Ninth Junior Sister Zi Yue

  Tang Yan trudged through the heavy snow, laboriously making his way to the Fist Gate. Although he was now a two-star Dou Shi, under the weight of the two-ton snow, every step was arduous for him. He had no choice but to circulate the Dou Qi in his body to support himself, and sometimes when he stepped on some soft ground, his feet would sink into the mud up to his knees, as if walking on snowy ground.

  All the way, as long as he saw some small animals, Tang Yan would use the Dragon's Seal, and directly devour their primordial spirits. With the power of a Dou Shi, any animal within 100 meters of Tang Yan couldn't escape its fate. The devoured primordial spirits transformed into strands of spiritual energy that entered Tang Yan's body, but for him, it was just a drop in the bucket, completely unable to replenish the lost Dou Qi inside his body.

  Every time he walked a certain distance, Tang Yan had to untie the snow behind him and sit on his legs to meditate and recover the Dou Qi in his body. Repeatedly, from one day's journey, Tang Yan walked for a day and night, leaving a deep and shallow footprint from the forest to the back mountain of Fist Gate.

  Basking in the warm sunlight of dawn, deeply breathing in the fresh air, Tang Yan looked forward, gazing at the familiar Fist Gate building. Tang Yan knew that this time when he returned, his master would be extremely delighted and might even arrange for Zi Lan to marry him a few days later. Just thinking about Zi Lan's stunning beauty, gentle and charming demeanor made Tang Yan's mood even more elated, and he couldn't wait to see her.

  When he stepped out of the gate, he was stunned to see that all the doorsteps and stone lions were hung with white flower balls. As a 21st-century genius student, he knew very well what it meant when he saw this scene, as he had experienced similar situations before. In his memory, when his grandfather passed away, their old home was also decorated with these white strips everywhere.

  The entire boxing hall was surrounded by white silk balls, Tang Yan knew that the person who had passed away was in the boxing hall, and with every step, he thought of two people: his junior sister and his master. As soon as he thought of this, the power inside Tang Yan's body surged out, and he quickened his pace towards the inner part of the boxing hall.

  "Traitor, you still have the face to come back! Brothers, kill him for me." The disciples who were busy outside saw Tang Yan appear and immediately put down their work, surrounded Tang Yan and said.

  Tang Yan was very lucky, today is the seventh day of Tian Xiong's death, also known as the seventh day in folk customs. The disciples of the boxing school were busy setting up things early in the morning to hold a funeral ceremony for their master.

  "Get out!" Tang Yan swung his fists in succession, and the disciples who rushed up were knocked to the ground.

  "You treacherous killer, you won't die a good death!" The disciples of Tang Yan's opponent, who couldn't defeat him, pointed at Tang Yan and cursed.

  "I didn't kill my master!" Tang Yan was furious, having just returned from the forest only to be accused of killing his master. He kicked the man lying on the ground with all his might, sending him flying ten meters away, where he crashed to the ground and fell unconscious.

  Facing the group of thugs, Tang Yan didn't have a good feeling. In these days, when he was down on his luck, they would always mock and bully him. So Tang Yan struck back fiercely, believing that at least two months' bed rest awaited them. When they bullied Tang Yan, they never thought there'd be a day when the tables were turned.

  Soon, a group of young people walked out from inside the main hall of the Fist Gate, but Tang Yan didn't bother with these guys. His eyes were fixed on that slender and elegant little junior sister. Wearing plain clothes, her pale face made Tang Yan's heart ache repeatedly. When he stared at Zilan's angry and hateful eyes, Tang Yan knew she suspected him of killing her father.

  "Traitor, Master treated you like his own son and even wanted to marry off Little Sister to you, but you actually killed Master!" Lu Bei didn't expect Tang Yan to come back alive, but it didn't matter. At this moment, he needed Tang Yan to appear even more. As long as he could kill Tang Yan, no one would suspect him, of course, those who were involved in the plot couldn't be spared either.

  There is no absolute secret in the world, and no one dares to guarantee that they will not reveal it. Only the dead will never speak out, this principle has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

  Tang Yan gazed at the six senior brothers on the stone steps, young and in their twenties, with some being over thirty years old. Finally, his eyes fell on his little junior sister, Zi Lan.

  "I didn't kill Master, Master treated me with great kindness, I couldn't find a reason to kill him, nor did I have the ability to kill him, Second Sister, Master really wasn't killed by me!" Tang Yan knew that someone must be framing him.

  "Seventh younger brother, now surrender and we'll investigate everything clearly and give you a clean slate!" said the 37- or 38-year-old fourth older brother very calmly to Tang Yan.

  "I'd surrender? Haha, Fourth Brother, you're the oldest and most experienced among us, can't you see through this situation? If I were to surrender, would I still be alive?" Tang Yan laughed loudly with a sorrowful heart, but his sorrow wasn't for Tian Xiong's death, rather it was because of the resentment from his little junior sister that pained him.

  Yes, he was very clear in his mind that since Tang Yan appeared, some of them knew that Tang Yan threatened their status, especially the eldest senior brother. The position of the sect leader, if nothing changed, should be his, but after Tang Yan's appearance, Tian Xiong not only wanted to pass on the position of sect leader to Tang Yan, but also wanted to marry his precious daughter to Tang Yan.

  "Little sister, as long as you say one word, I'll nod in agreement!" Tang Yan ignored the angry gazes of his fellow disciples and the hundreds of students around him. All he wanted now was a single nod from little sister, whether to go or stay.

