..."

Su Changhe's eyes were filled with ecstasy and relief, and he was about to reach out and grab his son's clothes.

Just then, the black banner magic weapon that Zhao family patriarch had used as a probe in the sky crashed down with earth-shattering power.

Su Hao remained expressionless. Not only did he not unleash his magical weapon to fight back, but he also surprised everyone with his actions.

He grabbed his father's shoulder and threw him upwards, straight towards the sky full of black demons!

"Pfft!"

Su Changhe, who was already seriously injured, was caught off guard and was instantly torn to pieces by the black banner.

Taking advantage of the moment when his father blocked the attack with his own body, Su Hao skillfully tore off Su Changhe's storage bag.

"No--!"

The elders who were not quite dead yet saw this scene and their eyes widened in horror, their voices becoming shrill and distorted.

"I have already established my foundation. As long as I live, the Qingmu Su family will exist."

Su Hao didn't even glance at his father's fallen corpse. He endured the throbbing pain in his meridians and spoke in a tone as cold as ice.

"I can't leave with all of you burdens."

Before he finished speaking, he unhesitatingly activated the true essence he had just gathered, pushing the speed of his sword control to its limit.

Su Hao transformed into a streak of azure light, tearing through the rain curtain, and without a second thought, he fled towards the distant horizon, disappearing without a trace in just a few flashes.

The entire room fell silent.

Whether it was the surviving members of the Su family or the assassins from the Zhao and Lin families, they all stood frozen in place, their minds blank.

That prodigy, whom the entire clan had nurtured, actually used his own father as a human shield to steal the last core inheritance and escape alone?!

"Hahahaha... Karma! This is all retribution!"

An elder of the Su family coughed up a mouthful of blood. The complete collapse of the family's beliefs caused him to go into a state of demonic possession and die.

"We can't catch him! If a damaged Foundation Establishment cultivator is only focused on escaping, we can't stop him."

The Zhao family patriarch was the first to recover. He saw through Su Hao's weak aura just now, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. Then he gave a ruthless order.

"Kill all these remnants first, then raid the market's warehouse!"

The massacre escalated once again.

Having lost their last pillar of support, the Su family had lost all will to resist.

……

Meanwhile, deep within the secret chamber of the steward's residence on Fangshi South Street.

Su Yu stood quietly in front of the array's light screen, sensing the distant aura in the sky and the ensuing complete collapse of the market.

He showed no surprise whatsoever at Su Hao's escape.

In his previous life, he was the Prince of Zhennan, and he had witnessed the power struggles within the imperial court and the treacherous nature of human hearts.

He had seen clearly what kind of person Su Hao was years ago when Su Hao openly robbed collateral relatives of spirit stones in the Internal Affairs Hall.

A pseudo-prodigy who has been accustomed to exploiting his own kind since childhood and has no qualms about turning the flesh and blood of others into his own life-giving resources is inherently extremely selfish.

In Su Hao's eyes, the so-called family was never a foundation that needed to be protected with one's life, but merely a blood bag used to nourish his big tree.

The blood pack has now been drained, and has even become a burden that hinders his escape.

In the face of a life-or-death crisis, expecting such a person to risk their life for a group of worthless old, weak, sick, and disabled people is nothing but wishful thinking on the part of the elders of the main lineage.

It was precisely because Su Yu saw through this underlying logic early on that he dared to rely on it without restraint, while secretly stealing the family's resources.

Because he knew that as long as his vicious dog could still bite people and make money for his master, Su Hao would never investigate his underhanded actions.

Everyone just gets what they need.

"This play is now completely over."

Su Yu snapped out of her thoughts and turned to look at the luggage that had already been packed behind her.

His wife, Song Qingwan, and several concubines, though pale-faced from hearing the screams outside, were well-behaved and disciplined thanks to Su Yu's training.

At this moment, they all clutched their packages tightly without uttering a word, not daring to even breathe.

