A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 253: Defying Heaven’s Will

This was outright shameless - no pretense left.

Li Xuanxiao stared at the phantom shadow behind Fanyue with his Spirit Eyes.

Clutching his wound, Fanyue roared: "I...I've already reformed! Why won't you let me go?!"

Yes, he had truly changed.

He genuinely wanted a fresh start.

Who hasn't made mistakes?

Does wrongdoing mean no chance for redemption?

By now, the phantom behind Fanyue had fully materialized.

"You've never walked my path! How could you understand?" Fanyue spat blood. "I've repented! Why must you kill me?!"

The Crane Summit Silver Needles changed trajectory, still homing toward Fanyue.

Li Xuanxiao suddenly manifested a sword, thrusting directly at Fanyue.

The phantom behind Fanyue extended a single finger, its voice thunderous:

"FROZEN!!"

As if rewriting the rules of reality itself.

Everything froze - Li Xuanxiao, Fanyue, even the deadly needles mid-flight.

"SHIFT!"

Space distorted violently.

Li Xuanxiao's eyebrow twitched, expecting them to teleport into Cheng Manor - which would ruin the entire operation.

Yet the next instant...

BOOM!

They materialized in the bustling marketplace instead.

Having expended its power, the phantom dissipated completely.

This was Lin Wanqing's doing - her three-century oath to the Heavenly Dao granted Fanyue this protection.

"Young Master Tianyou!"

An old man's cry pierced through the chaos, holding out a flatbread.

"Young Master, take this! Thank you for saving my granddaughter—"

The old man froze mid-sentence, took one look at the scene, then turned and fled screaming:

"HELP! Someone's attacking Young Master Tianyou!!"

Being the marketplace, crowds swarmed within moments, forming human walls around Cheng Tianyou.

"Don't you dare harm Young Master!" they shouted.

Li Xuanxiao found his mobility returning as spatial constraints lifted, strength flooding back.

But when he tried advancing, endless waves of commoners already shielded Cheng Tianyou, more arriving by the second.

"WE WON'T LET YOU HURT HIM!"

Cheng Tianyou struggled to his feet, sneering: "Behold - the will of the people."

"I don't know who you are, probably some Mount Shushan disciple. See? They protect me willingly. This is true民意 (popular will)!"

Then Fanyue addressed the crowd:

"Good people, I confess - my past sins were numerous!"

Past?

The crowd exchanged confused glances.

You're fucking four years old!

What past could you possibly have?!

This was like hearing a six-year-old swig wine while reminiscing about "the old days" - utterly absurd!

"My previous incarnation!" Fanyue clarified dramatically.

"In my past life, I committed atrocities. Massacred cities. My hands are drenched in blood beyond counting." His voice turned solemn.

"I was a monster... but I've changed! Can't I get one chance? Just one opportunity to atone?!"

Now the crowd understood - this swordsman must be some righteous sect disciple, here for vengeance against Tianyou's past life.

"Who hasn't made mistakes?!" a woman shrieked.

"Exactly!" others chimed in.

"You only think of yourself!" a merchant yelled. "Young Master probably had no choice back then!"

"He cured my daughter's plague! Our family's savior!"

"Maybe it was just one mistake? Everyone deserves second chances!"

"HE'S ALREADY REINCARNATED AND APOLOGIZED! WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?!"

The tsunami of voices nearly drowned Li Xuanxiao.

"I won't let you hurt Tianyou-gege!" A six-year-old girl hurled an egg at Li Xuanxiao.

Silent, Li Xuanxiao simply ran fingers along his blade's edge.

"Enough fucking talk!" he suddenly roared. "TASTE MY STEEL!!"

Reformed? My ass!

One apology erases oceans of blood?

Dream on, you bastard!

"Kill us first!" The human wall tightened around Cheng Tianyou (Fanyue).

Li Xuanxiao's sword flashed without hesitation.

THRUST!

The first defender fell. Then the second. Third...

Fanyue paled. Who IS this madman?

To slaughter innocents so casually...

He's worse than I ever was!

But Fanyue soon realized his error.

SHINK!

A blade erupted from the ground, piercing his foot and rocketing toward his throat!

The "Li Xuanxiao" before him? Just an illusion.

The real kill-strike came from below.

BOOOOM!

Heavenly lightning struck with apocalyptic fury - the Heavenly Dao's punishment for defying its will.

Lin Wanqing's 300-year oath bought Fanyue this rebirth. The heavens wouldn't let Li Xuanxiao steal it away.

Gritting his teeth, Li Xuanxiao channeled hurricane-force winds from his hand seals, scattering the crowd.

He lunged through the storm.

The sword tip inched closer to Fanyue's heart as heavenly tribulation intensified. Veins bulged on Li Xuanxiao's arms and forehead from the effort.

"What grudge warrants this?!" Fanyue screamed, eyes wild. "You gain nothing from my death!"

No response. Only relentless advance through the lightning.

"You're fighting Heaven itself! IT WILL DESTROY YOU!" Fanyue shrieked, paralyzed as death approached.

CRACKOOOOOM!

Li Xuanxiao's spiritual sea quaked violently.

"THEN STRIKE ME DOWN!" he bellowed at the sky. "DIE ALREADY—"

Just as the blade touched Fanyue's throat—

Li Xuanxiao's eyes widened.

The heavenly punishment suddenly expanded hundredfold, no longer targeting just him but the entire city.

Without hesitation, he shot skyward, drawing the cataclysm away.

The thunderbolt that hit him was blinding. For an instant, his silhouette vanished in the electric maelstrom.

Below, civilians stampeded in terror.

"HAHAHAHA!" Fanyue's manic laughter erupted.

"SEE?! THIS IS YOUR END! STRUCK DOWN BY—"

SHLICK!

His laughter died mid-chuckle.

A flying sword's gleam.

A head tumbling.

Arterial spray painting the streets crimson.

Fanyue's disembodied head hit the ground, frozen in triumphant grin, lips still moving soundlessly. Eyes wide with disbelief.

From afar, a tiny Nascent Soul controlled the returning blade.

"Killed you anyway," the distant figure spat. "What's Heaven gonna do? FUCK YOUR HEAVENLY DAO!"

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