After Changing to the Ruthless Way, the Brothers Cried and Begged for Forgiveness Chapter 359: Sister Yu, You’ve Let Me Down!

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The hall was engulfed in a deathly silence.

Xuan Yuan’s intentions were crystal clear.

They only had two options:

Fight among themselves until only one survived.

Perish together.

The sudden turn of events threw everyone into confusion. Their minds reeled as they exchanged bewildered glances.

Could they really strike down their closest companions?

Shao Yi Chuan was the first to protest. He clenched his fists and roared angrily, “What kind of nonsense rule is this? I refuse to accept it!”

“Hmph, it’s not up to you!”

A sharp, cold rebuke echoed, followed by a sword’s silent flash slicing across Shao Yi Chuan’s throat.

A sharp sting followed.

Monts later, crimson blood began trickling down his neck.

Sha Yi Chuan staggered backward in terror, clutching his neck.

“Third Brother!”

Shao Yi Man and Shao Yi Ming rushed over in panic.

Fortunately, Xuan Yuan rely ant to teach Shao Yi Chuan a lesson, sparing his life. Using spiritual energy, he sealed the wound, quickly stopping the bleeding.

This ti, Shao Yi Chuan dared not utter another word.

The others, too, were intimidated by Xuan Yuan’s display of dominance, remaining silent as their eyes flickered with unease.

“You have one day. At this sa hour tomorrow, I want results.”

Leaving those words behind, Xuan Yuan fell silent.

Si Tu Jian Nan, summoning his courage, called out a few tis but received no response. His expression grew heavier instead of relaxing.

Though they appeared as a group, there were three distinct factions: the Three Heroes of the Shao Family, Yu Zhao and her three companions, and Si Tu Jian Nan, standing alone.

If it ca to a fight, he would undoubtedly be the first to fall.

Regret overwheld Si Tu Jian Nan.

Had he known, he would have insisted on bringing his clan mbers along.

But then he scolded himself.

That would have dragged others down too!

Sigh!

At its core, his gravest mistake was hastily blaming Yu Zhao without understanding the situation. If not for that, he wouldn’t be in this position.

As Si Tu Jian Nan sighed in despair, Yu Zhao and her companions appeared calm.

They exchanged no words but communicated through glances.

Long Fei Fei, though a late addition to the group, was quick-witted. After spending days with them, she developed a rapport and could quickly understand their signals.

“Better the other perishes than I. Forgive for this,” Yu Zhao muttered before attacking, summoning her Fleeting Life Mirror in one hand and striking at Silence with the other.

Silence reacted swiftly, conjuring his Purple Gold Bowl to shield himself.

Bang!

His body flew through the air like a kite with a severed string.

“Ahhh!”

An exaggerated cry echoed as Silence landed on the ground.

Yu Zhao, Ji Han Zhou, and Long Fei Fei all glanced at him disdainfully.

How fake!

Silence closed his eyes, feigning death with guilt.

A monk wouldn’t lie.

It was natural for soone like him to lack acting skills.

Yu Zhao’s group, understanding the situation, could imdiately tell that Silence was faking. However, the others weren’t privy to their plan.

Si Tu Jian Nan was almost scared witless.

How could Yu Zhao turn so ruthless without warning?

The Three Heroes of the Shao Family were equally shocked by Yu Zhao’s actions. The trio ford a triangular defense, watching her warily.

Yu Zhao subtly signaled Ji Han Zhou.

Ji Han Zhou imdiately understood and exclaid sorrowfully, “Sister Yu, how could you do this? You’ve let down!”

Long Fei Fei chid in dramatically, “Exactly! How could you attack a monk?”

Yu Zhao sneered coldly. “Only one can survive. I had to strike first.”

With that, she slamd her palm onto the ground.

Thick vines burst upward, filling the spacious hall. The room was soon shrouded in their entwined branches, leaving only muffled sounds of intense fighting and curses.

After what seed like an eternity, the noise subsided. The vines retracted, revealing a chaotic scene.

Bodies were strewn across the floor, bloodied and lifeless.

Yu Zhao, however, was the last one standing. Supporting herself with one hand, she knelt on one knee, battered yet with eyes burning fiercely.

“Senior Xuan Yuan, I’ve won,” she declared with difficulty.

“Hahaha! Excellent, excellent!”

Suddenly, wild laughter echoed throughout the hall.

Though the voice resembled Xuan Yuan’s, it carried a sinister arrogance this ti.

Yu Zhao’s expression shifted sharply, but inwardly, she sneered.

The fox’s tail had slipped too quickly.

She had overestimated him.

Suppressing her disdain, she continued her act.

“You… you’re not Xuan Yuan! Who are you?” she demanded.

“Not only are you ruthless, but you’re quick-witted too. Alas, you won’t escape the cage I’ve prepared for you all!”

As if eager for the curtain to fall, the shadowy figure finally revealed himself.

He looked down on Yu Zhao from above, his face brimming with triumph. “Surprised? The War God Xuan Yuan’s inheritance was a farce all along.”

Yu Zhao raised her gaze to et his, uttering each word with clarity: “You’re Ancestor Gan Lin, aren’t you?”

For a mont, Ancestor Gan Lin was stunned.

He hadn’t expected Yu Zhao to identify him so quickly.

With a smug nod, he admitted, “Indeed, I am Ancestor Gan Lin. From the mont you entered the Desert of Lost Souls, every move you made was under my control.”

Yu Zhao showed no surprise.

She had grown suspicious of Ancestor Gan Lin ever since hearing about him from the young female cultivator.

After all, what Nascent Soul Ancestor would idly wander into the Desert of Lost Souls out of kindness?

An extraordinary act always hid an extraordinary secret.

She just hadn’t expected him to appear in this manner.

“The missing Shao family mbers—did you kill them?” Yu Zhao asked, though her tone left no room for doubt.

Ancestor Gan Lin readily admitted, “Indeed. I lured them here the sa way, forcing them to slaughter each other. At their mont of triumph, I crushed their hope and killed them.”

“They were far inferior to you. I had to use countless tricks to deceive them into this hall. Unlike you, who found the way on your own.”

His words carried a hint of admiration for Yu Zhao and her companions.

Yu Zhao found it laughable.

What he truly ant was that no matter how capable they were, they’d still fallen into his trap. He was the true mastermind, unparalleled in intelligence.

“This place…”

Yu Zhao began to question him, but Ancestor Gan Lin’s expression darkened as he interrupted her sharply.

“You’re not one for idle chatter. What are you scheming now?”

Among everyone, Ancestor Gan Lin was most wary of Yu Zhao.

Despite her youth, she was astute, composed, and resourceful—the backbone of her team.

If not for luring her into the triangular structure, Ancestor Gan Lin wouldn’t have dared confront her openly.

Now, sensing her unusual behavior, his dormant vigilance flared again.

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