Behind Song Qingwan and her other wives and concubines, the seventeen-year-old eldest son, Su Cheng, stood quietly.

Although he lacked spiritual roots, over the past ten years, he had benefited from Su Yu's generous medicinal baths and the tutelage of a martial arts master from his previous life.

His vital energy and blood were so abundant that he was like a lurking ferocious beast.

Beside Su Cheng, his fifteen-year-old second son, Su Yuan, was deathly pale, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

Previously, his father had forcibly confined him to a secret room in the mansion for several months with an unquestionable and firm attitude.

At that time, Su Yuan still harbored considerable resentment.

Just now, I heard the earth-shattering screams of despair outside, and the Foundation Establishment stage pressure that fled from the sky without hesitation.

Su Yuan's heart, which had been brainwashed by the main lineage for ten years, was completely shattered at this moment!

The top brass of the main branch is all dead!

The young clan leader, who was regarded as the hope of the entire clan and held a high position, not only used his own father as a shield but also took everything away, abandoning the entire clan to the wolves!

If he hadn't listened to his father and insisted on going to school...

At this moment, he has absolutely become a cold corpse in the clan school, trampled upon by everyone!

"Father……"

Su Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure standing with his hands behind his back, his face still calm to an appalling degree. His voice was filled with deep fear and trembling.

"Were the clan leader and the others really all abandoned as pawns?"

"Surprised?"

Su Yu turned around and looked intently at his second son, who possessed a seventh-grade spiritual root and had once been complacent.

"I taught you this ten years ago: in the world of cultivation, those without talent are just waste material."

"And someone like you, who has some talent but depends on others, is a pawn that can be sacrificed at any time."

"The main branch used the lives of their entire clan to fill that Foundation Establishment Pill, while Su Hao used the lives of his entire clan to buy time for his escape."

"This is the true, brutal reality of the cultivation world—the law of the jungle!"

Su Yu's voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a knife, ruthlessly shattering the dreamy and noble filter that his children had of the cultivation world.

"Don't think you can escape this kind of infighting. Yuan'er, Cheng'er, you two must remember this bloody lesson tonight!"

Su Yu's gaze swept over his two grown sons, his tone exuding a suffocating authority.

"So-called loyalty exists only because the price of betrayal isn't high enough! A family, without absolute power to protect it, is nothing more than a sandcastle that can collapse at any moment!"

"Remember this: from this day forward, wherever you go, your lives will always be in your own hands!"

Su Yuan and Su Cheng exchanged a glance, both of them shuddering, and nodded heavily.

"Your son will remember your teachings, Father, until the day he dies!"

Su Yu withdrew his gaze and glanced at his three daughters and two young sons huddled together in the corner.

The eldest daughter is only eleven years old this year, and the youngest son is only three years old.

The deafening sounds of battle outside frightened several children, bringing tears to their eyes. However, their mothers covered their mouths tightly, preventing them from uttering a single cry.

"boom!"

Just then, a deafening magical roar came from above the mansion, and the array light screen concealing the underground chamber began to flicker violently, with dust falling in clumps.

Clearly, the Zhao and Lin families had slaughtered the main branch of the mountain behind the village.

The group of bloodthirsty cultivators had already begun to split up and loot the most prosperous Spirit Herb Pavilion in the market.

"My husband..."

Song Qingwan instinctively hugged her youngest son tightly, her eyes filled with fear.

Don't panic.

Su Yu's calm tone was like a stabilizing force, instantly calming the chaos in the secret room.

He looked up through the stone wall.

The building has collapsed, but the secret passage had already been dug.

But before he could slip into the secret passage and fly away, he needed to clear away the troubles above him that might discover the entrance to the tunnel at any moment.

"Cheng'er, Yuan'er, stay by your mother's side and guard this door."

Su Yu straightened his steward's robe, left a calm instruction, and turned to walk up the stone steps of the secret chamber.