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Cai Yunji, second daughter of the Cai Family, walked out of the island in the center of the lake. She welcomed Shangguan Xianyan and the elders of the Blood God Sect.

The banquet continued. Three hundred servant girls in silk clothing meandered about, serving various delicacies. In addition to Half-Saint Fluid, there was even Saint Fluid, Saint Monkey Wine, sixth level beast’s meat, the Zhen Fruit that only ripened once every 100 years and much more.

Chu Siyuan, Zhang Ruochen, Xue Sanyi, Zhao Heng and the others ate quite elegantly. However, the spiritual-looking old man devoured everything like it was a war. He quickly emptied half of the delicacies on the lotus platform.

Everyone furrowed their brows. They really suspected that this old Monk was an independent martial cultivator here for free food. However, since they were already sitting here, they couldn’t prove that he was a freeloader, so they didn’t lose their tempers. They all tried to tolerate him.

“Eat! Why aren’t you all eating?”

“The meat of a Golden Thread Savage Ox is a great thing. One bite will increase your physique!”

“The Zhen Fruit only ripens once every 1000 years. You can only eat it at an ancient family. Where else can you get it? If you’re not eating, then I won’t hold back!”

...

The old Monk was very shameless. There were only nine Zhen Fruits in the lotus. He’d already eaten four by himself and was now holding a fifth one.

A group of Monks in elegant robes walked out of the island in the center. They scanned the lake’s surface and finally stopped on Zhang Ruochen and Chu Siyuan.

The leader was dressed in purple and gold armor. He was tall with a hooked nose. A shadowy look passed through his eyes as he strode over.

This man was Guo Lu. He was a general of the Canglong Army and was a lower regional king. Earlier, Chi Yutang had “accidentally” mentioned at the center banquet what had happened to him at the entrance. This group instantly rushed out to take revenge for Crown Prince Chi.

After all, there weren’t many chances to get onto Crown Prince Chi’s good side. If they could take advantage of this chance, they may fly to success.

“Were you the two who offended Crown Prince Chi earlier?”

Guo Lu stood outside the lotus platform. His armor shone with dazzling light. His fierce eyes hardened on Zhang Ruochen.

Earlier, Chi Yutang had mentioned that the young man with a golden mask was a Spiritual Half-Saint and had domineering power. Thus, Guo Lu’s group placed their emphasis on Zhang Ruochen.

“They really are bad luck,” Xue Sanyi sighed, immediately lowering his head.

He obviously knew who Guo Lu was. The man was one of the top ten generals of the Canglong Army. He was in charge of the order of the Sacred City’s seven regions and 100,000 elite soldiers.

Any Monk who caused trouble in the Sacred City had to lower their head obediently before the Canglong Army, no matter how high their cultivation or status was.

Four Half-Saints and more than 100 Fish-Dragon Monks had died under his hand only this year. This included some treasonous figures from the previous dynasty and evil beings of the Evil and Demonic Way.

The people from the previous dynasty hated Guo Lu to bits. They’d planned many times to assassinate him, but they’d all failed and suffered great losses instead. Wasn’t it evident how powerful Guo Lu was?

As someone standing at the top below the Saint Realm, he could wipe out any enemy in the cultivation world unless a Saint appeared.

Of course, for many Saints of the previous dynasty, appearing in the Sacred City was like falling voluntarily into a trap. They would definitely die tragically.

Heavenly King Lingxiao controlled the Sacred City. Who dared to come on a suicide mission?

Other than Guo Lu, the others were also heirs of saint clans that relied on the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion. They were all very strong and would become the rulers of their saint clans.

Faced with such a powerful group, Xue Sanyi and Zhao Heng’s group all grew fearful. They immediately retreated and stood off to the side.

Only Zhang Ruochen and Chu Siyuan remained sitting there on the lotus platform.

That old Monk was there too. He continued to devour food while also stuffing food into his pockets. He was completely unaware that danger had already arrived.

Holding a Zhen Fruit, Zhang Ruochen scanned the lake surface without finding Cai Jin. Where did that Main Manager go?

It didn’t matter. Even without the Main Manager, he could take care of this by himself.

Crunch!

Acting fearless, Zhang Ruochen took a bite of the fruit. “You can still leave now. I’ll forgive you since it’s the Cai Family’s banquet.”

The surrounding Monks whispered amongst themselves. They all felt that this man with the golden mask was too arrogant. How could he say that to Guo Lu’s group of saint clan heirs?

On the right of Guo Lu, a talent from the Yuan Saint Clan laughed loudly. “Crown Prince Chi was right. You are indeed arrogant. But even if you do have some skills, shouldn’t you look clearly at the current situation?”

“What situation?” Zhang Ruochen asked in return. Then he continued, “Today is the Cai Family’s banquet. Do you dare to attack?”

