The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 739: Blatant Taunt

Chapter 739: Blatant Taunt

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Sect Leader Xuan’s face fell as he barked, “I knew demonic cultivators aren’t to be trusted, but I never believed you had the nerve to go back on your word right in my sect!”

“Go back on my word? Ha-ha-ha, Sect Leader Xuan, you’re blowing things out of proportion.”

Zhuo Fan sneered, “Speaking of trust, there’s nothing of the sort between us. Let’s be honest here, did you really go that far, all the way to Tianyu to get Qingcheng, just for Double Dragon Gathering? Wasn’t it to save your poor excuse of a son?

Sect Leader Xuan shook as he spoke, “Where did you hear that?”

Pa!

Zhuo Fan snapped his fingers and in a flash of blue, the Dan’er everyone knew appeared.

“Dan’er!” The girls cried. Dan’er was shocked to appear here, but was happy to go to them. “Sister Ruohua, Qingcheng, I told Zhuo Fan everything. He’ll take us out!”

The girls smiled in joy.

Sect Leader Xuan knew Zhuo Fan knew everything and no longer faked. He stood up, unleashing all his power and his bloodlust. He clearly wanted to rob Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan sneered, “Sect Leader Xuan, it was you who showed no trust in us. Our deal was never going to work. But now, I will give you one last chance. Two thousand sacred stones for Qingcheng and Han Qianying. You now have a choice to make, between the future of the sect and your son’s life.”

The people started and turned to Sect Leader Xuan to wait for his answer.

The girls now understood how Zhuo Fan convinced their Sect Leader to get them here. Two thousand sacred stones were very enticing for a sect.

No wonder even the Sect Leader, who was always thinking about his son, was enticed.

But when Zhuo Fan only mentioned Chu Qingcheng and Han Qianying, Shui Ruohua was crushed. How did he forget about her?

Xuan Shaoyu stared at his father, soaked in sweat, and waiting for his decision. It couldn’t be that his dad was going to forsake him for two thousand sacred stones, right?

“Zhuo Fan!”

Sect Leader Xuan squinted as he spoke, “I want the fish and I also want the bear paw. How will you settle it?”

Zhuo Fan stared hard at him, “Isn’t it giving up the fish for the bear paw?”

(StarReader: Mencius saying. The meaning is you have to sacrifice something in order to gain something. For the entire story: https://ethicsofsuicide.lib.utah.edu/selections/mencius/)

“Wrong, it’s eating the paw and taking the fish. That’s how you have them both!” Sect Leader Xuan’s aura exploded as his bloodthirst spiked, making everyone shiver.

The power of an 8th layer Ethereal Stage expert caused these Radiant Stage cultivators to feel like they were under a mountain, suffocating under its pressure.

Xuan Shaoyu was overjoyed. He got his dad’s intention, to get both Chu Qingcheng and the stones. That meant killing the two.

His joy was short-lived, however, as a scarlet fist slammed into his chest.

He couldn’t even react as the power went through his chest like a sword. He sprayed out blood from his mouth as he was sent flying, making a three meter large hole in the wall.

The bright sunlight shone from the outside, on his bloody figure and glinting off the golden scales of his armor, now dented.

Shuddering, Xuan Shaoyu looked at his original spot with hatred, “Z-Zhuo Fan…”

“Tch, a 9th grade spiritual armor. It must be your lucky day to survive a blow from me.” Zhuo Fan said in disdain.

Sect Leader Xuan went pale. A thirty meter long red spear appeared behind him and pierced at Zhuo Fan’s small build as he roared, “Zhuo Fan, you harmed my son! Die!”

At the incoming immense power bearing down on them, Han Qianying paled and wanted to warn Zhuo Fan, but Kui Lang stopped her with a smile.

Han Qianying was puzzled. Zhuo Fan looked to be in the Radiant Stage. Fighting Sect Leader in his crazed state was a death sentence.

However, Kui Lang showed not an ounce of worry.

[Do they all believe Zhuo Fan can live after Sect Leader’s soul attack?]

She had no way of knowing, all the people here had seen Zhuo Fan’s might, and they knew it was out of this world.

“Sect Leader Xuan, you’re using power to have your way! Since you wanted this, then I won’t hold back, ha-ha-ha…” Zhuo Fan snorted and looked at the long spear. He squinted and a dragon roar echoed out as an astonishing light came from his body.

Bam!

The loud bang grated the others’ ears, the flood of power sweeping everything and making the Main Hall erupt, its pieces falling everywhere.

The mighty force made the whole sect quake. The elders and venerable were startled and rushed over. While the clueless disciples just watched the Main Hall in stupefaction.

[What’s going on over there?]

The ground kept shaking as dust engulfed the skies, covering the bright sun above. The girls held their ears, shaking with the earth as they tried to hold on.

When the dust settled, Han Qianying watched in shock, “T-that…”

“Qianying, that is the proof Steward Zhuo is the best disciple in western lands, a heaven dragon soul like Exalted Double Dragons!” The large scarlet dragon flicked to its tail and wrapped the spear tight. It could not budge an inch. Zhuo Fan sneered at the spear, hardly caring about it. Kui Lang atched in pride, as he made the introductions to his woman. As if the soul was his to begin with.

Stumped, Han Qianying now came to and sighed, “Junior sister, your man is just like you said. It’s my first time seeing a disciple stopping Sect Leader’s enraged blow.”

Chu Qingcheng smiled in pride. Kui Lang was also smug, “Qianying, Steward Zhuo isn’t just a disciple, in the Double Dragon Gathering he…”

“His strength has got nothing to do with you. Don’t talk like his glory is yours…” Han Qianying cast her elegant eyes on him and shook her head. “You haven’t changed after all these years. You still like to brag, I see.”

Kui Lang gave a bashful smile, looking at Han Qianying with joy and bliss…

Sect Leader Xuan watched Zhuo Fan’s dragon and was shocked. He heard the disciples that came back that Zhuo Fan was tough, but not by this much.

He was at the 8th layer Ethereal Stage yet Zhuo Fan was only in the 4th layer Radiant Stage. The gap was more than ten layers. Even with the heaven dragon soul, there was a limit to how much one could bridge it.

Yet his ever trusted long spear could not even touch Zhuo Fan, trapped by that scarlet dragon. It was so strong it even overwhelmed an expert like him.

Zhuo Fan saw through his shock, “Sect Leader Xuan, I might be of lower cultivation, but my soul formed when I entered the Radiant Stage. In other words, my soul is like a 4th layer Ethereal Stage soul. Not to mention it’s the strongest there is, the heaven dragon soul. You’ll have to try harder if you want to take my life, ha-ha-ha…”

Sect Leader Xuan was outraged, his fists clenched.

[This is a blatant taunt!]

Never in his life had he been taunted by such a young Radiant Stage expert!

What made it worse was that the taunt was irrefutable.

Looking at the trapped long spear, Sect Leader Xuan grew angrier. On his turf, he was the one that looked bad, his son was smashed, and he couldn’t do anything about it. He felt he had no face left.

Whoosh~

Sect Leader Xuan shook and recalled the long spear. His eyes were fixed on Zhuo Fan, glinting coldly.

“Zhuo Fan, you really are the best disciple you showed at Double Dragon Gathering. But don’t think for a second you can go where you want in western lands. You’re not the best yet! Here is the Mystical Heaven Sect, not your backyard! “

Sect Leader Xuan roared and tens of figures littered the sky…