Dual Cultivator Reborn [System In The Cultivation World] Chapter 1036: Rebellion

The sight before their eyes, the lifeless corpse of the bald man, caused the remaining four elders' souls to nearly depart their bodies. Of the original six elders, two had now met their demise.

Suddenly, one of the four surviving elders began violently banging his head against the ground. "Please forgive us... we were wrong!" he cried, pleading with Yohan. He understood that escape was impossible and that confronting Yohan, who had so effortlessly dispatched two elders as if they were mere insects, was futile.

Witnessing the shameless display of the old man begging for his life, the other three elders joined in, hoping for a shred of mercy. Yohan simply observed the four grown men, their faces streaked with tears, as they pounded their heads on the floor, clamoring for forgiveness. The matriarch hall resonated with the discordant sounds of thuds and desperate pleas, and Yohan found the spectacle of these mature men weeping strangely unsettling.

"We were wrong, young master! Have mercy!"

"We will become your loyal dogs and dedicate ourselves to you! Just grant us one chance..."

"The high elders of each faction bear the fault! Those corrupt wretches do not wish for you to ascend as the next clan leader!"

"They are colluding with allied branch leaders; that is why most of the branch leaders ignored the official summons Lady Alena dispatched!"

"Those scoundrels are plotting a rebellion... after all, you are unpredictable and cannot be controlled. Should you become the new leader, the high elders would, in effect, forfeit the influence they wield within the clan!"

One by one, to preserve their own skins, the four elders began to divulge crucial information. Yohan's eyebrows rose in surprise; he hadn't anticipated such elaborate scheming from those individuals. The internal politics within the Lin clan were indeed dire. Athena had been correct in suggesting a complete overhaul of the existing structure; the current core was beyond redemption.

"Young master, I suspect the six elders and those allied branch leaders are accountable for your father's disappearance... they might have harmed him!" one elder exclaimed. Yohan's expression shifted dramatically upon hearing this.

"What did you say?" Yohan demanded, motioning for them to cease their desperate head-banging. His gaze locked onto the middle-aged man who had spoken of his father, Su Lin.

"Young master, I am certain the elders and branch leaders were involved in Patriarch Su Lin's vanishing," the elder hastily affirmed.

"Indeed, now that I reflect on it, the six faction elders convened a secret meeting with him just before he departed the clan," another elder added, his voice trembling. Yohan remained seated, but an intense killing intent radiated from his eyes.

Even though he harbored no affection for Su Lin, who had attempted to kill him, he couldn't bring himself to truly hate the man. He was, after all, the father of this current body.

"I shall spare your worthless lives..." Yohan murmured, a shift occurring in his resolve. He decided to leverage their confessions as justification to eliminate every single faction. Now aware of the elders' complicity with the allied branch leaders, he could proceed with their eradication without reservation.

A wave of relief washed over the four elders upon hearing Yohan's words. They had genuinely believed their lives were forfeit for the day, but alas, their desperate struggle for survival had swayed the heart of the young master who had been poised to end them.

"I will utilize your confessions as grounds to annihilate every single faction," Yohan stated, his gaze icy as he looked upon them.

Without a moment's hesitation, the four immediately assented. They cared not one bit about his intentions toward those factions and allied leaders of the branch families; as long as their own lives were spared, they were prepared to comply with anything.

In the next instant, Yohan produced four healing potions from his spatial ring and tossed them to the elders. Without delay, they followed Yohan's unspoken command and consumed the potions whole. Moments later, the wounds on their heads vanished completely as the potent effects of the healing potions took hold.

They lowered their heads in unison, offering praise to Yohan for bestowing upon them such a precious treasure to mend their injuries. Yohan, however, was unconcerned with their gratitude; his plan was to utilize these four men to achieve his objective: the complete eradication of every elder and allied leader from those branch families.

"Which faction is nearest?" Yohan inquired, looking at the four men. They were taken aback by his question, their expressions contorting in alarm.

"The Alchemy Faction... that one is the closest," they replied in unison, their bodies slick with a cold sweat. They were beginning to grasp the grim reality of what was about to transpire.

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At the very same moment, within the opulent confines of a richly decorated chamber, two individuals were observed seated side-by-side upon a sumptuous bed.

"Are you feeling alright?" Jasmine inquired, her gaze fixed upon Alena, whose expression was clouded with worry.

"I'm merely concerned that he might bring about their demise!" Alena confided in Jasmine, articulating the source of her anxiety. She also divulged that a significant number of allied branch leaders had spurned the formal summons issued by the Lin clan.

"Those scoundrels, they are determined to prevent him from assuming the position of the clan's next patriarch. They are all colluding to undermine him; even the clan elders stand in opposition!" Alena elaborated, her understanding of the internal clan dynamics evidently clear. Observing her distress, Jasmine gently stroked Alena’s hand, attempting to soothe her.

"Mother, circumstances are poised to shift imminently... Prior to my arrival at your manor, he entrusted me with a message for you..." Jasmine conveyed, a flicker of hesitation crossing her face as she met Alena’s eyes.

Alena swallowed hard, her apprehension mounting at Jasmine’s hesitant demeanor. "What is transpiring, Jasmine... tell me he isn't contemplating a drastic course of action?" Alena queried, unable to shake the gnawing sense of unease that had plagued her since Yohan’s entrance into the matriarch hall.

"His intention is to purge the clan’s existing leadership and install a new one in its place."

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