The azure-robed Daoist had an ethereal and immortal aura.
Though he stood nearby, his voice seemed to come from a thousand miles away.
A cultivator.
Everyone knew he was the one here to distribute the Vein Opening Pills.
At this moment, the portly elder in front of Shen Ma respectfully stepped forward, smiling as he bowed.
The azure-robed Daoist frowned slightly, "At your age, are you also Zhu Fulu's son?"
The elder hastily waved his hand, "No, no, no, I am the County Magistrate of Mountain Chicken County, Qin Ruyu. My father is Qin Xiaofeng."
Upon hearing the County Magistrate Qin Ruyu introduce himself, the azure-robed Daoist became less impatient.
Anyone who dared to mention their father's name in front of him must have a cultivator for a father.
Since he was the offspring of a cultivator, it was worth having a conversation.
"Qin Xiaofeng? What's his cultivation level?"
"Seventh Layer of the Rebirth Stage."
Rebirth Stage.
This was Xiaosuo's first time learning about the cultivation levels of this world.
Upon hearing this, the azure-robed Daoist lost interest.
"Your father is probably nearing a hundred years old and only at the Seventh Layer. He'll die in the Rebirth Stage. With such a level, don't bother making a scene in front of me."
Qin Ruyu realized that the azure-robed Daoist didn't give his father any face, understanding that the identity of a cultivator was extraordinary and there was no chance of getting special treatment.
He said no more, bowed again, and returned to his place.
"I don't want to waste any more words. All of Zhu Fulu's sons, come forward."
Xiaosuo obediently stepped out.
Along with him, thirteen others also stepped forward, one of whom was Wang Zhengwu's nephew.
Xiaosuo hadn't expected there to be so many brothers left.
But remembering that even Shen Ma had invested in at least three Zhu Clan bloodlines, he was relieved.
At this moment, the azure-robed Daoist spoke:
"The one lying on the roof to the right, the one hiding something in the left sleeve, and you three in the front, as well as the lady with the miniature crossbow in her sleeve, don't bother."
With a wave of his hand, everyone looked in the direction he pointed.
"Break."
With a gentle word, the pavilion not far away crumbled into dust.
"Since these lads have seen me, no one but me can kill them. Understand?"
After speaking, he turned and led Xiaosuo and the others to the back hall.
The people named by the azure-robed Daoist turned pale with fright.
They had never seen a cultivator in action, which is why they dared to play tricks in front of one.
In retrospect, it was like taking a walk at the gates of hell.
The First Madam looked at the Second Madam, whose face was ashen as she dropped the miniature crossbow to the ground, and sneered.
Xiaosuo and the others followed the azure-robed Daoist to the back hall.
The azure-robed Daoist nodded, and the door closed automatically.
Xiaosuo was once again shocked.
Magic!
The other brothers also showed expressions of amazement, looking at the Daoist with admiration and fervor.
The azure-robed Daoist stood before the fourteen of them.
"I am Zhuang Yun, a member of the Immortal Sect. Today, I volunteered to distribute the Vein Opening Pills to Zhu Fulu's descendants because he has fallen."
"Thank you for your great kindness, Immortal Zhuang. The Zhu Clan is eternally grateful!"
A brother whose name Xiaosuo didn't know was the first to flatter.
The other brothers and Xiaosuo were about to follow suit, but Zhuang Yun waved his hand.
"No need to thank me. The reason I came is that fifty years ago, Zhu Fulu killed my son. I'm here for revenge. Of you fourteen, I will personally kill thirteen to avenge my son."
The fourteen were taken aback.
This was not what they had imagined.
Some reacted quickly, thinking to strike first.
If they could kill all the other brothers, they could survive.
A brother standing next to Xiaosuo pulled out a dagger and aimed for Xiaosuo's neck.
Xiaosuo didn't know if this brother couldn't understand human speech or was just impulsive. While cursing in his heart, he was about to dodge.
Zhuang Yun let out a snort.
The brother holding the dagger was immediately sent flying.
Looking again, he was already lifeless.
Xiaosuo once more witnessed a cultivator's power.
Without even lifting a hand.
Killing with a breath!
The difference between immortals and mortals, the web novels didn't lie!
With that brother dead, the others who wanted to make a move lost their nerve.
Zhuang Yun spoke harshly:
"I said I would do the killing, not you. Don't you understand?"
Xiaosuo agreed in his heart:
Exactly, he said he would personally avenge his son's death, so why are you trying to kill me?
Not reading the question and jumping to the answer?
Can't do reading comprehension, can't listen to people either?
Really don't know how this brother survived until now.
Zhuang Yun said:
"Now for the first round of examination."
Upon hearing the exam was starting, Xiaosuo and the thirteen others immediately perked up.
"The theme for this round is the shamelessness of Zhu Fulu. Discuss on the spot. The five with the worst performance will die."
The thirteen Zhu Clan brothers were dumbfounded upon hearing the topic.
This... their father's body wasn't even cold yet, and they were supposed to curse him in the back hall? Wasn't that a bit inappropriate?
But those who survived until now weren't fools.
Their father was gone, but their own lives were at stake.
Zhuang Yun didn't give them much time to prepare.
"Zhu Fulu was shameless to begin with. You, as his sons, should have no trouble recounting his shameless deeds. From left to right, start speaking. You first."
The first Zhu Clan brother cursed his bad luck in his heart.
He didn't dare hesitate and began speaking:
"My father... Zhu Fulu was indeed shameless. He only cared about procreation, not upbringing. He caused thousands of women to die in the inner courtyard struggles, including my mother... I was saved by my maternal grandfather at the cost of his life, left alone and helpless, begging for three years before being rescued... Every quiet night, I think of those times, and my hatred for Zhu Fulu's shamelessness deepens."
At this point, the brother couldn't help but grit his teeth.
He had no feelings for the Zhu Clan.
Though Zhu Fulu was his father, he was also the source of his misfortune.
Thus, he felt no pressure speaking of Zhu Fulu's shamelessness.
After finishing, he looked uncertainly at Zhuang Yun.
Zhuang Yun gave no feedback, only saying calmly:
"Next."
"Zhu Fulu was indeed a shameless person. My mother also died in the inner courtyard struggles..."
The second person hadn't finished speaking before he fell straight back, hitting the floor tiles.
Though his expression was vivid, he was lifeless.
"Copying leads to death. Shameless thing, copying right in front of me."
Everyone fell silent.
Xiaosuo wanted to plead for this brother.
Because that experience was common to most brothers, it wasn't really copying.
Unfortunately, the person before him had already mentioned it.
The story told by the first person couldn't be repeated by those following, which meant position was crucial.
Except for the sons of the two Madams, the rest were mostly orphans.
They didn't know much about Zhu Fulu.
What they knew was mostly similar.
Originally, they thought those at the front couldn't prepare well, and those at the back could benefit.
Now it seemed, those at the back had a smaller chance of survival.
Xiaosuo counted his position, third from last.
The situation was dire.
Only by taking a bold approach could he have a chance to survive.
Perhaps he could make something up?
Zhuang Yun didn't say it had to be true, right?
At this moment, the next brother began:
"Zhu Fulu was extremely shameless! At one, he could curse his mother, at two, he spoke lewdly, at three, he annotated erotic paintings..."