Huang Ji and Du Huang rushed over and saw Zhuge Yong severely injured, their expressions changed drastically.

"Who dares to intrude into the Zhuge Mansion?"

"Let go of our young master immediately, or this will be your burial ground!"

Zhuge Mingyue's eyes turned cold as he commanded, "Kill them!"

Tongshan and Bai Shuang, following the command from their master, unleashed their magical treasures and directly engaged Huang Ji and Du Huang in battle.

Tongshan, a Body Refining cultivator, had a body as impenetrable as a bronze wall. Although his cultivation was weaker than Huang Ji's, his combat power was in no way inferior.

Bai Shuang, though lacking a body as formidable as Tongshan's, had a very strange cultivation technique that could kill invisibly, making it very hard to defend against.

In the midst of the fierce battle, a voice like muffled thunder boomed from the pavilion.

Soon after, a shadowy old man with an iron cane landed like lightning in front of Zhuge Mingyue.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Huang Ji, Du Huang, and the other Zhuge family members were overjoyed.

"Uncle Ge has come out!"

Zhuge Yong, who was lying on the ground in pain and moaning, was overjoyed to tears.

"Uncle Ge, please save me, save me!"

The man called Uncle Ge was named Ge Ye, a sworn brother of the current Zhuge family head, Zhuge Leiting.

Years ago, he was severely injured by enemies while saving Zhuge Leiting. Though he narrowly survived, he lost a leg and his cultivation was greatly diminished.

However, even with these limitations, he could still hold his own against Huang Ji and Du Huang. Moreover, with centuries of battle experience, he could take on even Quasi-Nascent Soul experts.

Feeling indebted for saving his life, Zhuge Leiting appointed him to guard the Zhuge family's villa in Tianyuan City.

Even with a missing leg, Ge Ye dutifully managed the tasks entrusted to him by Zhuge Leiting, never letting anything slip through the cracks for decades.

No one expected someone bold enough to dare intrude into the Zhuge Mansion.

Ge Ye glanced at Zhuge Yong, who lay in a pool of blood moaning in pain, and his heart sank.

Zhuge Yong's Dantian was destroyed, causing irreversible damage to his foundation. Even if he survived by chance, he would be reduced to a cripple.

At that moment, Ge Ye's gaunt face twitched violently, and his narrowed eyes were filled with flames of fury.

"Who are you, to plot against the Zhuge family?"

"Uncle Ge, he's Little Eleven!"

Before Zhuge Mingyue could respond, Zhuge Yong quickly interjected.

"Little Eleven?"

Ge Ye was somewhat perplexed, unable to immediately figure out who this so-called Little Eleven was.

However, when his gaze met Zhuge Mingyue's in mid-air, a realization hit him, and his face changed drastically.

"You, you're the little boy thrown into the Soul-locking Well?"

Zhuge Mingyue, overwhelmed with rage, laughed bitterly and responded chillingly, "Yes, surprised? I am still alive!"

"Now, I've returned for revenge against all of you. I will tear everyone in the Zhuge family into a thousand pieces and consume your flesh and blood so you all taste the hellish torment too!"

Enraged, he smashed his cane down towards Zhuge Yong's head, unable to vent his inner hatred.

"Ah, no..."

Zhuge Yong screamed in despair for the last time in his life.

"Crack!"

With crushing force, the cane smashed into Zhuge Yong's head like a watermelon, obliterating it at once. Red and white splattered everywhere, nauseating onlookers.

Seeing Zhuge Mingyue daring to kill Zhuge Yong in front of him, Ge Ye was instantly consumed by rage.

"You fratricidal traitor, today, I'll clean house for the Zhuge family and your father!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his iron cane and swung it forcefully at Zhuge Mingyue.

Zhuge Mingyue was unyielding, releasing a plume of white mist from his wheelchair, confronting Ge Ye.

"Chen, who do you think is more likely to win?"

Lian Hongshang, seeing the fierce and intense battle below, turned to Li Chen.

Li Chen, watching the battle below for a while, replied, "The battle is still uncertain, but the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for Zhuge Mingyue's side."

"Should we help them?"

After overhearing Zhuge Mingyue's tragic background, Lian Hongshang felt a great deal of sympathy for him.

Li Chen thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Their affairs are for them to resolve; we don't need to get involved in this mess!"

With that, he directed his gaze towards the layers of pavilions in the distance.

"Since we're in a mountain of treasures, we can't leave empty-handed. Let's go take a look inside!"

Lian Hongshang rolled her eyes playfully and said, "A thief is a thief, why put it so elegantly?"

As the Zhuge family's experts were all drawn to Zhuge Mingyue's battle, the defenses inside were very weak.

Li Chen and Lian Hongshang entered unchallenged, effortlessly locating a pavilion filled with rare treasures.

Since it was a treasure trove, many experts guarded the outside.

Li Chen released his awareness, carefully examining the area before telepathically communicating with Lian Hongshang.

"There are six people total, two Golden Core Experts and four Foundation Establishment cultivators."

He pointed at the two Golden Core cultivators and said, "I'll handle those two; the remaining four are all yours. Any issues?"

Lian Hongshang shook her head, indicating she had no issues.

...

"What do you think is happening up ahead?"

One cultivator pointed at the flickering lights in the distance and asked his companion.

"Maybe some petty thieves tried to steal from our Zhuge family's treasure, and got caught?"

One cultivator ventured a guess.

Before he finished, someone picked up the thread with cold, mocking sarcasm.

"Ha! These thieves are quite bold, thinking they can steal from our Zhuge family's villa, truly reckless!"

A Golden Core cultivator saw his subordinates chatting and sternly reprimanded them.

"Stay alert! If anything happens to this Treasure Tower, you'll lose your heads!"

"Commander, with Elder Ge Ye himself involved, it's sure to be a breeze!"

Someone spoke without a care, daring to retort.

Another Golden Core cultivator chuckled and said loudly, "Old Jin, you're being overly cautious. Trust me, if those thieves dare come, I'll chop off their heads with one swing!"

"Swish!"

Before he could finish, a gust of wind suddenly rose, swirling red leaves.

Immediately, a sharp sword shadow cut through the air, trailing arcs of dazzling firelight...

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