Outside the Nangong Manor, various factions were ready to make a move, but no one acted first, fearing that if they did, others would reap the benefits.
Seeing that no one was making a move, Old Daoist Xiao whispered to Xiao Ming, "Have your people pay attention to the core descendants of the Nangong family, not one of them should be spared."
Xiao Ming nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, if we're going to pressure them, we'll pressure them to death."
Old Daoist Xiao then said to Luo Tianshui, who was standing to his right, "Young man Luo, go and set fires. Don't hold back, burn everything you can."
"Okay."
Luo Tianshui agreed, turned around with Meiling, and left. Ye Mei was about to follow but was called back by Old Daoist Xiao.
"Girl, bring out all your poisons. Kill as many as you can," Old Daoist Xiao said in a low voice.
"Isn't that a bit much? I've prepared a lot of poisons, and many people will die."
"What's not much? They set a trap to force Long Xiao into it, and now Long Xiao's life is uncertain. You're still being soft-hearted towards them."
Ye Mei nodded and said, "Daoist Xiao, the poisons I've prepared have no antidote. Please remind our people to be careful."
Old Daoist Xiao looked at Ye Mei and said, "You'd poison your own people too?"
Ye Mei smiled awkwardly and said, "I can't control a large-scale poisoning. I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."
"Do as you please. Xiao Ming should have the antidote," Old Daoist Xiao said, looking at Xiao Ming.
Upon hearing that Ye Mei was going to use poison, Xiao Ming quickly took out antidotes and had Liu Dayong distribute them to everyone. He knew that Ye Mei's poisons acted very quickly, and if one didn't have the antidote on hand after being poisoned, there was basically no hope.
After everything was arranged, Old Daoist Xiao walked towards Nangong Qinyu.
Seeing Old Daoist Xiao approaching Nangong Qinyu, people from other families, fearing he would gain all the benefits, followed and surrounded them.
Nangong Qinyu saw a large group of people surrounding him and quickly said, "I've already told you all, I really didn't capture Long Xiao."
"A thief never admits to being a thief. Of course, you won't admit it if you captured him," Old Daoist Xiao said loudly.
The experts from the various families who had followed also echoed his words. Just moments ago, they were attacking Old Daoist Xiao, but now they stood with him.
"Why are you all siding with that old Daoist? Don't listen to his nonsense. We'll find the Long family soon." Nangong Qinyu shouted.
Finding the Long family no longer held any allure for the various families. What they wanted now was Long Xiao, and the hidden treasures of the Long family that might be on Long Xiao.
Seeing that no one was listening to him, Nangong Qinyu quickly stood up and said, "Everyone retreat, do not clash with them."
All the descendants of the Nangong family retreated. Old Daoist Xiao knew that Nangong Qinyu did not dare to act. If he did, with so many Heavenly Realm masters present, he would surely die.
"If you don't hand over Long Xiao, we'll kill Nangong Qinyu first!" Old Daoist Xiao shouted and charged at Nangong Qinyu.
The other Heavenly Realm masters, seeing Old Daoist Xiao make a move, also attacked.
While attacking Nangong Qinyu, Old Daoist Xiao shouted, "If the Nangong family doesn't hand over Long Xiao, we'll kill Nangong Qinyu and burn down the Nangong family!"
Someone beside Old Daoist Xiao shouted, "That's right, if they don't hand over Long Xiao, we'll burn down the Nangong family!"
Old Daoist Xiao turned his head and saw that the one shouting was Cai Xingyun. He said happily, "Old Cai is right, no person, then fire!"
Under the leadership of Old Daoist Xiao, Nangong Qinyu was beaten into a sorry state.
In the beginning, Old Daoist Xiao did not exert much effort, only intending to trap Nangong Qinyu and prevent him from escaping.
Seeing that Old Daoist Xiao and the others had trapped Nangong Qinyu, Xiao Ming happily raised his profound iron cleaver and shouted, "Kill! Annihilate the Nangong family!"
The Nangong family was the head of the martial arts families in China. Ever since the Nangong family was established, no one had dared to utter the slogan of annihilating them.
