Chapter 205: Murong Xuans Helplessness, The Coffin That Fell During The Prayer Ceremony

Chapter 205: Murong Xuan's Helplessness, The Coffin That Fell During The Prayer Ceremony

Black Warrior Domain, at the Murong clan.

At this moment, inside the firewood shed, an injured and wound-filled young man shackled with cuffs was lying on the ground.

It was Murong Xuan who had come to participate in the Murong clan's try-out.

Sounds of footsteps were heard from outside the firewood shed.

Several young men and women soon came in as if they had arranged to meet there.

"Oh, I see that you're still alive and well huh, our dear Third Young Master." Looking at Murong Xuan lying inside in the firewood shed, Murong Hai could not help but mock.

"Nonsense, of course, we've got to keep him alive for now. After all, we still have to let him witness the removal of his lowlife mother's remains tomorrow."

A woman smiled jokingly.

Murong Xuan's eyes lit up with anger the moment he heard this. He lifted his head to glare at Murong Hai and the others. "If you dare to lay a single finger on my mother, I will haunt you all even in my death, and you all shall suffer my wrath!"

"Oh my, how frightening."

"You want to become a vengeful ghost? What a joke."

"Then again, doesn't he already look like one now?"

That crowd continued to ridicule Murong Xuan for a while.

Murong Hai squatted, glared, and spoke to Murong Xuan coldly, "Do you really think you can start a new life at the Black Heaven Sect as their Daoist?"

"In your dreams. This time, we'll be moving your mother's remains out of the clan's tomb under the Young Emperor and his mother's orders. But I bet you always knew that the Young Emperor had been wanting to deal with your mother's remains for a long time now. How can he possibly bear to see your lowlife mother being worshipped and prayed so devoutly inside the clan's tomb? It's quite fortunate that he hasn't exhumed your mother's corpse just to give a few nasty whips."

"Oh, by the way, do you know where we're going to move your mother's remains to this time? Do you recall the mass grave outside the city? Holy hell, the people who died and are buried there were all beggars, pariahs, and all sorts of lowlife human scum. Can you imagine the stench over there? Such a place can't be more appropriate for that lowly maidservant mother of yours to join."

Murong Hai's words caused Murong Xuan's eyes to redden with rage. As a vengeful and monstrous hatred boiled within him, Murong Xuan roared like an angered beast. "I'll f*cking kill you!"

He immediately dashed towards Murong Hai but the latter gave him a kick and sent him crashing into a pile of firewood nearby. Murong Xuan had no strength to fight back at all.

"Your meridian system is already crippled and your spiritual mound is heavily damaged. Now that your feet and hands are bound, you're no different from a mangled dog! And you dare go against us? In your dreams!"

Murong Hai spat on him and left while laughing.

The others also looked at Murong Xuan on the ground with contempt before they followed Murong Hai to leave the dirty and messy firewood shed.

Murong Xuan was once again left alone inside the firewood shed with a few pieces of wood scattered around his body. He was void of any movement as if he was already dead.

There could be no greater sorrow than a withered heart.

Another person soon came into the firewood shed. It was Murong Feng.

Seeing Murong Xuan lying on the ground so disgracefully, a look of anger flashed across Murong Feng's eyes. "I suppose they came to trouble you again."

Upon hearing his voice, Murong Xuan replied, "What does it have to do with you?"

Murong Feng turned silent for a while before he sighed. "Perhaps it was my mistake to tell you about this news. I shouldn't have brought you back in the first place. "

"You told me that as long as I show a decent performance during the clan's try-out, it'll win the respect and value of the elders, which will ensure my mother would lay undisturbed. But now that I've become a disabled person, all hope is lost."

"I did not expect that they would be so cruel as to hire the people from the Blackstain Plumes to attack you." Murong Feng sighed in disappointment. He had underestimated how cruel and despicable Murong Hai, Murong Yu, and the others could be.

"There's no point talking about this now."

"I'll go find your father and ask him to let you go."

"My father? Haha, haha..."

Murong Xuan let out a few small bursts of laughter when he heard that. "That person had never cared about me before. And now that I've become a disabled person, what makes you think he'll risk damaging the relationship with his most promising and eldest son, Murong Yu, for the sake of a useless person like me? The words 'father' disgusts and mean nothing to me!"

"I'll still try no matter what. With your Black Heaven Sect background, I believe the Murong clan will still be cautious and wary because of it."

