When he returned home, Chu Ningshuang made a whole table of good dishes and rarely opened two jars of good wine.

Chu Yunlong exhaled for fourteen years and drank happily, and was drunk.

Chu Tian was happy for his father and took a few drinks, but he didn't drink any greed.

Because... he still has something to do.

When his parents fell asleep, Chu Tian took out a pure black dress from the closet and then put a black scarf on his face.

The reason he dressed up was because he was going to kill someone.

Kill Chu Xingping!

Today, his father slapped Chu Xingping half to death with one palm, but he did not kill him in the end.

As the thirteenth elder of the Chu family, Chu Yunlong must abide by the clan rules even if he is angry. If he wants to kill the third steward of the family, he must obtain the consent of the clan leader or ancestor.

Perhaps Chu Yunlong believes that the punishment for Chu Xingping was enough to seriously injured, but in Chu Tian’s view, it was far from enough.

His father was poisoned and assassinated, and he was chased by bandits from the Six Elders in the mountains.

These two things are all warning Chu Tian that only by killing the enemy will it be safe!

When he fought with Chu Xingping today, he had already shown murderous intentions. Chu Tian didn't want to wait until his injury healed before looking for his own troubles.

Chu Xingping lives in his own mansion, and there are patrol guards in the house.

But for Chu Tian, ​​this is not a difficult task. Over the years, he has long figured out the patrol rules of the guards. With the help of light amulets, he can quickly avoid the guards' sight.

There was constant pain in Chu Xingping's house.

Chu Hun was applying medicine to his seriously injured father, and Chu Xingping's face turned pale, like a piece of white paper.

His whole body was trembling, not because the medicine was too painful, but because of the fear in his heart.

Whenever he thinks of Chu Yunlong's palm, his soul will tremble.

If it weren't for the identity of the third steward of the Chu family, Chu Yunlong, a powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm, could have taken his life at any time!

Thinking about Chu Yunlong's rise in the future, whether he can be preserved as the third steward of the Chu family can be preserved.

Once this identity is gone... Chu Xingping dared not continue to imagine it.

He vented his anger on his son who was applying medicine to him and slapped Chu Hun away with a slap.

"It's all you little bastard. Who can you provoke? You have to provoke Chu Tian. After he takes office, we will have no good life!"

Chu Hun was dizzy by his father's thrust, and he didn't dare to come forward to ask for a beating again. He hurriedly said.

"Father, I'll go change the dressing."

Then he ran away in a flash.

Chu Xingping still cursed.

"If Chu Yunlong doesn't let me have a good life, I will make his son have a bad life! I can't beat the powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm. A little bastard with the second level of body tempering can even be killed with just reaching out!"

At this time, he heard the door open with a snap, and the cold night wind blew into the room.

"Damn it, don't you even know if the little bastard is closing the door when he goes out?"

Chu Xingping got out of bed and was about to close the door. When he looked up, he found that the door had been closed.

But there was a masked man in black in the house.

He said vigilantly.

"Who are you? How did you come in!"

The person coming was Chu Tian. He didn't talk nonsense to Chu Xingping at all, and rushed to the other side in one step.

A punch was blown out!

"Demon Fist!"

The position of Chu Tian’s punch was exactly where Chu Yunlong’s palm fell during the day.

Bang!

Chu Xingping flew backwards back to the bed and spewed out a large mouthful of blood.

He was seriously injured, but now he was even more injured, and he didn't even have the strength to shout for help.

At this moment, he had recognized the martial arts used by the assassin.

"It's you..."

Chu Tian said coldly.

"Aren't you able to kill me with your hands? Don't bother you to find me, I'm here!"

He took a big step forward and smashed his second punch out again!

Bang!

Chu Xingping's back pressed against the wall behind the bed, and a shallow pit was smashed.

He spurted out another mouthful of blood and was in a state of dying.

When people are dying, they will look back. Chu Xingping will gather spiritual energy madly and will fight back before his death.

He grabbed Chu Tian's arm, making Chu Tian unable to move.

