Master of Strange Dao

"Send out the message, mobilize our Jinyi Wei people. Today, if they're still in the Capital City, no matter what they're doing, get them all here. Except for those guarding the dungeon, anyone idle must come. Those who don't show up, make a note of them first."

Just as he finished issuing the orders, he saw the side door of the Langya Institute open. Dean Cheng walked over, with a grass mat floating behind him, wrapping something in human form.

"Lord Song, we've investigated it. The Dao Cultivator of the An Family committed suicide to avoid punishment. The body is yours now. Handle it as you see fit.

Our Langya Institute has always shown no leniency to those who violate the taboo."

Song Chengyue waved his hand, and immediately someone went to confirm the identity.

After verifying it, Song Chengyue stood up, brushed off his robes, with a slight smile on his face, and courteously bowed.

"Dean Cheng, you're too kind. We are all serving His Majesty loyally. I have always respected you deans of the Langya Institute, which is why I quickly suppressed the news and led the team personally.

I feared that if the matter blew up and spread, it would be difficult to handle. Since Dean Wu understands the greater good, there's nothing more to say. As long as I can report back, the rest remains a matter of turning a blind eye.

Farewell."

Song Chengyue waved his hand and left with the body.

He didn't care if the Dao Cultivator from the An Family died at his hands, as long as they were dead.

He wasn't worried about the Langya Institute deceiving him either.

The Langya Institute now wished for this person to be thoroughly dead even more than he did. That way, it wouldn't implicate more people from the Langya Institute.

Nothing else mattered; Song Chengyue couldn't be bothered to ask or manage. He considered it a personal favor, letting the Langya Institute handle it internally.

Upon leaving the Langya Institute with the body, the Jinyi Wei had mostly gathered.

Song Chengyue surveyed the attendees. There weren't many, only over a thousand, but all were the elite of the Capital City.

"Someone has violated the taboo, daring to defy the world, expanding the Abyssal Rift. With the strong support of the deans of the Langya Institute, we have both evidence and the person.

Unfortunately, the leader of the Evil Dao has not yet been captured. From now on, no one is to leak any information.

Once discovered, the whole family will be executed.

Move out!"

First, kill the person the An Family planned to rely on in the future, slaughtering that Dao Cultivator to sever their prepared foundation.

Now, raise the banner high, go to the An Family and kill some more venting anger.

The An Family reacted quickly, having already received the news that their Dao Cultivator had died at the hands of the Langya Institute.

Unfortunately, Song Chengyue was quick to act without mercy, moving even faster.

Before the An Family could prepare, the Jinyi Wei had already surrounded them.

"Knock the door."

With a single command, a muscled Body Cultivation practitioner emerged from behind Song Chengyue. He took a deep breath, instantly burning all his Qi-Blood, his form becoming a blur, dashing directly at the An Family's gate.

With one punch, the Formation on the gate shattered along with the gate, and the entire archway crumbled into ruins.

"My lord, the door's open."

Song Chengyue stepped forward, entering the An Family first.

Behind him, one dragged An Yue's body, another dragged the Dao Cultivator of the An Family.

Song Chengyue pulled out some papers with recorded data.

"The An Family has dared to defy the world, colluded with the Evil Dao, stealing taboo items from within the Langya Institute, expanding the Abyssal Rift.

In mere days, one hundred and eighty-seven Abyssal Rifts appeared within the Daqian territories, releasing Devils to ravage our Daqian domain.

Such evil conduct surely had intentions of rebellion, undermining our Daqian's foundation. They are to be executed!

Those unaware, kneel down and surrender, to leave a slim chance of survival.

Any who resist, kill without mercy!"

Song Chengyue casually put away the papers, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent, looking happily at the people of the An Family rushing out.

"The Song family, you speak with a forked tongue! The Abyssal Rifts within the Daqian territories are innumerable and impossible to prevent. Devils escape every day!"

"Oh, it's Lord An." Song Chengyue took a good look at the new arrival, appearing sincere.

"This officer has now caught them red-handed, with the assistance of the deans of the Langya Institute to verify. This is an ironclad case.

However, Lord An is right. If any are unrelated to you, this officer will investigate thoroughly later to clear your name.

But now, to prevent the escape of traitors and the Evil Dao, we shall trouble you to come with us.

Please do not resist, to avoid any misunderstanding, lest we can't explain it."

Finished speaking, Song Chengyue waved his hand, leading the large group straight into the An Family.

Anyone not kneeling to surrender, whether fleeing, armed, or resisting, was all to be killed without question.

Song Chengyue stood there, coldly observing.

The An Family, with its many retreats and numerous clansmen, couldn't all fit within a Capital City estate cluster.

But this was unimportant; he knew it wouldn't be possible to wipe out the An Family all at once.

The An Family's various officials serving in the Capital City, along with important figures in other businesses, all lived in this area.

By killing eighty percent of these people, the An Family's setup here would be utterly useless.

The dust settled, and Song Chengyue signaled to a trusted aide beside him.

"Go, spread the word, leave a fraction of An Family's assets in the Capital City, convert them into goods or resources and distribute them to the brothers who came this time. The rest, others can have it as they see fit. I'm not intervening, nor do I want to."