At that, Murong Feng sighed again and left.

He suddenly thought of Chu Kuangren's warning when he brought Murong Xuan back home. The anxiety in his heart gradually rose.

It was beyond his expectations that things turned out the way they were now.

"Black Heaven Sect, Sect Leader..."

Murong Xuan mumbled.

Compared to the Murong clan, the Black Heaven Sect was his real home.

He also knew that Chu Kuangren would not give up on him. He even guessed that his Sect Leader might be on the way to the Murong clan right now.

It was a shame that the Black Heaven Sect was located quite a far distance away from the Murong clan. By the time Chu Kuangren arrived, his mother's remains would already have been moved to the mass grave in the city.

Murong Xuan's grief and anger fumed as he thought of this. To him, the pain and suffering he felt were worse than death.

...

The next day.

The members of the Murong clan were paying respects to their ancestors and ancestors in the clan mausoleum. Besides the Murong clan's head and elders, their disciples and descendants of the main and branch families were present as well.

"With the successful end of the clan try-outs, we shall now pay our respects and pray to our ancestors. May they forever bless our Murong clan with peace and prosperity!"

The Murong clan's head led everyone to bow and pray at the clan mausoleum with incense sticks in their hands.

The lengthy prayer ceremony came to an end after a very long time.

"Alright men, open up the clan mausoleum!" Standing beside the Murong clan's head, an aristocratic lady in a gorgeous gown and a pearl hairpin ordered loudly.

Meanwhile, the Murong clan's head did nothing and only watched from the side.

The door of the clan mausoleum was then opened.

A few of the disciples who were notified earlier entered the mausoleum and came out a while later carrying a black coffin.

That aristocratic woman then said, "Inside the clan mausoleum are the ancestors who had brought great contributions to my Murong clan, and every one of them possessed the noblest of titles and positions. This lowly servant with no virtue and talent will only disrupt the peace of our ancestors if she's inside buried with them."

"From this day onwards, this person shall be moved and buried at another location."

At those words, many of the Murong clan's disciples began to whisper and gossip.

"I thought that the news of our mistress moving the Ning clan member's remains was just rumors. I never expect it to be true."

"Tsk, the one from the Ning clan has been dead for such a long time. I can't believe that they're moving her to another gravesite. It's a pity that even in death, she still cannot rest in peace."

"I heard that the one from the Ning clan was just a lowly servant back in those days. However, she managed to attract the clan head. She became his concubine right after and gave birth to his child. But because she gained the ire of the main mistress who's from the Ling clan, both mother and son were gradually neglected and treated badly."

"That's true, the mistress was from the Ling clan which is one of the top honorable orthodoxies, while the one from the Ning clan was merely a housemaid without any background whatsoever. How could she possibly compete with the main mistress? The clan head only adored her for a short while at that too."

"What a scumbag!"

"Shh, don't you care for your life? Stop this nonsense at once."

Among the crowd, Murong Hai signaled a stare to a person beside him.

That person understood what he meant and quickly left the scene right after.

Not long after, that person returned while dragging Murong Xuan with him to a corner, for him to witness his mother's coffin being carried away.

"Mother! Dear mother!"

Murong Xuan's eyes were red with anger and sorrow. It looked as though he was crazy.

However, he still could not break free of that person's grasps.

At that moment, Murong Hai rolled his eyes as a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a flick of his fingers, he then shot out a burst of qi which hit the knee of one of the disciples who was carrying the coffin.

That disciple groaned in pain and could not help but trip over, causing the coffin to fall on the ground. With that, the coffin opened up, and skeletal remains tumbled out from the coffin, exposed to the sun.

Murong Xuan's blood boiled, and his mind roared as if it was going to explode. "Mother!"

Letting out a roaring scream, he tried his best to break free from the person grabbing him and ran towards the coffin.

However, before he could take a few steps, he was pressed flat onto the ground by a surge of Domain energy and was unable to move.

The one who did it was Murong Yu, the Murong clan's Young Emperor.

"How dare you disrespect the Murong clan's prayer ceremony!"

Murong Yu spoke in a chilling tone. Murong Hai and the others simply gloated in delight as they watched Murong Xuan's current predicament.

Could not bear to watch any longer, Murong Feng was about to step out and stop him.

However, by that time...

The skies suddenly went dark.