Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 563: The Imperial Star Descends upon the Huo Family, The Destiny of Ziwei’s Mortal Descent

Chapter 563: Chapter 563: The Imperial Star Descends upon the Huo Family, The Destiny of Ziwei’s Mortal Descent

Master Wu stood up and lunged at Li Manning.

Caught off guard, Li Manning was knocked to the ground.

Her facial features were still twisted, a menacing sight.

Yet, Master Wu didn’t relent.

"Damn woman, it’s your fault! I’m going to finish you right now."

He rudely tugged at the ragged clothing of Li Manning’s puppet body.

Ling Xuzi turned a blind eye to this, moving instead towards the utterly dejected Nangong Yunlong.

The arrival of Huo’s hidden guards and Ling Xuzi made it clear to him that the situation was beyond his control.

Ling Xuzi stood before him, "Mr Nangong, it’s time to accept your fate."

"Accept my fate?"

Nangong Yunlong’s eyes flashed with arrogance, "If I were to acquiesce, it would only lead to my death!"

To accept his fate was to invite death.

How could he willingly accept death?

An indifferent expression crossed Ling Xuzi’s face as if this slight movement captured his sentiments.

He calmly said, "Five years ago, I had advised Mr Nangong to back down while there was still time, maybe the Nangong Family would still have had a chance."

Nangong Yunlong certainly remembered.

Five years ago, he had tried to win Ling Xuzi over.

But he had instead been given a serious lecture.

If it weren’t for the significant role that the Spiritual Mountain Gate played in this continental territory, he would have disposed of Ling Xuzi long ago.

Ling Xuzi glanced at the ferocity on Nangong Yunlong’s face.

He coldly noted, "The days of the Nangong family are numbered."

Nangong Yunlong’s face turned ashen, he sternly rebutted, "Until the very end, nothing is certain."

He was still alive, couldn’t the mighty Nangong Aristocratic Family decline just as quickly as it rose?

Ling Xuzi pointed at the sky outside the window.

"Look, beside Ziwei Star, the dimming starfield that is nearly invisible, represents the fate of the Nangong Family.

For these five years, it has been revolving around Ziwei Star, its brightness diminishing with each move, turning dark and turbid. Now, it is like a funnel, having exhausted all of its energy, extinction is inevitable."

Ling Xuzi averted his gaze from the sky and looked at Nangong Yunlong standing beside him.

"Mr. Nangong, within ten days, there will no longer be the Nangong Aristocratic Family in Capital City, a new starfield will replace it."

Nangong Yunlong cursed, "Bullshit! I don’t believe in any of that."

Although he professed disbelief, his eyes reflected a sense of debilitating fear and desperation.

In five years, the Nangong Family had reached their current standing by investing a great deal of effort.

And now, just to see it all disappear, how could he accept that!

"The Ziwei Star is the Imperial Star encircled by many stars, its descent blesses the Huo Family, naturally bestowing authority, whether it be over a family or a kingdom.

Mr. Nangong, what resources do you have to compete with the Huo Family? This is the price you pay for fighting a battle you cannot win."

Ling Xuzi’s eyes were fixed coldly on Nangong Yunlong.

His deeply meaningful gaze sparked a glimmer of hope in Nangong Yunlong.

He took a couple of steps forward, pleading, "Master, does the Nangong family still stand a chance?"

Ling Xuzi flicked the dust off his robe, indifferently replied, "Yes and no."

Nangong Yunlong frowned, "What do you mean?"

Ling Xuzi lightly adjusted his robe sleeve, and casually said, "The Nangong family has a descendant outside."

"Achang has a child?!"

Nangong Yunlong was so shocked his voice changed.

He only had one heir, Nangong Chang, who had no child in all these years.

Could it be that his son fathered a child outside with a woman?

Nangong Yunlong hurriedly asked, "Master, do you mean, that child is the hope for the Nangong family?"

Ling Xuzi looked at him with sympathy, "After a hundred years, there is hope for a resurgence."

The excitement drained from Nangong Yunlong’s face as he began to laugh hysterically, "A hundred years, hahaha..."

His face filled with mockery, his body reeked of despair, "After a hundred years, I would have long turned into dust, why should I bother about the disputes among the nobility?"

