Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 151: Desecrating the Ancestral Tombs of Three Families at Duan Yang Tower

Duan Yang Tower, named "Tower," is actually just a title, but it does have towers, many towers!

Located ten miles east of Long Ling City, it is built by the mountains and water. It offers a view of the mountains when retreating and a view of the river when advancing. It is an indescribably beautiful place.

At this moment, in front of the large gate that resembles an archway with the three large characters "Duan Yang Tower" carved on it, sixteen black-clad guards stood straight with their bodies.

Each of them held a waist knife, had slightly protruding temples, and had eyes as bright as torches. They were all seventh-grade Practitioners.

This is truly a case of people being compared to each other until they die. If Xin Zhuo were here, he would probably feel a thousand emotions. Back then, he had to put in a lot of effort with the Lunar Serenity Well to break through to the seventh-grade. But now, every guard at Duan Yang Tower is a seventh-grade Practitioner.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

At this moment, a rider on horseback swiftly approached, jumped off the horse when he got closer, and turned out to be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a twisted braid and a handsome appearance. However, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she had something on her mind.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

The leader of the black-clad guards took two steps forward and cupped his fists in salute.

Tang Shi Ling angrily whipped the leader: "Shut up! What's it to you?"

The leader of the guards took the whip without getting angry and lowered his head, stepping aside.

Tang Shi Ling angrily entered the gate, passed through the layers of pavilions, and ignored the greetings from the Practitioners and the greetings from the experts of the Du family and the Shenqiang Villa along the way. She walked straight to a peculiarly shaped, large, and heavily guarded building.

Looking at the twenty-seven guards with cold expressions in front of the door, she said fiercely, "I want to see my father!"

These guards seemed to be different from the guards outside. They completely disregarded Miss Tang's status and coldly drew out their shining knives, saying, "Trespassing in the restricted area, death penalty!"

Miss Tang was furious but helpless. She stomped her feet heavily and shouted inside, "Father, if you don't see me again, my brother's life will be in danger!"

There was no response from inside.

Tang Shi Ling's eyes turned, and she shouted again, "Aunt Du, if you don't come out, your son will die, and Uncle Shangguan, your eldest disciple will also lose his life!"

After shouting, she waited quietly for a moment, and sure enough, there was movement inside. She heard a deep voice say, "Come in!"

The guards let her pass, and Tang Shi Ling became cautious instead. She looked around before entering the hall. She felt a cold aura as she walked in, and the layout of the hall was also different from others.

Apart from a few calligraphy and paintings and chairs, there was no other decoration. However, there were nine doors on the surrounding walls.

When she arrived here, she could faintly hear a faint moaning sound coming from somewhere, seemingly filled with pain.

Tang Shi Ling, who was bold and fierce, couldn't help but turn pale.

"Girl, come here!"

At this moment, her father's familiar voice came from one of the doors.

Curious, Tang Shi Ling pushed open the door. Inside was not a room, but a corridor with strange patterns painted on the walls on both sides.

At the end of the corridor was a room filled with weapons and peculiar potted plants such as plum blossoms and autumn chrysanthemums. The room was warm like spring, but the strange moaning sounds became even clearer, making people shudder.

Sitting on the opposite grandmaster chair was a man who was less than fifty years old, with a tall and straight figure and a strong back. He wore a light blue silk robe and a golden crown on his head. Although he tried to show a doting fatherly expression, his eyes still emitted a coldness. He held a teacup in his strong hands and took a sip.

The teacup was as stable as a giant stone placed on the ground.

Tang Wu Wo, the owner of Duan Yang Tower!

Within a radius of several hundred miles, no half-step small Great Master would dare to defy him.

"Father!"

Tang Shi Ling threw herself into her father's arms and pouted, "You hide here every day, and I don't know what you're doing."

Tang Wu Wo laughed heartily and patted her head, "Do you have any news about your brother?"