When he said that, he purposely emphasized the words, letting his voice travel to the center island. He wanted the core figures of the Cai Family to hear. However, they didn’t react, evidently allowing Guo Lu’s actions.

Zhang Ruochen sneered. Glancing at Chu Siyuan, he said telepathically, “Are these the young heroes, the hope of the human race that you spoke of? The people that you want me to learn from? I’m guessing that your grand-disciple, the number one of the new rank, should be sitting on that center island. However, he’s allowing outsiders to mistreat us.”

Chu Siyuan’s expression turned cold. With a boom, he slapped the table. “These juniors deserve a lesson. They have no manners. How did their seniors teach them? Zhang Ruochen, help me give them a lesson. I’ll take care of any trouble that occurs.”

The talent from the Yuan Saint Clan stared at Chu Siyuan and huffed coldly. “Old guy, what are you hitting the table for? Angry? Let me, Yuan Zhi, teach you how to act low-key. You need to know that there are some people you can’t offend.”

Yuan Zhi strode forward to Chu Siyuan. A golden hand pressed down on Chu Siyuan’s left shoulder to lift him up and toss him out of the Cai Family Mansion.

Yuan Zhi’s cultivation wasn’t low. Even though he’d suppressed his power, he still radiated with strong Holy Qi waves.

Crackle!

A huge golden claw emerged from his arm.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and smiled. Without standing up, he waved a finger and swiped the air.

Continuous cracks sounded. A purple electric blade consolidated in the air. It flew out, pierced the golden claw, and landed on Yuan Zhi.

Poof!

Yuan Zhi flew back with blood spurting from his mouth. He landed on a seedpod of a lotus, making the precious food crash onto the ground. There was a shocking black injury on his chest. Even his stomach had almost been cut open.

Small electric currents continued rippling in his injury with small crackles.

Calmly, Zhang Ruochen said, “I’ll spare you because you are young and naïve. Next time, I’m afraid you won’t have this chance.”

Yuan Zhi had only wanted to capture Chu Siyuan. He hadn’t planned on killing Chu Siyuan. The old man was annoying, but it wasn’t serious enough for death. A small punishment was enough.

“This man is so wild!”

“He’d heavily injured Yuan Zhi with only one hit. His abilities can’t be looked down upon.”

...

It was clear that Zhang Ruochen’s attack had caused a stir. At the very least, it proved that he wasn’t a weakling.

“You could heavily injure Yuan Zhi with an electric blade. Your Spiritual Power must be at the 47th level, right?”

A scholar in a blue robe walked out. He held an ancient scroll and gave off a cultured feeling. However, he wasn’t an ordinary man. Rings of Spiritual Power radiated from his forehead and covered the entire spiritual lake.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at him. “Does a scholar of the Confucius Way dare to get involved too?”

The scholar smiled. “I am Jun Wuyi of the Tianxuan Academy. I only wish to meet a Spiritual Power expert like you. I have no other intentions.”

“Young man, I advise you to not ruin your own future,” Zhang Ruochen said earnestly.

Jun Wuyi had a disdainful expression. “With your Spiritual Power, you would’ve had a great future. Unfortunately, you’ve offended Crown Prince Chi. There probably won’t be a place for you in Kunlun’s Field anymore.”

Zhang Ruochen had given the necessary warnings, so he didn’t want to keep talking. Activating his Spiritual Power, he attacked immediately.

Jun Wuyi smiled. Without showing fear, he spat out blue Great Spirit. Spewing from his mouth, it transformed into a river of Qi that surged toward Zhang Ruochen.

Jun Wuyi’s Spiritual Power was at the 48th level. He was a renowned Spiritual Power figure in the Sacred City and was naturally confident in defeating Zhang Ruochen.

Boom!

An electric blade dozens of meters long crashed against the Great Spirit. It set off violent energy waves. Then the electric blade shattered, dissipating with shreds of electricity.

“That’s not much... No, that’s...”

Jun Wuyi’s smile froze as he felt something was wrong. In the space between him and Zhang Ruochen, a second electric blade, a third...kept solidifying, each one stronger than the last.

Boom, boom.

Nine electric blades attacked continuously, finally splitting apart the Great Spirit and landing on him. With a rip, the electric blade’s powerful strength cut through Jun Wuyi’s stomach, hacking him into two halves.

No.

That was only an illusion.

The electric blade cut through Jun Wuyi’s thigh. It was only a bit away from his waist. Zhang Ruochen had merely disabled him instead of taking his life.

Of course, this was a warning. If anyone still dared to challenge him, they would get closer and closer to death.

Jun Wuyi fell to the ground. He only had half a body now. He cried out painfully as blood surged out of the base of his legs. It was a tragic sight.

All the banquet-goers on the lake’s surface fell silent. What followed was an uproar.