Chapter 11 Xiao Chen's Fury
Young Master Xiao Chen stumbled out of the Cao residence, and it wasn't until he dived into the dense forest outside the city that he could no longer hold back. He punched a tree as thick as a bowl.
"Crack!" The tree snapped in response.
"Ah—! Emperor Cao Xukun! I will kill you!"
He looked like a madman, frantically punching the surrounding trees, sending branches and leaves flying and gravel scattering. From a young age, he had been the pride of heaven, the Son of Destiny, and everywhere he went, he was treated like the stars surrounding the moon. When had he ever suffered such a humiliating insult?
His ugly secrets exposed in public, his fiancée stolen, his fortune plummeted, and he was even stepped on by a former piece of trash!
"Su Wanqing, that bitch! How dare she betray me! Once I kill Emperor Cao Xukun, I will make her wish she were dead!" Young Master Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Young Master, please calm down!"
Three figures darted out from the forest and knelt on one knee. The leader was a scarred man, none other than Young Master Xiao Chen's number one follower, Zhao Hu. The other two were his junior brothers, Qian Bao and Sun Lang, both inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect with cultivation at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
"Young Master, that despicable villain Emperor Cao Xukun only used some petty schemes; you don't need to be angry with him," Zhao Hu said obsequiously. "How about we kill our way back to the Cao residence right now, tear that brat into pieces, and take Su Wanqing back!"
"Kill our way back? Can you beat Patriarch Cao Xiaotian?" Young Master Xiao Chen snorted coldly. "That old thing protects Emperor Cao Xukun; if we go, we're just throwing our lives away."
"Then what should we do? We can't just let it go, right?" Qian Bao asked anxiously.
"Of course we can't just let it go!" Young Master Xiao Chen's eyes were gloomy. "If we can't do it openly, we'll do it covertly. Tonight, the three of you sneak into the Cao residence and kill Emperor Cao Xukun!"
"Remember, you must do it cleanly and leave no traces. It would be best if you also kill that little bitch Lin Yueer. As for Su Wanqing..." He paused, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes. "Leave her alive; I want to deal with her personally."
"Rest assured, Young Master!" Zhao Hu patted his chest in guarantee. "The three of us are at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Killing an Emperor Cao Xukun who has just reached the Foundation Establishment Stage is as easy as pie, isn't it?"
"Exactly! Tonight, we'll let him know the consequences of offending the Young Master!"
"We guarantee we'll twist his head off and use it as a chamber pot for you!"
The three followers patted their chests and made promises, their faces full of disdain. In their eyes, Emperor Cao Xukun had just been lucky enough to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage and was simply no match for the three of them.
Young Master Xiao Chen nodded with satisfaction: "Good! Once it's done, I will reward each of you with a Foundation Establishment Pill and teach you a set of high-grade cultivation techniques!"
"Thank you, Young Master!" The three were overjoyed and kowtowed to express their gratitude.
Meanwhile, at the Cao residence's detached courtyard.
Emperor Cao Xukun was sitting in the courtyard drinking, with Su Wanqing and Lin Yueer accompanying him on his left and right. Lin Yueer carefully peeled grapes and fed them to him, while Su Wanqing held a fan, gently fanning him.
"Young Master Cao, Young Master Xiao Chen is someone who seeks revenge for the slightest grievance. Having suffered such great humiliation today, he definitely won't let it rest," Su Wanqing said with concern. "Should we strengthen our defenses?"
"Rest assured, I have been prepared for a long time." Emperor Cao Xukun bit into a grape and said with a smile, "I know Young Master Xiao Chen too well. He is just a noob who can't afford to lose. Since he can't beat me, he will definitely resort to underhanded tactics like sneak attacks."
"I have already set up a Trap-Kill Formation around the detached courtyard. As long as they dare to come, I guarantee they won't be able to return."
"A Trap-Kill Formation?" Lin Yueer blinked. "Young Master Cao, you can even set up formations? That's too amazing!"
"Small matter." Emperor Cao Xukun waved his hand, looking calm. "To deal with a few minions, there's no need for me to take action personally. Just wait and watch the show."
He had long expected Young Master Xiao Chen to pull this stunt. After all, this was the standard operation of a Son of Destiny—if you can't beat them, call for help; if you still can't beat them, run away yourself.
"However, you two should sleep early tonight, lock your doors, and don't come out no matter what noise you hear," Emperor Cao Xukun instructed. "Lest you get accidentally hurt."
"Mhm!" The two women nodded obediently.
The night grew deep, and all was silent.
At the third watch of the night, three black shadows silently climbed over the Cao residence's wall and crept toward Emperor Cao Xukun's detached courtyard.
"This is the place." Zhao Hu lowered his voice. "Be quiet, don't get discovered."
The three held their breath and climbed over the wall into the detached courtyard. The courtyard was quiet, with only Emperor Cao Xukun's room still lit.
"Go!"
Zhao Hu waved his hand, and the three simultaneously drew the long knives from their waists and rushed toward the room.
Just as they rushed to the center of the courtyard, black runes suddenly lit up beneath their feet.
"Oh no! There's a trap!"
Zhao Hu's expression changed drastically. He wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
Countless black chains shot out from the ground, instantly binding the hands and feet of the three. The powerful power of the restriction suppressed their spiritual energy, leaving them unable to move.
"What the hell is this!" Qian Bao struggled desperately but found that the chains were wrapping tighter and tighter, constricting him until his bones were about to break.
"Is that it? And you dare to come here as assassins?"
Emperor Cao Xukun pushed open the door and walked out slowly, holding a wine pot in his hand, looking at them with a playful expression.
"Emperor Cao Xukun! You actually dared to ambush us!" Sun Lang roared.
"Ambush you?" Emperor Cao Xukun sneered. "The three of you sneaked into my house in the middle of the night to kill people, and you won't even let me set up defenses? Where is such an overbearing logic?"
"I think you three have water in your brains, right? Do you really think I, Emperor Cao Xukun, am a soft persimmon that anyone can squeeze?"
"Emperor Cao Xukun! If you have the guts, let us go! Let's have a fair fight!" Zhao Hu shouted, his tone fierce but his heart fearful.
"A fair fight?" Emperor Cao Xukun laughed. "When you were sneaking around, why didn't you talk about a fair fight? Now that you've been caught, you want to talk about rules? You double-standard dogs, right?"
He couldn't be bothered to waste words with them and lightly flicked his finger.
Three black sword auras of spiritual energy shot out, precisely piercing the throats of the three.
"Uh... uh..."
The three widened their eyes, making gurgling sounds in their throats, and their bodies slumped down softly, dying on the spot.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the villain mission: Slay Son of Destiny's followers × 3]
[Received reward: 300 Villain Points, 500 System Points]
"Such a small reward, how stingy." Emperor Cao Xukun curled his lips, looking disdainful.
But even a mosquito is meat, no matter how small; it adds up over time.
He waved his hand, and a ball of black flame flew out, burning the three corpses to ashes, leaving not even a trace.
"Young Master Xiao Chen, oh Young Master Xiao Chen, sending such a bunch of crooked melons and cracked dates to kill me is really looking down on me." Emperor Cao Xukun looked up toward the direction outside the city.
"But it doesn't matter, I will send you a big gift tomorrow."
"I heard that the Body Tempering Spring outside the city is a fortuitous encounter you have prepared for a long time?"
"Sorry, from tomorrow on, it will be mine."