Eternal life begins with saving my clan

This was not just them being cowardice; it was an instinct they had all cultivated through hundreds of battles. They may be greedy and control the lives of those weaker than them as if they were nothing.

That didn't change the fact each of them was once a weak mortal and had to fight their way up to their current level.

Therefore, they were all battle veterans.

Stepping into the Cao clan was like stepping into another territory entirely. They entered the lion's den and any step, they would be torn to pieces.

Shock and fear etched on their faces. How could such a person exist under their nose without them knowing?

Who was it and where did they come from?

Various myriads of questions rushed into their minds but that didn't stop the beads of sweat dripping from the corner of their heads.

Their weapons trembling in their hands, they held their breath, suffocating them inside-out. They came to slaughter the Cao clan but met a powerful expert.

They had the thought to escape with their best movement skill but were too scared not to invoke the wrath of the person in the darkness.

What should they do?

Never in their wildest imagination did they think they would find themselves in such a precarious situation from one of the weakest clans in the inner city.

But here they were.

After waiting for a couple of minutes without any actual movement from the so-called powerful expert standing in the dark, the leader of the Crimson Jade Pavilion was furious and couldn't wait any longer.

"What is the meaning of us standing like fools when we don't even see the person? If they are going to kill us, they would have done it if they had the power," she said in a low voice.

"I can't wait here forever. I'm gone," she said confidently.

She was confident in her movement skills. If she claimed to be the second-fastest person in the city, no one dared claim to be the first. This was the source of her courage.

She turned and tried to use her movement, only for a terrifying phantom sword to appear right behind her.

Bang!

The sword cleaved her left arm down to her back.

Ahhhhhh!

Her aged voice resounded throughout the mansion, filled with agony. She fell to the ground, blood gushing out from the deep cut on her back.

Her old, fragile bones on her back could be seen. Even some bones had cracks, on the brink of being broken to pieces.

She writhed in anguish, wailing on the ground. She was a half-step Core Refining realm expert. Furthermore, she never expected she would fall today.

The patriarch saw what happened and sucked in a cold breath. Their legs trembling, their hearts pounding heavily against their chest. Their eyes rolled in their sockets.

The air got heavier that they were even scared to breathe it in. The quiet Cao mansion was a stark reminder that they were being watched.

And this does not bode well for them.

They could feel the claw of death right on their head and it was only waiting for them to make a slight movement. Then, it would harvest their pathetic lives.

It was at this moment they realized how weak they were. Previously, they were clouded by their little power, thinking nothing could shake their hearts.

They were the rulers of the city; they decided the fate of millions of people. Even the city lord had to bow to their needs if needed be.

But all that was useless right now. In front of their enemy, they were weak like ants.

Even though no one likes being called ants, the presence of insurmountable existence made them nothing but ants.

In the presence of absolute strength, schemes and plans were all useless. Totally useless. The three patriarchs held their breath and vowed in their minds never to take an inch from their spot.

As long as they could preserve their lives, they won't hesitate to become guard dogs for the Cao clan door.

In a private courtyard, Su Yen watched everything with a calm expression. Since the moment they arrived in front of the clan, he had been keeping an eye on them.

Bored with nothing else to do, he wanted to use them as practicing targets for his new sword skills. But who would have expected the three old men were more scared of death than a toddler.

"Since you won't make a move. Then, I will make a move," he muttered, and a smile crept up his face.

Outside, the wailing of the old woman had stopped but she didn't dare make a move. She lay on the ground with regret on her face. She knew her reign in the city was just over.

She might have previously been a half-step Core Refining realm cultivator, but with the last attack that gave her a deep injury, her cultivation dropped to the Peak of Foundation Building realm stage 7.

While she was lost in thought, the surrounding air trembled slightly.

"Decide, which part of your body will you use to atone for your sin?" A voice echoed in their ears.

"You have three seconds to decide before I kill you."

Huh!

The three patriarchs stunned for a second, but when they heard the other part of his statement, fear, and panic rushed their faces.

Which part should they use?

Can they sit down and talk this through like normal gentlemen?

If they want money, they are willing to give them all their money.

Various thoughts ran in their minds in that split of seconds, but couldn't decide which part of their bodies they would use as a sacrifice.

As they were trying to decide which body to use, the terrifying phantom sword appeared out of thin air, ready to decide for them.

"My right arm!"

"My back!"

"My left leg!"

They screamed in panic.

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