<h4>Chapter 2372: Yi Shengjie</h4>


    Yi Liangpletely crushed the people who attacked him.


    “Since you won’te out, I’ll look through the rooms one by one.” Yi Liang stepped over the people who were lying on the ground and started searching each room in the residence to find Yi Shengjie.


    “Presumptuous thing!” A thunderous voice exploded in his ears.


    Immediately, a man, who looked like he was in his fifties, but with a strong body, came out.


    After he came out, he first nced at the people lying on the ground, then at Yi Liang. His eyes then swept over Ning Shu, before they became fixed on the little fox.


    “What are you doing!?” Yi Shengjie red at Yi Liang. A powerful, crushing pressure pressed on Yi Liang.


    The pressure made Yi Liang feel like he had a mountain pressing him down, and he struggled to keep that mountain from ttening him to the ground. The veins on Yi Liang’s forehead began to bulge because of it.


    Yi Liang gritted his teeth. He endured the pressure by mobilizing the spiritual energy in his body.


    Yi Shengjie, seeing that Yi Liang was actually able to withstand his pressure, couldn’t help but frown. He took back his pressure and lightly asked, “Don’t you find it rude to break in like this?”


    Yi Shengjie said this to probe into Yi Liang’s identity.


    Since he was able to resist his pressure, this boy was surely not weak.


    Yi Shengjie had no idea who Yi Liang was, though.


    “I’m here to find my sister. Her name is Yi Rou.” Yi Liang stared at Yi Shengjie.


    Yi Shengjie was stunned for a moment. He then narrowed his eyes and looked Yi Liang up and down. “I have no idea of this Yi Rou who you’re talking about.”


    “Yi Xue said that Yi Rou is here,” Yi Liang quickly said. He now looked panicked.


    “Why would your sister be here with me?” Yi Shengjie lightly replied. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a skilled martial artist.


    Yi Liang was obviously panicking. He had learned about his sister’s whereabouts from Yi Xue’s mouth, but now Yi Shengjie told him that Yi Rou wasn’t here.


    So, then, where did Yi Rou go?


    Yi Shengjie looked at Yi Liang’s tender face. He was obviously still a child. Yi Shengjie said generously, “Since you’re young, I won’t me you for breaking into the ancestral house.”


    Yi Liang took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He then asked Yi Shengjie, “Has it really got nothing to do with you?”


    “No.”


    “Old Ancestor!” a sharp and panicked voice sounded. One of Yi Xue’s servants stumbled over, saw Yi Shengjie, and hurriedly told him, “Old Ancestor, Young Master Yi was killed.”


    “Who?” Yi Shengjie lifted his eyebrows. “Who dared to touch Yi Xue?”


    Yi Xue was his great-grandson. For his great-grandson to be killed on his own turf… What a joke!


    “It’s that jinx, that little bastard, Yi Liang! He killed the young master.”


    The young servant spotted Yi Liang out of the corner of his eye and immediately pointed at him in horror. “He killed Young Master Yi.”


    Yi Shengjie red at Yi Liang. “Why did you kill Yi Xue?”


    “He kidnapped my sister, upied my house, and even tried to kill me. Why couldn’t I kill him?” Yi Liang calmly responded.


    “My sister’s disappearance must’ve got something to do with you. She had spiritual roots. You must’ve taken my sister away.”


    “You little bastard! You killed someone from my family, and even dare to put fake charges on me. It seems that I’ve been away for too long. Now even an upstart like you dares to step all over me!” Yi Shengjie was so furious that he took out his magic artifact.


    His magic artifact was a banner. When he waved the banner, ck smoke billowed out of it.


    There were shrill voicesing out of the banner, mixed in the ck smoke. There were cries of children and resentful women, as well as sinister roars of men.


    Ning Shu frowned. Were these the souls of people?


    If so, then, people’s souls must’ve been collected into the small banner. The souls and the banner must’ve been refined together.


    These ck smoke and vengeful souls would attack its target’s soul and mind.


    With such a magic artifact, made with human sacrifices, Yi Shengjie was clearly a demonic cultivator.


    These souls, who had been ingested by the banner, would never be able to reincarnate. As long as the magic artifact remained in existence, they’d be trapped in it indefinitely.


    What an extraordinarily painful fate.


    Yi Shengjie was actually a demonic cultivator. Who knew how many souls had been gathered into this billowing ck smoke?


    There were even kids among them.


    <i>MTL Editor: Ran</i>