Chapter 66

“What, what?”

Li Hao was stunned.

Kneel down and kowtow three times as an apology? Is this lunatic out of his mind?

Forcing him to kneel was already a severe humiliation!

And now, he’s supposed to kowtow three times to that useless member of the State Preceptor’s Mansion?

Impossible!

“No way!” Li Hao shouted in anger:

“I am the Ninth Prince of Liyang! In the entire kingdom, only my father and mother can make me kneel! How dare you, Xuantian Sect, bully me like this! Forcing a prince to kneel and kowtow, is this how you show your disregard for the royal family?”

Li Hao’s face turned livid, veins bulging on his forehead. He struggled with all his might to stand up. But it was futile.

Yang Chen’s mere presence was enough to keep him on his knees.

“Bully you?” Yang Chen’s lips curled into a sneer.

“You insulted my Xuantian Sect and tried to kill my junior brother. Who’s really the bully here? So what if you’re the Ninth Prince of Liyang? In the world of cultivation, power is what matters. Royalty means nothing! If you don’t kowtow and apologize today, you will die!”

As Yang Chen spoke, a murderous aura filled the air.

Li Hao felt a chill down his spine.

Instinctively, he knew this man was serious about killing him.

But to kowtow and apologize?

He could never do it.

He was born to be an emperor!

To be forced to kneel was already the ultimate humiliation!

Kowtowing would break his spirit!

And with his fiancée, Xu Qingxuan, watching him.

Li Hao glanced towards the platform.

His eyes met Xu Qingxuan’s, who looked at him with a mix of pity, disdain, and schadenfreude.

His heart filled with rage and despair.

Damn it!

In Qingxuan’s eyes, he must be the invincible conqueror!

Now she saw him kneeling in humiliation!

Li Hao’s fury surged.

He swore that once he grew stronger, he would kill this bastard.

He would dismember him and tear him apart!

“It seems you don’t want to apologize to my junior brother.”

Yang Chen’s voice was cold as he raised his hand.

But he didn’t actually intend to kill Li Hao.

After all, this guy had over 20,000 Providence Luck points.

At that moment, a white-robed figure appeared before Yang Chen.

He helped Li Hao up, shielding him.

With a bow to Yang Chen, he said: “Friend, please show some restraint! My prince may have spoken out of turn, but I ask you to forgive him for the sake of the Liyang royal family! I will report this to His Majesty and ensure the Ninth Prince is punished!”

Yang Chen was not surprised by the old man’s appearance.

Li Hao had shown great talent, reaching the Seventh stage of Foundation Establishment realm in just three years.

The Liyang royal family wasn’t foolish.

They would certainly send a master to protect him from harm.

However, Yang Chen didn’t like what the old man said.

Show restraint?

“Are you saying I have no right to punish him? I should leave him to the King of Liyang?” Yang Chen said lightly.

The old man hesitated, then spoke solemnly: “That’s one way to interpret it. The Ninth Prince is, after all, the son of the King of Liyang! It wouldn’t be wise for your Xuantian Sect to kill a prince so rashly! After all, this is Liyang territory!”

“Is that so?” Yang Chen looked at him calmly.

Liyang had indeed grown more assertive.

He had heard from the elders that the current King of Liyang was very ambitious. Although still nominally loyal to the Xuantian Sect, he secretly maintained close ties with the Wind Thunder Sect.

He had even married a female cultivator from the Wind Thunder Sect.

It seemed he intended to use the Wind Thunder Sect to resist the Xuantian Sect.

Heh.

If that’s the case, then this trip wasn’t in vain. It was a good opportunity to warn the Liyang royal family. To show them that the Xuantian Sect could make or break their dynasty!

Besides, Li Hao’s protector was just an old man.

Yang Chen saw no reason to let him live.

“If you think it’s unwise, then you can die in his place!”

Yang Chen’s eyes were as cold as ice.

“What, what?”

The old man was stunned.

Anger surged through him.

“Such insolence! Young fool, do you think I’m afraid of you? If it weren’t for the Xuantian Sect, I’d kill you right now! I—”

But before he could finish his sentence, Yang Chen’s fingers moved like a sword, slashing a blade of qi.

The old man, a cultivator at the First stage of the Nascent Soul realm, might have been top-tier in Liyang, but against Yang Chen, he had no chance.

Slash!

The blade of qi sliced through his head.

Then, the fierce sword qi combined with the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame, reducing his body to ashes. Even his Nascent Soul couldn’t escape, burnt to nothingness.

With one move, Yang Chen had killed a First stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

Yang Chen now had a clear understanding of his strength. Though his cultivation was at the Fifth stage of the Nascent Soul realm, his real combat power was at least at the Seventh stage!

If he used the 36 Forms of the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings, his combat power would rise even higher!

In Liyang, no one could be his match!

The disciples of the State Preceptor’s Mansion were stunned by Yang Chen’s decisive killing of Li Hao’s protector. However, most were in awe of Yang Chen’s dominance.

After all, that was a royal protector.

Their senior brother had killed him without hesitation.

What dominance!

Xu Qingxuan’s beautiful eyes sparkled.

Seeing the lingering green flames, a thoughtful look crossed her face.

Then, she froze.

A suspicion formed in her mind.

Meanwhile, her father, Xu Hui, was horrified.

As the State Preceptor, he knew that the old man was a Nascent Soul cultivator! Yet he couldn’t withstand one strike from the Holy Son!

Turned to ashes instantly!

To kill a First stage Nascent Soul realm cultivator so easily, even a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator couldn’t do it!

This must be the power of a High-stage Nascent Soul realm!

The Holy Son was already this terrifying!

No wonder friends from the sect said the Holy Son was destined for greatness!

Within a century, he would take over as sect leader!

They advised him to seize any chance to align with the Holy Son.

Thinking of this, Xu Hui glanced at his daughter.