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Chapter 165 - 0162 This is a Complicated Matter

Chapter 165: Chapter 0162 This is a Complicated Matter

The clan elder was caught off guard when the gang leader’s gaze fell upon him, stunned as if asking, "Why are you looking at me? What’s the matter?"

So soon to offer me up like this?

"What do you want?" the elder asked defiantly. No matter what, he held status in the Serpent Gang, and among the Immortal Sect, he had friends too.

In the martial world, who doesn’t have a few powerful allies?

Shuu!

The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword, swift and agile as lightning, struck out in the blink of an eye, cleanly severing the clan elder’s head.

The speed was too fast.

No one had time to react.

By the time they realized what had happened, he was already dead.

If the elder could utter one last breath, he’d surely ask: Why not ask a few questions first before killing me? Isn’t this too excessive?

"Knowing it was you is enough; I don’t need to say more." Lin Fan spoke indifferently. Now that Nu Hetian was dead, there was no more need to consider his backers. Those who should die must die—it’s better to deal with them thoroughly than leave them as lingering trouble.

Wang Zhou stared at Lin Fan in a dazed shock, then turned his gaze to the elder’s corpse.

He’s just... dead?

Bam!

Emperor Renhe slammed his dragon table, his voice booming with fury. "You dare slaughter the elder of the Serpent Gang right in front of me? Do you even consider putting me in your eyes? Let me make it clear to you, this matter will not go unpunished, not even for you, an Immortal Sect disciple!"

The emperor in his wrath was truly terrifying.

"Sit down," Lin Fan barked.

The Emperor glanced at Lin Fan, stunned by the sheer dominance in Lin Fan’s voice. Without even realizing it, he instinctively sat down.

A bloodshed at the emperor’s birthday celebration.

How ominous.

The surrounding ministers, if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, would never have believed such a scene possible.

It was terrifying.

Utterly terrifying.

They were so frightened, they didn’t know what to say.

The elder of the Serpent Gang, killed in the blink of an eye.

Such heavy killing intent.

"Gang Leader, do you want to live or die? Give me a clear answer." Lin Fan spread his hand, and with a soft shuu, the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword flew into his grasp, and then pressed against King Zhou Zhen’s throat. The radiance emitted from the Spiritual Artifact made every pore on his skin stand on end.

"Which sect are you from? Do you realize the consequences of behaving so lawlessly in the Imperial Court?" King Zhou Zhen feigned composure, but was internally shaken by Lin Fan’s boldness.

Shuu!

A blood-curdling scream rang out.

King Zhou Zhen’s ear was cleanly sliced off by Lin Fan.

"When I ask a question, you give me an answer. Don’t change the subject, understand?" Lin Fan spoke evenly, the calm resolve in his tone unnerving everyone present. Who was this man? Could he truly show no fear of the Taiwu Immortal Sect?

"Ah!" The Emperor’s little princess screamed in fright, curling up in a corner, trembling.

Lin Fan initially intended to curse, demanding to know which hideous wench was screeching noisily and if she was looking to die.

But upon seeing the young princess’s undeniable beauty, he softened, saying gently, "Little girl, don’t be afraid. Later, you can lend me your warm embrace for comfort."

The Emperor eyed Lin Fan warily.

What was he planning?

Could it be he had designs on my daughter?

Immediately.

A flood of scenarios surged through Emperor Renhe’s mind. If this rogue indeed intended to violate his precious daughter publicly, should he fight him to the death? Or command everyone to withdraw, allowing them a private space?

Perhaps leave the queen behind to assist with guidance?

No, unacceptable.

Only fighting to the death could preserve his dignity.

Who could guess how many ridiculous scenarios played out in Emperor Renhe’s mind at this moment, or the indecent images that had surfaced?

King Zhou Zhen, as the leader of the Serpent Gang, held great authority. If this had unfolded within his gang’s domain, he wouldn’t have met with such disgrace—Immortal Sect disciple or otherwise—he would’ve had ways to escape.

The flowing blood and piercing pain reminded him it was all real.

"Logically, my lord and my brothers were sent to the Imperial Court to undergo a proper trial. But without an official inquiry, you moved directly to kill. What I want to know is—who gave the orders?" Lin Fan questioned.

"Speak. Don’t divert the topic again. My hand might slip."

Wang Zhou watched Lin Fan act decisively, his lips barely moving as if to speak, but unsure what to say. Events had escalated this far—what could he possibly add?

There was truly nothing to say.

He could only silently observe Lin Fan’s handling of the matter, knowing the man he valued most dearly would find a way to resolve everything.

King Zhou Zhen broke out in cold sweat. Living to this day hadn’t been easy; his life had decades left to span. If only he didn’t die—he could enjoy life for another hundred years without issue.

To die in such a manner.

What a waste.

"Grand Tutor Yang Sanjun, Si Kongli, Sky Strategist General Wang Shouyun, Left Overseer Yu San, Secretary of the Secretariat Tai You..."

King Zhou Zhen listed off name after name.

The crowd gathered gasped in alarm upon hearing those names.

"King Zhou Zhen, you can’t simply slander us."

"You and I have no connection whatsoever—I don’t even know who you are. How could you accuse me?"

