Chapter 253: It Has to Be Done!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After a good while, the person clad in a golden gown laughed bitterly, and uttered, "The day Nine Supremes were being manipulated by Four Seasons Tower, we knew it was too late. The moment we rushed over, everything had ended. Initially, I thought that the Nine Supremes had already been destroyed, and bearing in mind that the Four Seasons Tower’s strength is beyond ours, no matter how unwilling we are, we can only opt to close an eye. I know that our brothers are heavy-hearted and impassioned, living like we're without a sense of gratitude and justice. A debt of a favor is difficult to return, what’s more, it's such a kind of debt without a debtor. And we know for a fact that even knowing the way to return the favor, we were left without choice as our capabilities could not match our intention..."
"However, for now, this remaining person from Nine Supremes obviously knew that it was the Four Seasons Tower who was playing the tricks. What the person had done was intended for revenge…"
"And Ol'seventh has fatefully or not, met him... We really can’t take our hands off this matter."
"But to stand against the Four Seasons Tower, we have no chance of winning at all. It was so then, and it remains so now."
The person with the golden gown sighed: "We have already obtained the power from Haunting Temple and have only digested less than one-tenth of it until now... If we were given another twenty years of time to stand against the Four Seasons Tower, what fear is there? However, for now, we can't hope to rival the Four Seasons Tower."
"Let us discuss this matter. How should we go about it?" the golden-gowned person solemnly uttered.
First Court King Qinguang lowered his head and did not say a single word while the other brothers were also somber-faced.
It was no small matter to stand against the Four Seasons Tower.
The Concourse of the Underworld would most probably vanish in a puff of smoke in its entirety and obliterated completely amidst the battle. Some of the brothers stood here now would also be sacrificed or even be utterly wiped out.
This decision was a tough one.
"Notwithstanding the others, Supreme Lord Spring Frost must die."
First Court King Qinguang mumbled in a low voice: "I've already accepted the assignment. I have to get rid of this target regardless..."
The brothers remained silent, there was no one who spoke.
After a good while, a tall and sturdy man uttered, "No matter how you look at it… what is owed, must be returned."
Another person bowed his head and said, "The last time Nine Supremes were being murdered, we did nothing at all. Even though we knew the circumstances would overwhelm us and couldn't have not do it, your father doesn't feel right still, and I couldn't hold my head up..."
"That’s right. I somehow feel that I owe them an apology."
"I also feel ill at ease. Ol'seventh is right; you will be disheartened not returning the favor if you owe someone a debt. If a debt were not returned, what is there to talk about conquering the pinnacle and achieving perfection of the mind..."
The brothers exchanged their mumbled words with all their heads lowered.
The gold-gowned person creased his eyebrows, and uttered, "Can everyone just say what should be done straight away?!"
The brothers answered in unison, "Big brother, you make the decision!"
The gold-gowned person said angrily, "Then why did we have to discuss all this?"
The person who had not been speaking - Fifth Court King Yama who had squared facial features, pondered for a while and uttered, "The Concourse of the Underworld is an assassin organization but upon absorbing Haunting Temple's power, it's equivalent to the existence of a reincarnating underworld... The cycle of karma, of good and evil, will all be recompensed. Kindness must be rewarded, and vengeance will be provided; if not, it will leave a pit in the heart that we are incapable to transcend, and we will no longer be qualified to talk about attaining enlightenment."
"That is why I think we can no longer evade this matter. The last time we acted like a turtle which hid in its shell, it had already formed knots in the brothers’ hearts. This time, if we were to cower again, I fear that the knots will grow into internal demons in the heart... In that case, it will only cause harm to our cultivation with no gain to be recognized. The journey of practice will be unbearable."
"That is why I feel that, for this matter, we absolutely need to do it; it must be done!"
The words of Fifth Court King Yama served to spur the others into making the final decision.
"Right!" The person in gold gown exclaimed, "In this case, we shall do it! The target right now is only one Supreme Lord Spring Frost anyway. Crush Supreme Lord Spring Frost, and we reconvene to observe the reaction of the Four Seasons Tower!"
Tenth Court King of Cycle rolled his eyes and uttered, "We received the trust and we should fulfill it, we're an organization that does what we are paid for. So what if Four Seasons Tower have any complaints? Even if they come to us through our doors, we will have our own say. So we can't kill anyone from the Four Seasons Tower now?!"
The golden-gowned person, who was Third Court Emperor Song, laughed bitterly and uttered, "We are fortunate that this person only requested Supreme Lord Spring Frost to be assassinated. If he had proposed Mr. Nian himself…"
All ten brothers giggled together, "If the target were Mr. Nian, that would be heh heh heh... Nevertheless, we shall still do it!"
Third Court Emperor Song scolded, "Keep quiet, each and every one of you! Let us now discuss how we should complete this task."
He snapped his fingers and uttered, "It's only Supreme Lord Spring Frost. Let just skill him and be done!"
"Kill him!"
The other nine brothers cheered loudly, all of them were in high spirits in a split second.
First Court King Qinguang blinked his eyes and said, "This matter is easier said than done. Even that fellow is one sticky character to be tackled."
The other nine brothers then turned to look at him with hostility, "So what if the target is tough? Was it not you who attracted this unmanageable target home? Before we do it, how about we do away with this bastard first? Let us be pleased and invigorated! "
"Let’s go!"
The nine went up to surround their sole target together.
In a split second, they had First Court King Qinguang turned over on the ground, following up with a flurry of punches and kicks!
First Court King Qinguang exclaimed loudly, "Have mercy!"