  For no reason, just for this beloved woman, Tang Yan is willing and has no regrets.

  "Go away, I don't want to see you!" Zilan said to Tang Yan with a sob.

  "Little sister, we absolutely cannot let him go. He killed our master, and we must kill him to avenge our master!" Lu Bei and Lu Yu said in unison, pointing at Tang Yan.

  "Yes. Can't let him go, kill Tang Yan, avenge Master!" The dozen or so disciples around him started shouting, and the others followed suit. In short, this is public outrage!

  "Seventh Brother, are you going to stay behind yourself or do you want me to take action?" The Eldest Brother finally spoke up. As soon as he said this, the surroundings immediately fell silent. However, in his heart, he was thinking: "What's wrong with this kid? Not seeing him for half a month, how did he become like a different person?"

  "I'll stay if I want to stay, and leave if I want to leave. It's none of your business, you trash!" Tang Yan said with a heart full of pain.

  He didn't understand, although he hadn't been with his junior sister for a long time, it wasn't very short either, at least they had been together for a year, she should have understood Tang Yan's character. Why was she still suspecting that Tang Yan killed her father and wanted to drive him out of the school? Wasn't it just a trick to get an initial kiss from her, why put such a crime on his head?

  The guys around him, each and every one of them wanted to kill him. Tang Yan knew that if he wanted to get out alive today, he had to fight his way out. However, before fighting his way out, Tang Yan decided to pay his respects to Tian Xiong, who had once treated him like a son. Only then could Tang Yan leave with some peace of mind. Perhaps this was not the place for Tang Yan to settle down after all.

  "You piece of trash, today I'll avenge my master!" The eldest senior brother heard Tang Yan's insult, clenched his fists and struck down at Tang Yan's chest.

  "Boom!" A loud explosion.

  Tang Yan's feet were rooted to the spot, and he didn't take a step back. His elder brother retreated over a dozen steps, each one deeper into the stone stairs, his left hand still covering his right arm, his eyes fixed on Tang Yan with an untrustworthy gaze.

  "Two-star Dou Shi!? Even a two-star Dou Shi can't withstand this punch of mine, no way, no way!" The senior brother's mouth was stained with a thread of blood as he stared at Tang Yan and muttered.

  Yes, the two-star Dou Shi couldn't even take this punch from him. How could he be defeated by Tang Yan? He is a five-star Dou Shi, the strongest in the Fist Gate. If he can't beat Tang Yan, who else can?

  He could take this punch, and the days Tang Yan spent in the Bone Pool weren't a waste. A two-star resisted a five-star, and Tang Yan was fine? No, his right hand was now numb, but he needed to stay calm, pretending nothing was wrong.

  Two-star Doushi was defeated by one punch of Five-star Doushi, and he didn't even get hurt, making him feel that Tang Yan could at least defeat Six-star Doushi or above.

  However, Tang Yan didn't care what they thought, his eyes fixed on the inner hall above, stepping forward one step at a time. With each step, the blue brick stone stairs beneath his feet cracked open, leaving behind a deep footprint of over 10 kilograms. The senior brothers who blocked his way hastily gave way to Tang Yan, but they followed closely behind him, wanting to see what he was going to do next.

  Soon, they knew what Tang Yan was doing. After the memorial service, Tang Yan picked up a handful of incense from the censer and lit it with the oil lamp, then bowed three times in front of the memorial tablet. In his heart, he thought: "Master, rest assured and go, after I achieve great success, I will protect Little Master Sister well!"

  Of course, he didn't dare to say this sentence out loud. Now even Zilan is still suspicious of him, who knows if he says it out loud, everyone will be even more suspicious that Tang Yan killed the master and snatched Zilan away. Even if it's not true, Lu Bei and others will add fuel to the fire, pushing the disciples to kill each other.

  Tang Yan had a handful of incense sticks, about forty or fifty roots. Perhaps Tang Yan thought that Tian Xiong didn't have anything to show filial piety before his death, so he would burn more incense for him after his death. Otherwise, why would Tang Yan burn all the prepared spirit money on the side for doing the seventh day ritual for him?

  After burning, Tang Yan left. Before leaving, Tang Yan turned back and looked at the little sister Zi Lan with a pair of affectionate eyes: "Little sister, you must believe me, it was not me who killed your father. I'm leaving now, take care!"

  "Get out, get out quickly, I don't want to see you, the Tang family doesn't welcome a treacherous person like you!" Little sister Zi Lan said to Tang Yan with tears in her eyes.

  "Alright, alright, I'll leave now, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm leaving now!" Tang Yan saw that she was heartbroken and his heart ached even more.

  "It's not that easy to leave, everyone help me kill him and avenge Master!" The senior brother who was injured by Tang Yan knew that if he didn't kill Tang Yan today, no one would respect him as the future leader. Later, he said to his junior brothers: "Lu Bei, Lu Yu, what are you standing there for? All of you come and help me kill him."

  Although the senior brother has not yet become the sect leader, his words are now equivalent to those of the sect leader. If they do not listen to him today, once he becomes the sect leader in the future, their days will be difficult. Although Lu Bei would not listen to him, under the eyes of the many disciples, they still fought. However, before fighting, Lu Bei first let his junior disciples take the lead.

  "Disciples of the Fist Gate, obey my order, kill this traitor!"