"Exactly, such baseless claims!"

Everyone was stunned; they never anticipated the once-mighty King Zhou Zhen would actually betray them all in desperation—it was borderline insanity.

We all have it tough.

Why can’t you just take it alone? At most, we’ll burn some extra incense during Qingming Festival for you.

"Fine, could those named kindly step forward, so I can see who we’re dealing with," Lin Fan said placidly, his demeanor calm and composed, completely at odds with the "God of Death" image others feared.

Regrettably.

The crowd exchanged hesitant glances, yet no one moved.

"If you won’t step forward, then I invite everyone present to meet death instead," Lin Fan said icily, the killing intent in his voice causing collective panic among the crowd.

Some had not even been named.

They were clearly innocent.

"Yang Sanjun, why are you still standing here? Handle your own affairs—don’t drag us down with you! Step forward now!"

"He’s Wang Shouyun; this has nothing to do with us."

Lin Fan’s deadly pronouncement shattered their composure, and many people shoved the named individuals forward. Although the accused were of high rank and prominence, in this situation, no one cared—step forward and face the wrath of the Immortal Master.

Those forced forward glared hatefully at the crowd.

The sycophants who had once groveled before them now refused to acknowledge them.

Not only that, those traitors had actively pushed them out—it was infuriating.

The Grand Tutor Yang Sanjun’s complexion alternated between pale and flushed as he straightened his posture, stroking his beard. "As the sitting Grand Tutor, I have acted with integrity. Although malicious schemers have conspired against me, I have nothing left to say. However, Immortal Master, as a person of the Immortal Sect, you possess clear judgment—surely you cannot tolerate deception."

"Even if an Immortal wishes me dead, my righteous spirit remains intact. Those who slay the upright invite calamity upon themselves."

Lin Fan glanced at Yang Sanjun and saw the defiance in his demeanor, though his eyes betrayed traces of fear.

Shuu!

Without hesitation.

The Flying Smoke Spirit Sword sliced through the air and pierced Yang Sanjun’s throat, forming a gory hole that gushed with fresh blood.

Yang Sanjun never imagined his words would be completely ignored.

Not even a warning—the sword struck without pause.

The Grand Tutor collapsed with a thunderous thud, jolting everyone awake. None could believe it—the man was truly dead.

Even King Zhou Zhen was dumbfounded.

Which sect did this man belong to? Was he really set on overturning the entire Great Zhou Dynasty?

"Ah!"

"I don’t want to die!"

"Your Majesty, save your subjects! Your Majesty, save us!"

Lin Fan didn’t bother using mana; he wielded the Flying Smoke Spirit Sword directly, slaughtering at will. In one swift stroke—another head fell.

His purpose in coming to the Imperial Court was for Wang Zhou and the others.

If he stopped halfway through killing, then what would have been the point? Others wanted to harm his brothers—how could he just let it go?

Blood splattered the Imperial Court audience hall.

The terrified screams echoed continuously.

Emperor Renhe watched the scene unfold, his heart sinking. These were his ministers, esteemed among the court’s ranks—if all of them died, his days ahead would become unbearable.

"Stop! You truly cannot continue killing!" Emperor Renhe pleaded, nearly resorting to begging.

Lin Fan replied, "Stop killing? My brothers were nearly killed by you, suffering untold hardships in your dungeon. Yet now you claim I should stop. How absurd."

It was then.

Sky Strategist General Wang Shouyun glanced toward the queen, his youthful face filled with desperation. The queen, noticing his gaze, grew anxious as well.

Just as Lin Fan prepared to strike Wang Shouyun down.

Emperor Renhe cried out, even abandoning his high platform and rushing forward, "You cannot kill him!"

The queen also broke her silence for the first time, crying out that Wang Shouyun must not die.

"Oh?" Lin Fan’s gaze shifted between the emperor and queen, finally settling on Wang Shouyun. "Why not kill him?"

"He is..." Emperor Renhe faltered, unsure how to phrase it. How could he admit Wang Shouyun was his son – born of the queen’s younger sister? It was a tangled affair; back when the emperor was still the Crown Prince, he had drunkenly violated the queen’s sister before marrying her.

The younger sister had been married at the time, complicating matters further. If this scandal spread, it would spell disaster; the emperor’s princely status would have been irrevocably jeopardized.

To cover it up, the situation remained hidden for years.

When Wang Shouyun was born, the queen’s sister was secretly eliminated, and the child entrusted to others to raise, all while receiving generous support. Wang Shouyun’s meteoric rise to Sky Strategist General followed.

But why was the queen suddenly protecting him?

Whatever the reason didn’t matter now.

Bringing this past up would raise old suspicions and risks.

Lin Fan squinted, sensing the ethical knot in the unfolding drama.

Regardless of the rationale.

The guilty must still pay.

At that moment.

A voice rang out from the distant horizon.

"Who dares stir trouble within the Great Zhou Dynasty? Inner Sect disciple Zhang He of Taiwu Immortal Sect is here."

The sound carried an ethereal quality, reverberating as though amplified.

Emperor Renhe rejoiced upon hearing the voice. "Immortal Master Zhang has arrived, Immortal Master Zhang has arrived..."

Hope had emerged.