THE ETERNAL SACRED KING
Eternal Sacred King Chapter 29 I'll Revenge For The Su Family

Su Zimo and the other men arrived at Ping Yang City one after another.

Su Zimo did not want to attract attention, therefore he told Song Qi to put away his flying sword and walk with him to the Su family residence.

The mansion door was tightly closed. Su Zimo had good hearing. From the sound of sobs heard from the mansion, he knew that it was Su Xiaoning.

Su Zimo frowned, stepped forward, exerted strength in his arms and pushed the door open.

The cross behind the door broke into pieces.

“Who's there?!”

A dozen black armored cavalrymen directly ran to the front door. They saw red, looking ready to kill. They were stunned when they saw Su Zimo.

“Second Young Master?”

Su Zimo nodded, bringing Song Qi towards the origin of the crying sound.

Song Qi turned his gaze to the guards, slightly afraid of them.

He could feel the murderous aura of the guards. They had obviously gone through a lot on the battlefield to have such a terrifying aura. They are not ordinary pugilists.

Many people from the Su family gathered outside Su Hong's room. Some of them stood while some sat down. Everyone looked serious and disappointed. Sadness and misery hang in the air.

“Second Young Master returned,” Uncle Zheng stood up and said.

Su Zimo narrowed her eyes as she asked, “How is sister now?”

There was a worried expression on Uncle Zheng's face. He shook his head. “Wait a minute. The Young Master was still unconscious.

Su Zimo turned his gaze to everyone in the Su family, saying in a low voice, “Do you still intend to keep it a secret from me now that everything has reached this stage?”

Everyone in the Su family looked at each other, sighing deeply.

My father used to be Su Mu, Mr. Wuding from Yan Country. Is that true?” Su Zimo said softly.

Everyone in the Su family looked worried. Uncle Zheng was surprised. “Second Young Master, you ..”

Luo Tianwu came looking for me.

Hearing his words, Uncle Zheng suddenly saw a light. He sighed before saying, Luo Tianwu is not a good person. He has a voracious design. He dreams of being king in difficult times. He sought out the Young Master, wanting to cooperate with him, but was rejected. The Su Family and King Yan might be hostile, but Young Master did not want to involve the people in Yan Country.

Your father has been on the battlefield all his life. His army, the black armored cavalry was famous for guarding the border, against external enemies. The Yan State did not lose a piece of land in the battle. The general swore that he would protect the people of Yan Country all his life, so that they would have a place to stay, and be spared the suffering of war. The Young Master was going to continue his father's mission, therefore he refused to join hands with Luo Tianwu.

Speaking of this, Uncle Zheng did not want to hide anything from Su Zimo anymore. He continued to say, Over the years, Young Master will always be on the road. He was actually collecting former black armored cavalry under the pretext of selling horses. He trained them while waiting for an opportunity for revenge.

“How many people are there now?”

“Five thousand!”

Where can so many people hide? How could they hide from the Yan and Qi state spies? Su Zimo frowned.

Uncle Zheng replied. They were hiding in a ghost village near Yan State.

Decades ago, the entire village was devoured and destroyed by a herd of wolves, not even birds and dogs escaped. There is no soul in sight. No one dared to live in the village. In the end, it became the best cover for them.

Su Zimo thought before asking, Uncle Zheng used to hint that the enemy of the Su family was the Qi Refinement Warrior. How's what?”

A few decades ago, there were many Qi Refinement Warriors in the capital of the Yan State. They are guarding King Yan and therefore we must continue to delay King Yan's assassination plans. The Young Master waited patiently for an opportunity when the spies in the palace sent news a month ago that King Yan was going to hunt in the southern outskirts.

The black armored cavalry would only be the most powerful in the vast terrain. The Qi Refinement Warrior would die if they made the slightest mistake while competing with them.

Su Zimo nodded.

The Qi Refinement Warrior had a weak body. They are no different from ordinary people. If the troops fought, and there was a storm of arrows, some Qi Refinement Warrior would not be able to change the outcome. They might even die.

