Rebirth, cultivation, revenge.

Chapter 2: Get Out!

The Nie Clan's Council Hall.

A middle-aged man with a handlebar mustache was sitting upright in the clan leader's seat, a smile occasionally curling up at the corners of his mouth.

He was Nie Santong, the chief steward of the Nie Clan.

Since Nie Tian, the clan leader, had never bothered with clan affairs, the Nie Clan was now under his sole control.

However, he had always harbored one thought – to get rid of Nie Tian and become the real clan leader of the Nie Clan.

This wish was about to come true. Soon, the people of the Nie Clan would discover that Nie Tian was dead.

The Gu Yuan Pill that Nie Santong had sent to Nie Tian was indeed a poisoned pill!

Below Nie Santong, several elders were seated. They were members of the Nie Clan's Elder Council, all figures from the older generation of the Nie Clan.

"Brother Santong, sign it. As long as you sign this marriage contract, the Ba Clan and the Nie Clan will become one family. The Nie Clan will be under the protection of the Ba Clan in the future and can manage to survive in Mo Yang City. Isn't that great?" A voice full of mockery rang out in the hall.

The speaker was an elderly man in luxurious robes, looking down his nose at Nie Santong with an air of arrogance and disdain.

The old man was named Ba Wuren, the head steward of the Ba Clan.

Beside Ba Wuren were two young men, Ba Ziyang, the eldest young master of the Ba Clan, and Ba Zixing, the third young master of the Ba Clan.

"Hehe! Wife, you're my wife." Ba Zixing was an i***t, sucking on his finger and grinning stupidly at a little girl not far away, with saliva dripping all over the floor.

Not far from Ba Zixing, an eight or nine-year-old girl, her face full of stubbornness, bit her lip tightly and said angrily, "Third Uncle, I won't get engaged to him. I'd rather die!"

This little girl was none other than Nie Yurou, the new-generation genius of the Nie Clan and Nie Tian's ninth younger sister.

Many young warriors of the Nie Clan gathered outside the hall, clenching their fists tightly and glaring angrily.

"The Ba Clan is really going too far! They not only beat our useless clan leader but now they're even proposing marriage on behalf of an i***t, and to our most talented Ninth Sister at that. It's simply outrageous!"

"This is a slap in the face of our Nie Clan! We must never agree to this marriage!"

"Alas! It's all because our clan leader is a good-for-nothing. Otherwise, we wouldn't be bullied like this! It's all that useless Nie Tian's fault!"

The people of the Nie Clan were whispering among themselves. What was exasperating was that in the end, the blame was all pointed at Nie Tian.

"Nie Yurou, how dare you!" Nie Santong suddenly slapped the table hard and roared, "This is the council hall. How can you, a junior, interrupt so randomly?"

"This is my marriage. I'll make my own decision! I won't get engaged. I'd rather die!" Nie Yurou was still young, and being frightened by Nie Santong, she immediately burst into tears.

"Rather die than get engaged?" Ba Wuren gave a sinister smile and glanced at Nie Yurou. "Miss Yurou, do you look down on our Third Young Master of the Ba Clan? Or do you despise our Ba Clan?"

"Humph!" Ba Ziyang sneered and said, "My third brother is noble and handsome. What makes him unworthy of you, you little girl?"

Noble and handsome. Ba Ziyang really had the nerve to say that.

These two words had nothing to do with Ba Zixing!

The warriors of the Nie Clan looked at Ba Zixing, who was still drooling, and felt a wave of nausea.

Seeing that the people of the Ba Clan were angry, Nie Santong got a bit flustered and was about to apologize.

Just at that moment, a voice full of mockery suddenly rang out.

"What a noble and handsome one! Ba Ziyang, your words are really eye-opening. To be able to tell such blatant lies at your level, no one can match you!"

As the harsh voice faded, everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment and then immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

Outside the hall, Nie Tian's figure appeared.

He ignored all the stares and strode into the council hall.

Seeing that it was Nie Tian who had come, everyone was petrified.

"Am I seeing things? It's actually our useless clan leader!"

