A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother Chapter 144: Running Away from Home

The gates of Supre City finally appeared before the Mount Shushan group.

At once, the two Tribulation Stage powerhouses and five Body Fusion Stage cultivators tensed up as if facing a great enemy.

“Soone’s coming out!”

They saw a person charge out of the city gate, running straight toward them.

“Have we been discovered? That was fast.” The white-robed elder was about to strike and suppress the person on the spot.

A giant palm suddenly descended from the sky and smashed the person dead.

After killing, the owner of the palm didn’t notice the Mount Shushan group, but instead roared below:

“Kill! Don’t let a single one escape, or we’ll be the ones dying!”

“That’s right, kill!!”

Shouts and cries of battle shook the heavens.

Only now did the Mount Shushan group realize that Supre City seed to be in chaos.

“What’s going on here?”

“No idea.” The white-robed elder shook his head. “The Sect Leader didn’t say anything.”

“What do we do now?”

“Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Let’s go take a look!”

“Mm!”

So the group used concealnt techniques and carefully made their way into Supre City.

But when they got inside, they realized they had worried for nothing.

Because no one was paying them any attention.

Supre City had already fallen into bloodshed and chaos, shrouded in a thick aura of slaughter. Every corner was enveloped in the shadow of death.

On the streets, rooftops, alleyways—everywhere—cultivators were locked in fierce combat, dazzling magical spells colliding in the air.

Supre City had always been a place of mixed fish and dragons, where prisoners and the guilty from all corners of the world gathered.

So were exiled for heavy cris;

others fled here to escape enemies and seek refuge.

Usually, Supre City was already rife with violence and conflict, but today’s large-scale lee was extrely rare.

Already a place of disorder, it had now beco a veritable Asura Hall.

The sounds of killing and screams rang endlessly.

The rumble of clashing magical artifacts was deafening.

Blood stained every street and alley. Severed limbs and corpses were everywhere...

The two elders looked at each other.

“This... this was the Sect Leader’s arrangent too!? Did he predict this?” The blue-robed elder said gravely.

“The Sect Leader’s thods really are...”

The white-robed elder shook his head, sha crossing his face.

He had been one of those who opposed Lingxu’s ascension as Sect Leader.

Now it seed...

Truly a silent type who shocked the world with a single move!!!

With one move, he had nearly destroyed Asura Hall. Now he had set his sights on Supre City.

Terrifying.

“What do we do now?” asked the blue-robed elder.

Their original plan was to suppress Supre City.

But now it looked like that wasn’t even necessary.

“Wait for the right mont.”

“.............”

The current chaos in Supre City was caused by two events.

First: Shangguan Suiyun killed the Deputy Sect Leader.

And it wasn’t just killing a subordinate.

The Deputy had followed Shangguan Suiyun the longest and had ford his own faction under him.

Just like the imperial court has factions, so did Supre City.

There was Shangguan Suiyun’s faction, the native Supre City cultivators, and an independent faction of cultivators from beyond Central State.

Three factions total.

Now Shangguan Suiyun casually killed the Deputy Sect Leader.

Those in his faction were terrified, completely unsure of his motives.

Did he think the Deputy threatened his position?

This instantly shattered the balance between the factions.

After killing the Deputy, Shangguan Suiyun didn’t deal with the city’s affairs.

Instead, he imdiately left Supre City—not a clone, but his real self.

Usually, when he left, the Deputy handled everything in the city.

But with the Deputy dead and Shangguan Suiyun suddenly rushing away,

Supre City plunged into total chaos.

The Deputy’s followers feared Shangguan Suiyun was about to purge them.

The other two factions thought Shangguan Suiyun had signaled them to strike the Deputy’s people while he was gone.

And so the bloodbath began.

The three sides clashed in brutal combat.

The Mount Shushan group watched in the shadows, waiting for the right ti to strike.

“.........”

Outside Supre City.

Li Xuanxiao was hidden within a giant boulder, rged into it.

His clone was monitoring Shangguan Suiyun’s battle.

Last ti, Shangguan Suiyun escaped, but not unscathed—he’d been seriously injured and still hadn’t fully recovered.

This ti, the preparations were more thorough.

Last ti, Shangguan Suiyun faced an incomplete Feng Liuli.

This ti, he’d face the cunning and devious Old Sixth Li.

With the Mount Shushan Sword Formation as a base, four Tribulation Stage cultivators, plus eight Body Fusion Stage ones to stabilize the formation—

Taking down an injured Shangguan Suiyun would be no problem.

But the internal chaos in Supre City was sothing Li Xuanxiao hadn’t expected.

He pinched his fingers to calculate—Tribulation Stage events were beyond his ability to divine.

Anything could happen. He had to be careful.

If they could destroy Supre City in one go,

They’d gain a huge trove of cultivation resources. The Deathsand needed for crafting the Heaven-Sealing Talisman was secondary.

More importantly, Central State would be rid of a threat—security would improve.

Tribulation Stage battles could break out at any mont.

Having observed two such battles, the uncle at Tongtian Peak would most likely soon break through a minor realm.

Elder Wangqing could also avenge his disciple and finally let go of the knot in his heart—and his grudge toward his master, Lingxu.........

What part of this plan wasn’t thought through?

Li Xuanxiao began his 3,561st complete ntal review.

“...........”

Months later.

Outside Central State, in a mysterious paradise realm.

Happy Elder’s mouth twitched, and he coughed up blood again.

Another Tribulation Stage cultivator in Central State had fallen.

Not even a hundred years—less than fifty.

Three Tribulation Stage cultivators had already died!!

What is this, a ga? Is dying at the Tribulation Stage this casual now?

The number of Tribulation Stage cultivators is strictly limited.

Which ant, if three had died in Central State, three more would soon be born.

The Body Fusion Stage cultivators at the peak must be singing and dancing by now.

And the ones most likely to ascend?

Mount Shushan’s Body Fusion cultivators.

They made up almost 80% of Central State’s total.

Each one had deep power and top-tier talent.

They hadn’t ascended yet not because of weakness, but because the paths were already taken...

It’s Mount Shushan. The Sect Leader of Mount Shushan is hunting Tribulation Stage cultivators to boost Mount Shushan’s strength!!

Happy Elder’s eye twitched. He said “Good” three tis in a row.

“Good! Good! Good!”

Happy Elder panted heavily. “I thought killing the Mount Shushan Sect Leader and replacing him with Lingxu would put a fool in charge, but damn... I was wrong... so wrong...”

“.......”

After being insulted a second ti, a gloomy-faced Lingxu returned to Mount Shushan.

The Vice Sect Leader walked over warmly. “Sect Leader, you’re back.”

Lingxu gave him a long look. “Daoist, are you talking to ? Mount Shushan’s Sect Leader? Who’s that?”

“Sect Leader... what’s wrong? You’re the Mount Shushan Sect Leader...”

The Vice Sect Leader looked confused.

“Don’t call Sect Leader. I’m running away from ho. Daoist, we don’t know each other.”

Vice Sect Leader:..........