NOVEL NEXT Chapter 38 - The Holy Lord Will Visit with Tianyuan Sword in Hand
Everyone was puzzled by why the Ji family ancestor suddenly seemed so resolute; the Ji family was truly inscrutable.
Lin Su and the other three, their faces swollen, tried their best to open their eyes, revealing a thin slit, ready to watch the Ji family ancestor deal with Jun Jiuxiao.
The rest of the Ji family held their breath, anticipating the ancestor’s move. Only Ji Zhi stepped back, worried that the ancestor might face trouble with Jin Jiuxiao and end up taking it out on him.
“Then let me show the Holy Son our Ji family’s temper.”
The Second Elder quietly stepped forward and stood in front of Jin Jiuxiao.
The Ji family ancestor saw that the Second Elder was at the peak of Holy King realm and wouldn’t be able to match him, saying, “You are no match for me. As long as you take your Holy Son and leave, ceasing to trouble the Ji family, I will let you go.”
The Second Elder didn’t retreat. Instead, he infused his spiritual power into his voice and said loudly, “I’m just here to deliver a message from our Holy Lord to everyone. I hope you’ll inform your family members and sects.”
“I will recount the exact words of our Holy Lord; I’ll say it only once, so listen carefully.”
“My disciple Jiuxiao has now emerged into the world to compete with his peers. If he lacks skill and is killed by someone, I, Jun Wuqi, will have nothing to say. However, if any old fool, relying on their years of cultivation, acts condescendingly and interferes without knowing their place, I, Jun Wuqi, will personally visit with the Tianyuan Sword in hand.”
Upon hearing these words, the younger generation only felt Jun Wuqi’s dominance.
The older generation, however, all felt a chill in their hearts. They had witnessed Jun Wuqi’s prowess before—one man with one sword had made the talented elders of the Eastern region tremble with fear.
The Second Elder added, “Our Holy Lord also said, ‘It’s fine if you’re not afraid. There are still many ancestors buried in the Xuantian Holy Land. If I can’t win, I’ll just have to wake up the ancestors of the Holy Land.'”
The Ji family ancestor retracted his hand, which was about to strike.
The Second Elder’s words had too much impact. Originally, there were four major sects in the Eastern region. One sect bullied Jun Wuqi, the newly appointed Holy Lord with modest cultivation, mobilizing numerous elders to join forces in an attempt to kill him and seize treasures.
Jun Wuqi fought his way out of the encirclement and, without a word, dug out three ancestors from the Holy Land. Their realm was unknown, but the next day, that sect had completely vanished from the Eastern region.
Now, the Ji family ancestor was completely at a loss, unable to advance or retreat.
If he acted against Jin Jiuxiao now, Jun Wuqi would definitely come knocking, and he wanted to extend his life a few more years. It was all Ji Zhi’s fault, dragging him out here.
The Ji family ancestor looked around but did not see Ji Zhi, cursing him internally for disappearing. He was truly useless—he couldn’t even scold him now.
Ji Zhi, hiding in the crowd, thought to himself, Good thing I was smart and slipped away early. I knew it would turn out like this.
The Ji family ancestor chose his own life over currying favor with the old emperor.
“Then how does the Holy Son wish to seek justice for his maid?” the Ji family ancestor asked Jun Jiuxiao.
As soon as he said this, Ji Lingtian’s family of four trembled, fearing that Jin Jiuxiao would kill them.
Jin Jiuxiao asked Ji Lanqing, “Lanqing, how do you want to deal with them?”
“Kill.” Ji Lanqing responded with a single word.
Ji Lingtian collapsed to the ground in fear, trembling, crying and pleading, “Lanqing, I’m your biological father. You can’t kill me. This is unfilial!”
Ji Lingtian’s face was swollen, so his tears weren’t visible. Only his dry sobs could be heard.
Lin Su, Ji Yuexi, and Ji Hao remained silent, not begging for mercy. The three of them were smarter than Ji Lingtian, knowing that pleading would be useless.
Ji Lanqing remained silent, her eyes coldly fixed on Ji Lingtian and the others.
When the Ji family ancestor heard this, he narrowed his eyes at Ji Lanqing, trying to intimidate her with his gaze.
Jin Jiuxiao slightly shifted his position to block his gaze from Ji Lanqing.
“I never had a father since birth, and I don’t like acknowledging random men as my father,” Ji Lanqing said, her tone devoid of any emotion.
She only showed tenderness when facing Jin Jiuxiao and unconsciously lowered her voice when speaking to him. To everyone else, in her eyes, there were only two types: the living and those who should die.
Jun Jiuxiao walked step by step towards the four members of Ji Lingtian’s family. The Ji family ancestor didn’t dare to intervene, only shouting, “Jun Jiuxiao, you dare?”
Jin Jiuxiao ignored his words and continued to approach Ji Lingtian and the others at a steady pace.
Seeing that Jun Jiuxiao was ignoring him, the ancestor immediately ordered the younger generation of the Ji family to attack, since Jun Wuqi had only said the older generation couldn’t interfere.
Peer competition was something Jun Wuqi wouldn’t meddle with.
Moreover, Jun Wuqi did not forbid a group assault. If one person could not defeat Jin Jiuxiao, could a group not manage it?
The younger generation of the Ji family acted collectively. While no individual dared to confront Jin Jiuxiao, their courage grew when they were in a group.
However, when Jin Jiuxiao drew his sword and struck, the young members of the Ji family fell one after another. The rest of them, frightened, no longer dared to advance.
Wielding his sword, Jun Jiuxiao single-handedly suppressed the younger generation of the Ji family, striking fear into their hearts.
“I don’t want to kill anyone today. Those of the younger generation who retreat now may live.”
Upon hearing this, the younger generation of the Ji family hesitated. Suddenly, one person began to retreat, and soon everyone started backing away. They did not want to die; Ji Yuexi’s family had nothing to do with them.
The Ji family ancestor was furious, almost spitting blood, and continuously cursed Jin Jiuxiao.
Ji Zhi, observing the enraged Ji family ancestor, instinctively shrank back into the crowd, hoping not to be noticed.