Uncle Zheng shook his head and let out a long sigh. Unfortunately, this time the assassination failed. There were not a few but dozens of Qi Refinement Warriors beside King Yan! There was even a cultivation clan as a supporter of King Yan!

Su Zimo was shocked to hear that.

In the cultivation world, the clan leader should at least reach the Foundation Establishment Realm before he can establish a clan.

Song Qi advanced and whispered. Second Young Master Su, I have an essence nutrition pill. This is very common in the cultivation world. It can be used to stabilize the foundation and nourish the essence. It should be useful to Young Master.

“Thank you.” Su Zimo nodded.

Uncle Zheng said disappointedly, Healing the body is easy, but it is difficult to heal the heart. The failure this time around was too great a blow for the Young Master.

“Mmm?” Su Zimo frowned. Big brother has a strong will and determination. Why was he defeated after one failure?

Uncle Zheng smiled sadly and sighed. The Young Master knew that if there was a cultivation clan supporting King Yan, there would be no way for the Su family to take revenge. There is no greater sadness than despair. I guess ...there's no way to change things.

“Young Master is up.” Just then Liu Yu walked out of the room with a grim expression on her face.

There was a pungent smell of medicine upon reaching the door.

Su Zimo turned around and looked towards the bed. His brother, Su Hong lay quietly on the bed. His injuries were serious and his breathing was getting weaker.

“Brothers!”

Su Xiaoning who was standing guard by the bed shouted loudly, running into Su Zimo's embrace, crying. Brother is seriously injured. Second Brother, can you think of a solution?

Su Zimo patted Su Xiaoning's back gently, comforting her with a soft whisper. He helped her to the side before going to check on Su Hong.

Su Hong's hair was bleached. He had just reached the age of thirty but he looked old. His face was thin and yellow and his lips were chapped. He stared blankly at the roof, as if he had lost his soul.

Her hair was bleached overnight. Indeed, there is no sadness as great as despair!

Su Zimo's heart ached upon seeing her older brother. There were tears in his eyes.

The Su family has been entangled in bloodshed for years and her brother must seek justice for his own family!

For the past 16 years, this man protected his younger brother and sister from harm, for fear that they would suffer the slightest complaint or be hurt. He remained silent, worried they would get involved in it.

This man endured hatred and hostility alone for 16 years. He could not imagine what kind of life he had lived for so many years.

Has he slept well in the last 16 years?

How painful and torturing was it for this man to live in hatred all the time for 16 years?

“Brothers...”

Su Zimo's lips trembled as she called out to her brother.

There had never been a time where this word sounded so pitiful as when Su Zimo was talking about it.

Su Hong turned his head slowly, resting his blank look on Su Zimo's face for a long time before there was finally a glint in his eyes. She moved her stiff lips, forcing a smile on her lips, as she spoke softly, “Zimo .. you are back.”

Su Zimo knelt on the floor, holding Su Hong's cold hand in his palm. He pursed his lips tightly, holding back the tears in his eyes.

“Zimo, I won't make it.” Su Hong sighed softly.

Su Zimo lost control of his words. Tears flowed down his cheeks, drenching his sleeves.

This was the first time Su Zimo had cried in the past 18 years.

Su Hong tried to raise his hand to wipe away the tears on Su Zimo's face. But his arm was too weak and fell back onto the bed halfway through.

Don't shed tears, don't shed tears. The men in the Su family only shed blood but not tears.

Su Zimo raised his sleeve to wipe his tears, nodding.

Zimo, after I die, go with Xiaoning and the Su family. Go somewhere as far as possible, Su Hong said.

Su Zimo lowered his head, remaining silent. He clenched his fists, his nails dug into his skin, blood flowed out of it.

Su Zimo raised his head after a long while, looking calm. “Kakak, happy resting. Don't think too much.

There was another thing that Su Zimo kept for himself.

He will take revenge for the Su family!