"Even if the Nangong family emerges victoriously from their match against the Huo family, could Nangong stand strong forever in ten, thirty, or even fifty years’ time?

With the Huo Family being backed by the Imperial Star and influential figures, even if the Nangong family rises to power, it would be nowhere near the influence the Huo’s hold as world leaders.

Mr. Nangong, I’m telling you all this as a way to repay a favor that the Nangong family once gave to my own master."

With his words said, Ling Xuzi turned and left, his silhouette resolute.

Inside the golden shield.

Wu Daozhang and Li Manning began to fight fiercely.

Li Manning could not escape and was suppressed by the opponent.

Her puppet body was not cloaked and was brutally humiliated by Wu Daozhang.

As he was about to breach her last line of defense, her eyes turned bloodshot and crazed.

She intended to die together with this murderer.

Perhaps triggered by the madness emanating from her, Ling Xuzi stopped in his tracks.

He frowned as his gaze intensely fixated on Wu Daozhang.

The moment the latter was about to make a distasteful revelation, he swiftly made a casting gesture.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

Wu Daozhang, in immense pain, let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The dreadful outcry resonated throughout the room.

Li Manning seized the moment to free herself and her puppet body materialized clothing.

Her fingers, painted with red nails, began to elongate rapidly.

The scalpel-sharp nails made a beeline for Wu Daozhang’s heart.

She ruthlessly ripped out a sickeningly dark, grotesque heart.

Still not satisfied, her bloodstained nails slowly drove into Wu Daozhang’s tainted eyes.

These eyes have seen what they shouldn’t, and now she needed to annihilate them.

"Aaaaah!!!!"

"Damn bitch, get off! Go away!!!!"

Puppets too, are afraid of pain. Wu Daozhang writhed on the ground in agony.

But Li Manning was nowhere near stopping.

Now she was his puppeteer, and his life was in her hands.

Recalling the torment her son went through at the hands of this puppet in his lifetime, she wished to flay Wu Daozhang.

And that’s exactly what she did.

Nails upon his head, Li Manning gently started peeling back his skin.

Black tainted blood oozed onto the ground.

The scene was utterly gory, cruel, an eyesore.

Unable to bear further, Ling Xuzi admonished, "Show mercy when you can, for all your actions today will demand retribution in the Netherworld."

Though Li Manning was an evil puppet, she possessed something familiar.

From her, Ling Xuzi sensed the distinct aura that belonged to Madame Huo.

Concluded he, this puppet woman must be somehow related to Third Master Huo’s wife.

Li Manning paid no heed, both her hands mercilessly pulling at Wu Daozhang’s scalp.

Each time she exerted force, foul black fluid ran down Wu Daozhang’s scalp like a stream, staining the ground.

Seeing that Li Manning remained unpersuadable, Ling Xuzi sighed deeply and made a casting gesture.

An invisible white light radiated from his hand.

Inside the golden light circle, Li Manning was forced to separate from Wu Daozhang

Suddenly repelled, blood lined her hands and she was in a desolate state.

The exhilaration of imminent revenge had blinded her senses, left her consumed by vengeance.

Her bloodshot eyes radiating madness, Li Manning stood up and lunged at Wu Daozhang again.

The puppet body bounced off an invisible barrier, and was thrown back.

Within this brief span, Wu Daozhang had already regained his original state.

The scalp that was ripped away on his head healed at an exceptional speed.

The tainted eyes gouged out by Li Manning’s scalpel-like nails were now intact.

Even the grotesque appendage severed by Ling Xuzi, had somehow magically reattached itself.

Wu Daozhang’s hideous face had regained its puppet-like ashen color.

The look he shot at Li Manning was even more terrifying and savage than hers.

Even as a puppet, save for the Underworld Envoys realm, Wu Daozhang had never endured such injuries before.

As Li Manning charged at him again, Wu Daozhang was ready to move.

The mutual hatred between the two puppets had reached a maniacal level.

They both wanted to kill each other.

Ling Xuzi’s golden light shield was far from harmless.

It was not something they could break in a short time.

The two puppets were both repelled by the central shield.