Chapter 1006: Liu Zhou

Chapter 1006: Liu Zhou

The atmosphere became murderous and the sky turned dark as if a storm was brewing.

A girl standing behind Liu Suzi laughed while covering her mouth: “Keke, Ancestor Fuwu is so domineering, beating First Princess’ group so easily.”

“Our branch has numerous experts, the next successor should be one of us.”

“That half-demon is too arrogant, daring to act all that in our territory, let him have a taste of humility.”

Liu Suzi’s eyes narrowed and thought about her friendship with Feiyun. She felt bad and said: “Feng Feiyun, leave our clan now and I can ask Ancestor Fuwu to spare you.”

“Damn right, scram!”

“Scram!”

Feiyun ignored them and said: “Seventh Princess, this is a rare moment of naivete from you. Your ancestor is clearly here for the Grand Puppet Art, he’s not letting me leave.”

Liu Fuwu stood there with his hands posed behind his back, thinking that he was looking quite cool as he looked up in the air: “Zi’er, don’t interfere with this. The half-demon is too arrogant and dared to injure our clan member. There is no way we can let him leave unscathed, it would besmirch our reputation.”

“Reputation? It seems unsalvageable since you need old cultivators to bully a half-demon.” Feiyun smiled.

“Shut your mouth, kneel!” Liu Fuwu created another palm print. The veins looked like lakes and contained the power of the world.

Feiyun’s expression turned cold as he summoned his myriad beast souls. Each looked like a spirit beast from time immemorial with power comparable to a sixth-level Nirvana cultivator.

He sent a palm strike back containing the power of 10,000 sixth-level cultivators, enough to crush Liu Fuwu’s attack.

This infuriated the ancestor.

“This half-demon isn’t bad at all!” The violet cauldron beneath him flew up and exuded the might of a Heaven’s Emergence. A violet radiance came crashing down.

Feiyun stood proudly like the ruler of beasts. He focused the beast images onto his hands and pushed up the cauldron.

“Boom!”

Liu Fuwu’s expression darkened. How could this half-demon be so strong? This is like fighting a paragon!

Feiyun gathered energy and swung the cauldron hard, sending both the cauldron and the old man flying.

They crashed into a mountain and caused a loud blast, akin to the ringing of a great bell.

The cultivators nearby couldn’t believe how heaven-defying this half-demon was. He actually sent a paragon flying.

Liu Suzi took a deep breath and thought: ‘This half-demon is improving too quickly, his cultivation speed is actually faster than Yiyi’s.’

“Boom!” Liu Fuwu leaped out of the mountain. His hair was a mess and he was covered in dust.

“Die!” He raised the cauldron and spoke with a twisted expression.

Wait?! His expression changed into astonishment since he couldn’t see the half-demon.

“Whoosh!” A wind blew by and Feiyun was standing on top of the cauldron. His robe fluttered to the wind in an elegant manner.

Liu Fuwu finally noticed Feiyun above and became frightened of his speed.

“Bam!” He suddenly felt the world pressing down and causing him to drop to the ground. His bones cracked continuously as he trembled.

Feiyun suddenly stomped down; his foot became resplendent and he pierced through the vault for direct contact with his opponent.

“Pluff!” Liu Fuwu vomited blood; his legs broke so he dropped to his knees.

Feiyun suppressed him and said: “I didn’t want to cause trouble here but you forced my hand.”

Liu Fuwu’s face was red, feeling even more frustrated than the three old men he defeated earlier. He lost all of his pride after being beaten by a half-demon.

“Junior, you have gone far enough!” An ethereal voice sounded.

A majestic regal aura came next along with a rising sun. Inside this sun was a three-legged divine bird, looking like the mythical golden crow.

The temperature increased dramatically. The air became twisted while the ground was on the verge of melting into lava.

The oppressive aura forced everyone down on the ground. Even Feiyun had to retreat for several hundred meters. He hurriedly activated the power of his five domains in order to protect himself.

“A… fifteenth-ranked spirit treasure!” Beads of sweat formed on his forehead despite the protection of the domains.

This clan actually had such a high-level treasure. Each rank after the tenth meant an immense boost in power. Some even gained other special abilities.

“This is Golden Crow Wheel, it had killed a pseudo-saint before. The old geezers actually brought this out? Looks like I underestimated their conviction.” Liu Suzi’s expression changed. This was her first time seeing this heirloom.

Just the aura alone made it unbearable even for low-level paragons. They had to be aiming for the puppet art; this was no longer about the competition between two branches.

“Rumble!” A silver river made of stars came from another direction. It blotted out the sky and contested the wheel.

This was another top heirloom of the clan – Galaxy Shuttle. This was another legendary weapon crafted by an ancestor of the Liu who gathered 10,000 stars to create it.

A group of men walked on top of this river. Liu Suhong was among them.

Fourth Ancestor waved his hand and pulled Feiyun over. He then said: “Sixth, you are the one who’s out of line. Feiyun and Hong’er are in love, why make it difficult for them?”

“Yes, no need to break a pair in love.” Another person lamented.

“Fourth, Fifth, no need to pretend to be good people, I know exactly what you’re doing. To actually marry First Princess to a half-demon just for the immemorial art, don’t you think it’s embarrassing?” A voice came from the distance.

“Hong’er had reported this to the territory lord long ago, we didn’t know anything about the immemorial art.” Fourth retorted.

“You can say whatever but I will refuse this marriage!”

Meanwhile, Feiyun was amused by this. This was a problem with ancient clans. They always had too many branches and fractures. This seemingly-mighty clan wasn’t so united.

“Don’t worry, they don’t decide everything here.” Liu Suhong smiled.

“Do you think they’ll actually fight?” Feiyun asked.

“Hard to say.” Liu Suhong murmured. There have been several large-scale conflicts in the past; some nearly divided the clan.

The appearance of an immemorial art has stirred many people.

“Enough!” Suddenly, a dignified shout could be heard.

It caused everyone’s eardrums to hurt. Even the ancestors were alarmed.

A youth came out from the clouds, around eighteen or nineteen years of age. However, he had an experienced and authoritative temperament. The glow in his eyes wasn’t seen in youths.

In reality, he had lived for more than two thousand years. He was the current clan master of the Liu and also the territory lord of Crimson – Liu Zhou, Crimson Lord.

The big shots had no choice but to yield before him.

“Recall your weapons already, unless you want to move out.” He put on a smile afterward.