Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

In front of the gate of Stepping Moon Immortal Gate, Liu Changzhi had received Du Yiling's message early on, and was waiting in front of the gate with a group of senior executives.

"Senior Zhou, you're back."

As soon as the group landed, Liu Changzhi led a group of monks to meet them.

"Forget the polite words. Now you should personally dispatch the sect's cultivators to clean up those immortal cultivation forces that have ties to the Zhao family. Make sure to root them out completely and not a single one should be left alive."

"If other forces have doubts about the Moon-Stepping Immortal Sect, they should do as I say."

"Don't worry, I won't leave the Moon-Stepping Immortal Sect until this matter is completely resolved."

After giving all the instructions in one breath, Zhou Yiqiao took a breath and asked with a slightly relaxed tone.

"During the time I was away, did Zhao Tiezhu behave in any unusual way?"

When Liu Changzhi heard this, his expression froze, and then he replied respectfully.

"Reporting to Senior Zhou, since you left, Zhao Tiezhu has been under close surveillance by the sect disciples arranged by me."

"He was quite restless at first and tried to break free, so I took the initiative to use the sect's special soul-locking formation."

"In recent days, he seems to have accepted his fate and has completely calmed down. Every day, apart from meditating, he stares at the sky outside the window with a complicated expression, and occasionally mutters to himself. However, due to the instructions of the senior, the disciple in charge of guarding did not listen to what he said."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly, with unreserved admiration on his face.

"You did a great job. Keep an eye on the Zhao family members who were brought back for me. I will deal with them when I come back."

After he finished speaking, he lifted up the coffin containing Zhao Yuanzhen and rushed towards the quiet room where Zhao Tiezhu was imprisoned.

In the quiet room, Zhao Tiezhu sat cross-legged on the cold stone bed, his eyes closed and his face calm, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

His breathing was slow and deep, and he seemed completely immersed in cultivation. Even when Zhou Yiqiao arrived, he did not show any sign of opening his eyes.

Zhou Yiqiao stood at the door of the quiet room, his eyes passing through the half-open door and falling on Zhao Tiezhu.

He could feel that Zhao Tiezhu's aura was calmer than before. Far from making him anxious, these days of detention had completely calmed him down.

"Zhao Tiezhu, how have you been these days?"

Zhou Yiqiao's voice broke the silence of the quiet room, and there was a hint of playfulness in his smile.

Zhao Tiezhu's eyelids trembled slightly, but he did not open his eyes immediately.

He seemed to already know what Zhou Yiqiao's arrival meant, and faced everything calmly.

"I have done what I want, and now I come to tell you that you can leave."

Zhou Yiqiao persisted, with a hint of relief in his voice, which finally made Zhao Tiezhu frown slightly, and his calm expression showed a little relaxation.

Zhou Yiqiao waited patiently until half an incense stick of time had passed. Finally, Zhao Tiezhu could no longer bear Zhou Yiqiao's gaze and slowly opened his eyes.

"Since you have come back with your mission accomplished, please send me away from the Moon-Stepping Immortal Sect as soon as possible."

Zhou Yiqiao did not answer, but gently opened the lid of the coffin.

In the coffin, Zhao Yuanzhen's body lay quietly, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost unnoticeable. It was obvious that he only had one breath left.

When he saw Zhao Yuanzhen, Zhao Tiezhu's pupils suddenly contracted.

This change happened extremely quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Tiezhu's expression returned to normal again.

However, such actions could not be hidden from Zhou Yiqiao's eyes.

"Tell me your true identity, Zhao Tiezhu."

There was a hint of command in his voice, and his eyes pierced Zhao Tiezhu's heart like a knife.

"Tell me, what is your relationship with the Zhao family?"

"Did you participate in the murder of the Xu family?"

Zhao Tiezhu's expression suddenly became relaxed. He knew that since his identity had been exposed, there was no point in pretending any longer.

He just raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, looked straight into Zhou Yiqiao's eyes and asked.

"How did you figure it out? I'm confident that there are no flaws in my disguise."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled slightly, with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"In fact, I didn't find any clues at all."

"I was just skeptical and wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect you to be fooled so easily."

Zhao Tiezhu's face changed and he suddenly laughed out loud with a hint of madness in his voice.

"Haha, I see, that's how it is!"

"I was saying, I have been hiding my identity for hundreds of years, how could you easily trick me out?"

There was a hint of self-mockery in his laughter, and he was obviously a little annoyed at his mistake.

But he soon regained his composure.

"Since you already know my true identity, I will no longer hide it."

"I am the real Zhao Yuanzhen, and that so-called descendant of the Zhao family is just a pawn of my Zhao family."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura burst out from his body, and the entire quiet room was filled with this aura.

His body began to change. His originally young face began to look old and his hair turned gray, but his eyes became sharper, as if he could see through everything.

