Chapter 103 - Shit! I’m Dead!
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“What. Do. You. Want?” the figure repeated the question, enunciating each word.

Zi Yu shivered in the presence of the young man before her. He was frightening for some obscure reason. However, she steeled herself before asking, “How would you like to be my fiancé?”

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I have dreams you know.

Normal dreams too. Dreams like doing the things that I love for the rest of my life, eating my favourite food, living long enough to make it to the end of one piece (kinda failed that one) and experiencing what it’d be like for a girl to confess to me.

Now here I stand, wholly prepared and not sure how to act.

Wait a minute… I’m now realising that everyone’s been silent. How long have they been si—

Shu, shu, shu…

Hello darkness my old friend…

And just like that, a tumbleweed rolled on through the window to mark this scene as a recounted moment of silence.

It then circled around me and then went down the stairs behind my ex-wife.

So that’s how it works, prolonged silence summons the tumbleweed.

Why!?

I bet you any amount of gold that no one is even gonna comment on it, even though we’re on the second floor and it came right on through the window.

Again… why!?

I’m leaving, hesitation here will get annoying really fast.

Apparently, my sudden departure left this Zi Yu person in a daze.

I’m guessing it’s because we were having a conversation, and I didn’t end it before fleeing.

Shortly after I and everyone else came out, an interesting scene came into view.

“Hey!”

So the two lackeys I slapped out the window ended up crashing into the shops on the opposite side of the street.

Their entire upper body up to their waist was embedded firmly in the walls of the shops. Their legs were stiffly sticking out the walls, as if advertising Viagra’s effect on another body part.

Maybe that’s what I need for my marriage.

The most interesting part, however, was the source of the muffled yell. It was Zhen Song, whose head was currently buried in the street. In addition, except for his head, which was hidden from view, his entire body was ramrod straight, pointing to the sky.

‘Why is he so straight…? Hmm, now that I think about it, that’s a weird question to ask. Wait, how did he know I left the restaurant?’

“You piece of crap! You dare humiliate me like this!?” Zhen Song pulled his head from the dirt and his current handstand pose and sprang up and landed on his feet, staring daggers in my direction.

He took a quick look at his men who imitated the noble horizontal ostrich and his rage took over once more.

He gripped the sword in his hand and rushed towards me in a mad dash.

I should’ve known this was coming.

As soon as he did this, everyone behind me clicked their tongues and silently gave their condolences to this Zhen Song.

Before Zhen Song could reach far, I moved from my original position and met him halfway there.

Zhen Song was flustered to see me appearing so close and couldn’t even react properly, even with the sword in hand.

I wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to correct it either. Because of something that happened recently, I decided on another round of therapy.

Pa!

‘Goodness gracious!’

That’s what his face told me he was thinking at the moment. Cultivation denizens are known for their accurate expressions.

Pa!

‘Sweet lord!’

That’s what his expression said when I did it again. I wonder how many expressions he can make?

Pa!

‘I regret every decision that led to this point!’

Zi Yu finally came out later to see me treating Zhen Song like an unfilial son. They do say, you either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

“Stop!”

A furious roar rang out, compelling me to stop and look in the direction of the shout.

I saw a powerful-looking demon rushing over. The rage written all over his face was a clear indication of his current mood.

When Zhen Song saw who it was that arrived, his expression was like he found his saviour.

“P-Pwopeckuh Gang!”

Pa!

“Who’s Protector Gang?” I asked Zhen Song.

‘Damn! If you wanted to ask a question, couldn’t you just ask and leave it at that!? Did you have to slap me to ask a question!?’ was what his current expression told me. Trust me, bro.

“Little beast, release the young master now!” shouted Protector Gang.

“No,” I answered him.

“What do you want!?” Protector Gang was furious!

This is the kinda guy that makes a parent think that giving birth is a bad idea. He probably thought that no one in Blackstone City would dare to disrespect his young master like this.

Evidently, he wasn’t aware that these hands are rated ‘E’ for everyone.

“May I leave with no further issues?” I asked innocently.

Dum!

Nine medial-grade cauldrons erupted behind him, of which all nine were affixed with nine glittering pearls.

However, only one was giving off a magnificent light that eclipsed the others. That marked this guy as a One-Star Core Martial Master… that is just precious.

I released Zhen Song from my grip to deal with this guy.

After all, I already slapped him into a pig head. The suffering of men had to have their line drawn at some point.

See that, I’m a good person.

However, Protector Gang didn’t seem to be aware of this. Judging by the smirk on his stupid face, he probably thinks me afraid of him. Big mistake.

“Hmph!” Protect Gang snorted in disdain at me… rude.

“Now, hand the young master over! When you’re done, you can leave an arm and cripple your cultivation! You should know that there are some people you can never offend!”

What is up with these people and leaving an arm behind? Do they have an arm fetish? Do they have some depraved thoughts about arms when they see someone?

He’s definitely acting like this because he can’t sense my cultivation base.

I realised something odd. So it seems my spiritual force and mental energy were being tempered by the tribulation lightning before the Destiny Scale decided to be a gold digger.

Because of this, not only are the two powers on an upward climb in quantity, but their quality has also gone beyond the norm and has mutated somewhat. Now I can hide my cultivation base even from those above me. Though I’m not sure how far above me I can do this for.

No wonder this guy is acting like this. His mental realm is nowhere near being able to see through me.

Shing!

Maybe I should change that.

I unsheathed my bronze sabre. Boy did I love this thing. Not only could I cut it myself, but I could also bludgeon people to death with it. That wasn’t on my mind now, I was just making an astute observation.

In any case, I could brandish it easily now. The weight that plagued me before was a thing of the past.

I pointed it at Protector Gang who was by now shocked that I wasn’t surrendering like he thought.

“Come get him.”

“You!” Protector Gang was furious. “It seems I need to teach you a lesson in place of your elders!”

“Let’s see if you’re qualified to teach me a lesson.”

There was nothing left to say after this. Protector Gang furiously circulated the somatic essence in his body. The veins on his legs bulged and pulsated as he prepared himself.

Ew.

Boom!

He shot towards me just like Zhen Song did. A small crater was left in his wake but he couldn’t care less about his actions.

Krssh!

In no time, lightning arcs danced all over the bronze sabre.

‘The lightning element!?’ Protector Gang’s expression changed upon seeing this.

That’s right, drink in my awesomeness.

I should explain that different from tribulation lightning, just normal lightning alone is touted to be one of the most destructive energies in the cultivation world.

‘Crap!’ Protector Gang inwardly cursed both Zhen Song and himself for provoking such an existence.

Vrrmm!

A faint light covered the entire bronze sabre, adding to it an extra aura of destructiveness, totally different from what the lightning gave off.

‘Double crap! Is that sabre intent!? He cultivates both lightning ANd sabre intent!? O-Okay, maybe I can still make it through this someho—’

D-D-Dum!

Nine black crystalline cauldrons erupted into being. Two pearls exuded light that stood out proudly among the others. The lightning arcs that were dancing around the sabre erupted in quantity and were lashing out furiously in the surroundings, tearing up the ground as they went along.

Protector Gang’s brain short-circuited for a split second before it went back to normal. Yet, the only thought it was capable of projecting, is as follows;

‘SHIT! I’M DEAD!’

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