Chapter 1097: Chapter 1097

"Anyone else want to challenge my management skills?" Zhang Menglong's gaze swept across the room, and surprisingly, no one dared to meet his eyes, fearing that he might say, 'Wish you good health and family happiness.'

"Brother Zhang, this..." Qi Xiu felt a bit awkward, after all, Zhang Menglong was someone he had brought into the Imperial City. If Zhang caused any trouble here, Qi Xiu would feel uncomfortable.

But in You Ruo's eyes, Zhang's image was magnified immensely; this Brother Zhang was simply too handsome. Not only was he powerful and generous, but he also had the ability to make words become reality, fulfilling every fantasy of a young girl.

"Rest assured, I won't act rashly," Zhang Menglong said. "Since I promised to heal your father today, I will absolutely keep my word. In three days, I'll return you a lively father."

After speaking, Zhang Menglong directly headed towards the palace where Qi Moxing lived.

"What are you all standing there for? Do you really want this Demon Spawn to harm the Holy Lord?" Qi Xiu's elder brother was instantly furious. Zhang Menglong's mysterious power made him exceedingly apprehensive, but he couldn't really let him treat his father. What if he succeeded? Years of hard work would be wasted.

"I said, the person I want to save today, even if the King of Heaven himself came, don't think you can stop me!"

Zhang Menglong emanated authority, his mere imposing presence making those ordinary soldiers unstable on their feet.

"True Martial Eighth Grade?" The eldest prince sneered, "I thought this Demon Spawn was formidable, but it seems only his mouth is impressive."

"I'm not only good with my mouth; my tongue is even more agile!"

For some unknown reason, these words made all the women present feel invaded.

Actually, Zhang Menglong's management skill wasn't something he could casually flaunt, like saying world peace will last forever wouldn't immediately destroy the world, that's beyond his current capabilities. His powers are confined to his range.

A True Martial Eighth Grade martial artist can easily change the weather, so he can make the weather change at will.

Even though Zhang Menglong's realm doesn't match up to the Half-Step Sky-Breaking Realm of the eldest prince, if he goes all out, he could beat this prince like a dog, using his management skills to injure the prince.

Regarding harm to people, anything within his ability he can achieve, even if he said 'wish you national peace,' by the next day all martial artists below Heaven-breaking Realm in the Sacred Gold Kingdom could fall ill.

But Zhang Menglong didn't wish to harm the innocent.

"Prove your skill without talking!"

"Hahaha," Zhang Menglong laughed, "You say don't use words and I won't? Am I your father to dote on you? If I can solve something with a word, why waste the effort?"

The eldest prince was stunned; this person was not playing by conventional rules. Normally in such sequences, people would compromise, yet he spoke so proudly.

"But I've no choice, I am indeed your father, and if you ask of me, how can I not comply? No words? No words then!" Zhang Menglong shrugged helplessly, "Even if I don't talk, I'd like to see who here can stop me!"

Zhang Menglong, having said his piece, started to stride towards the palace.

Despite fear in their hearts, the soldiers couldn't defy orders, and took up arms, rushing towards Zhang Menglong's location.

"Spicy Sky Competition!"

A visible wave of Mystic Qi radiated from Zhang Menglong, like ripples directly blasting away all the ordinary soldiers surrounding him.

"Such powerful martial arts!" The martial artists present were astonished.

They had never heard nor seen Zhang Menglong's martial arts, simply pushing people aside without harming anyone — his control over power was precise to the extreme.

"Bravo!" You Ruo excitedly clapped her hands, "Beat those ignorant fools! Whoever dares stop Brother Zhang, that's your fate!"

"Ruoruo!" You Ruo's mother immediately covered her daughter's mouth; Zhang Menglong had admitted to being a Demon Spawn. How could her daughter mix with a Demon Spawn? As a mother, she couldn't just watch this happen.

She truly couldn't understand what kind of sorcery Zhang Menglong used to have the Seventh Prince and her daughter help him so fervently.

"Mother!" You Ruo broke free from her mother, as being a True Martial Third Grade woman, she could not hold her back, "Father is already , won't you even try when there's a sliver of hope?" For more chapters visit novel[f]ire.net

You Ruo's mother froze; she wished for the Holy Lord's recovery, but Zhang Menglong's origins were unknown, his methods unfathomable, wholly resembling the words about Demon Spawn. How could someone aiming to overthrow an entire kingdom, genuinely have good intentions to save the Holy Lord?

"Xiu'er, this..." Qi Xiu's mother was also hesitant; her thoughts mirrored those of You Ruo's mother. But Qi Xiu said, if not for Zhang Menglong, he would already be dead now.

"Mother, consider this: if today I hadn't come back alive, and no one saved father, what would become of our kingdom?" Qi Xiu asked.

"This..." Qi Xiu's mother fell silent. If things followed the normal path, the Holy Lord would die in days, and with the ministers' support level for the eldest prince, he would undoubtedly inherit the kingdom.

"You should know the outcome, right?" Qi Xiu continued, "But if Brother Zhang saved father today, what then?"

"Your father could continue ruling the kingdom, and your Gift restored, you might not lose to your brother in the struggle for the throne." Suddenly, Qi Xiu's mother thought of something.

"Overthrow...this word doesn't solely represent a bad thing; could mean a blessing!" Her eyes brightened, the kingdom shifting under the eldest prince becoming her son's ownership—isn't that an overthrow?

Who said overthrow is synonymous with destruction?

"You're courting death!" Seeing his men repelled by Zhang Menglong, the eldest prince was raving mad; earlier a meteor had injured him, making him very embarrassed, now he mustn't let Zhang Menglong ruin his plans.

Even though Zhang Menglong's martial arts were formidable, a True Martial Eighth Grade is still only that.

"When did it become for an outsider to dictate in the Sacred Gold Kingdom? My father's royal body is not yours to touch as you please!"

The eldest prince erupted with mighty Mystic Qi, it amassed on his arm forming a golden claw of Mystic Qi.

"Brother Zhang, this is the Ninth Grade martial art Shattering Gold Claw of our Sacred Gold Kingdom, my brother possesses a gold attribute Spirit Vein, and has mastered this art, be careful!" You Ruo felt cold sweat for Zhang Menglong.

"Relax, your Brother Zhang can handle it!" Having seen Zhang Menglong's prowess, Qi Xiu wasn't worried in the least; his only concern was whether Zhang Menglong would kill the eldest prince outright.

However, a blood-red glow spread from the void, and a massive scarlet hand grasped the eldest prince tightly in mid-air.

"What is this?" The eldest prince's face changed dramatically, "What kind of sorcery is this?"

With his Half-Step Sky-Breaking realm ability, he couldn't escape from this hand!

"Chaotic Power, a hundred times stronger than any Mystic Qi you know, and you wouldn't understand even if I explained," Zhang Menglong carelessly tossed aside the eldest prince, "Consider your own abilities first before attempting foul play!"

"Everyone here listen up, today I am determined to save this man, anyone daring to stop me will be thrown out!"