Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Kong Dingnan! You...you patricide and traitorous beast!"

Upon seeing that Kong Dingnan was one of the accomplices in the massacre of the Kong family, Kong Yan's pretty face turned deathly pale. Then, her eyes blazed with boundless rage. "Even if you betray your kin and live a life of shame today, you will never have a good end...!"

"Shut up!"

Faced with Kong Yan's angry rebuke, Kong Dingnan frowned and then angrily interrupted her, "How could a mere weaned girl like you possibly understand the hardships I endured in the past...!"

"Hmph, if it weren't for the Confucian blood flowing through your veins, how could you enjoy the treatment of the eldest daughter of the Confucian family? To put it bluntly, you have no right to lecture me on these grand principles!"

Kong Dingnan spoke coldly, his fists clenching tightly again, as if he were recalling a painful memory.

As the second young master of the Kong family, and one of the most valued sons of Kong Youde, the former head of the Kong family, he not only practiced martial arts diligently every day and was quite skilled, but he was also impeccable in managing family affairs. He was also very obedient to his father, Kong Youde.

However, despite all his efforts, Kong Dingnan was ultimately unable to inherit the position of family head.

This is because he is not a true descendant of the Confucius family, but an abandoned baby that Kong Youde picked up from outside twenty years ago.

Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts!

Even though Kong Dingnan has devoted more than 20 years to this cause, he still cannot change this cruel reality!

"Kong Dingnan, could it be that you really were the child Father picked up from the outside world back then...!"

Upon hearing this, Kong Yi also frowned, as if he had recalled something.

"If you ask me, it's time to end this reminiscing..."

Before Kong Yi could finish speaking, Jiang Qingtian stepped forward, his killing intent suddenly surging forth. He seemed to be getting impatient with Kong Yi's bickering and wanted to end the fight as soon as possible.

"Chief镖师 Zhao, when it comes to dealing with these remnants of the Kong family, will you do it yourself, or will you send Jiang to handle it?"

Turning his head again to look at Zhao Yihu beside him, Jiang Qingtian made no attempt to conceal his murderous aura, while speaking calmly and composedly.

After all, the Kong family warriors in front of them were a rabble. Even the strongest among them, Kong Yi, was only at the third level of the Meridian Opening Realm, and was no match for them at all!

"Jiang Qingtian, in my opinion, instead of both of us taking action right now, why don't we try a different approach..."

Faced with Jiang Qingtian's suggestion, Zhao Yihu shook his head, a rare occurrence. The next moment, he slowly withdrew his Yuan Power, as if he had come up with some new idea.

"How about another method?"

Jiang Qingtian was taken aback for a moment, but then Zhao Yihu waved his hand again, "You lot, bring him up here!"

"Yes, Master!"

Upon hearing the order, several young bodyguards beside him also leaped into the dense forest, and then suddenly dragged out a long, bulging sack. It looked quite heavy, and it would take several people to lift it.

*Sizzle...!*

The long sack was gently placed on the ground, and the next moment a young bodyguard drew a short knife from his waist and chopped off the tightly sealed opening of the sack.

Bang!

A muffled thud was heard, and a grayish-brown arm emerged from the sack. The five fingers were trembling slightly, and a chillingly thick aura emanated from it. Clearly, it contained no other object but a living person!

"This, this is...!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Qingtian's expression changed slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

Although he didn't know what Zhao Yihu was up to, the living person stuffed into the sack was no ordinary person, because the intensity of the murderous aura and the strength of the aura emanating from the other party were comparable to a master of the first level of the Spirit Soul Realm!

"Ugh...!"

Just as Jiang Qingtian was astonished, a piercing wailing suddenly came from inside the sack. The next moment, the entire sack suddenly turned into pieces on the ground, revealing a pale, bloodless, and indifferent face with empty eyes.

The other party was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, which was now not only tattered, but also covered with wounds on his limbs, with bloodstains still wet. He was clearly one of the many Kong family guards who had died in battle.

