Through Hellfire - Chapter 11 Arrival Of.

The insidious grin on Shi Qingyuan’s face grew larger as a glowing fireball appeared in his hand. To him, even the child in front of him, didn’t warrant the least bit of his sympathy. These worms in my sight are detestable and it is best just to kill them rather than watch their pitiful mortal existence.

When he was born, his body had a set of very powerful Yang propelling veins, which were best suitable for cultivation. The birth of the new Qilin of the Shi Clan, garnered help from their main family, who began to supply the branch clan with new resources.

That is the reason why the Shi Clan hopes to currently win the coup to control Vineyard City.

As a phenomenal existence, from the time he could think Shi Qingyuan was brought up with the morals and beliefs that he was a supreme existence who couldn’t be confined by the limitations and confinements of being a mortal.

From his childhood, everyone who couldn’t cultivate, unlike him, were all ants to be trampled. Even as he grew to the age of eighteen his warped thinking didn’t change and actually worsened over time. As cultivators were those who both defied and grew closer to the Heavens, he viewed all mortals who couldn’t or didn’t cultivate as existences who were hated by the heavens. As a chosen one of the heavens above, he didn’t find it the least bit immoral to hunt down those weak mortals.

Even if it was a newborn baby in front of him, he was ruthless enough to kill it. It was as simple as the act of breathing to him.

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Hawk’s rage grew as he looked at the ugly grin on Shi Qingyuan’s face.

The monster in front of him, had just killed his mother and his uncle. To a child as small as him, who was barely seven years old, such an event would be life altering and a great source of trauma for many years to come.

Subconsciously, Hawk rotated the Heaven and Earth energy in his profound veins. The only art he knew, was the World-Moving manual that was given to him by Li Ran.

The World-Moving manual was very peculiar if an ordinary cultivator saw it. But, Hawk did not have knowledge in ordinary cultivation to know the difference.

While normal cultivation manuals would promote the learning of specific arts that were refined over time, the World-Moving manual focussed on an overall control of Earth type energy.

The 1st chapter was simple and Hawk had comprehended it very quickly with the help of Li Ran. It dealt with the most common behaviour of Earth energy. To flow like water, but to remain unmoved against pressure. The fact that the Earth energy could be capable of such motion and behaviour would be considered as lunacy by an experienced cultivator.

But Hawk, who did not know this, cultivated diligently according to the manual.

At the moment when the fireball in Shi Qingyuan’s hand was about to launch, Hawk struck the ground with his fists in rage.

He did not realize that he had used his cultivation.

Tremors began to spread in a small scale across the ground and reached Shi Qingyuan. The small displacement in footing caused Shi Qingyuan to falter and the fireball veered off target.

As Shi Qingyuan fell down, Hawk rushed to him, and smashed his fists into his face. The ground beneath his fists trembled slightly again.

To anyone else, such strength could be considered trivial and not noteworthy. But, Shi Qingyuan on the receiving end, experienced the feeling of getting his brains scrambled. Before he could recover however, Hawk kept on pummeling his fists. The power gradually increased and the damage began to show its physical magnitude on Shi Qingyuan.

But, Hawk’s next fist was caught by the trembling hands of Shi Qingyuan. Shi Qingyuan’s grip tightened and his face showed an unmistakable rage.

A crack sound was heard, and Hawk roared with incredible pain. His hand was just snapped and the pain began to over power all his senses.

Shi Qingyuan gathered his bearing to steady himself. He was shocked to a degree that, a kid who could be called a fledgling cultivator had damaged him to this extent.

The rage in him grew, and he rotated his cultivation base to recover himself. He focussed to his hands and fireballs appeared at the tip of each if his fingers. They were more intense then the ones before and could be considered as scoarching hot.

But, Hawk rushed forward, grabbed Shi Qingyuan’s arm and smashed to his own face.

This motion was too quick for Shi Qingyuan to prepare for, and five fireballs roasted his face.

Hawk’s rage didn’t dull in the least and was exploding outward by the second. He didn’t know that it was his cultivation, but his body was filled with power. In a vague way, he could sense the gap between Shi Qingyuan and himself, and that gap was very wide.

But, he was in no mood to care and his fists began to harden. They began to mimick rocks and their appearance was terrifying. His fists were fast and decisive in their nature. They kept on punching Shi Qingyuan who was down.

But, a wave of power exploded out of Shi Qingyuan and blasted Hawk away. The enraged roar of Shi Qingyuan resounded out to the surroundings.

Hawk began to pick himself up from the ground, his body and fists still tight with tension and anger.

Before either could make a move however, an interruption occurred in the fight. It was the companions of Shi Qingyuan, who were watching from the walls.

But, it wasn’t their arrival to help him, and slaughter the completely unexpected Hawk.

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It was the sound of their lifeless bodies crashing around Shi Qingyuan.

The very next instant Shi Qingyuan was restrained by vines which shot out of the ground. They coiled around his limbs, and before he could even release a breath, a fist came crashing down on him.

The power in that fist was tremendous, and Shi Qingyuan exploded into a puddle of blood.

Hawk, who was still stunned felt his body weakening and his knees buckled. But, before before he hit the ground, he was caught by a gentle figure.

Her arms held him and guided him down gently.

As she laid him down, her guards had moved next to her.

“Wipe out the Shi Clan. I don’t want not one of them to be left alive.” Her voice was merciless.

“But, my lady, the search is…”

“This is an order!” Her voice was firm. The authority behind that voice was enough, and all the guards save one, moved to her order.

She had a melancholic look in her face as she began to heal Hawk.

“Where did you go, Su Yan?” (Su Li)