The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 151: Reap What You Sow!

"Lin Canglang, are you attempting to obliterate the centuries-old foundation of my Wenxian Sect?"

Elder Yao's eyes blazed with anger as he fixed his gaze unwaveringly on Lin Canglang. If word of this were to reach the Empire, they might immediately send down severe punishment that was capable of reducing the Wenxian Sect to mere ashes in an instant.

"For such a small sect like the Wenxian Sect, what's there to cherish?" Lin Canglang flicked his sleeve dismissively. "Today, you all could have all spared yourselves, but alas, you decided to betray me. I don't need this Wenxian Sect anymore!"

"Hahaha! Brother Lin, you've finally come to your senses. What's the point of being the master of such a small sect? It's nowhere near as enjoyable as us brothers living carefree," laughed a burly man standing beside Blood Red Garment, his mouth stretched wide in amusement.

"You! You're simply incorrigible!" Elder Yao trembled with anger, unable to believe that Lin Canglang was so ambitious that he would treat the Wenxian Sect as mere trash.

"H-How could the sect leader do such a thing?"

"Nonsense! You’re still calling him the sect leader? That scoundrel isn't worthy of the title!"

"What are we going to do now? The Four Evils of the Bloody Night are all formidable experts in the Transformation Realm, each one a ruthless killer!"

The disciples, stewards, and even the elders of the Wenxian Sect were filled with anxiety. Despite their numbers, Lin Canglang, Yang Wei, and the peak leaders, along with the Four Evils of the Bloody Night and their followers, could easily wipe out the entire Wenxian Sect.

Gritting his teeth with resentment, Duanmu Qingshan said, "Lin Canglang, this feud between us was meant to stay between us. There's no need to involve the entire Wenxian Sect. Are you willing to face me one-on-one and settle this once and for all?"

"Duanmu, you old geezer, who do you think you are to bargain with me?" Lin Canglang sneered, his voice echoing through the hall. "Blood Red Garment and a few of the rest of you, deal with Duanmu Qingshan for me. Remember, we need him alive! As for that kid, I'll handle him myself!"

Lin Canglang's gaze, brimming with bitter resentment, was fixed on Ling Feng as if he desired to devour him whole.

All of his meticulously crafted plans over the years lay in ruins, all thanks to Ling Feng!

Even when compared to his hatred for Duanmu Qingshan, his animosity towards Ling Feng was quite deep. Had he foreseen this outcome, he would have never allowed Ling Feng to grow to such an extent.

"You wretch!" Elder Yao seethed with fury, his beard bristling as he thundered, "Lin Canglang, do you believe your actions honor the ancestors of the Wenxian Sect? Do they honor your master?"

"Hahaha, the ends justify the means. That's the most valuable lesson my master imparted to me!"

With a swift motion of his spear, Lin Canglang spoke coldly, "Old man Yao, you could have stayed out of this, remained in the medicinal pavilion, and lived a few more years. But instead, I'm going to end you along with the rest!"

"Lin Canglang!" His heart shook. "You wretch! How could the Wenxian Sect produce such a shameless scoundrel like you? Even if it means risking my life today, I'll still take your head!"

"That might not be possible," Blood Red Garment said with a sinister smile, his voice chilling. "Because—"

Suddenly, his gaze turned icy, and with a swift movement of his right hand, he pierced through Lin Canglang's chest.

In an instant, Lin Canglang's body stiffened and collapsed, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at Blood Red Garment. "Blood Red Garment, what's the meaning of this? How dare you repay my kindness with enmity and lay hands on me?"

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, is today the first day you've known me, Blood Red Garment?" he sneered. "In our circle, gratitude is unheard of. It's all about mutual exploitation."

Blood Red Garment grinned maliciously. "Over the years, we've done a lot for you, so consider that us repaying our debt."

"Oh, and one last thing," he added. "I hate it when someone meddles in my affairs. I've had enough of your grandiose plans and incessant babbling. It's time for you to meet your end!"

"Hahaha!" The other members of the Four Evils of the Bloody Night immediately burst into laughter.

To them, loyalty was non-existent. Given the chance, they would turn against their master in an instant.

"Y-You despicable..."

His voice abruptly halted as Blood Red Garment's foot landed on Lin Canglang's face, sending him flying with a vicious kick. "Shut up! The sound I hate the most is your voice. It makes me sick!"

Crash!

Lin Canglang collided heavily with a massive boulder, causing blood to gush from the wound in his chest, and more to spurt out of his mouth.

"This..."

At this sudden turn of events, Yang Wei, Li Liang, and others were immediately shaken to the core.

Thud!

In an instant, all the lackeys who had followed Lin Canglang knelt down in unison, "Blood Boss, we are willing to follow the Four Evils of the Bloody Night. Blood Boss, you are unparalleled and invincible!"

"You all... urgh!"

Enraged to the point of spitting blood, Lin Canglang’s eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fainted completely. Blood was still gushing from his chest, making him seem beyond salvation.

"Reap what you sow!" Duanmu Qingshan tightened his grip on the longsword, witnessing Lin Canglang's betrayal by Blood Red Garment and his subsequent demise on the spot. However, there was no hint of satisfaction in his heart.

They would soon confront even more formidable adversaries: the Four Evils of the Bloody Night!

"Alas, will the foundation of my Wenxian Sect, painstakingly built over hundreds of years, be obliterated in an instant?" Elder Yao sighed, expressing a hint of helplessness. Under Lin Canglang's leadership, the ordinary disciples might have been spared. However, the Four Evils of the Bloody Night were a hundredfold more ruthless and malevolent than Lin Canglang, guaranteeing no chance of anyone surviving.

"Hehehe..." Blood Red Garment chuckled coldly. "From today onwards, the Wenxian Sect shall cease to exist!"

Patting Yang Wei's cheek, Blood Red Garment smirked, "Those who are able to discern the situation are the wise ones. I still require a few more dogs by my side!"

"Bark bark! I'm a dog, I'm a dog!"

Yang Wei, Li Liang, and the others immediately began to bark like wild dogs.

One peak leader, displaying a hint of courage, declined to join in the barking. In response, Blood Red Garment swiftly crushed his skull with a single stomp, splattering the ground with red and white brain matter.

Such brutal methods were chilling to witness.

"Hahaha! Amusing, very amusing!"

Blood Red Garment laughed uproariously, gesturing grandly. "Brothers, from this day forth, we no longer have that old fool Lin Canglang blabbering incessantly. Today, feel free to indulge in some killing!"

"Hahaha! Thank you, Boss!"

The other three Evils of the Bloody Night and their followers erupted into maniacal laughter, signaling the onset of a massacre.

A sense of despair was cast over the entire Wenxian Sect, prompting curses from the elders and disciples alike.

"That damned Lin Canglang invited disaster upon us! He's brought us to our downfall!"

"That idiot! His own death is one thing, but he's dragging down the entire Wenxian Sect with him!"

"Shit, run! Run for your lives!"

As the scene descended into chaos, the disciples of the Wenxian Sect found themselves confronted by those ruthless thugs, leaving them unable to summon even an ounce of courage to resist.

"Hmph, attempting to flee? The perimeter has already been sealed off. Everyone here is doomed to die!"

A burly brute grinned maliciously, deriving pleasure from killing. Even if someone begged for mercy on their knees, these individuals wouldn't show an ounce of mercy.

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1. Author's Note: Now that you've reached this part, feel free to take a guess: Did Lin Canglang really scheme all of this? Did he truly meet his end in such a manner? ☜

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