Chapter 529: The “Evil” Xiang Shaotian

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The Night of the Massacre.

The man who had once been her gentle, idolized elder brother.

Had transformed into a demon.

And personally slaughtered their entire clan, including their parents.

Xiang Shaoling had witnessed it all, awakening her Bloodline Eyes amidst the immense pain and confusion—

“My foolish little sister!”

“Since you’ve also gained this power, let me see how far you can go!”

“I’ll let you keep those eyes for now!”

Thus, she survived, merely because she piqued Xiang Shaotian’s “interest.”

She would never forget, as she lay helpless in the blood of her parents and clan.

Watching her brother’s cold and unfeeling back as he walked away—

“Hate me, despise me!”

“Then run, flee far away, and live a miserable life in hiding—”

“One day, I’ll come to reclaim the eyes I gifted you!”

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As Xiang Shaoling softly recounted these events, her expression remained calm.

But it was merely a mask for the storm raging within.

“……”

Wang Haoran, after listening, was silent.

Bloodline Eyes, clan massacre, foolish little sister…

He couldn’t shake the feeling that this story sounded oddly familiar.

Looking at Xiang Shaoling’s small face, he tentatively asked:

“…Your brother… I mean, Xiang Shaotian… before that night, was he very kind to you? Were you two close?”

“Yes.” Xiang Shaoling didn’t react as strongly as Wang Haoran had expected.

She spoke as if recounting the story of a stranger:

“Not just to me, he was kind to everyone in the clan.”

“I know he loved everyone—”

“That’s why he killed them all.”

“To awaken his Bloodline Eyes!”

The Xiang family’s Bloodline Eyes could only awaken under intense emotional turmoil.

So Xiang Shaotian had created the conditions himself—

“He abandoned everything for power, including the people he loved!”

“That’s the kind of resolve a true strongman should have!”

She had survived only because she returned home late.

By then, Xiang Shaotian had already stopped and couldn’t be bothered to draw his sword for his “useless” little sister.

—This “fact” only deepened Xiang Shaoling’s hatred.

Wang Haoran couldn’t help but ask, “…Your Xiang family… you didn’t happen to live in a place called Konoha Town or something, did you?”

“…How do you know?”

“……”

The story was so similar, Wang Haoran suspected Xiang Shaoling had made it up!

But seeing her calm demeanor hiding “boundless hatred,” he knew questioning her would only provoke her.

“Er… Miss Xiang, my condolences.”

So Wang Haoran casually offered his sympathy.

Then, he turned to the last person.

His Grandmaster, the most “fierce” of the three women—

Lin Chaoyin.

Dressed in simple, flowing robes, she exuded a heroic and elegant aura, her mastery of silk techniques unparalleled.

But now, this once-proud heroine was bound in humiliation.

“Alright, your turn!”

“The other two have set an example, so make it quick!”

“…Fine!” Compared to the other two’s deep-seated grudges, Lin Chaoyin seemed calmer.

Under Wang Haoran’s gaze.

She began to confess honestly:

“I am Lin Chaoyin of Piao Miao Holy Land.”

“I know that. Just tell me about your connection to Xiang Shaotian!”

As expected, at the mention of Xiang Shaotian, Lin Chaoyin’s expression darkened.

Like the others, she began to curse him bitterly.

“Xiang Shaotian, that despicable beast!”

“My father treated him so well, yet he—”

“Stick to the point!”

Seeing her start with useless insults, Wang Haoran “reminded” her with a slap—

Feeling the immense bounce, Wang Haoran couldn’t help but think.

As expected of the master of his martial aunt and little aunt, she’s just as “well-endowed!”

“You!” The slap sent her chest jiggling, and Lin Chaoyin glared at Wang Haoran in fury.

But then, she took a deep breath.

“Hu—”

No anger, no anger. The situation is against me; I must endure!

So she reluctantly began:

“Xiang Shaotian… was my fiancé.”

When Lin Chaoyin was born, her mother died in childbirth, and she was frail and sickly from a young age.

Doctors predicted she wouldn’t live long.

So, when she miraculously survived into adulthood.

Her father immediately organized a martial arts competition to find her a husband, hoping to bring her good fortune.

“And that’s how Xiang Shaotian became my fiancé.”

“At the time, my father told me that Xiang Shaotian’s face showed he was honest and kind, and I should trust him and live a good life with him.”

At the time, she believed it too.

Feeling guilty that her uncertain lifespan might burden Xiang Shaotian.

“But I was wrong, and so was my father.”

“Completely and utterly wrong!”

“Xiang Shaotian, that ambitious wolf, only joined the competition to covet my family’s ancestral treasure!”

“Treasure?” Wang Haoran couldn’t help but ask.

The Lin family’s treasure, could it be—

An immortal pill that adds a hundred years of cultivation, the Lin family fool swallowed 9,999 pills, and everyone was shocked!

Lin Chaoyin continued, “That’s right!”

“Our Lin family’s treasure, the ‘Priceless Secret Treasure’!”

The Priceless Secret Treasure, worth a fortune!

Her family had searched for it for generations but found no clues.

By her father’s time, it was considered a joke.

Wang Haoran was curious, “So, does your family’s Priceless Secret Treasure actually exist?”

“Of course it exists!”

Lin Chaoyin sneered.

“And this treasure can only be unlocked by someone with Lin family blood!”

The Priceless Secret Treasure wasn’t material wealth.

It was an inheritance left by their ancestor—

A supreme legacy that transformed her from a sickly girl into one of the strongest in the ancient martial world!

“Xiang Shaotian schemed endlessly, but he never expected.”

“Instead, he paved the way for me!”

“In the end, he left with nothing but severe injuries!”