Inside the luxurious room, Bai Zhiyuan observed the dying old man with sharp eyes and muttered to himself, "I will save you".
He fished out a round pill emitting a pleasant fragrance from his pocket before slightly leaning forward and feeding the old man the pill. His face was a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Out of nowhere, the patriarch's face started to regain color, and not even a minute later, he sat up and started coughing out blood mixed with a black liquid.
After he ended his violent streak of coughs, the old man was confused, as instead of seeing the medicine master who was supposed to cure him, he was met with his most useless grandson.
"Little Zhiyuan, what are you doing here? Go get medicine master Zhou", he said with a hoarse voice.
"I saved you, Grandpa! The pill works", he said with an excited voice, "that immortal wasn't lying after all. The deal was worth it!"
The patriarch was befuddled but hearing the key words immortal and pill, he got the gist of it. This useless grandson seemed to have met a fortuitous opportunity.
After a lengthy explanation, Bai Zhiyuan left the room with the patriarch in tow. The group of upper clansmen waiting outside the room were stunned speechless, they didn't expect the kid to actually save him.
At most, they thought that he would be able to preserve his life for a longer time, but here he is standing on his own, no longer in a dying state.
"PATRIARCH!", they all bowed in respect, some of them in tears. Only when they lost him, did they understand how important this old man was to them, he was the pillar holding their luxurious lives from falling into ruin.
The patriarch seeing this was emotional, "fret not", he said with a kind gaze, "As long as this old man is still standing, the Bai clan will not fall!"
He knew that in his current state, he would be defeated by a mere second rank martial artist, but he had to show a strong front to scare away the wolves eying his clan.
However, this beautiful and touching atmosphere was broken by a loud war horn.
BWAA-OOOOH
Instantly, terrifying auras started approaching the Bai clan manor. The clansmen's faces turned pale in horror.
"I TOLD YOU THERE WAS A TRAITOR AMONG US!", bellowed the man from before.
Bai Yuchen frowned but agreed, "As soon as the patriarch was healed, our enemies panicked and rushed to attack"
The patriarch snorted before walking out slowly, "Let us welcome our guests", He said his tone ice cold.
In front of the manor's gate, a sea of armored soldiers surrounded the manor, their killing intent rising to the heavens.
Three people walked ahead of the army, their eyes blazing with a mix of greed and hatred. The first one was an old man with a white goatee and narrowed eyes, holding a gigantic hammer, he was the patriarch of the Jin clan.
The second one was a handsome middle-aged man holding a long and sleek rapier, he was the patriarch of the Feng clan. The last one was a mature lady with a voluptuous body, she was holding a small dagger in each hand, she was the Yun clan's patriarch.
The Bai clan's patriarch took a couple of steps ahead closing in on the three, "I only take a little nap and you three are already growing so arrogant", his cold eyes scanning the trio, "To dare to bring your armies to my Bai clan, do you think I, Bai Shengtian am a pushover?"
The Jin clan patriarch simply snorted in disdain, "You can hide your state in front of others, but we are also first rank martial artists, Bai Shengtian", His eyes flashed with a hint of danger, "You can't hide in front of us".
Instantly, he took a heavy stride appearing in front of Bai Shengtian, he swung his arm with all his might sending the gigantic hammer crashing into him. Bai Shengtian dodged with a simple sidestep, before slashing his saber towards his right.
CLANG!
He effortlessly parried the dagger aiming for his waist, then using the momentum he sent the rapier aiming for his heart flying away.
To everyone watching, it seemed like Bai Shengtian had the upper hand, but he knew that he was simply using his superior skills to withstand their attacks, and with each passing second his face was getting paler and paler and his moves were getting more and more flawed.
CLANG! SWISH!
As expected, a rapier approached Bai Shengtian's heart from a tricky angle and stabbed in finally forcing an end to the Bai clan's patriarch's life.
The army cheered, knowing that victory was essentially guaranteed. The Jin clan's patriarch wasn't satisfied yet, swinging his hammer one more time and completely turning Bai Shengtian's body into mush, "HAHAHAHA!", he chortled, "You have monopolized the city's resources for so long and trampled on our clans for so long, now look at you! You can't even have a simple burial"
SWISH!
However, before the trio could bask in their glory, a thin swishing sound echoed, making their eyes widen in horror. Three heads rolled on the ground, making the battlefield turn deathly silent.
A young man with bronze skin and deep eyes appeared next to the bodies lightly shaking his sword to get rid of the droplets of blood, "I will avenge you, grandfather!", he said with a deep sigh.
The soldiers of the three clans were still trying to comprehend what happened to their patriarchs when the young man appeared in their midst like a ghost.
They first tried to resist, but to their absolute horror, the young man's sword strikes were like water, smooth and unflawed. The soldiers felt like they were swimming against the current, a completely useless and helpless endeavor.
Their war shouts slowly morphed into screams of fear then into howls of despair. Not even an incense stick of time later, the whole battlefield had turned into a massive graveyard, bones formed mountains, and blood formed rivers.
Bai Zhiyuan slowly marched back into the manor, his whole body drenched with blood. he looked like a demon straight from hell. Even his clansmen didn't dare to look him in the eye, only moving out of the way, their whole bodies trembling in fear. They felt like prey in the presence of a predator.
They only heard him mutter, "I need a shower", before he entered the manor with a completely indifferent demeanor.