Rejected Beauty Practices the Villain Play-Chapter 849 - 827: Madness

"What do you know!" The High Priest roared, standing up, not knowing which of Xie Jue’s words pierced his heart. No longer able to maintain the surface calm, Xie Jue tore apart his hypocritical mask, revealing his unspeakable thoughts, "If it weren’t for him, the Princess wouldn’t have been exiled to Beining back then, wouldn’t have been made a concubine, never able to return to her homeland in this lifetime. As a son, you never felt pity for your birth mother, yet you beautify her circumstances. You are unworthy of being a son. Your fortune is remarkable, to escape in such a siege. Tonight, the entire Sannan Royal Family should have perished in the Royal Palace, including you. It’s fine that you escaped, but Fang Chuning did not. He died in the Chaoyang Palace, dying in your place. You abandoned him without looking back, unable to see his miserable plight as the flames consumed him, unable to hear his cries of pain. Yet every day you live will be burdened by tonight’s unrest, tonight’s regret, tonight’s sorrow. Every day you live will be plagued by restless sleep and sleepless nights!"

Xie Jue thrust a sword into his waist and abdomen, nearly piercing through his body. Fresh blood instantly dyed his white robe red, but the High Priest laughed heartily.

Xie Jue struck his pain, and he retaliated in kind. Clever people know each other’s weaknesses, striking at the heart with every cut, every strike drawing blood.

The High Priest collapsed weakly to the ground, watching the blood flow freely, facing death without fear, "I’m going to see the Princess now. I promised her that every year I would take her to see the peach blossoms of Sannan in March. I’ve broken the promise for so many years, it’s finally time to fulfill it. Your Highness, back then I deliberately fanned the flames behind the scenes, pushing the person responsible for her fall to Beining into power. I’ve been lying low for years, just for revenge. Of course, I haven’t forgotten that I’m a priest, to protect Sannan. I, a citizen of Sannan, am born of Sannan, dying as a ghost of Sannan. Now that Sannan is gone, the monarch should be buried with it. He should have died long ago, and his descendants are unworthy of living. Every descendant of the Sannan Royal Family should be buried with Sannan. This is their honor. I absolutely won’t allow them to bow to the Xie family!"

Xie Jue also heard from the High Priest’s words his hatred for the Marquis Zhenbei Mansion. He felt that the Grand Princess was humiliated in the Marquis Zhenbei Mansion, and everyone in the Marquis Zhenbei Mansion must pay the price.

Everyone in the Marquis Zhenbei Mansion is the original sin, including the Princess’s son!

"Aunt doesn’t want to see you at all, don’t even try to disturb her peace." Xie Jue’s lips curled into a strange smile, "I heard Sannan has a custom, that after death, if buried, with offerings lit, on the path of reincarnation they will meet the person they most want to see beside the Naihe Bridge. But if cremated, they are trapped in the animal realm forever, unable to be freed. Hence, Sannan doesn’t do cremation. You want to see Aunt? What a foolish dream. I’ll pour fire oil on you, burn you alive, and scatter your bones. In life or death, you will never meet Aunt!"

"Xie Jue, you dare!" The High Priest roared, heart-rending, and only then did a trace of true fear appear in his eyes. Xie Jue unsheathed the longsword, leisurely wiping the bloodstains off with silk, casually calling for people, "Come!"

Zhang Boxin and Lin Xiao had already heard his words outside and quickly sent people in to drag the disgraced High Priest out. Xie Jue casually tossed the bloodstained silk aside and strode out, "Before all the priests, flatten this temple for me."

"Yes!"

Xie Jue had stayed in Beiman for two years and understood what the temple meant in the hearts of the priests. It was their most devout faith and their safest refuge throughout their lives.

Priests served the gods for life, perhaps they view death as going home, but they absolutely couldn’t accept the temple being damaged by others. Xie Jue happened to know how to destroy a priest’s spirit.

He knew how to torment them, making them live worse than death!

The Ningzhou Iron Cavalry fulfilled their mission without fail. When Xie Jue said flatten, they really flattened it. All the priests wailed outside the temple, trying to stop it, but were blocked by the Ningzhou Iron Cavalry’s spears. The blood-drained High Priest Du Fang also watched helplessly as the temple was destroyed so brutally.

"Xie Jue, you’re heartless and will surely face divine retribution!" The High Priest screamed in anger; it was the most sacred place in their hearts, now turned into a pile of ruins.

"Come on then!" Xie Jue retorted boldly, "Whether I face divine retribution is something you won’t see."

If he dies content, he is not Xie Jue!

Ying Yi and Ying Er poured fire oil on the High Priest. As Xie Jue said, he carried out the destruction of the temple, shattering the High Priest’s greatest faith in life, then lit the flame, extinguishing his only hope after death.

Han Ziqi witnessed this scene, his spine tingling. Xie Jue was not the kind of madman who killed recklessly, nor would he torture others in this way.

With his disposition, such frenzied revenge was losing control.

Because he couldn’t find Fang Chuning!

He couldn’t accept Fang Chuning’s death in the Chaoyang Palace, and he was eager to vent the hatred and anger in his heart.

But in Sannan, destroying the temple will surely bring divine retribution, without exception. What the High Priest said wasn’t false.