Mystique Soul: A Cultivator's Flame

Chapter 101



Liang feng was not the only one who was restless that night.

In various corners of the empire, everwhere was restless. From nobles to commoners watching the mighty fall.

Feng Jiao Xue watched from one of the mountain peaks of the Feng Clan as lights remained brightly lit around the capital. Soldiers, knights and onlookers going around from one prominent household to another.

"Sister, you might get cold." Mo Tianze wrapped a blanket around her shoulder as he sat down next to him, his ears flat in his head as he had been hearing cries all morning.

Feng Jiao Xue looked up and held the blanket wrapped around her, leaning her head on his shoulder. She didn’t remind him that as a cultivator, the cold doesn’t bother her.

Behind them, Mo Tianze’s tail wagged back and forth.

Contrary to the peaceful scene...

"No! Don’t! Daddy! How dare you" The girl tried to ’punch’ the guards that was holding her father while he tried to get her to let go. Afraid that his daughter will end up getting hurt.

"Please, she’s just a little girl" He pleaded.

A girl’s scream cut through the night as soldiers forced their way into a noble estate, their heavy boots tracking mud across polished marble floors. Her father, a once-respected minister, was forced to his knees, his hair disheveled, his fine robes in disarray.

The head officer unrolled the imperial decree.

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