Tang Shi Ling stood up and widened her eyes, "With ten dead guards and Uncle Dog, who is a fifth-rank, we searched hundreds of miles in all directions. Not only is there no news of my brother, but that thief Xin Zhuo is also missing! Moreover, all the fifth-rank and below experts within a radius of five to six hundred miles have disappeared! Can you believe it, Father?"

The smile on Tang Wu Wo's face gradually disappeared. He put down the teacup and fell into deep thought.

"What's the matter, Tang Xiong/Tang Lao Di?"

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared on the side, as if they had popped out of nowhere, and each sat down on a grand chair on either side.

Surprisingly, it was a slightly plump middle-aged beauty in a red dress and a thin-faced old man with disheveled long hair.

They were none other than Du Sangu, the current head of the Du family, who was as famous as Tang Wuwo, and Shangguan Ting, the master of the Divine Gun Villa.

"It's like this..."

Miss Tang repeated again.

The expressions of the two also changed slightly.

Du Sangu frowned and said, "What do the two brothers think has happened?"

Tang Wuwo stroked his beard in silence.

It was Shangguan Ting who pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be... a Half-step Small Great Master made a move?"

According to Tang Shiling, even the fifth-rank Practitioners had disappeared. With such a big move, it was afraid that only a Half-step Small Great Master could do it.

Du Sangu shook her head and said, "Nine out of ten Half-step Small Great Masters are looking for materials to refine their lifebound spirit soldiers. The more refined and precious the materials, the more terrifying their means after entering the Small Great Master realm. Who would mess around with them?"

"Then this matter... is truly puzzling!" Shangguan Ting frowned.

Tang Wuwo, who had been silent all along, looked at the two and said, "Could it be the grandson of Aotian?"

"Xin Zhuo?"

Du Sangu and Shangguan Ting shook their heads at the same time.

To be honest, the three of them had never taken Xin Zhuo seriously, and they didn't even care about such a person. After all, his grandfather was a reckless person who gave orders at will.

The disciples and children of the sect had never paid attention to Xin Zhuo.

It wasn't until Zhao Lao's people came to cause trouble that they truly remembered Xin Zhuo. According to Xue Huaiwei's description and speculation, Xin Zhuo should be at the sixth-rank Realm.

Being at the sixth-rank at such a young age was considered good, but just good. Even if he was given room to grow, how many years would it take for him to truly grow without the support of a prestigious family and a vast amount of Heavenly and Mortal Treasures?

Any disciple of the three families could easily kill a sixth-rank, let alone the numerous fifth-rank disciples.

This "Jianghu Pursuit Order" and the involvement of Tang Shize and the others were purely because they heard that the little thief had many ideas and wanted to give an explanation to their friends in the Jianghu. In addition, it was because Xin Zhuo was Aotian's grandson.

Such a person was truly not worth their attention.

Who could have expected that such a thing would happen now?

Tang Wuwo pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, we may need to send several fifth-rank experts to investigate."

Du Sangu and Shangguan Ting nodded, "That's possible!"

"Host!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man rushed in from outside, his face pale, "Host, something big has happened!"

"What's the panic? Speak properly!" Tang Wuwo frowned.

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The... the ancestral tomb has been dug up!"

Tang Wuwo didn't understand for a moment, "What ancestral tomb? Whose ancestral tomb?"

The middle-aged man's knees unconsciously went weak, and his eyes turned red as he said, "The old master, the old lady, the old old master couple, and the tombs of all the ancestors have been dug up, and the bones have been thrown outside!"

Tang Wuwo finally understood, it was his family's ancestral tomb! He felt his vision go black and his body sway.

"Tang Xiong, are you alright?" Du Sangu and Shangguan Ting quickly stood up, but a strange smile couldn't help but appear on their faces, for some unknown reason.

At this moment, two more middle-aged men rushed in from outside in a panic:

"Master, all the tombs of my Du ancestors have been dug up, and the remains of the old master, the old lady, and the ancestors have been thrown outside!"

"Villa Master! The tombs of the ancestors of my Divine Gun Villa have also been dug up!"

The smiles on Du Sangu and Shangguan Ting's faces instantly froze.

(End of this chapter)