Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

Hou Yuxiao heard this and chuckled lightly, "Both of them are saying the same thing; others must also realise that Master Fanyin has arrived. To disagree at this critical moment would mean going against the Rakshasa Holy Sect—they are all too clever for that!"

Noticing a glimmer of ferocity flash across Hou Yujie's eyes when mentioning Qijue Gate and Ling Cheng Escort Agency, Hou Yuxiao raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong? Did Yu Guixin and Tong Yun give you a hard time?"

Hou Yujie nodded and sneered, "Those fools, delighting in the news of our brother being captured, mocking and ridiculing me nonstop. But today, I gave them a piece of my mind too. If it wasn't for Fan Longhe's intervention, they would have nearly attacked me."

Hou Yuxiao laughed silently, remembering that according to the current rumors in the county, it was "himself" who had "captured himself". Thus, it stood to reason that Yu Guixin, Tong Yun, and Ding Dian were all likely reveling in this misfortune.

Knowing that they even considered attacking Fourth Elder, a glint of severity flashed through Hou Yuxiao.

"They think I'm not around, right? When the Rakshasa Festival comes, the prefectural city will surely be in chaos. Then, you'll have a good opportunity—let's finish these fools off!"

With Hou Yuxiao's current strength, dealing with Yu Guixin and Tong Yun was hardly something that would require his intervention. He naturally wouldn't be concerned about them.

Hou Yujie nodded, a sinister smile creeping across his face.

"Our people should have almost all arrived, right?"

Hou Yuxiao thought for a moment, then turned his head to ask.

To avoid drawing attention, he had stayed in this place without going out the door during this period. Before coming to the prefectural city last time, he had instructed Second Elder to arrange for the martial artists of the clan to come to the prefectural city in batches. With only four days left until the Rakshasa Festival, most should have arrived by now.

"Two thousand martial artists from the clan have already arrived gradually. Among them, 740 are above the five levels of body refinement, and nearly all are martial artists from the Upper and Lower Hou Sects. To prepare for this incident, I organized them into a single troop and let Third Sister lead them first.

The remaining 1300 and more people, all below the five levels of body refinement, I've also temporarily integrated them into the Zhaoyang Iron Guards, directly commanded by Second Brother.

Both troops are stationed nearby, ready to follow your orders at any time!"

"That's good. The prefectural city is currently a den of dragons and snakes, and full of experts. Let Second Elder and Third Elder both control their men well, not to stir up trouble, and just wait for the Rakshasa Festival to come."

"Yes, big brother!"

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Tongling City, thirty li to the west, outside the official road in a dense forest

It was the middle of summer, entering the night, and a cool breeze rustled through the forest.

Hou Yuduan, dressed in white, stood under a big tree with a worried expression. He had just heard some soft footsteps behind him when two slender hands covered his eyes, followed by a playful voice near his ear.

"Guess who?"

The concern on Hou Yuduan's face did not lessen with the woman's voice; instead, his expression grew even heavier. He said nothing, merely reached up to pull the pair of hands down from his face and turned to look at the stunning woman in red behind him.

"Hong'er, you need to run!"

Before Hou Yuduan, Maiden Hong seemed like a completely different person—obedient, gentle, and charming. Seeing the worry on Hou Yuduan's face, a hint of bliss appeared on her face, and she leaned into him, pressing her face against his chest, her eyes tender and her voice soft.

"Jade Gentleman, Hong'er doesn't want to go anywhere else; I just want to stay here with you forever."

Hou Yuduan initially wanted to help Maiden Hong stand up, but looking down at her fond expression, his eyes revealed a complicated look and, he couldn't resist wrapping his arms gently around her. He whispered, "The prefectural city is now swarming with experts, Lian Ningxue, Zhang Yuning, Zen Master Yuan Kong, Monk Yuan Fa, Moxuzi, Master Fanyin—each of them is a renowned master in the world.

I know you are very powerful, but now that the six Holy Lands are watching this place, even if you can deal with these present masters, what if they send even stronger ones?

Hong'er, listen to me, you need to leave this place first!"

Upon hearing these names of masters, Maiden Hong had no reaction, but seeing the concern in Hou Yuduan's tone, her expression became even more tender. She raised her neck to look at him, her eyes instantly filling with tears.

"I know big brother and others are using the name of Qinglong Association to help you, and now Fan Longhe and Ding Dian have realized the relationship between you and Qinglong Association. On the day of the Rakshasa Festival, they will surely set a net both in the sky and on the ground.

Hong'er, I don't know what you really want to do, but Tongling County truly isn't safe to stay any longer. Please listen to me, leave this place for now, okay?"

Hou Yuduan's tone even carried a slight plea.

Upon hearing this, a gleam flashed in Maiden Hong's eyes. As she gazed back at Hou Yuduan, her eyes filled with love. Taking advantage of his unawareness, she gently exhaled a thin red mist before softly saying, "Jade Gentleman, don't worry, Hong'er will be fine!"

Hou Yuduan, completely unaware, inhaled this red mist and continued to plead, his voice growing weaker until he finally collapsed into Maiden Hong's arms.

Maiden Hong caressed his face, her eyes showing obsession. After a long time, her expression gradually became fierce, and she called coldly to someone behind her, "You take the items to Hou Yuxiao first and stay in the prefectural city during this time, following his commands."

"Your subordinate obeys!"

In the quiet forest, suddenly there came a unified and respectful response from several voices, roughly estimated to be at least seven or eight.

As these voices disappeared, several breezes arose, all blowing from east to west towards Tongling Prefectural City.