The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 463 Cleaning up the portal
Lang Jiuchuan stared at the thick, blinding bloodline of cause and effect, feeling as if his eyes were about to burst.

Gong Tinglan bumped her hand, and the purple bone flute flew, generating a small hurricane of qi that interrupted the oppressive aura and the spell. She said to the Rong family head, "To demonstrate the Rong family's determination to clean house and never cover up any wrongdoing, I request that the Rong family head personally cripple Rong Huanxuan's cultivation and shatter her foundation, so as to prevent her from becoming a major threat and causing widespread suffering."

Lang Jiuchuan silently withdrew the spell, his eyes filled with mockery.

Zhi Shang then said, "Young Master Gong is right. Only in this way can we proclaim to the world that the Rong family's commitment to the righteous path is as firm as a rock, and that we will never associate with evil and heresy."

Kongxuzi flicked his whisk and said, "Patriarch Rong, no matter how solemn your oath is, even if it reaches the highest heavens, it is not as effective as using thunderous means to intimidate the clan members and serve as a warning to others."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"What you fellow practitioners say makes sense, and this is a great opportunity to clear our name."

"It's really not worth it for the family to be caught in a media storm because of such a wicked child."

"Wouldn't it be more convincing to personally clean up the sect in front of Hei Wuchang, the messenger of the underworld, and all the fellow Daoists?"

The crowd spoke one after another, each word like a poisoned dagger piercing Rong's heart, churning it violently, causing him to arch his back in pain, and inexplicably feel as if he were about to suffocate.

How hateful! How dare they pressure him like this!

Their aggressive tactics were tantamount to forcing him to pick up a butcher's knife and personally pierce Rong Huanxuan's soul with that sharp blade, to be the executioner in front of all the Daoists and the Netherworld Soul Reapers—to kill her, and to destroy her spirit.

No one was on his side. The Rong family had never fallen to such a state before. Even the lowest-ranking member of the Xuan clan had never been so helpless.

Lang! Jiu! Chuan!
The Rong family head spat out these three words through gritted teeth, her voice hoarse, like the extreme roar of a dying beast. If it weren't for her, no one here would have thought of this.

She trampled him, Rong Huanxuan, and the entire Rong family's face and dignity underfoot, crushing them into the mud.

Damn her!

The Rong family head stared intently at Lang Jiuchuan. He had never hated anyone so much before, wishing he could devour their flesh and drink their blood, grind their bones to dust, extract their soul and refine their spirit, so that they would never be reincarnated. One day, he would finally do it!
The surging hatred, resentment, and murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be aimed directly at Lang Jiuchuan without any concealment, causing Gong Tinglan to frown and his face to darken. He subconsciously looked at Lang Jiuchuan and saw that she was standing straight with no fear in her eyes. He couldn't help but sigh, "She's really tough."

The atmosphere was frozen, with only the two sides locked in a standoff, so heavy it was almost suffocating.

All eyes were focused on the Rong family head, even the Black Impermanence looked at him with great interest.

The drama of life is truly captivating!

Besides, that guy is definitely not someone to mess with!

The Rong family head's gaze swept over the pairs of eyes that were scrutinizing and expectant. He felt a pang in his heart, suddenly lowered his eyes, chuckled softly, and said in a hoarse voice, "If I were to refuse, it would truly be ungrateful of you all to be so concerned about the reputation of my Rong family."

His tone was filled with boundless killing intent.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at Rong Huanxuan. How could he not know about such a beautiful scene of father and daughter killing each other and upholding justice even at the cost of family ties?
Yes, Rong Huanxuan is actually the daughter of the Rong family head. The blood ties are tightly connected, and their children's palaces are clearly related. This Rong family is really interesting, and also disgusting!
Lang Jiuchuan winked at Hei Wuchang, waking her up. If she were to cast a spell, she might be discovered, but Hei Wuchang was different; if he moved, no one would suspect anything.

When Hei Wuchang received this look, a rare hint of helplessness flashed across his emotionless eyes. With a slight flick of his wrist, the funeral staff he was holding emitted an invisible force, striking towards Rong Huanxuan.

The Rong family head turned around and lifted Rong Huanxuan up. He channeled all his power and focused his mind into his palm, which condensed a pure and powerful purple-gold light that contained destructive force.

He looked at Rong Huanxuan's pale face, his eyes filled with a hint of pity and shock. This was his son, whom he had personally raised and guided into the Dao, and who had once been his proud heir. How could things have come to this?
The Rong family head's fingers trembled as he turned to look at the crowd, his gaze finally settling on Lang Jiuchuan's face. He said, "Today, I will grant your wish. Now, see clearly!"

The purple-gold light in his palm shone brightly and struck Rong Huanxuan's dantian. Suddenly, the person in his arms opened her eyes. Her eyes were full of confusion. After seeing the destructive purple-gold light, she understood and her eyes were filled with terror. She began to struggle violently.

No, you can't!
"For the sake of the Rong family's foundation, don't blame me!" The Rong family head's eyes were resolute. As soon as he finished speaking, his palm struck Rong Huanxuan's dantian, and the purple-gold light transformed into a fierce blade that twisted towards the location of her Dao Foundation.

Rong Huanxuan straightened her body, opened her eyes wide, and stared fiercely at the Rong family head with disbelief and resentment in her eyes.

Bang.

A dull, muffled sound, like glass shattering, emanated from her body.

"Ah!" Rong Huanxuan's body arched upwards suddenly, letting out a shrill scream. Her whole body trembled violently, twisting and roaring in pain, while being held tightly by the Rong family head.

Some people couldn't bear to watch and turned their heads away. When they saw Lang Jiuchuan, they felt a sense of apprehension.

Gong Tinglan's eyes were complicated. She glanced at her and saw that she was watching the execution with a calm and expressionless face. She pursed her lips and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

Such reckless coercion, even with his help and the support of others, is unacceptable to the Rong family head, who is known for his vindictiveness. From the moment she opened her mouth, she became an irreconcilable enemy, and it is likely that he will do anything to deal with her in the future.

With the Rong family head's intervention, Rong Huanxuan's body seemed to burst like a dam breaking. The spiritual energy around her began to surge outwards, indicating that her Dao foundation had completely collapsed and disintegrated, causing her spiritual energy to leak out. Furthermore, her meridians were broken inch by inch, and her entire body withered away at a visible speed, her life force rapidly fading away.

The Rong family head's knuckles turned white as he held her, veins bulged on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth so hard that blood seeped from the corner of his lips as he forcibly endured the pain.

Rong Huanxuan stopped trembling, rolled her eyes, and fainted again, her body turning ashen.

The Rong family head transferred a wisp of pure Dao energy to her soul, preserving her vital essence and life force. He then picked her up and looked at the crowd: "This wretched creature has been personally punished by me. I wonder if you are all satisfied?"

Lang Jiuchuan smiled: "As expected of the Rong family head, a descendant of the Myriad-Character True Monarch, you are indeed resolute and upright. I admire you!"

"Heh heh." The Rong family head made a few ambiguous sounds in his throat, his voice eerily calm, and said, "I will remember everything that happened today."

He held Rong Huanxuan, whose foundation had been completely shattered, and tore open the Yin Path, about to step inside.

"Wait!" Lang Jiuchuan's clear, cold voice suddenly rang out behind him.

(End of this chapter)