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"Bear, how is it, has Yu Hua returned?"

In a certain residence in the County, Wang Cang's face was grim.

He had sent his second disciple out on an errand, but the disciple had simply vanished without a trace.

He thought it was because the damn boy couldn't complete the task and didn't dare to come back to see him.

After all, his second disciple always liked to take shortcuts in his work, always scheming.

But now, he had a bad feeling.

"No news of the junior brother, not even the members of the small faction he had subjugated have returned, but the people who went out to search brought back this."

The first disciple, a burly man, also wore an ugly expression at this moment.

He produced a slender piece of jade.

"What is this?"

Wang Cang did not quite understand why his first disciple had brought out this piece of jade.

"This piece of white jade, known as corundum, is unique to the Northern Border. It is produced near our Tian Cang Sect. The fan bone of the Jade Fan that the second disciple usually carries is made of this corundum."

"Moreover, there were numerous bloodstains found around the area where this piece of the fan bone was discovered."

"Also, several miles away, our people found a large pit containing some remains that had not been completely burnt to ashes."

The burly disciple explained.

"What are you saying?" Wang Cang's heart sank suddenly.

"I suspect that the junior brother has met with an accident, and it's likely that the small faction he took with him also did not survive," the burly disciple speculated.

Actually, from the information brought back by those who were sent out,

he felt this guess was very close to the truth.

Otherwise, not even if he had the audacity, would he dare to stay away so long without reporting back.

"Good, very good!" Wang Cang's face was dark, his body quivering with rage, "Who exactly is it, to have such a grudge against me, Wang Cang! To kill several of my disciples, do they really take me for someone they can mold as they wish!"

Feeling the terrifying evil Qi radiating from the master, the burly disciple's heart also chilled.

He knew the master was truly enraged.

"Master, what should we do now? The Wei Family has been stubbornly resistant and refuses to surrender. Meanwhile, there's this mysterious force watching us covetously. Shall we continue to drag this out?"

In fact, the burly disciple felt stifled as well.

Their Tian Cang Sect had a loud reputation in the Northern Border; anyone who heard their name would fear them by three parts and dare not be enemies.

Yet, in this remote little place, they had been repeatedly thwarted. Several junior brothers had died in unclear circumstances, and they didn't even know who the murderer was.

Such a huge loss had never been suffered by their Tian Cang Sect before!

"What's there to drag out? If we continue dragging this out, I'm afraid that one day, even you might fall," Wang Cang spoke with an icy tone.

"Since someone is breaking the rules, wanting to reap the benefits of a fisherman, then don't blame me for flipping the table!"

"Bear, prepare the troops immediately, we're attacking the Wei Mansion. Today, I want to completely level the Wei Mansion!"

"But Master, without the second and third disciple now, we lack sufficient combat power from the Internal Organ Realm, and probably aren't strong enough to break through the Wei Family's Silver Moon Battle Formation," the burly disciple said anxiously.

"It doesn't matter; I will lend a hand when necessary. That Silver Moon Battle Formation is nothing to fear," Wang Cang said coldly.

"Master, if you make a move, what about the sacred prohibition from the Holy Mountain…" The burly disciple gasped with shock.

If it was anywhere else, they might have been able to kill others and destroy evidence, to leave no proof.

But this was the County, with the County Lord Mansion present; clearly, they would not be able to escape the observation of everyone.

"Now that it has come to this, do you still think we should retreat? What of the sacred prohibition, at worst after this matter I will go to the Holy Mountain and imprison myself for ten years. Stop wasting words and immediately do as I say!"

Wang Cang had to obtain the treasure of the Wei Family.

As long as he could obtain that treasure, even being imprisoned for ten years would be worth it to him.

The burly Great Han, hearing his master's words, knew his mind was made up, and it would be difficult to dissuade him.

"I must obey," the disciple said, "Yes, Master, I will prepare now."

After the senior disciple left, Wang Cangyi looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with resolute determination.

"No matter who you are, if you think you can take advantage of me, Wang Cangyi, we'll have to see if you have the skill!"

"Brother Wang, have you truly decided?"

At this moment, a voice sounded. An old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion walked out from within.

Clearly, he had heard the conversation between Wang Cangyi and his disciple.

"Yes, I ask for Brother Zhao's assistance."

Wang Cangyi seemed not at all surprised by the presence of the red-faced elder, instead, he sincerely requested his help.

"So be it," the red-faced elder sighed. "Although I do not approve of your behavior of killing for treasure, I owe you my life after all. This time, let's say I'm repaying you with my life."

"Brother Zhao, you're too serious. Inside the Wei Family, only Family Head Wei Xinghe has achieved the perfection of the Inner Organs Realm. With your help and my son's, defeating him will be as easy as lifting a hand."

The red-faced elder shook his head, saying nothing more.

If it were that easy, Wang Cangyi wouldn't have delayed for so long.

He could have attacked the Wei Family directly upon his arrival.

Evidently, the Wei Family's reliance was not so simple.

The burly disciple was highly efficient. Soon, a large group of martial artists gathered in the courtyard of the residence.

"Master, everyone has been assembled," the burly disciple reported.

"Good," Wang Cangyi murmured, and then turned to the red-faced elder, "Brother Zhao, I'm in your debt."

Before long, a large number of martial artists set out from the residence, pressing towards the Wei Mansion.

Such a commotion naturally could not escape the notice of the attentive in the city.

At the County Lord Mansion, the middle-aged man with phoenix eyes, upon hearing his subordinate's report, felt a shiver in his heart: "So, it's finally happening?" Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire

In recent days, the County had been very quiet, so quiet that he almost believed the mastermind behind the scenes had given up.

"Quickly, summon Zhi Rui!"

"Lord County Master, Lord Zhi Rui is not in his room."

Hearing Zhi Rui was not there, the man with phoenix eyes felt his heart sink, knowing that this time, it was going to be for real.

His figure flashed, and he vanished from the courtyard, rushing towards the exterior of the mansion.

At that moment, dozens of martial artists had already assembled outside the Wei Mansion.

"Wei Xinghe, I'm giving you one last chance. Will you surrender or not?"

The burly Great Han stood at the forefront, his booming voice demanded.

"Ha ha ha! I've already answered that question long ago. The Wei Family has those who die in battle, not those who surrender!"

Wei Xinghe's voice came from within the mansion.

"Fine, since you're so stubbornly resistant, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

The burly Great Han had anticipated this response.

He appeared solemn, lifting his hand high, then swinging it down.

"Kill! Leave no one alive in the Wei Family!"

"Yes!"

As soon as his voice fell, several burly men, wielding heavy Meteor Hammers, stepped forward.

They swung their Meteor Hammers swiftly, gathering all their strength before violently throwing them forward.

The target was the stately and solemn vermilion gate of the Wei Mansion.

Boom!

With the powerful impact, the gate of the Wei Mansion came crashing down.