345 Uncle Can Tolerate, but Auntie Canno (1/2)

After the death of the Elder of the Jiang Clan, there was naturally no one else to go against Mo Wen. It was basically a one-sided massacre and nobody could escape from his clutches.

At the moment, Mo Wen possessed an unparalleled coldness. He was so emotionless that it scared people.

In fact, he was behaving somewhat like a demon. With just a wave of his hand, he'd covered the entire area with blood!

However, these people did not know that Mo Wen was not killing randomly or uncontrollably. Although his killings were cold and calculated, he seldom killed off people of an entire sect. This showed that he was in complete control of his assassin proclivities.

However, today, in order to be able to answer to Wang Yinru and to stand by his promise, he had completely morphed into the demon king. Twenty years ago, the Jiang Clan had massacred hundreds of people in the Wang Clan. They had wiped out every single one of them, so they should expect to have some retribution dealt upon them.

In the Dafang Sect, the blood-curdling screams did not cease. They continued for a whole hour, before gradually quieting down. The Dafang Sect had become a deserted place, with no signs of life. In fact, the entire area had become a ghost town, with corpses littered everywhere.

All of the people from the Jiang Clan, including the clan leader, Jiang Quangui, and all of the Elders with high cultivations, had been executed. Originally, there were not many people from the Jiang Clan in the Dafang Sect anyway. Out of all of the disciples of the Dafang Sect, they had only made up a small portion.

There were also disciples from the three other aristocratic families. However, most of these disciples were not people from any of the four aristocratic societies, but rather were those that had been recruited normally.

After all, the Dafang Sect was not a clan, so most of the disciples had been apprenticed to a master in the Dafang Sect. All in all, these people made up 60 percent of the total number of members.

However, the masters of the Dafang Sect were mostly from the four aristocratic families, such as the Jiang Clan. That was because, in comparison to the average disciple, the people from the four aristocratic families had advantages that the others would not be able to match. As a result, half of the resources of the sect were dedicated to the people hailing from the four aristocratic families.

As for the normal disciples, they would only be developed if they had exceptional talent. If they did not have this talent or the benefit of abundant resources, it would be very difficult for them to obtain any achievements at all.

Hence, even after eliminating the Jiang Clan, the Dafang Sect was still present. Although a large number of their masters had died, which was a huge blow to the sect, their foundations were still intact.

On the stone pillar, Wang Yinru struggled to sit up. As she looked at the sad state of the Jiang Clan, their corpses strewn everywhere, she fell silent.

She had finally exacted her revenge. However, at the moment, she did not feel happy at all. Instead, a desolate feeling welled up within her.

So, what if I have exacted my revenge? My clan can't return to life after dying. In the end, this has only resulted in two whole families disappearing from history completely...

If the disastrous event had not happened 20 years ago, perhaps the Wang Clan would be still as prosperous as ever. She would still have her family by her side and would have lived a happy life. Then, the Jiang Clan would not have had to experience the tragedy today and would still be one of the five major families of the Dafang Sect.

After all, a long time ago, the five aristocratic families had actually coexisted in harmony. For generations, they had lived together like a big family. Normally, they would even address the seniors of the other families as aunties and uncles.

Wang Yinru sighed. In the end, the dust returned to dust. Nothing would leave a trace in the world. Meanwhile, she herself was also approaching the end of her life.

”You won't die. I will save you.” A figure gradually appeared at the top of the stone pillar and spoke to her.

It was Mo Wen, his entire body covered in blood! However, it was not his blood, but that of the enemy. Judging from the vast amount of it, it was very clear just how many people he had killed.

”Thank you.” Wang Yinru looked deeply into Mo Wen's eyes.

She was very touched by his words, as it had been a very long time since someone had cared for her like that. Ever since the Wang Clan had been massacred, she had been drifting around all by herself.

All of her days had been spent planning her revenge. She had no family members by her side, so she only focused on her training. As such, Mo Wen was really the only person who had genuinely cared for her after the massacre of the Wang Clan.

Initially, she had thought that Mo Wen had already left and would never come back. After all, the Jiang Clan had such a frightening master that, after he heard the news, he would not have been so silly as to come back and risk death.

Moreover, he had disappeared for over 10 days, so everybody had assumed that he had already escaped. Now that he had appeared in the Dafang Sect and killed off the whole Jiang Clan with his own hands, it was truly a shock!

Even she had not expected for Mo Wen to be so powerful. He had completely exceeded her expectations!

”You want to commit suicide?” Mo Wen knit his eyebrows slightly.

It was as though he could read Wang Yinru's mind. Her gaze darkened and she looked despairing.