Chapter 133: Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Old Dog, Die

Every gaze around Ye Youran carried warmth and joy, easing her tension.

Especially when she saw Ye Wushang and Ye Xinqing, her heart finally settled.

Yue Rushuang approached, eyes full of sorrow. “Child, you’ve suffered.”

“You are Aunt Yue Rushuang no, Mother!”

She remembered Mu Xiyao’s teachings: how to address Yue Rushuang when they met.

Hearing this, Yue Rushuang could no longer hold back. She embraced her, weeping.

From her clothes and wary eyes, it was clear this child had never known comfort. Compared to the Ye Clan’s children, her hardships were unbearable.

Held in Yue Rushuang’s arms, Youran stiffened briefly, then relaxed, hugging her back.

Ye Wushang stepped forward. “Youran, stay here. Your mother will care for you. I must go to the Xuan Heavy Mountains. Soon, you’ll reunite with your mother and master.”

Youran lifted her head. “Father, let me come!”

He shook his head. “The Tianluo Daozhou is vast. Each domain has many places like the Xuan Heavy Mountains. That’s why I couldn’t find you before. Now that I know, you need not go.”

And I will unleash slaughter. I cannot let my daughter see that side of me.

Yue Rushuang added softly: “Yes, child. Trust your father. If you go, he’ll be distracted protecting you.”

Youran, though reluctant, nodded. She knew her mother was in danger.

Ye Wushang, equally reluctant, turned and tore through the skies.

“Don’t worry. This is your home now. Come, let me introduce your aunts and siblings.”

Ye Zilan stepped forward first, gifting dozens of bottles of supreme-grade pills.

“Supreme Purple-Gold Embracing Pills!”

Youran gasped. These are priceless thousands of top-grade spirit stones per bottle!

Her elder brother was generous beyond belief.

“Take them. Use them. When you run out, come to me. I have plenty.”

The other siblings followed suit, showering her with divine weapons, royal-grade herbs, and treasures. In moments, she was a little empress of wealth.

Youran felt as if she were dreaming, her heart sweet as honey.

So this is family warmth, comfort, belonging.

Meanwhile, Ye Wushang left the clan. His killing intent erupted uncontrollably.

Thousands of peaks collapsed under his fury.

“What madness is this?”

“Who provoked him? I’ve never seen him so enraged!”

“His aura even Deification experts would falter!”

“We must move our clans before his wrath consumes us!”

Nearby powers panicked, considering migration.

Ye Wushang ignored them.

He tore through domains, reaching the edge of Tianluo Daozhou the entrance to the Xuan Heavy Mountains.

The oppressive weight of its rules pressed down. He shrugged it off with a surge of power.

“Stop! This is Nalan territory. Pay ten thousand supreme spirit stones to enter. No exceptions!”

A roar came. An Emperor, flanked by Kings, blocked his path.

Ye Wushang’s lips curled. “Nalan Clan.”

The Emperor moved too slowly. Before he could strike, his head was severed, his body collapsing.

The Kings exploded under Ye Wushang’s aura, blood mist staining the air.

Ye Wushang stormed into the Nalan stronghold.

In breaths, every Nalan clansman was slain. His Eye of Destiny distinguished them from innocents none escaped.

Witnesses were horrified.

“Such power I didn’t even see him move!”

“He only killed Nalan clansmen. The hatred must be deep.”

“Wait, I know. The Invincible King no, the Invincible Emperor Ye Wushang! The one who slew demon emperors while still a King!”

“He’s Emperor now and slays equals like ants!”

At the Nalan estate, festivities filled the air.

The Nalan Patriarch, Nalan Wuxiang, a Deification expert, was celebrating—taking concubines.

Other Deification elders laughed with him.

“Congratulations, Nalan brother! A second spring!”

“Two concubines at once master and disciple. Enviable!”

“I’ve seen their beauty beyond comparison.”

“And her daughter too, pity she escaped. Imagine mother and daughter together!”

Nalan Wuxiang laughed. “Her mother is here. She will return. Then, three generations in one bed—I’ll savor it!”

The elders chuckled, lewd and vile.

A crushing aura descended. Buildings exploded.

Ye Wushang’s voice thundered across heaven and earth, cold and merciless: