Chapter 195: The Ancestor’s Terror and A Furious Lashing ( Bonus GT - XIII )

Chapter 195: The Ancestor’s Terror and A Furious Lashing ( Bonus GT Chapter XIII )

The sky above Jade City was clear then clouds suddenly parted.

A streak of majestic rainbow light as if descended from the heavens, carrying with it a terrifying and oppressive aura. The spiritual energy in the surrounding air violently fluctuated, causing the flying swords of many passing cultivators to tremble in their sheaths.

With a soft whoosh, the light landed gracefully in the central plaza of the Outer City.

The light dissipated, revealing an old man with a white beard and a majestic bearing. He was wearing the robes of an Inner Sect Elder of the Cloudwater Sect. His hands were behind his back, and his eyes were half closed, exuding an aura of absolute confidence and arrogance.

This was naturally the supreme ancestor of the Zhao Family, the Master of the Formation Peak, Zhao Wuji.

He came down the mountain in high and mighty manner. In his mind, this was just a trivial matter of teaching a reckless junior a lesson. Even if this Yu Liang was an Honorary Core Disciple, he was still just a junior who had barely stepped into the cultivation world. With his own status as an Inner Sect Elder and his deep foundation in the Mid Stage of the Core Formation Realm, he was confident that he could easily suppress the boy, force him to return the Zhao Family’s assets, and make him apologize too.

"Hmph, a mere Honorary Disciple dares to bully my Zhao Family to this extent. Today, this old man will let him know what it means to have eyes but fail to see Mount Tai!" Zhao Wuji snorted coldly in his heart.

He planned to first go to the Heaven’s Table to find Yu Liang and give him a stern warning. However, since he had just arrived in the Outer City, he decided to walk for a bit to gather some information on this young man’s recent movements.

As he walked through the bustling streets, his divine sense was naturally kept hidden. To his surprise, he didn’t even need to use his divine sense, the entire city was already talking about Yu Liang.

He passed by a teahouse. The sound transmitting arrays were fully open, and the loud, excited discussions of the cultivators inside clearly reached his ears.

"Brother, did you hear the latest news? Young Master Yu didn’t just buy a few shops! For three whole days, he emptied out every single store in the Outer City!"

"Three days? How much did he spend?"

"Spent? Hehe, the total is enough to make your Dao heart shatter! Just the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion alone more than we can earn in dozens of generation! The spiritual herb markets cost him over two trillion! In just three days, his total expenditure has exceeded Trillions of Mid Grade Spiritual Stones!"

"T-Trillion Mid Grade Spiritual Stones?!" The voice inside the teahouse trembled violently. "Are you kidding me? Even the Young Masters doesn’t have that much liquid cash! How could he spend this much?!"

Outside the teahouse, Zhao Wuji’s footsteps suddenly froze.

His majestic and arrogant expression instantly stiffened. His pupils contracted violently, and his heart began to pound like a drum against his ribs.

"Trillions of Mid Grade Spiritual Stones?" Zhao Wuji muttered to himself as his voice trembled uncontrollably.

He quickly did the math in his head. The Cloudwater Sect was a Top Tier Sect, and his own Peak’s total liquid assets were only around eight to ten trillion Mid Grade Spiritual Stones. This Yu Liang had spent more than that in just three days just to show off!

If his family allowed him to spend this much without intervening, it meant the Zhao Family’s entire wealth, no, the entire Cloudwater Sect’s wealth, was nothing but pocket change to them!

"What kind of monster did my family provoke?!"

A chilling fear, cold as ice water, instantly poured from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Zhao Wuji’s face, which was previously full of arrogance, turned completely pale, then green, and finally as black as the bottom of a pot. A layer of cold sweat instantly soaked his white robes.

He came down the mountain thinking he was going to teach a junior a lesson. Now he realized, if Yu Liang truly got annoyed and his hidden family descended, the entire Zhao Family would be exterminated in a single night, and even the Cloudwater Sect might not be able to save them!

