Chapter 125: Chapter 125

In a flash, before Shentu Yuanbao could leap off the arena, he was struck by the Demon Suppression Seal. Although he wasn't rendered completely defenseless like Liu Yidao, his speed was significantly affected, suddenly becoming much slower.

A sword light caught up from behind and, under Shentu Yuanbao's horrified gaze, it directly slew him.

Afterwards, Zhao Letian walked over and, with a sweep of his hand, collected Shentu Yuanbao's Spiritual Weapon Spear and Storage Ring.

"Yuanbao! Sword Obsession, Zhao Letian, you... very well," Shentu Patriarch clenched his fists tightly, his teeth gritted in hatred.

He had already ceased fighting with Sword Obsession because their previous clashes made him realize that he was no match for Sword Obsession. If Sword Obsession wished, he could certainly kill him, a neophyte in the Sect Martial Realm, with his True Martial Realm cultivation. Thus, despite watching his youngest son being killed by Zhao Letian, he was powerless to intervene.

However, this vengeance, Shentu Patriarch was determined to exact, and he wouldn't wait too long.

"Both of you, how long before the General arrives?" City Lord Shentu Yuanba, his expression suddenly stern, transmitted his voice to the two warriors from War King City. His younger brother's death caused him great anguish, and coupled with the vengeance for his son, Shentu Yu, he was itching to flay Zhao Letian alive.

"Very soon. Although Yuanbao is dead, the General will keep his promise. Once the General arrives, everyone will have to submit, including Sword Obsession. By then, the Shentu Family will be able to unify Qingzhou City, and Yuanbao's death will be avenged," one of the War King City warriors said with certainty.

"Good." Shentu Yuanba nodded. His son and brother were already dead, and grieving was futile. The most important thing now was to manage the affairs of the four major families properly. As the City Lord, he had no desire to see any other force in Qingzhou City on an equal footing with the Shentu Family; the existence of these four major families together should have ended long ago.

At this moment, not only the people of the City Lord Mansion, but also those from the Liu and Sun Families, wore displeased expressions, filled with anger. The leading youths from their two families had all been killed by Zhao Letian. There was no one from their families left on the arena, an unprecedented humiliation for both families.

On the contrary, the mood among the Zhao Family was quite good. Apart from the Loose Cultivators, in the four great families, it was only their Zhao Family members who still stood on the arena, and there were two of them at that. This was a glorious achievement they had never attained before. Even though they didn't particularly like Zhao Letian, they were proud at that moment because of Zhao Letian.

However, for Zhao Lingshan and others of the same generation as Zhao Letian, their mood was very bad. The more astonishing Zhao Letian's talent, the stronger his power, the more inferior they felt, the more envious they became, the more resentful they grew.

At the same time, Zhao Wuji and the second and third elders of the Zhao Family had somewhat complicated feelings. They were naturally very happy that two of their family members stood on the arena. It was a moment of glory for the Zhao Family; pride shone on their faces. But it was clear to everyone that almost all of it was attributable to Zhao Letian's efforts. If it weren't for Zhao Letian, with just Zhao Lingfeng alone, he would likely have been blasted off the arena long ago.

Zhao Wuji and the others had never regarded Zhao Letian as one of their own; he was just a bastard whose father was unknown. Back then, because of his mother's affair, the entire Zhao Family was ridiculed for a long time. Hence, their relationship with Zhao Letian and his mother had always been poor over the years. The stronger Zhao Letian's performance, the more worried they became, fearing one day he might seek revenge, or even reclaim the Zhao Family, which originally belonged to Zhao Letian's maternal grandfather.

Meanwhile, Liu Wei in the crowd couldn't help but show a look of worry on her face. In this battle, Zhao Letian had killed the first-ranked youths of the three major clans and was on bad terms with the Zhao Family. He had offended all the most powerful four major clans in Qingzhou City in one go, putting him in an extremely precarious situation. Even with Sword Obsession protecting him, it was still a cause for concern.

"Zhao Letian, come and help me blast these ignorant loose cultivators down."

On the stage, Zhao Lingfeng was in a dire situation, being besieged by Luo Yao and two others, barely surviving. In desperate need of help, he called to Zhao Letian with a look of urgency.

Those two young loose cultivators weren't much of a concern; Zhao Lingfeng was sure he could defeat them. However, the real problem was Luo Yao's strength, which exceeded his expectations. Her combat experience was especially profound. Even in one-on-one combat, he wasn't confident he could defeat Luo Yao, not to mention the continuous harassment from the other two. If the fight continued , his defeat was certain.

Contrary to helping Zhao Lingfeng, Zhao Letian, with an impatient expression, let out a stern shout and flipped his hand to cast a Demon Suppression Seal directly at Zhao Lingfeng.

The power of the Demon Suppression Seal was immense; not even Shentu Yuanbao could withstand it, let alone Zhao Lingfeng. He was immediately blasted away, spitting out blood, and fell into the crowd below the stage.

The crowd collectively gasped, secretly admiring Zhao Letian's audacity, who didn't hesitate to turn on his own when enraged.

"Zhao Letian, you've got guts," Zhao Lingfeng struggled to stand up, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Zhao Letian on the platform with a venomous look.

Disdainfully glancing at Zhao Lingfeng, Zhao Letian then advanced towards Luo Yao and her companions.

Zhao Lingfeng had really thought he was the top youth of the Zhao Family, repeatedly speaking to Zhao Letian in a commanding tone, which had long been annoying Zhao Letian. If it wasn't for their faint blood relation, Zhao Letian wouldn't have used the Demon Suppression Seal just now but the Dragon Roar Nine Sword instead. T+his^ is pa$rt of a series$ fro*m My V+ir$t*ual Li.br.ary& E+m+pire (%*).-

"Although your strength is immense, so intimidating it sends shivers, I will not give up so easily. If you want to claim the title of champion in the martial competition, then fight with all your might." Seeing Zhao Letian approach with his blood-stained longsword, Luo Yao felt extremely nervous, her delicate body trembling imperceptibly.

The sword in Zhao Letian's hand had already slain three major young geniuses in Qingzhou City, none of whom were inferior to Luo Yao. Perhaps, she too might die by this longsword. However, even at the risk of her life, she wanted to witness just how strong a demon-level talent like Zhao Letian really was, as she would never concede easily. This was her Martial Arts Heart—never admitting defeat easily, against fate and against the strong alike.

"Very well, your Martial Arts Heart is even stronger than these so-called Four Young Masters; you deserve to follow me. Everything the four major families can offer you, I can as well. What they can't offer, I can still provide, and moreover, I can give you an unlimited future." Seeing the unyielding spirit in Luo Yao's frown, Zhao Letian's eyes showed approval, and he suddenly smiled warmly.