Chapter 439 - 308: Intending to Establish a Sect

Chapter 439: Chapter 308: Intending to Establish a Sect

The High Priest, Su Xue, didn’t say what was a pity, but everyone present understood. They couldn’t help but look at Ye Zi with sympathy, thinking that if that incident had never happened, her status would surely be even more esteemed than that of a Princess. Her life would have been blissful, and she would have had many brothers and sisters.

Ling Xiao, however, thought to himself, ’No wonder Ye Zi is so gifted. It must be genetic!’

Hearing this, Ye Zi’s hatred for what had happened to her intensified. ’If someone hadn’t told the Zhe Family about this back then, how could the Su and Ye Families have been wiped out?’ At the time of the massacre, the Su Family had a population of over six hundred. The Ye Family was an even larger clan in the Zichuan Empire, with over four thousand members, all of whom were slaughtered in a single night!

The Ye Family, after all, belonged to the Mortal World. The strongest among them was merely Su Xue’s husband, a Tier Two Demon Swordsman. Most of them had no power whatsoever—they were completely ordinary people!

Who knew what those Sword Emperors from the Zhe Family were thinking that day? Did they have any humanity left, to be able to slaughter so many ordinary people?

"Mom, did the Zhe Family only send those few Sword Emperors back then?" Ye Zi asked, her brow furrowed slightly.

A reminiscent look crossed Su Xue’s face. After a long moment, she shook her head and said, "I’m not entirely sure how many people they sent, but it definitely wasn’t a large number. After all, for something like that, they had to be cautious. They came late at night when everyone was sound asleep, and they had concealed their auras extremely well. By the time I sensed something was wrong, got dressed, and went outside, two Middle-Tier Sword Emperors immediately attacked me. They were ruthless, and their strength far surpassed mine. I was no match for them and was quickly defeated. One of them was even a sixth-tier Sword Emperor! If anyone in the Zhe Family has had any hope of breaking through to the Sword Venerable Realm in the last twenty years, it would have to be him! He was the one who destroyed my Dantian with a single palm strike! He must have thought I was dead. And why wouldn’t he? My strength at the time wasn’t even at the Sword Sect level, while he was a Sword Emperor Powerhouse at the Peak Realm. After he struck my Dantian so viciously, there was no way I could have survived. Hmph, he underestimated me! Even though my Dantian was destroyed... my Spiritual Power has never stopped growing all these years. If not for that incident, I would have become a Middle-Tier Sword Emperor long ago!"

Both Ling Xiao and Ye Zi could hear the deep-seated hatred in the High Priest’s words. It was understandable. Anyone who had suffered such a thing—their entire life destroyed, their loved ones all killed—would have their heart turn as hard and cold as steel.

The fact that Su Xue could remain rational to this day, intending only to pursue the original culprits, showed that before this tragedy, she must have been a kind and innocent girl, much like Ye Zi.

Ling Xiao couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Just then, Ye Zi shot to her feet indignantly. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Mom, if that’s the case, I have to know... who was it that betrayed our family back then! Why won’t you tell me who it was? Even if he’s our own flesh and blood! How can you still protect him when he did something so monstrous?"

Su Xue shook her head with a bitter smile. "It’s not that I’m protecting him... sigh. Forget it. It’s been so many years. I imagine that if he’s still alive, he must be living in constant torment. He was the insider because he and Zhe Shixun, the Patriarch of the Zhe Family of Seven-colored City, were sworn brothers. He let it slip unintentionally one night after he’d been drinking. Who could have known that just a few days later, both our families would be wiped out. And that man... was my own uncle. Your granduncle!"

"What... How could that be?" Ye Zi stared at her mother, dumbfounded. ’So that’s the answer,’ she thought. ’No wonder Mom was so reluctant to talk about it.’ Normally, someone would only leak such a secret for some immense personal gain, but to think it was Su Xue’s own uncle... The very term for ’uncle’ implied a man who should be like a father!

And this traitor hadn’t even done it intentionally, but by a careless mistake.

But Ye Zi had never met any of her other relatives. Her bond with her mother was one of blood and instinct. She felt no such goodwill toward some granduncle she’d never known. She sneered, "Who’s to say he didn’t do it on purpose? Is he dead?"

Su Xue shook her head. "I don’t know. But one thing is for certain: he wasn’t home when the massacre happened."

"Well, doesn’t that settle it?" Ye Zi said, a chilling expression on her face. "I can’t believe you still trust him after all this time, Mom. I refuse to believe he was so innocent in all of this! Even a child knows to keep a secret that important. How could he have been so loose-lipped?"

Faced with her daughter’s accusation, Su Xue was left speechless. In truth, the belief that her uncle had made an unintentional mistake was the result of twenty years of hypnotizing herself into believing it. Because back then, Su Xue had been closest to this uncle—even closer than she was to her own father.

Su Xue’s uncle was erudite, well-spoken, and possessed a noble, debonair bearing. He was also incredibly handsome. Judging by Su Xue’s and Ye Zi’s own appearances, it was clear that good looks ran in the Su Family.