Longevity Reward Redemption: The Immortal Clan Starts with Farmers

146: Zhao Song seeks revenge, but Lan Jiuying falls into his trap.The moment Chen Chuanwu took hold of the magical spear, it signified Lan Feizhan’s total defeat.

Having been skilled with the spear since childhood, Chen Chuanwu needed only a few exchanges to pierce through both of Lan Feizhan’s thighs, completely crippling him!

Standing to the side, Zhao Song stared at Lan Feizhan with bloodshot eyes. He wished so desperately that he had been the one to pierce Lan Feizhan’s legs, but alas, he was only at the Blood Refining Realm!

Chen Changsheng sensitively perceived Zhao Song’s emotions. He walked to Zhao Song’s side, patted his shoulder, and then turned back to ask Chuanwen in a low voice:

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”Chuanwen, now that we have Lan Wu, do we still need to keep Lan Feizhan alive?”

Chen Chuanwen looked thoughtful. He glanced at Zhao Song and said softly:

”It’s not necessary. Whether we keep the son or the Grandson, it’s only to lure Lan Jiuying into the trap. One person is enough!”

Chen Changsheng nodded, then shouted to Chuanwu ahead:

”Eldest, stop for a moment. Leave this old dog’s life for Zhao Song to take!”

A look of astonishment first appeared on Zhao Song’s face, followed by his eyes turning completely red as he looked at Chen Changsheng. Chen Changsheng gave him a faint smile.

”Thank you, Adoptive Father, for letting me personally avenge this blood feud!”

Zhao Song fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed three times to Chen Changsheng. Then, holding a golden saber, he strode toward Lan Feizhan, whose legs were both broken.

”Old dog, when you slaughtered my Zhao Family Village in years past, did you ever imagine this day?”

Zhao Song spoke through gritted teeth, sounding like an injured beast.

”Haha, if I slaughtered them, then I slaughtered them! My father is an Elder of the Gu God Cult, a great Cultivator at the Late Qi Refining Stage. Do you dare kill me?”

”Hmph! Which of you dares kill me? If you kill me, my father will surely slaughter nine generations of your families!”

Lan Feizhan remained incredibly arrogant because, from childhood to adulthood, his father had always been his backer. As long as he revealed his identity, everyone had to give his father some face!

But today, he was wrong!

He was facing Zhao Song, whose entire family had been wiped out. For all these years, the night Zhao Family Village was slaughtered had haunted Zhao Song’s mind like a nightmare.

Now that he had this chance to personally take revenge, how could Zhao Song be intimidated? How could he possibly give it up!

”Forget whether your father is some bullshit Elder of the Gu God Cult, even if the King of Heaven himself came, I would still kill you!!!”

Zhao Song let out a low growl like a wounded wolf. Then, his golden saber unsheathed, swiftly slashing across Lan Feizhan’s neck. Blood splattered, and the head fell!

”Father, Mother, Grandpa, Grandma, Song’er has avenged you today!!!”

Zhao Song knelt on the ground, holding Lan Feizhan’s head, wailing incessantly as if to pour out all the gloom that had accumulated in his heart over the years.

Looking at Zhao Song’s state, Chen Changsheng sighed. He turned to Steamed Bun and said:

”Follow Zhao Song and let him take Lan Feizhan’s head to his family’s graves to offer as a sacrifice!”

Steamed Bun nodded, came to Zhao Song’s side, and dragged him away from the ancestral hall.

”Chuanwen, now only the final step remains—that old fellow Lan Jiuying. Are you certain of success?”

Chen Changsheng asked Chen Chuanwen beside him. Chen Chuanwen nodded and then said:

”With the grudge of his son’s death and his Grandson still in our hands, given Lan Jiuying’s character, he won’t fail to act. We deliberately let the Gu God Cult lackeys go back to report the news; I believe it won’t be long before he arrives!”

Chen Changsheng took a breath. A great Cultivator at the Late Qi Refining Stage would surely have startling combat power. He hoped the Chen family wouldn’t overplay their hand this time!

An hour later, Chen Changsheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the ancestral hall, opened his eyes and stood up. Subsequently, the members of the Chen family all stood behind him.

”Lan Jiuying is here. What a strong Aura!”

Chen Changsheng said in a low voice. At this moment, they all felt a majestic pressure enveloping them.

”Who killed my son?”

The voice arrived before the person. It sounded aged, yet it was like a war drum beating against the hearts of the Chen family members, causing their blood to flow backward and leaving them slumped on the ground for a moment.

A withered old man in a green robe, leaning on a cane, slowly walked into the ancestral hall. As he entered, Chen Changsheng and the others felt as if they were carrying a great mountain on their backs; not only were they unable to move, but even their breathing became labored.

”Grandpa, I’m here! Quick, save me!”

Seeing the withered old man’s appearance, Lan Wu immediately became excited. Tied to a pillar in the ancestral hall, he began to struggle desperately.

”Don’t panic, Grandson. I’ll get you out right now!”

The withered old man stood outside the ancestral hall and spoke to Lan Wu. Then, his small eyes scanned the surroundings, and he suddenly said:

”Which fellow Daoist is hiding here? Why not come out and meet?”

As soon as Lan Jiuying finished speaking, a dilapidated house next to the ancestral hall suddenly exploded. A tall and burly man walked out, laughing loudly as he said:

”Lan Jiuying, your spiritual sense is as sharp as ever. Do you still remember me?”

Seeing the other’s figure, Lan Jiuying’s face couldn’t help but sink. Squinting his eyes, he said in a low voice:

”Shi Wuxiu, you really are persistent. I didn’t expect to meet you again after a hundred years!”

Shi Wuxiu laughed heartily, his eyes filled with satisfaction. He slowly took off his robe, revealing a robust body covered in scars, and said with a smile:

”Indeed, a hundred years have passed. I didn’t expect to have a chance to fulfill my long-cherished wish. Lan Jiuying, let’s see if you can escape from my hands this time!”

Lan Jiuying gave a cold snort, his body quietly retreating as he said in a raspy voice:

”You simple-minded fool, did you think I would risk my life against you?”

As Lan Jiuying spoke, his figure retreated explosively. It looked as though he didn’t even want his Grandson anymore and only wanted to flee the scene.

Shi Wuxiu only laughed loudly and did not give chase. Just as Lan Jiuying was about to escape the ancestral hall, a small green snake suddenly shot toward him from the entrance.

”Nine-Step Poison Snake!”

Seeing this small snake, Lan Jiuying’s expression changed drastically. He stopped abruptly, then circulated his magic power to form a barrier in front of him, flicking the small green snake away.

”Lan Jiuying, why did you betray the Clan Chief? He was so good to you, even entrusting the clan’s Sacred Artifact to you!”

A withered old man dressed in black walked out from the entrance of the ancestral hall. His pace was not fast, but when Lan Jiuying saw him, it was as if he had seen his nemesis. His entire face changed color, and he kept stepping back.

”Big Brother Lan Feng, you... how did you know I was here?”

Lan Jiuying’s voice trembled slightly. He looked at the old man in black with a face full of shock and fear, even breaking into a cold sweat.

”Don’t call me Big Brother, you’re not worthy. Answer my question!”

The black-clad Lan Feng walked toward Lan Jiuying step by step. On the ground where he walked, every step left a pitch-black footprint.

”Big Brother Lan Feng, I had my reasons, I was forced into it! I didn’t want to betray the Clan Chief, I really didn’t...!”

Lan Jiuying roared in a raspy voice. Lan Feng raised an eyebrow and stopped his pace, looking coldly at Lan Jiuying.

”I will give you time. Explain the reasons clearly!”