"So you are one of the people who attacked the Xu family?"

Zhou Yiqiao looked calm as he let the strong wind caused by Zhao Tiezhu, or the real Zhao Yuanzhen, when he transformed blow his hair, and continued to ask questions on behalf of Hunyu to express his confusion.

There was a hint of pride on Zhao Yuanzhen's face and a hint of disdain in his voice.

"Yes, I, Zhao Yuanzhen, was naturally involved in the downfall of the Xu family."

"It is only natural that a first-class mortal family possesses a heaven-defying secret technique that can improve the quality of spiritual roots and become the cornerstone of the Zhao family's revival!"

When Zhou Yiqiao heard this answer, he suddenly felt relieved.

After going through a lot of hardships, he finally got the answer he wanted.

Now, he can finally give an explanation to Hunyu.

Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand in front of him, and an invisible wave spread out.

Then, a Ten Thousand Souls Banner shrouded in black mist appeared in front of him. Countless faces of pain, anger, and sorrow were surging on the banner. They were struggling and wailing on the banner, as if trying to break free from their shackles and find freedom.

"Zhao Yuanzhen admitted everything he had done to the Xu family."

"Now, you can atone for your sins and avenge the Xu family and Rou'er with your own hands."

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner trembled slightly, and a ball of black mist surged out, condensing into a naked, strong man in the air.

Zhao Yuanzhen's expression changed slightly, because he found the shadow of Hu Yu, the young hunter outside Luming Town, in Hunyu's appearance.

He pointed at Zhou Yiqiao's nose, and there was no trace of respect in his words.

"I thought this hypocritical person was just using you as an excuse, and his real purpose was to get the Xu family's secret method."

"I never expected that this person actually wanted to understand your wish."

A trace of cruelty flashed across Zhao Yuanzhen's face. He sneered and was about to fight back, but he saw Hunyu's figure suddenly turned into a black light and rushed straight towards him.

He was startled and wanted to dodge, but found that his body could not move. He could only watch as the black light entered his body.

Hunyu's consciousness was raging wildly in Zhao Yuanzhen's body. He wanted to completely destroy this enemy who had caused Xu Rou's family to be destroyed.

Zhao Yuanzhen's body began to tremble violently and his face showed a look of extreme pain, as if countless insects were gnawing at his body.

"Ho! Ho!"

Zhao Yuanzhen roared, and his body began to swell, as if something was about to break out of his body.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Zhao Yuanzhen's body suddenly exploded, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the entire quiet room was dyed blood red.

Zhou Yiqiao stood quietly by the side, he knew that Hun Yu’s revenge was far from over.

A powerful black mist burst out from Hunyu's body, sweeping across the entire Stepping Moon Immortal Sect like a tide.

The disciples of the Stepping Moon Sect who were escorting members of the Zhao family suddenly felt an invisible fear looming in their hearts. They looked around in horror but found themselves unable to move.

The black fog seemed to have life and quickly wrapped around the bodies of the Zhao family members.

The Zhao family members were terrified. They tried to struggle, but how could a mortal body be a match for the innate spirit of the ancient treasure?

Their bodies began to twist and deform, and it seemed as if thousands of insects were crawling under their skin, making bursts of creepy noises.

Some people had black blood flowing from their eyes, and a strange smile hung on their lips, as if they saw the most horrifying scene in their lives;

Some people let out heart-wrenching screams, but could only watch themselves gradually lose consciousness and become empty shells.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood and decay. There was deathly silence inside the Moon-Stepping Immortal Gate. Only the sound of surging black fog and the occasional faint wailing broke the terrible silence.

Wherever the black fog passed, all grass and trees withered, and all life was destroyed, as if even the earth was mourning for this tragic scene.

The disciples of the Stepping Moon Immortal Sect watched this scene in horror. They wanted to escape, but found that their steps were as heavy as lead and they could not move at all.

Everyone could only watch as the Zhao family members were entangled in the black fog, twisted in pain, and turned into blood mist, dissipating into the air.

When the black fog completely dissipated, no one in the Zhao family was left alive.

The disciples of the Stepping Moon Immortal Sect stood there in shock, with fear still lingering on their faces.

"Everyone, don't be alarmed. This was done by the spirit of the weapon in my hand. I have no ill intention towards the Moon-Stepping Immortal Sect."

Zhou Yiqiao appeared in the air at the right time, and his calm voice calmed everyone's frightened emotions.

"As for the losses in the sect, please rest assured that Zhou will be fully responsible and compensate according to the price."

After saying that, Zhou Yiqiao gently waved his sleeves, and a fresh spiritual power emanated from his body, instantly dispelling the remaining blood and stench in the air, as if even the air had become fresh.

Everyone came back to their senses, looked up, and nodded in agreement to Zhou Yiqiao who was in mid-air.