"That person is...Xiao Zhang?"

"Little Zhang has come back to life...!"

Seeing the rather young Kong family guard tear off the burlap sack binding him, Kong Yi's expression also changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief, as if he also recognized the former's origin.

After all, as the former young master of the Kong family, he was very familiar with his followers and guards. The Kong family guard who was kidnapped by Zhao Yihu not far away was one of the followers who fought to the death to protect Kong Yi.

However, Zhao Yihu used some kind of magical means to revive the Kong family guard who had been dead for a long time. At the same time, the latter's strength and cultivation level also increased several times, comparable to a master of the first level of the Spirit Soul Realm!

"roar!"

Just as Kong Yi was stunned in shock, the resurrected Kong family guard suddenly let out a fierce roar, and the next moment he turned around and pounced on Zhao Yihu, as if the latter was his mortal enemy.

"Um?"

An unexpected change occurred, and Zhao Yihu frowned slightly. He immediately raised his hand and unleashed another palm strike.

Boom! Bang!

A surge of Yuan energy erupted and then condensed into a massive, rock-like Yuan energy sphere, instantly blasting the berserk Kong family guard back until he finally collapsed to the ground, leaving behind a bottomless, human-shaped crater.

"Hmph, it seems the effects of the Fate-Defying Elixir are still unstable, daring to attack its own master...!"

Despite severely injuring the Kong family guard with a single palm strike, Zhao Yihu remained unfazed. "It seems that this small amount of medicine is far from enough to create a more powerful 'Heartless Medicine Slave'..."

"You guys, go!"

Zhao Yihu waved his hand again.

"Yes, Master!"

Seeing this, the young bodyguards nearby understood immediately. They quickly stepped forward, pinned the unstable Kong family guard to the spot, and pulled out a strange, dark-colored pill from their pockets, forcibly stuffing it into his mouth.

"Well...!"

After being severely injured by Zhao Yihu's palm strike, the Kong family guard was powerless to resist. He could only stare wide-eyed as he swallowed the black pill, letting out low hisses.

"Brother, I have a feeling that Zhao Yihu and his gang are not simple people, and they might have ill intentions. We need to be careful..."

Seeing this, Qin Ming, who had been silent for a long time, stepped forward and bowed to Jiang Qingtian in front of him, his tone revealing a hint of apprehension.

After all, Zhao Yihu's methods were far too bizarre. Not only could he bring the dead back to life, but he could also greatly increase their strength, which far exceeded their imagination.

According to their old intelligence from Qingtian Village, the Jiangnan Escort Agency where Zhao Yihu and others worked was at most a seventh-rank power. Even in the entire capital of Dongyun, it was far inferior to the Yun family and the current royal family. It was impossible for them to possess such heaven-defying methods!

"Tell my men that if anything goes wrong, they're ready to retreat and run away!"

Faced with Qin Ming's reminder, Jiang Qingtian also frowned, his face no longer showing his previous composure.

Because what the other party said was true. Zhao Yihu's strength and methods had far exceeded their understanding. Their Qingtian Village was just a bandit stronghold entrenched in the Yellow Wind Desert. They had never witnessed such methods of resurrecting the dead.

...

Not far from the cliff, on a treetop in the dense forest

"Huh, are these guys bandits from Qingtian Village?"

Lu Feng concealed his aura and was now intently staring at the cliff in the distance, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "It's not just the bandits of Qingtian Village, but also the remnants of the Wusheng Demonic Sect secretly causing trouble behind the scenes..."

"No wonder the Kong family was almost powerless to resist in the past, and the entire family was slaughtered overnight..."

His gaze swept across the room again, and when he saw the group of bodyguards beside Zhao Yihu with red headscarves and wooden badges at their waists, Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, a fierce glint appearing in them. "What a bunch of demonic cultists! You're unlucky to have fallen into my hands today!"