Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

"Fan Longhe pays his respects to Governor Peng!"

"Ding Buhai of the Great Luo Sect, I've had the pleasure of meeting Official Peng."

Fan Longhe and Ding Buhai both saluted the man in the Confucian shirt, causing everyone on the first floor to reveal a hint of astonishment, including the leaders of the seven major powers, who couldn't help but their pupils shrink.

"Governor Peng?"

"Official Peng?"

"The Prefectural Governor of Xingnan Prefecture, Peng Yuhu?"

"Peng Yuhu with the Jade-faced Divine Fan..."

...

Hou Yuxiao's heart, which had been in his throat, suddenly settled down at this moment, and as everyone confirmed Peng Yuhu's identity, he also heaved a great sigh of relief.

The Peng Yuhu before him was the very reason he had dared to question Ding Dian...

Peng Yuhu was also from the New Moon Department!

The holders of the New Moon Token within ten miles could sense each other's presence.

Seven days ago, when he went to the Prefectural Magistrate's Office to meet Fan Longhe, he had already known that there was someone behind the screen, but at that time, he knew only that the other party also had the New Moon Token, yet he did not know the identity of the other party.

It wasn't until this morning at the Shengxin Residence that he sensed that same New Moon Token again, and realized that the person could sit together with Fan Longhe and Ding Buhai, he became even more certain that the person's identity was extraordinary.

When Fan Longhe and Ding Buhai spoke out angrily at Ding Dian, Ding Dian remained arrogant and did not respond to either of them. Under normal circumstances, he would not have suspected anything, but he knew there was another high-profile individual who had not yet revealed himself, and Ding Dian was unaware...

This person's strength is very likely to be even greater than Ding Dian's!

With someone from the New Moon Department present, upon reaching this conclusion, Hou Yuxiao decided immediately that today he would face Ding Dian head-on...

Peng Yuhu with the Jade-faced Divine Fan!

Looking at the fan-bearing handsome middle-aged man on the second floor, Hou Yuxiao's mind instantly recalled the description of Ding Dian on the Demon Head list, including one entry, "In September of 1305, he fought with the Prefectural Governor of Xingnan Prefecture, Peng Yuhu, and was only defeated in three moves..."

To be defeated in only three moves and still be counted as one of Ding Dian's achievements, and to have remained on the list for eighteen years, was enough to show how extraordinary the Peng Yuhu before him was.

As Hou Yuxiao pondered, the entire audience, who had come to their senses, quickly turned towards the second floor and respectfully bowed, saying in unison, "We pay respects to Governor Peng!"

Seeing the audience bowing in respect, faces tinged with excitement, Hou Yuxiao could understand.

Peng Yuhu was not just an official to these people; in Yongzhou, which had three provinces and eight prefectures, there were only eight prefectural governors, truly powerful figures, one of the high-ups of the Rakshasa Holy Sect, and in the whole world, Peng Yuhu was absolutely a prominent figure.

Such a prominent figure was not so easily met...

"My friends, there's no need for such formality, please rise!"

Peng Yuhu spoke with a gentle voice that was unhurried and calming, like a breeze in spring, casually wielding his paper fan with indescribable grace and elegance, not showing the arrogance of someone in a high position, but more like a carefree young master out for a stroll.

With just a few words, he had instantly won the favor in the hearts of everyone present.

Of course, there was one exception!

From the moment Peng Yuhu appeared, the overbearing attitude that Ding Dian had just shown vanished without a trace, replaced by a thick sense of wariness.

"Both men are disciples of our Sacred Sect, and since they signed a life-and-death contract and engaged in a fair fight, Deputy Magistrate Ding, it's better not to interfere!"

Peng Yuhu, as if he hadn't noticed the change in Ding Dian's complexion, lightly shook his paper fan, turned his head with a smile, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

Upon hearing this, Ding Dian's face instantly turned grim. He glanced at Hou Yuxiao and Cheng Yue on the first floor, his expression transitioning from stormy to clear skies, then turned back to Peng Yuhu and said, "Since Official Peng has stepped in, I have nothing more to say..."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, and then directed his sharp gaze downward at Hou Yuxiao, squinting as he spoke softly, "However, even though Cheng Yue has been defeated, he is still my disciple. I truly don't believe that anyone dares..."

Ding Dian didn't finish his words, not because he didn't want to speak, but because Hou Yuxiao's actions below fiercely slapped his face, leaving him no opportunity to continue his threats.

Gangsha burst out from Hou Yuxiao as he brandished the Ape Demon Staff horizontally in his hand, leaping toward the staircase entrance, rapidly chasing after Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue was not only panicked in his heart but also had fear written all over his face. He looked up at Ding Dian on the second floor, his eyes pleading for help, but all he heard in return was a single "Run fast" from Ding Dian.

Those two words from Ding Dian shattered Cheng Yue's last sliver of hope completely. He clutched his right shoulder, scanned the area, and chose the entrance of Shengxin Residence as his escape route, fleeing in desperation.

As arrogant as Cheng Yue had been before, he was now equally wretched.

Nineteen years old and at the Ten Layers of Body Openings, twenty-five with the Gathering Evil Phase and a formal disciple of the Sacred Sect... All the glory he had once proudly spoken of now seemed a complete joke...

The onlookers scattered in every direction. The thronging crowd at the door that had hesitated to intervene swiftly parted, seamlessly creating a pathway for Cheng Yue to flee outside of Shengxin Residence.

But could he truly escape?

In his green robe, Hou Yuxiao, holding the Ape Demon Staff, pursued from behind, while Cheng Yue, in his wretched state, bolted frantically toward the direction of the stable.

Though the outside was pounded by heavy rain, both men were encircled by a layer of Gangsha, leaving the rain unable to drench them. The crowd stepped outside and instantly felt a chill at the sight.

Cheng Yue was too slow; within a distance of less than a hundred meters, his back was brutally hit seven or eight times by Hou Yuxiao. The final blow sent him sprawling to the ground, crawling forward slowly, driven only by the will to survive...

Already grievously injured, the assault threw his breathing into complete disarray. Gangsha vanished, rain instantly soaking his clothes, mixing with the blood seeping from his shoulder. As he crawled, begging for mercy, he dragged a bloody trail across the ground!

"Spare me, spare me... Master of Hou Family, please don't kill me..."

"You can't kill me; I am a disciple of the Holy Church, my master is the Divine Illumination Law King. If you kill me, he will surely seek revenge for me; you can't kill me..."

"Master, save me... save me..."

...

Fear plastered on his face, Cheng Yue watched Hou Yuxiao draw closer. His injuries caused his mind to fray, and he began to babble nonsensically, dragging himself backwards solely by his will to survive.

"Today, even if Heaven King's father himself came, he wouldn't be able to save you!"

Hou Yuxiao's voice, devoid of emotion, sounded cold and indifferent as the Ape Demon Staff loomed large in Cheng Yue's pupils.

Thump...

Hou Yuxiao in his green robe, withdrew the Ape Demon Staff, not sparing another glance at the headless corpse on the ground, turned, and walked back into Shengxin Residence. As he saw the thousands of martial artists gathered at the doorstep, his expression gradually eased into a faint smile.

"Gentlemen, won't you step aside?"

Though his tone was overly polite, everyone still shivered in unison and quickly stepped aside like receding floodwaters, clearing a spacious path for him.