It was Xiao Ming's first time shouting to annihilate the Nangong family, and it sounded incredibly domineering.
Meiling, dragging her over a meter long saber, looked at Xiao Ming with admiration.
Led by eight stout men, the Kuang Dao Sect charged forward, dealing with the Nangong descendants as easily as cutting potatoes.
Nangong Qinyu's heart bled as he watched the Nangong family's descendants being cut down one by one. He never expected things to escalate to this point.
While the Nangong family members were being besieged at the entrance of the Nangong Manor, clear smoke began to rise from several buildings inside the manor, and flames gradually appeared.
Around the Nangong Manor, Nangong family descendants were being attacked everywhere, and the scene became extremely chaotic. Old Daoist Xiao kept his eyes on Nangong Qinyu; it was not yet time to kill him, so he did not deliver a killing blow.
On the mountaintop, Old Cui, who was observing the Nangong Manor, grew more and more solemn. Long Xiao was missing, and the Nangong family was being destroyed, but the Japanese had not shown themselves. Only two people from the Tongji Society had appeared, and the others had not made a move.
"Where are the people from the Tongji Society?" Old Cui asked.
A young man reported the situation to Old Cui, who nodded and said, "Keep a close watch on them and see what they are doing."
Old Cui then looked through his binoculars for a few more minutes and asked, "Has that Japanese bastard Xiuyuan made any move yet?"
"No, the Japanese haven't moved," a middle-aged man replied.
As Old Cui put down his binoculars, he suddenly said, "This is bad. The Japanese are also after Long Xiao. Scatter your men quickly and search all nearby places where people can hide. Besides Xiuyuan and his group, there must be other Japanese."
Two old ancestors of the Nangong family, carrying Long Xiao, were rapidly ascending the mountain along a small path. They had been cultivating in the back mountain, and even few of the Nangong family descendants knew of their existence.
"Brother, do you think Long Xiao really has the hidden treasures of the Long family?" Nangong Di asked.
Nangong Tian shook his head and said, "I don't know. We'll know after we wake him up and ask."
"If he doesn't have the hidden treasures of the Long family, will we just kill him then?" Nangong Di asked again.
Nangong Tian shook his head and said, "Even if he doesn't have the hidden treasures of the Long family, he is a direct descendant of the Long family. His value is immense. He's worthless if he's dead."
As they walked along the mountain path, talking, Nangong Tian suddenly stopped as they rounded a bend.
"What's wrong, Brother?" Nangong Di asked.
"We're surrounded," Nangong Tian said, looking around.
Nangong Di also looked around, but he didn't see anyone.
"There's no one here."
As soon as Nangong Di finished speaking, countless arrows shot towards them.
The two unleashed their spiritual energy, and all the incoming arrows were blocked by it, hovering in mid-air.
A group of assassins dressed in black and wielding Japanese swords appeared, crouching low and charging rapidly towards the two Nangong ancestors.
With a thought, the two manipulated their spiritual energy. The arrows suspended in the air turned their arrowheads and shot towards the assassins in black.
A sharp whistling sound filled the air. The men in black hurriedly swung their Japanese swords, trying to deflect the incoming arrows.
With crisp sounds, the Japanese swords broke, and arrows pierced through the chests of the men in black.
"Hahaha, good! The Nangong ancestors are indeed strong, very strong!"
With the sound, a middle-aged man dressed in traditional Japanese attire appeared.
The middle-aged man clapped his hands and walked towards the Nangong ancestors. After a few steps, another identical middle-aged man appeared. Both wore the same attire and looked exactly alike.
The two middle-aged men walked a few more steps, and a third identical middle-aged man appeared.
The three identical middle-aged men walked up to the Nangong ancestors. One of them said, "Leave Long Xiao here."
"You're Japanese. I'm not looking down on you, but even if Xiuyuan the bastard came, we'd still beat him up."
All three Japanese men burst into laughter. One of them said, "What is Xiuyuan the bastard? Ten Xiuyuan the bastards are no match for the three of us."