"I am courting death! The Zhao Family is courting death!" Zhao Wuji’s hands were shaking so badly he had to clasp them tightly behind his back to hide it.

He didn’t even dare to think about going to the Heaven’s Table to confront Yu Liang anymore. The thought of facing that monster now made his legs weak.

Without a second thought, Zhao Wuji immediately circulated his spiritual energy. He transformed into a streak of light, ignoring all the rules of the city, and flew desperately towards the Inner City, straight to the Zhao Family’s estate. He needed to fix this mess before the monster decides to wipe them out!

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Meanwhile, at the Zhao Family estate in the Inner City.

The Second Elder, the Third Elder, and the remaining core members were gathered in the main hall, waiting anxiously. When they felt the terrifying aura of their ancestor approaching, their faces instantly lit up with joy and relief.

"The Ancestor is here! The Ancestor has descended!" the Second Elder shouted excitedly.

All the elders quickly rushed out of the hall and lined up in the courtyard. When Zhao Wuji landed, they immediately went on the knees to the ground in unison.

"We greet the Ancestor!" the Second Elder said, his voice filled with anticipation. "Ancestor, you are finally out of seclusion. That Yu Liang is too arrogant! He actually dared to bully our family and take sixty percent of our assets. With your supreme cultivation, you must definitely teach him a lesson and..."

Smack!

Before the Second Elder could even finish his sentence, a crisp and resounding slap echoed through the courtyard.

The Second Elder was sent flying dozens of meters away, crashing through a stone pillar and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was swollen to the size of a steamed bun, and he looked completely bewildered.

The entire courtyard fell into a dead, terrifying silence. All the elders stared at Zhao Wuji with wide, shocked eyes. They didn’t understand why their ancestor, who was supposed to be their savior, would suddenly attack them the moment he arrived.

"Shut your dog mouths! You bunch of useless, brainless trash!"

Zhao Wuji’s roared like a beast, shaking the very members of the family. His face was twisted in extreme fury and terror, his eyes became bloodshot as he glared at the elders on the ground.

"Ancestor... what are you saying?" the Third Elder stammered, trembling as he crawled forward. "We are the victims... that Yu Liang..."

"Shut up! You still dare to mention his name?!" Zhao Wuji exploded, his spiritual aura flared up violently, pressing down on all the elders so heavily that several of them coughed up blood.

"Victims? You are the ones who courted death!" Zhao Wuji pointed a trembling finger at them, his voice echoed with despair and rage. "Do you know what you have done? Do you know who you provoked?! He spent Mid Grade Spiritual Stones like water in three days! Trillions at that! Even the Sect Master doesn’t have that much wealth!"

The elders’ faces instantly turned pale. "Trillion?"

"Yes! Trillions!" Zhao Wuji sneered, his laughter sounded like a cry of despair. "His background is so profound that his family doesn’t even care about him throwing away spiritual stones! If his hidden protectors descend, then the Zhao Family will be erased from the world, and even the Cloudwater Sect won’t be able to save us! And you idiots actually had the audacity to wake me up from my seclusion to deal with this?!"

The elders were completely paralyzed with fright. The blood drained from their faces, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. They had thought Yu Liang was just a rich junior with a good backing. They never imagined his background was so terrifying that it dwarfed the entire sect!

"Ancestor... what... what should we do now?" the Second Elder, holding his swollen face, cried out in sheer terror. "We... We don’t want to die!"

Zhao Wuji closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to suppress the chaotic energy in his chest. When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with a ruthless and desperate resolve.

"What should we do? We must beg for mercy!" Zhao Wuji’s voice was icy and resolute. "Immediately! All of you, follow me to the Heaven’s Table! We will admit before Young Master Yu and beg him to spare the Zhao Family! If he is not satisfied... Then even if I have to give him my life, I will offer it to him! If we delay for even a moment, the Zhao Family is finished! Totally finished!"