"This is unbelievable! Our useless clan leader has shown up!"

"Clan leader? What is he? After being beaten like that, how can he be worthy of being the clan leader? He's only fit to be a piece of dog s**t!"

After a moment, the crowd came to their senses and started saying extremely unpleasant things.

Nie Tian didn't pay any attention to them. They would soon find out whether Nie Tian was truly a useless person or not.

"Well, who do I see here? It turns out to be the famous useless clan leader of the Nie Clan. You've got really tough bones. After I beat you into a pulp yesterday, you're bouncing around today. I thought you were already dead." Ba Ziyang was first taken aback and then came to his senses, bursting into laughter with an overbearing air of complacency.

Once the number one genius in Mo Yang City, Nie Tian had now become the number one good-for-nothing and was even trampled under his feet like a dog. Ba Ziyang couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it.

"Hehe, hehe, good-for-nothing, Nie Tian is a good-for-nothing." Ba Zixing, seeing Ba Ziyang laughing so hard, also started giggling.

Ba Wuren was much calmer. His face darkened and he said in a strange tone, "Brother Santong, we're discussing important matters between the two clans. It's not appropriate to let a useless person come and disrupt things."

Nie Tian didn't pay much attention to Ba Ziyang and the others. His piercing eyes were fixed on Nie Santong.

At this moment, seeing Nie Tian appear, Nie Santong's eyes nearly popped out.

Wasn't he supposed to be dead?

I watched him swallow the poisoned pill with my own eyes. How could he still be alive?

This was really spooky!

"Chief Steward, are you surprised to see me, the clan leader?" Nie Tian gave Nie Santong a cold glance, his face gloomy.

Nie Santong, being an old fox, sprang to his feet, glaring at Nie Tian and said coldly, "Nie Tian, what are you doing here? Go back at once!"

"You want me to go back?" Nie Tian slightly raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over.

Nie Santong's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The sharpness in Nie Tian's eyes made him shudder uncontrollably. It was like a little lamb being stared at by a fierce wolf. The sudden feeling of powerlessness made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Nie Santong composed himself and his face softened a bit. "Nie Tian, listen to Third Uncle. Go back and rest well. This isn't the place for you."

Although he faintly sensed that something was wrong, Nie Santong still forced himself to stay calm.

"Third Uncle?" Nie Tian's mouth curled up strangely, and he let out a cold laugh.

It was Nie Santong, this so-called Third Uncle, who had caused his death.

"Nie Tian, what are you laughing at?" Nie Tian's strange laugh made Nie Santong's heart skip a beat.

Suddenly, Nie Tian walked towards Nie Santong, step by step, stopping less than a meter away from him.

"Nie Tian, what do you want to do?" Nie Santong slumped back into his chair, feeling an inexplicable sense of fear.

"What do I want to do?" Nie Tian gave a playful smile, the corners of his mouth curving into a sinister arc. "I'm the clan leader. I want you to get off this seat!"

"I'm the master of the clan. When is it your turn to sit in the clan leader's seat and order me around?"

"Now, get off!"

The deep voice echoed through the council hall and rang in everyone's heart.

Everyone was stunned!

Was this still Nie Tian?

Was this still that timid and useless person?

"You!" Nie Santong's face changed drastically as he roared, "How dare you! I'm your Third Uncle. You're showing no respect for your elders!"

"Third Uncle?" Nie Tian took a step forward and said word by word, "If you had even half the demeanor of an elder, I wouldn't have to do this today!"

"Nie Tian, what do you mean?" Nie Santong panicked. He knew that the fact that he had poisoned Nie Tian had been exposed.

Nie Tian gave a cold laugh and said, "You know very well what I mean. I won't waste my words on you. I'm the clan leader. This seat belongs to me. Now that I'm here, you get off."

"Good-for-nothing! I think you're asking for death!" Nie Santong suddenly flew into a rage, and a venomous voice rolled out from his throat.

At this moment, he once again harbored the intention to kill Nie Tian!

Nie Santong took a step forward with one foot and suddenly raised one arm, clenching his hand into an eagle claw and slashing fiercely at Nie Tian's throat.