Thump! Thump! Thump!
...
Yun Yang went back to Tiantang City quietly and found an isolated corner to recover his original appearance. With great fanfare, he returned to Residence of Yun. However, when he stepped into Residence of Yun, he was surprised to spot the peculiarity in Fang Mofei and the others' expressions. Right when he was puzzled, he saw a person walking out in a slow pace, staring at him and smiling amicably but with a profound implication.
Qiu Jianhan.
Old Marshal Qiu was actually here.
Yun Yang coughed, piling smiles on his face as he uttered, "Since when does Old Marshal has the free time to come to my place? What a rare guest!"
Qiu Jianhan tilted his head in saying, "Why, am I not welcomed?"
Yun Yang chuckled dryly and said, "Old sir, where did such saying come from? Of course, you can come. Not only are you welcomed, old sir's honorable visit has brought glorious light and splendor to this humble Residence of Heavenly Clouds!"
Qiu Jianhan snorted and looked at him with a side-eye, saying, "You kid don't have to speak so many flowery words to this old man. Where have you gone to have fun this time?"
Yun Yang's voice quavered, "I've just gone to witness the big event... Ey, the fight just erupted over at the tower as I watched. Everywhere I looked was crimson-red blood and bloodied flesh! It was too frightening, it terrified this nephew and I had to hide aside trembling. That was how I managed to recover my wits to walk back home! Ay, it was all blood..."
Qiu Jianhan snorted, "So Young Master Yun is so timid huh?"
Yun Yang began to feel that there was innuendo in the old man's words, so he replied rudely instead, "May I ask what is it for to that Old Marshal has come? If there is nothing, I will need to go inside to have a nap. Today’s commotion was too frightening; it terrified me and got me feeling dizzy. I will need to get inside quickly to calm down and regain my composure. That's a serious matter to be done."
Qiu Jianhan snorted coldly, and said, "It seems like Young Master Yun was so busy about witnessing the bustle today that you've forgotten that today's the day to help the emperor relieve and ease some stress? I wonder what's more of a serious matter to Young Master Yun?"
Yun Yang’s heart skipped a beat. He had, in fact, forgotten about this matter.
Of course, it was his duty to help nurse His Majesty's health and it was an important matter but there were so many things in sight that needed to be handled personally by him. He was indeed less concerned about the emperor's matter since his body was not at a critical stage anymore now. There was always a sense of priority to every matter...
However. Yun Yang would never dare say this in front of the old marshal. If he did, Qiu Jianhan would definitely not pull back his punches! Besides being Yutang’s old marshal, Qiu Jianhan was also one of Yutang’s three top-ranked rogues!
"Haha... The emperor’s health is naturally the most important proper matter. Of course it must be done first. I will go now, I will go now!" remarked Yun Yang awkwardly with sheepish laughter.
On the journey, Old Marshal Qiu’s glances kept focusing on Yun Yang, it was filled with speculation and bewilderment.
Yun Yang felt as if there were brambles and thorns on his back, making him feel uncomfortable and uneasy. However, he did not dare to speak up but only to mumble in his heart, "Is it possible that this old thing has managed to weed out a crack of mine somewhere? Otherwise, why is he looking at me like that?"
Just when Yun Yang and Qiu Jianhan, an elder and a youth, took several steps forward, they saw two of the four noble young masters, Qiu Yunsan and Xia Bingchuan, walking head-on into them merrily. Each one of them was flanked by twenty guards who all looked high-spirited and full of mettle; apparently, each one of them was a top expert.
Just by looking at these guards' level, it was obvious that they were already positioned far above the for young masters' previous guards!
Clearly, all of these guards were the backbone of the Top Four Families and were superb experts. Yun Yang roughly compared these new guards beside Qiu Yunsan and Xia Bingchuan in his heart, any one of their capabilities was no less than the Four Seasons Tower’s men who were in charge of protecting Yang Botao that very day. It seemed like the Top Four Families had really dispatched the cream of their families’ strength this time.
However, would it not be an overkill to place such high level combat strength by the side of these Top Four Young Masters? Would it not be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut?
Casting another glance, Yun Yang’s muddled thoughts suddenly became clear. Both young masters were carrying a plump mystical beast offspring in their arms each. The moment the young masters’ glances fell on Yun Yang, both of them were overjoyed. Fine if it was only Xia Bingchuan but even Qiu Yunsan had ignored the presence of Old Marshal Qiu aside and jubilantly rushed over to him.
"Boss! Hahaha... Boss, what a coincidence today! You're also walking ahaha!" Qiu Yunsan was flushed with pleasure.
"Boss, boss boss! Heh heh, it's really such a coincidence that we met you here again at Tiantang City. We, as brothers, are truly fated..." said Xia Bingchuan.
"What is this called? Uh, we're fated to meet each other even over a thousand miles. Boss, look at this..." Qiu Yunsan pressed himself over with a pandering look, "Look at this one of mine... Heh heh, this is my family’s baby treasure..."
The tiny mystical beast in his embrace that had yet to open its eyes was only grunting.
"Boss, look at this. Look at mine!" Xia Bingchuan moved a step forward, pushing Qiu Yunsan to the side. "It's better to just look at mine... Mine was just sent over. It's really adorable... I wish I could just swallow it whole!"
Similarly, there was also a little plump mystical beast with soft velvety fur and a clammy little nose in Xia Bingchuan’s embrace.
The corners of Yun Yang's lips twitched.
Right. These two were eighth level ace mystical beasts' offspring!
There was no doubt about it but what kind of mystical beasts had these two families gotten!