BXBX NOVEL Chapter 649: The Might of the Nine-leaf Stage
Chapter 649: The Might of the Nine-leaf Stage
Angui forced a smile on his face and said, “Old mister, that might not be the best thing to do. After all, Daluo is one of the most reputable generals in Lou Lan. If he dies, I’m afraid that Lou Lan will fall into chaos. If Daluo has done anything wrong, I’ll order him to atone for it. This young man may state his conditions.”
Daluo disapproved of this. However, he said, “Just state your conditions. I’ll agree to anything.”
Smack!
Mingshi Yin slammed his palm on the table, causing his wine to spill. He rose to his feet. “Daluo, is it?”
The others looked at him.
Daluo frowned and asked, “You are?”
“I admire your bravery... Who gave you the courage to talk to my Eldest Senior Brother like that?”
“Eldest Senior Brother?” Daluo was puzzled.
Mingshi Yin spread his hands and said helplessly, “I can see there isn’t any sincerity in your hospitality. Didn’t anyone learn anything about the Evil Sky Pavilion before we came? The young man whom you’re talking to is the master of the greatest Fiend Path’s sect under the heavens, Yu Zhenghai!”
“...”
The great hall was even more silent now. Even the sound of a falling needle could be heard.
Naturally, everyone knew the master of the greatest Fiend Path’s sect under the heavens was Yu Zhenghai. They knew Yu Zhenghai was the first disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion as well. However, they could not reconcile the sect master whose name shocked the lands and flattened the Divine Capital with this young man in front of them.
Daluo staggered backward in shock and disbelief.
The King of Lou Lan, Angui, was similarly shocked.
Mingshi Yin nodded in satisfaction. This was the attitude and expressions they were supposed to have.
Daluo gulped before he said, “You’re Yu Zhenghai?”
Mingshi Yin said, “In the flesh!” His voice was crisp and powerful as it resounded in the great hall.
At this moment, Lu Zhou raised his wine cup and toasted the King of Lou Lan again.
Perhaps, he was too nervous, Angui’s cup slipped out of his hand.
Crash!
The wine cup fell to the floor and shattered, and the wine flowed like a stream from the main table to the floor of the great hall like a dragon snaking toward Daluo.
It was Daluo’s fate and time.
King Angui said hoarsely, “I hereby decree that Daluo and his whole family will be sentenced to death!”
Thud!
Daluo fell to his knees and pleaded, “Your Majesty! You mustn’t be led astray! The 12 nations have an alliance. If you give the order, the royal city’s Grand Formation can be activated, and we’ll surely be able to kill them all in one fell swoop...”
Angui shook his head and waved his sleeve.
One fell swoop? Who would go against a Nine-leaf cultivator?
A hooded shaman standing at Angui’s left understood Angui’s intention. He joined his palms together and began to chant.
The wine flowing on the floor turned into a purple dragon.
Before Daluo could react, the huge purple dragon brandished its claws and fangs as it twined around him.
Crack!
Daluo’s neck was broken just like that.
The high-ranking officials of Lou Lan sighed. In front of the strong, the weak did not even have the power to struggle. It was the survival of the fittest. If they had a choice, would they hurt one of their own? Some of them began to cry.
Angui poured himself another cup of wine. He raised it with both hands and said, “Old mister... Are you satisfied with that?”
Lu Zhou pointed at Yu Zhenghai who was standing. His meaning was clear: ask him.
Angui looked at young Yu Zhenghai and said in a clear voice, “Young... Mister First, are you satisfied with this?” He swallowed the words ‘young man’.
Yu Zhenghai looked at Daluo on the floor. Then, he made a shocking move. He removed his Jasper Saber from his waist as he walked to Daluo and brought it down on Daluo’s corpse.
Bam!
An energy saber cleaved Daluo into two.
The others covered their faces, unwilling to watch.
Yu Zhenghai said, “Lou Lan rules its kingdom with witchcraft. With this, he’s truly dead.”
Angui. “...”
The other people of Lou Lan. “...”
The great hall fell silent again for the umpteenth time.
Yu Zhenghai sheathed his Jasper Saber and returned to his seat as though nothing had happened.
Mingshi Yin smacked his thigh. “Heh, I almost forgot. He could’ve been revived with witchcraft! That’s too sneaky. How dare you play games?”
Angui started. He immediately put his cup down and said, “Men!”
Soldiers rushed into the hall.
“Your Majesty!”
“I hereby decree that Daluo’s family be executed instantly! Hang their heads for all shamans to see as a warning!”
“As you command!”
The Lou Lan soldiers departed from the hall.
Mingshi Yin nodded. “That’s more like it.”
Angui dared not play tricks nor could he.
Yu Zhenghai’s slash was killing the chicken to scare the monkey, and he was also making a deliberate show of his strength.
Angui raised his wine cup again. “Old mister?”
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction. “We’ll leave this matter at that.”
Angui was relieved. He said, “As for the 12 allied nations, Lou Lan has never considered joining them. There’s no need to worry about this, old mister.”
“Alright.” Lu Zhou raised his wine cup. “A wise man submits to circumstances. I admire tactful men the most.”
“Men,” Angui said again.
Several soldiers entered.
King Angui ordered, “Summon the head of the Bonar Family, Lanhai.”
“As you command.”
While they waited for Lanhai, Mingshi Yin said in a carefree manner, “Well? Let’s eat! Elder Leng, Elder Pan, Eldest Senior Brother...”
The others moved their chopsticks.
There were many people present at the banquet.
The dishes were sumptuous, and yet, to the high-ranking officials of Lou Lan, they tasted like ashes in their mouths. During the entire time, they were either distracted or fearing for their lives. It was truly difficult to endure.
After some time, Lanhai, the head of the Bonar Family, entered the great hall, escorted by several shamans. He fell to one knee and placed his right hand on his chest before he said, “Hail, Your Majesty.”
Angui ignored Lanhai. He was afraid to associate with Lanhai since Lanhai might end up like Daluo. He turned to Lu Zhou and said, “Old Mister, Lanhai is here.”
Lu Zhou placed his wine cup on the table and looked at the person rumored to be in control of the Bonar Family, Lanhai.
Lanhai looked to be over 70 years old and had a peculiar aura. This was a bona fide witchcraft cultivator with a profound cultivation base.
Lu Zhou did not beat around the bush. “Do you know why I wanted to meet you?”
Lanhai looked up with a solemn expression and shook his head. “Kindly enlighten me, old mister.”
“My memory crystal is in your possession.”
Lanhai’s expression did not change as he said, “I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
Lu Zhou was in no hurry. Instead, he raised a palm. The wine jar beside him floated and poured wine into his cup.
The wine fell into the cup in a straight line. When the jar was lifted, the stream of wine stopped flowing.
“What do you think is the name of this wine?” Lu Zhou asked in a leisurely manner.
Lanhai seemed at a loss. He shook his head and said, “I swear in the name of the Bonar Family. I’ve never heard of a memory crystal before!”
Lu Zhou placed his palm on the table.
The wine from the cup floated in the air. It picked up speed and spun in the air as a golden energy shrouded it. Soon after, energy shot out from it.
Swoosh!
The energy shot toward Lanhai’s forehead at lightning speed. Then, it came to an abrupt halt.
The others exclaimed in shock, amazed by the precise control. So this was what a Nine-leaf cultivator was like?
Even Pan Litian and Leng Luo were stunned.
Lanhai who was still on one knee on the ground instantly broke out in cold sweat when he saw this.