A few days later...
Tianjian City, Mu Family
Inside the Mu family's Ancestral Hall, Mu Jinzhou, who is usually the proud patriarch of one of Tianjian City's leading families, is kneeling respectfully in front of an old man.
"Unfilial descendant, do you want to destroy our Mu family?" the old man shouted angrily at Mu Jinzhou.
"Ancestor, I simply can't contain this anger," replied Mu Jinzhou in a low voice. Faced with this ancestor, he felt like a child who had done something wrong.
The old man clearly knew what Mu Jinzhou was talking about: the injustice of the death of his son, who was considered the hope of the Mu family.
Mu Lingye was also furious to discover Mu Lianzhu's death. He was the future hope of the Mu family, but what could he do?
Mu Lianzhu was already dead and the killer was the powerful Heavenly Sword Sect, while his little Mu family was nothing more than a subordinate family of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Was it worth destroying the entire Mu family in revenge for someone who was already dead? In Mu Lingye's opinion, the answer was no.
He could only pretend not to know anything in order to keep the Mu family alive. Even so, the Mu family was suppressed by the other main families.
"So you simply ordered the Shura Palace to kill the young master of the Heavenly Sword Sect?" Mu Lingye shouted angrily, even though he knew why. He couldn't contain his anger at that moment.
"It seems that just because you've lost your son, you want to bury the whole Mu family together!"
After he had finished speaking, Mu Lingye appeared in front of Mu Jinzhou and gave him a slap that sent him flying into the wall.
"Ancestor, don't worry, the Heavenly Sword Sect will never find out," Mu Jinzhou said in a weak voice, after finally wiping the blood from his mouth.
"And now my plan has worked and I've managed to avenge my son, hasn't everything worked out?"
"Haha, all right? Mu Jinzhou, it seems your head isn't working properly?" Hearing Mu Jinzhou's words, Mu Lingye couldn't help but laugh angrily.
Hearing this, Mu Jinzhou couldn't help but have a bad feeling. It was the first time in his life that his ancestor had called him directly by name, instead of saying 'Xiao Zhou'.
Sure enough, in the next instant, Mu Lingye continued to speak angrily: "How do you think I found out about your deal with Shura Palace?"
'Yes, how did the ancestor find out about this?' Mu Jinzhou thought. In his opinion, he had done everything secretly.
Looking at Mu Jinzhou like that, Mu Lingye seemed to understand what he was thinking and couldn't help getting even angrier, shouting: "Do you think you did it all secretly?"
"If even I managed to find out, do you think the Heavenly Sword Sect won't find out with their methods?"
Hearing this, Mu Jinzhou finally realized and panicked. If the Heavenly Sword Sect really does find out, I'm afraid the whole Mu family will be destroyed. So he asked quickly: "Ancestor, what are we going to do?"
Mu Lingzhe let out a long sigh. After that sigh, he seemed to have aged decades before he finally spoke: "I'm going to kneel down and beg the Sect Master to spare my Mu family."
"How can that work?" Mu Jinzhou looked incredulously at the usually wise clan ancestor. How could a simple kneel reconcile the bitterness of a son's death? He himself had done everything in his power to try to avenge his son.
"Why?" Mu Lingye sighed and appeared in front of Mu Jinzhou, saying: "I'll take your corpse to apologize."
Mu Jinzhou's eyes widened when he heard this, but he didn't have time to think. Mu Lingye, who had already appeared in front of him, slapped him on the forehead.
How could a mere half-step Saint withstand a sneak attack from a five-star Saint?
Mu Jinzhou was killed almost instantly, without even having time to react!
"Xiao Zhou, don't blame the ancestor for being cruel," Mu Lingye sighed, as she looked at Mu Jinzhou's corpse: "For the Mu family to have a hope of surviving, you need to die."
"Killing you myself, instead of handing you over alive to the sect master, is the most I can do for you."
The next moment, the entire Mu family mansion began to shake violently and crumble to pieces, due to a terrifying aura spreading everywhere.
A heavenly-level defensive formation was activated due to the movement, but was instantly destroyed under this enormous pressure.
"Not good," exclaimed Mu Lingye. He placed Mu Jinzhou's corpse in his spatial ring and appeared in the sky above the Mu Family Mansion.
Seeing all the members of the Mu family kneeling under this enormous pressure, Mu Lingye couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.
Yes, Mu Lingye felt sadness, not anger, because he knows the owner of this aura very well and doesn't dare to get angry, since the person who arrived was Chu Yifan, the current Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Plop!
A kneeling sound echoed as Mu Lingye knelt in the air towards a place in the void and begged: "Please, Sect Master, spare my Mu family."
Mu Lingye's voice was not low and reverberated throughout the city, naturally attracting the attention of the civilians.
"What a powerful aura, I'm afraid he's a saint, but why would a saint kneel?"
"That's the ancestor of the Mu family, a powerful five-star saint!"
"Did he tell the Sect Master to spare the Mu family? I wonder what the Mu family did?"
As Chu Yifan didn't let his aura leak out when he focused it on the Mu family, most people didn't know what was going on until they saw Mu Lingye kneeling in the sky in front of the whole city.
"What a good Mu family, even my son dares to kill!"
A voice charged with murderous intent resounded throughout the city, leaving everyone present instantly silent.