"Long Chen, what are you doing?"
The Grand Elder appeared, his face full of shock and anger as he looked at Long Chen. The earlier command to spare his men was exactly what the Grand Elder had shouted for.
Unfortunately, even if he shouted, it was in vain. Long Chen had already killed that powerful member of the Long family. That elder was extremely senior, on the same generation as the ancestor.
"What am I supposed to do?" Don't you all know that very well? Why ask openly and knowingly? Long Chen said coldly.
The Long family experts were both shocked and furious. They couldn't believe that Long Chen had killed a Dragon family ancestor-level expert right in front of them.
"As a disciple of the Long family, with their blood running in your veins, how could you commit the act of exterminating your clan?
Even if he has countless faults, he is still your ancestor. How could you kill your lord? This is a grave rebellion. The Grand Elder shouted angrily.
Even with the Grand Elder's composure, he couldn't help but feel angry. But his rage wasn't just directed at Long Chen—it was also directed at the half-step immortal-level expert who had died.
After returning to the Long family, he strongly advocated giving up Long Aotian and welcomed Long Chen back in style. Only then could his relationship with Long Chen be eased.
Long Aotian was a mistake in itself; the Long family couldn't keep making mistakes. Now that the opportunity had come, the Long family had to seize it.
But what he didn't expect was that everyone in the Long family strongly opposed it, believing Long Chen's actions were too rough.
Since he had defeated Long Aotian and wanted to reclaim his spiritual blood, root, and bones, he should have consulted with the Long family.
After all, the Long family had invested nearly half of their possessions to activate Long Aotian's spiritual blood, roots, and bones. Now, the Long family had fallen into poverty because of Long Aotian.
Now that the spirit blood, spiritual root, and spirit bone had been taken by Long Chen, the entire Long family was furious. Many proposed killing Long Chen at all costs, and then reclaiming the spirit blood, root, and bone.
And the speed had to be fast; otherwise, if the spiritual blood, roots, and bones left Long Aotian's body for too long, it might affect his divinity.
Some even suggested using Long Zhantian's life to threaten Long Chen's arrival, so they could capture him in one fell swoop.
No matter how much the Grand Elder tried to persuade him, too many opposed Long Chen. They believed he was too wild to control and could not serve the Long family. Even though Long Aotian was now crippled, they still wanted to save him and refused to accept him.
The Grand Elder himself was on the verge of losing his mind, but even the ancestor didn't have faith in Long Chen. He had no choice but to keep arguing with the higher-ups.
So recently, the atmosphere in the Long family has been extremely tense. The Grand Elder wields great power but cannot control everyone's thoughts; no one can persuade the other, and the situation just keeps stalling.
The Grand Elder had witnessed Long Chen's terrifying power firsthand, and the spirit blood, roots, and bones belonged to Long Chen. Long Chen was taking back what originally belonged to him, so this was not seizing at all.
However, sometimes reasoning simply doesn't make sense. The Grand Elder was quite helpless, but in his heart, he always hoped Long Chen would return to the Long family.
When Long Chen arrived, he was inside the council hall. Because of Long Chen's situation, he was still arguing with the higher-ups, and he was still fighting for it.
But he was bewildered and unaware that Long Chen had already broken in. When he arrived, he happened to see Long Chen killing someone.
When Long Chen killed the old man, the Grand Elder's heart sank, especially when he saw the Hall Master behind Long Chen. He knew something was truly bad.
"Long Chen, you have some nerve! You destroyed my Long family's genius and killed my elder. Who gave you such confidence?"
At that moment, a cold shout rang out, and immediately after, a stern-faced white-haired elder stepped forward.
"Ancestor."
When the old man appeared, all the Long family disciples saluted. This elder was none other than Long Tianyao, the current patriarch of the Long family.
"My confidence doesn't need anyone to give me. My strength speaks for itself. I destroyed your Long family's genius because I wanted to reclaim what belonged to me. Killing your Long family elder was because he brought death on himself. You can't blame anyone else." Long Chen stood with his hands behind his back, speaking coldly.
Even facing the Long family patriarch, Long Chen still wore a cold and arrogant expression. The Long family had left him hanging at the door for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, and Long Chen knew that today there was no way to resolve the issue peacefully.
So, regardless of the other party's identity, Long Chen didn't care at all. Since everyone had already torn off the mask, there was nothing left to hold back.
"Long Chen, you are also a member of the Long family. Everything you have is given to you by the Long family, including your spiritual blood, spiritual roots, and spiritual bones. Without the Long family, how could you exist?
You actually slaughtered your clan's ancestor. This is a grave crime of betraying your master and ancestors, a grave crime. Yet you show no remorse whatsoever, showing you are a cold and indifferent person.
You must understand, everything you have is the wealth of the Long family. When the Long family needs you, you should give it away free of charge.
We have poured countless resources into Long Aotian. Your spiritual blood, spiritual roots, and spiritual bones can only be fully utilized within him.
As a member of the Long family, you should take responsibility and return your spiritual blood, roots, and bones to Long Aotian. "At that moment, an elder next to the Long family patriarch stepped forward and scolded coldly.
Hearing the old man's words, the Hall Master behind Long Chen darkened his expression. Clearly, the old man's words had angered him, as if he had never seen such a shameless person in his life.
"Hahaha..."
Long Chen laughed bitterly in anger: "Playing this game with me?" You're really blind. As a member of the Long family? What did your Long family ever give me?
The body, hair, and skin are received from parents; not daring to harm them is the beginning of filial piety. I took back what belonged to me, and in your words, how could that be considered treason?
My body and skin need to be cherished. If someone wants to kill me, if I do not resist, after my death my parents will be heartbroken. Wouldn't that be an even greater act of unfilial piety?
Born between heaven and earth, with fate established above all paths, no one has the right to arbitrarily take another's life, not even their parents, let alone an old ghost they have never met.
What's even more ridiculous is, since you call me a cold person and demand I hand over my spiritual blood, spiritual roots, and spiritual bones, are you out of your mind?
At his age, he spoke so incoherently, lacking any logical thinking, yet shamelessly barking like a mad dog.
Have you ever trained all your cultivation in this life on your skin? Besides thick skin, what other skills do you have? "
You..."
The Long family elder was trembling with anger, because his words were full of holes and contradictions. In reality, he was not a good debater; he just relied on his seniority to act arrogantly and lecture the younger generation.
Usually, it's one thing to lecture the younger generation of the Long family; they don't dare talk back to him, but Long Chen doesn't indulge his quirks. One of his words nearly killed him.
"Kid, you keep talking about filial piety, acting so arrogantly. Aren't you afraid we'll kill your father?" The old man shouted angrily.
"If my father were missing a single hair, I would make sure not even a single chicken or dog of the Long family survived."
When Long Chen was threatened, his eyes instantly darkened, and boundless killing intent spread out. He looked like a furious god of slaughter, his face twisted with rage.