After Changing To The Ruthless Way The Brothers Cried And Begged For Forgiveness Chapter 74

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“Give it to me!”

“Give it to me!”

The man with triangular eyes and the man with a bulbous nose shouted in unison.

As soon as the words left their mouths, they turned to glare at each other in defiance.

The bulbous-nosed man was livid. “I’m the elder brother! The Realm-Breaking Pill should go to me!”

“So what if you’re the elder brother? Treasures belong to those who can use them! Even Grandfather said my talent surpasses yours, so this pill should be mine!” The triangular-eyed man refused to back down.

“Grandfather actually said I’m inferior to you?!”

The bulbous-nosed man trembled with rage.

The elderly man in the black robe watched his two grandsons quarrel openly in front of outsiders. His expression turned a mix of fury and exasperation.

“Silence, both of you! I will decide who gets the Realm-Breaking Pill!”

The triangular-eyed man grinned smugly at his elder brother.

Grandfather had always favored him, so the Realm-Breaking Pill would undoubtedly be his.

The bulbous-nosed man came to the same conclusion, his chest burning with fury.

Even though he was the elder brother, Grandfather always preferred the younger one. Every good thing went to the second brother first, and only the leftovers fell to him.

He could endure everything else, but this Realm-Breaking Pill was critical for his advancement to the Golden Core stage. He absolutely could not let it go!

A glint of malice flashed in the bulbous-nosed man’s eyes.

In the next moment, he gathered his strength and struck his younger brother with a powerful palm attack, shouting, “Die for me!”

If the second brother was dead, the Realm-Breaking Pill would be his. All of Grandfather’s treasures would be his too!

Neither the elderly man nor the triangular-eyed man had expected such a sudden attack. The triangular-eyed man was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

“Scoundrel!”

The elderly man erupted with fury and slapped the bulbous-nosed man across the face.

The bulbous-nosed man only managed a muffled grunt before crashing into a mountainside, where he fell unconscious.

Without sparing him another glance, the black-robed elder hurried to the triangular-eyed man’s side, his eyes filled with concern as he checked for injuries.

Between the two grandsons, he indeed favored the younger one.

The elder brother’s appearance had often brought him ridicule, while the younger brother’s sweet words won his affection. Besides, the younger one’s talent far outshone the elder’s. The elder had already planned to pass everything to the second grandson as his life drew to a close.

Nothing must happen to him!

The triangular-eyed man slowly opened his eyes, disoriented, only to see his elder brother approaching with a sinister grin.

Hatred surged within him, and as his elder brother drew near, he instinctively thrust a dagger into his opponent’s dantian with all his might.

“You’re the one who should die!”

The strike used up nearly all his strength.

“Ah!”

The black-robed elder stared in disbelief at the triangular-eyed man, opening his mouth as if to speak but instead spitting out black blood.

Only then did he remember—the dagger was a birthday gift he had given his younger grandson, and the blade was coated with a potent poison. Below the Golden Core stage, it was lethal upon drawing blood; even those above the stage would suffer severe internal damage.

The elder hurriedly sealed his acupuncture points, ready to expel the poison from his dantian using spiritual energy. But before he could act, the triangular-eyed man let out a manic laugh and yanked the dagger out, plunging it in again.

“Splurt!”

The elder spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing his grandson still intent on delivering another blow, the elder’s eyes filled with grief and rage.

So it had been the younger grandson all along, secretly wishing for his death. The elder brother was the truly filial one.

Realizing this, he didn’t hesitate any longer and struck the triangular-eyed man’s skull with a decisive palm strike.

A crackling sound of bones breaking filled the air.

The man with triangular eyes collapsed to the ground, blood streaming from his seven orifices. He died with his eyes wide open, a look of disbelief frozen on his face.

The Chen family members stared in stunned silence.

It was their first time witnessing robbers turning on each other like this.

And each blow was merciless, aimed straight at fatal points.

The man with triangular eyes was beyond saving, his life snuffed out entirely.

The man with a garlic-shaped nose still clung to life, barely.

As for the old man in the black robe, though he seemed to have some strength left, his darkened complexion and the black blood he spat indicated he wouldn’t last much longer either.

Clutching the wound on his abdomen, the black-robed elder struggled to his feet.

In mere moments, his face appeared to age ten years.

“Cough, cough…”

His raspy coughs echoed as the oppressive black mist above everyone began to dissipate. Weak beams of light filtered through.

The old man glanced at the gathered group before turning to leave.

Just as he took his first step, he paused, sensing something amiss. Whirling around, his gaze landed on Yu Zhao, whose expression remained calm.

“You?!”

Yu Zhao didn’t respond. From the Lotus Incense Burner at her waist, a wisp of delicate smoke curled upward.

“Hahaha… cough, cough… hahaha! I never thought… the great Black Robe would fall at the hands of a mere Foundation Establishment junior! Cough! I’ll kill you!”

The old man’s face twisted in madness.

It all became clear to him now.

Why had his two grandsons suddenly lost control and started arguing?

Why did the eldest suddenly attack the second?

Why had the second stabbed him without warning?

It was all her doing. That woman had played them all like puppets!

The black-robed elder couldn’t bear the humiliation of being outmaneuvered by someone he deemed an insignificant ant. He longed for revenge, to kill her before he drew his last breath.

But just as he summoned his spiritual energy, the toxins suppressed within him erupted violently. A wave of searing pain surged through his body from his organs to every corner of his being.

“Ah!”

He let out a roar of unwillingness before collapsing.

His eyes fixed on Yu Zhao with unyielding hatred as he used every ounce of strength to crawl toward her.

“Kill… you… kill…”

Moments later, his cloudy eyes dimmed entirely.

Even in death, his bony arm remained extended in Yu Zhao’s direction, refusing to fall.

“Hiss~”

The Chen family members collectively gasped.

Had it not been for the fact that this black-robed elder had nearly killed them earlier, they might have felt pity for him. His end was truly miserable.

He had personally killed his own grandsons, only to die at their hands in return. A tragedy of kinship turned to bloodshed.

The Chen family members looked at Yu Zhao with a mix of reverence and fear.

“Yu… Senior Yu.”

Chen Tian Dong’s expression was complicated. He still struggled to adjust to Yu Zhao’s newfound status, but he sincerely expressed his gratitude.

If not for Yu Zhao, none of them in the caravan would have survived. He had never heard of anyone walking away alive from an encounter with the black-robed elder.

Until today.

Yu Zhao chuckled lightly and tossed the rectangular wooden box back into Chen Tian Dong’s arms.

“You should keep this yourself.”

Chen Tian Dong stared at her in a daze.

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