Zhang Shaozhong was still immersed in the sorrow of parting, having just returned from his hometown two days ago.
That evening, Master Xuanji summoned Ling Qingxue to the courtyard.
“Qingxue,” Xuanji Zhenren said, his back to her, his voice devoid of emotion, “The Boundary Stone is fully charged and will set off soon. Once back in the cultivation world, no matter what means you use, you must get Zhang Shaozhong to join the Taiqing Sect.”
Ling Qingxue's heart tightened: "Master, please don't be so fond of him..."
"This child possesses the energy of chaos, and his potential is limitless."
Master Xuanji turned around, his gaze sharp as lightning. “If he cannot be used by me, he will become a major threat. Since you have a soul contract with him, you should understand the implications.”
Ling Qingxue lowered her head, her fingers twisting together: "Disciple understands."
"Think about it carefully."
Master Xuanji turned and left.
Ling Qingxue stood there, her mind in turmoil.
She certainly knew the value of the chaotic energy, but it allowed her to use methods to control Zhang Shaozhong...
Just then, she didn't notice a sneaky figure quietly disappearing from the shadows.
The next morning, Zhang Shaozhong was still asleep when he was woken up by a series of urgent phone calls.
A neighbor's voice, choked with sobs, came from the other end of the phone: "Shaozhong! Come back quickly! Your parents... something's happened! Xiaoya's happened too!"
Zhang Shaozhong's mind went blank, and his phone fell to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Ling Qingxue was startled awake.
Zhang Shaozhong's face was deathly pale, his lips trembling: "My dad, my mom... something happened to them... Xiaoya's also in trouble..."
The three of them rushed back to their hometown overnight.
Zhang Shaozhong remained silent the entire way, his hands clenched tightly.
When they arrived at their doorstep, they found the place in complete disarray, with police and onlookers crowding around.
Zhang's parents and Xiaoya lay in a pool of blood, already lifeless.
"Ah—!" Zhang Shaozhong knelt on the ground, letting out a beast-like roar.
Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier quickly helped him up.
"It's a demonic cultivation technique."
Ling Qingxue's expression turned grave after examining the wound.
Ye Meier frowned as well: "What a sinister technique."
Just then, a neighbor came over: "Shaozhong! Last night I saw a red-eyed man in a black robe come out of your house!"
Zhang Shaozhong suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot: "Black robes...red eyes...Demon Lord!!"
He recalled the Demon Lord's usual bloodthirsty appearance and his tendency to attack and kill at the drop of a hat, and hatred instantly overwhelmed his reason.
"I'm going to kill him!!" Zhang Shaozhong rushed out like a madman.
Back in the courtyard, Zhang Shaozhong kicked open the Demon Lord's door.
"Old devil! Get out here!"
The Demon Lord, who was playing a game, looked up impatiently: "What's all the noise about?"
"You killed my parents! I'll make you pay with your life!" Zhang Shaozhong unleashed his chaotic energy, ready to attack.
The Demon Lord was taken aback: "Nonsense! I was in my room all day yesterday!"
"Still trying to deny it!" Zhang Shaozhong's eyes were bloodshot. "My parents and neighbors saw you leave my house with their own eyes!"
Night Enchantress rushed in, shouting, "Old devil! How could you do this!"
Ling Qingxue stood at the door, her face pale.
She recalled her master's words from last night and felt something was amiss, but seeing Zhang Shaozhong's heartbroken expression, she swallowed her words.
The Demon Lord flew into a rage: "I have always acted with integrity and uprightness! Why would I need to be sneaky when I want to kill someone!"
"The evidence is conclusive, yet you still dare to deny it!" Zhang Shaozhong unleashed his full power, transforming chaotic energy into a sharp blade that slashed towards the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord casually blocked the attack, his bloodshot eyes turning red with rage: "Boy! You've been deceived by a villain!"
"I saw the demonic energy on my parents with my own eyes! Who else could it be but you!" Zhang Shaozhong attacked recklessly, acting like a madman.
Xuanji Zhenren appeared in the courtyard at some unknown time and said calmly, "A demon's nature is hard to change; he should have been eliminated long ago."
These words only added fuel to the fire.
Zhang Shaozhong's every move was deadly, and the chaotic energy surged wildly.
The Demon Lord initially showed mercy, but later he too was angered by the beating.
"Since you insist on seeking death, I will grant your wish!"
Ling Qingxue: "This demonic energy... is indeed of the same origin as the Demon Lord."
The Demon Lord roared, "Bullshit! If I wanted to kill someone, why would I need to do it stealthily!"
But Zhang Shaozhong was no longer listening. He charged at the Demon Lord again and again, only to be blasted away each time.
"Why...why did you kill them..." Zhang Shaozhong coughed up blood, lay on the ground, and looked on in despair.
The Demon Lord looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in his blood-red eyes: "Boy, I've said it, I didn't do it."
Ye Meier helped Zhang Shaozhong up and asked the Demon Lord, "Master, did you do this?"
The Demon Lord sneered: "Why should I deny my actions!"
Master Xuanji then slowly walked over and sighed, "A demon is a demon; he can never change his bloodthirsty nature."
Zhang Shaozhong struggled to his feet, staring intently at the Demon Lord: "If I can't kill you today, I will avenge this grudge in the future!"
The Demon Lord was also enraged: "You ungrateful brat! I have tolerated you time and time again out of consideration for our master-disciple relationship. Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Ye Meier and Ling Qingxue stepped in front, shouting, "Old devil, if you're going to kill someone, kill me first!"
The Demon Lord looked at Ye Meier, who was protecting Zhang Shaozhong, and laughed angrily: "Fine! Fine! You've all rebelled!"
Master Xuanji secretly curled the corners of his mouth; this was exactly the result he wanted.
Zhang Shaozhong pushed Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier aside, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I'll avenge myself. I accept that I'm outmatched today. But one day..."
He gave the Demon Lord a cold look, then turned and staggered away.
Ye Meier wanted to chase after him, but Ling Qingxue stopped her, saying, "Let him have some peace and quiet."
The Demon Lord watched Zhang Shaozhong's retreating figure, a hint of doubt flashing in his blood-red eyes.
He didn't kill anyone, but what was that demonic energy all about?
Master Xuanji spoke up at the opportune moment: "Qingxue, it seems that you cannot keep this husband by your side. When you return to the cultivation world, you should come back to the Taiqing Sect with me."
Ling Qingxue looked in the direction Zhang Shaozhong had left, her eyes filled with pain and struggle.
Ye Meier glared at Xuanji Zhenren: "You fake high-minded person, stop pretending to be a good guy! Who knows if you're the one behind this!"
Master Xuanji's face darkened: "Insolence!"
The Demon Lord glanced thoughtfully at Xuanji Zhenren, a fierce glint flashing in his blood-red eyes.
At this moment, Zhang Shaozhong walked alone on the street, filled with grief and indignation.
The tragic scenes of her parents kept flashing before her eyes, while Lin Ya's smile seemed like it was just yesterday...
He hated the Demon Lord, but he hated his own powerlessness even more.
Even though the enemy is right in front of you, you don't even have the ability to take revenge.
"Ah!!!" He roared at the sky, his voice filled with despair and resentment.
The chaotic energy circulated wildly within his body, but became extremely violent due to the turmoil in his mind.
Blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he was completely unaware.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to become stronger and take revenge!
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