Chapter 8: The Next Target is the Qingyang Domain, No One Will Escape!

[Congratulations, Master, for killing the Son of Destiny, Su Bai. Villain Points increased by 2,000. The Villain Aura has merged with the first Luck Aura, raising the execution threshold to 5,000. One Time Fragment obtained.]

The white-haired, youthful-looking man bowed respectfully as he watched Gu Qingxiao depart.

The armored man took a deep breath, his face glowing with satisfaction. It felt incredibly exhilarating; no grudges left unresolved overnight.

"I wonder who the next destined one will be?" he mused while glancing at the tombstone behind him, where Gu Qiuyu's name was inscribed.

Meanwhile, in the Gu family ancestral burial grounds, several ancestors observed the scene, their expressions unmoved.

"Who would've thought that Qingxiao's actions would resolve so many troubles for us?" the Sixteenth Ancestor remarked with a smile, stroking his beard.

"Indeed, indeed. This is the demeanor of a Gu family divine son—when he makes a move, it's nothing short of extraordinary."

"But it's strange... This generation, our Gu family disciples seem somewhat weaker compared to those from outside," murmured the Fourteenth Ancestor, a contemplative look in his eyes.

"I've noticed that too. And in this generation, only Qingxiao possesses an exceptionally heaven-defying constitution. This hasn't happened before. Could it be that our Gu family is facing some impending calamity?"

"Forget it. Having Qingxiao alone is enough. The Divine Demon Body is also a legendary physique throughout history."

"These three disciples were considered prodigies outside, yet after only a brief period of training, they returned as corpses. Even their guardians perished under mysterious circumstances. It's truly puzzling."

"And what's even more disturbing is that when they were in danger, we couldn't foresee it. Only after their deaths could we trace any clues through their bloodline."

"Could it be that the rules of this world are now targeting our Gu family?"

"Karma, destiny, and reincarnation—these are things no one can predict."

"To borrow Qingxiao's words, 'If this is heaven's will, then we shall destroy Heaven.'"

"Now that I think about it, those words are still so domineering, something only a divine son of the Gu family could say."

Seeing the Sixteenth Ancestor laughing so hard that his eyes disappeared, the two others looked at him with disdain.

The armored man entered the palace, bowed, and addressed Gu Qingxiao, who was seated within.

"Divine Son."

"Where did the other one die?" Gu Qingxiao asked, opening his eyes.

"Gu Qiuyu died in the Qingyang Domain. He sent a message to the family saying he had discovered a special technique, but it was guarded by a powerful restriction. By the time our family arrived, he was already dead. We had to use his bloodline to locate his body," the man replied.

Gu Qingxiao nodded in acknowledgment.

"In that case, let's head to the Qingyang Domain."

Hearing this, the jade-green Qilin outside let out a roar, its Dao rhythm tearing through the void as it pulled the palace into the sky, vanishing from sight.

At that moment, in the Zhou family within the Qingyang Domain, a figure slipped back under the cover of night.

He breathed a sigh of relief after entering his room. But as he turned around, he was startled to see a pair of eyes staring at him. Recognizing the face, Zhou Xingchen relaxed.

"Father, you haven't gone to bed yet?"

"You were gone for quite some time this time. Did anything unexpected happen?" Zhou Yunmo asked, looking at his son.

Hearing his father's question, Zhou Xingchen suddenly recalled the figure he had killed—the one who had died with an arrogant expression in his eyes, muttering about some 'divine son.' But that person was dead, and the secret realm had collapsed. His body should be unrecoverable, so Zhou Xingchen felt secure once more.

"Everything went smoothly this time, nothing unexpected happened."

Hearing this, Zhou Yunmo nodded, coughed a few times, and his face grew paler. He quietly moved his hand behind his back.

"Father, your illness has worsened again."

Hearing Zhou Yunmo's cough, Zhou Xingchen stepped forward to support his father.

"Don't worry, it's just my old ailment."

Zhou Xingchen didn't say anything, but with a flick of his fingers, a stream of astral power appeared and flowed into Zhou Yunmo's body.

Zhou Yunmo's complexion brightened slightly.

"Father, I will definitely cure you."

Thinking about the technique he had obtained, Zhou Xingchen's eyes radiated a strong confidence.

Zhou Yunmo sensed something, and his eyes lit up.

"It seems you've had a fortuitous encounter. Good. Your strength has improved, and you've learned to hide it. You've grown up. Even if I'm not around in the future, I can be at peace."

Hearing this, Zhou Xingchen felt a pang in his heart. He had been told that his father was once a prodigy, the pride of the Zhou family. But when he left for training, he was gone for over a decade. When he finally returned, his vitality had weakened, he was gravely injured, and he was holding a child—Zhou Xingchen.

Now that Zhou Xingchen had obtained this technique, he believed that once he reached a certain level of cultivation, he could help his father. Although Zhou Xingchen didn't know what level his father had reached before.

"Father, I'll be able to help you very soon."

Zhou Yunmo patted Zhou Xingchen's shoulder.

"I believe that day will come, but I need you to do something for me in the meantime."

Zhou Xingchen nodded at his father's words. This was the first time his father had ever asked him to do something.

"This is no small task. Here is a sealed letter that I need you to deliver personally to the Purple Cloud Holy Land in the Zhenyuan Domain. Someone will contact you when you arrive."

Zhou Xingchen looked puzzled after hearing his father's words. But he reasoned that his father had a fortuitous encounter in his youth and it wasn't unusual for him to know some people.

"Father, can I leave in a couple of days?"

"No, you must leave now. Going to this place will help you grow quickly and allow you to help me sooner."

Zhou Xingchen's expression turned doubtful at his father's response.

"Sigh, this is partly a selfish wish of mine. I once promised someone I would do something, but now I can't fulfill that promise, so I'm asking you to help me complete it. Time is short, and you must leave now. Take this ring with you. There are teleportation arrays along the way, so consider this a part of your training."

"When the time comes, I may leave the family as well. You've worked so hard, and as your father, I can't drag you down anymore. Now that you've grown up, it's time for me to start thinking about myself."

"Since I became a burden, the family has been disappointed in us, so there's nothing holding me back. Leaving the family now will also save them from being hindered by my presence."

"Let's see who reaches the Purple Cloud Holy Land first."

Seeing the determination in his father's eyes, Zhou Xingchen relaxed.

"Alright, I'll leave now."

"Go."

As he watched Zhou Xingchen leave, Zhou Yunmo sighed.

"Why is Uncle in such a hurry to send Xingchen away?"