Falling

The assistant left the bosses room and began to prepare a team of people along with preparations for the travel.

Later followed their departure from the capital, the assistant looked upon the road outside the carriage with an excited look in his eyes.

If the whole thing was a success and went as planned the martial alliance would gain the funds after capturing the properties and belongings of the criminals which would be sold to those in the northern parts of the central lands.

The martial alliance would gain a lot of funds from the plan along with gaining the credit of upholding order and administering justice in an unlawful zone.

This would help to boost the peoples trust in the martial alliance and boost their income of wealth but they would also gain the achievements of capturing the members of evil martial artists which are lurking in the lands.

This would send a message to the people that the martial alliance is not tolerating anyone who wish to join the other factions such as the blood sect and wish to cause chaos within the world, if they did join them then they were fated to be brought down by the martial alliance.

The merchants and families behind the clothing businesses within the capital that relied on the silk trade from the Bombyx family would also be grateful to the martial alliance for their quick response that helped to keep their steady income of money safe.

The martial alliances would make a lot of gains politically and also make some monetary gains to support their future plans to strengthen their control and power.

Within the village inside the village heads house, the village head stood overlooking his parents and his wife who had worried looks on their faces.

His father looked feeble and had pale and wrinkled skin, his body was very skinny and he looked very unhealthy but he tried his best to stand up to his son. "You need to stop. Be happy with what you have son, you saw the heads outside the mansion and you should know the final outcome of what you are planning so don't be so stupid."

"You never support me in anything I do. I'm so tired of you butting in with everything I do so just shut up old man." The village head frowned at his father.

His mother was shocked at his outburst. "What is wrong with you? How could you talk to your father like this?"

The village head looked towards his wife who was also urging him with her eyes to listen to his parents but he did not want to hear any of it. "This is my chance to rise. Now we have support from outsiders so I don't think we can lose. Aren't you tired of being the servants of that family all your lives? I'm tired of having to look up to them for every little thing!"

"Son… there is a thing called hierarchy, it's there for a reason and there are reasons why we are in the position that we are while they are in the position they are in. We do not have the education and skills to do what they can so that is why we are stuck where we are now. If we try to rise through unfair means then we are nothing but criminals to the outside world." The old man began to lecture his son.

"I don't want to hear your excuses." The man began to leave the house to see the men from the blood sect that he had let stay on his land.

"Son stop!" The old man went to grab his sons arms in desperation.

The son did not want to hear his fathers words anymore so swung his arm back hitting his father.

His father weakly fell backwards and hit his head, a small puddle of blood appeared under his head as the old man lay motionless on the ground.

The village head turned to see this and felt a little guilty but then began to laugh. "Finally you shut up."

As if making a decision he went to his bedroom and took out a booklet with the title 'blood sect qi art & blood suction palm' and began to read it.

After reading it he walked into the room where his wife and mother panicked over the old mans critical situation. 'In this house nobody supports me in anything and even my wife silently goes against me when she can't even give birth to an heir. I'm so tired of this, it should just end.'

A cold look appeared in his eyes as he looked towards his wife and mother who tried to tend to his fathers injuries.

He picked up a piece of wood from the corner of the room and approached them.

His mother had tears in her eyes. "Son, hurry and help your father. What are you holding?"

His wife turned and looked at him as he raised the piece of wood. "Honey?"

Suddenly the wood was brought down upon the wife's head and she fell down to the ground.

The mother began to reveal a look of terror upon seeing her sons actions.

The first action of her son was clearly an accident but the second one was clearly on purpose and now his eyes had turned cold and murderous towards her.

The mother tried to get up to her feet to run away but was quickly hit by her son.

"Hahahahaha." The village head began to laugh mechanically as he sat down reading the booklet with fanatical eyes. "So this is how it works!"

He began to follow the introduction to the blood qi arts instructions on how to absorb the blood and vitality during the initial stages of practicing the art.

"Drinking the blood is the most direct method to absorb the vitality but there is a limit to how much can be consumed and then digested at a time… by the time I have done completed the task they may have already died and the vitality in their bodies will be wasted. Then the more safe method would be to bath in a pool of the blood and absorb the vitality through the pours in my skin which is the more messy method but also a little more efficient. Finally there is blood suction palm which needs some mastery and practice before using. I will have to go with the second method!" The village head coldly looked at the bodies of his family members and began to collect a wooden bath from a room in the house along with a sharp knife. "Instead of holding me back in life you will be finally be useful to me."

He dragged their motionless bodies to the wooden bath and held their heads and neck over it, a knife sliced the throat of the village heads father first.

The blood spilled into the wooden bath as the old mans remaining life slipped away, the old man's blood was lifted at an angle so that he would be thoroughly drained of the blood before his body was dumped to the side.

The village head clumsily carried out the actions and first but became more practiced after he moved onto his wife and mother.

"Ahahahaha." The village head had a look of insanity in his eyes upon completing his task, he removed his clothes and began to enter the bath filled with fresh blood.

The village head began to absorb the vitality within the bath into his body and slowly refine it to transform his Qi into bloody Qi.

The first action of the village head was him killing his entire family in order to gain strength for himself and become a part of the blood sects group.

What followed was a divide in opinions within those who previously supported him, there were those who wished to join in his cause to gain strength for themselves and have the feeling of power upon witnessing his enhanced healing ability.

They also wished to benefit from the chaos to gain some wealth since everything seemed to be going according to plan and they weren't deterred by the Bombyx families warning.

The other half were scared off by the Bombyx families retaliation or were previously hesitant but after hearing of the the village heads cruelty they began to withdraw from the village heads faction and began to hide in their homes or try to escape the village.