Chu Tian frowned. The physical strength of a warrior at the sixth level of body tempering was far beyond his imagination. Two demon fists failed to kill Chu Xingping, who was already seriously injured.

Chu Xingping opened his mouth full of blood, roaring in a mad and hoarse voice.

"I'm going to take you to die together!"

He does have this ability, but Chu Tian will not give him this opportunity.

Chu Tian entered the house and closed the door. In addition to not wanting to let the noise in the house spread, there is another more important reason.

He wants to summon the martial soul of the Heaven-Swallowing Dragon!

Chu Tian injected spiritual energy into the Heavenly Palace, and the Heavenly Swallowing Dragon in the Heavenly Palace was sensed and rushed out of Chu Tian's body.

Of course, in order not to be discovered, Chu Tian used his mind in time to stop the urge to roar the sky-swallowing dragon.

As soon as the Heaven-Swallowing Dragon appeared, Chu Xingping was immediately suppressed by the dragon's power, and his spiritual energy could no longer be condensed.

This is the pressure from the martial soul level. Chu Xingping was unable to struggle even if he was not injured.

Chu Xingping looked at the martial soul summoned by Chu Tian, ​​opened his eyes wide and looked terrified.

His eyelids were shaking violently because of fear.

Chu Xingping said in disbelief.

"Dragon...Dragon Soul!"

He felt desperate.

"So, it turns out that your awakening of the Dragon Soul is not a rumor, it is true!

How did you fool the Tianpu?!"

Chu Tian's tone was calm.

"I said today that there are so many things you can't understand."

He did not give Chu Xingping the opportunity to call for help, and with a thought, the swallowing divine dragon stretched out its five-toed dragon claws and stabbed into Chu Xingping's chest.

The dragon claws directly crushed Chu Xingping's Heavenly Palace and pulled out his martial soul.

It is a pangolin-shaped monster.

Chu Tian immediately recognized it. This was the third-grade martial soul of the yellow-level martial arts, the Iron-backed Mountain Armor.

"The iron-backed mountain armored martial soul can enhance the warrior's defense. No wonder Chu Xingping was seriously injured and killed by me with two punches."

The Heaven-Swallowing Dragon opened its dragon's mouth and swallowed the Iron-Back Mountain Armored Martial Soul in one bite.

Chu Tian had not yet brought the Heavenly Swallowing Dragon Martial Soul into the Heavenly Palace, and the door of the house was suddenly opened.

He hurriedly turned around and saw Chu Hun standing in front of the door with a shocked look on his face, looking at his martial soul.

Chu Tian stood up in his heart. He was not going to kill Chu Hun, but since he was hit and summoned the dragon soul, he had to kill him.

Just as Chu Tian was about to take action, Chu Hun's expression froze, he fell backwards, and his body fell straight to the ground, motionless.

Chu Tian put away his martial soul and went forward to check. Chu Hun had no breath.

His face was still full of horror, and he was clearly scared to death by Chu Tian’s dragon soul!

Chu Tian shook his head, it was ridiculous

The ending.

He confirmed that there was no trace of himself left at the scene and quietly disappeared into the night.

Chu Tian returned home, took off his black clothes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and penetrated his consciousness into the Heavenly Palace.

On the way back, he had already discovered that devouring Chu Xingping's martial soul consumed much more spiritual energy than devouring the bandit leader before.

"The martial souls of the bandit leader and Chu Xingping are both Huang-level third-level. Why do spiritual energy consume differently? Is it because their realms are of different heights?"

Chu Tian understood that the bandit leader was only at the fourth level of body tempering, while Chu Xingping was at the sixth level of body tempering.

"It seems that when devouring the martial souls of the same quality, the higher the level of the warrior, the more spiritual energy I consume.

I want to devour the martial souls of warriors of the same level. The higher the quality of the martial soul, the more spiritual energy it consumes."

After understanding this, Chu Tian began to observe his heavenly palace. He was surprised to find that the martial soul of the ancestral soul, the divine tree, had new changes.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!