My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 643 - 644 Looking for Trouble

Chapter 643: Chapter 644 Looking for Trouble

Fuck!

Nearly ten million Spirit Stones!

This is an astronomical sum!

Added to the ten million Spirit Stones I received in one go from the side hall as my stipend!

I now possess a whopping twenty million Spirit Stones in cash!

If I also consider the dozens of Spirit Pills I’ve received, my net worth may be close to thirty million Spirit Stones!

"Good gracious, no wonder that unscrupulous old man didn’t lie to me, it’s not just worth two million to buy his handwritten decree, even twenty million would be a bargain!" Ye Wudao pondered; "I’ve been too busy today, I should find out who that rascally ragged old man is..."

While some rejoice, naturally others are fraught with worry!

On the surface, Kunlun is peaceful, but beneath, there are turbulent undercurrents!

In Kunlun, on a mountaintop shrouded in mist where immortal cranes dance, it’s like a paradise on earth.

In Kunlun, only the legendary Supreme Elders have the privilege to carve out a mountain for themselves!

They hold a status that towers above all other True Disciples!

Their status is extremely high.

This mountain is named Cloud Crane Peak!

Its master is none other than a Supreme Elder of Kunlun, the renowned Cloud Crane Taoist!

Within the Cloud Crane Hall.

"Father, you must stand up for me!" A rebellious young man kneeled on the ground, crying bitterly.

In front of the young man sat an old man with the appearance of a child in crane-like hair, who was none other than the Cloud Crane Taoist!

"I have already learned about it," the Cloud Crane Taoist said expressionlessly.

"Father, as the number one ranked True Disciple of Kunlun, I was the most eligible to be promoted to Saint Heir, yet that bastard Ye Wudao got there before me!" Yun Yue mentioned Ye Wudao, his eyes filled with rage.

A cold glint flashed in the Cloud Crane Taoist’s eyes as he said indifferently, "What’s done is done, and I cannot change this decision!"

"Father, why?" Yun Yue ground his teeth, "Wudao’s status is beneath mine, I am the top-ranked True Disciple of Kunlun! In terms of background, I am your son—I, the Cloud Crane Taoist, a distinguished Supreme Elder! In terms of strength, I am a Sixth Rank Emperor Level warrior, and he is just a mere Fourth Rank Emperor Sovereign! What does he have that I lack? Why did he snatch the title of Saint Heir from me?!"

The Cloud Crane Taoist, his face etched with annoyance, said, "So, what do you propose to do?"

"I want to kill him!" Yun Yue said, his eyes cold.

"Hold your tongue!"

The Cloud Crane Taoist scolded angrily, "Do you not know the price of killing a Kunlun Saint Heir? Not even I can protect you!"

"But Father, I just can’t swallow this insult!" Yun Yue said with a face full of anger.

"Kunlun strictly forbids fratricide among its disciples, yet encourages competition; you know what you must do, right?" the Cloud Crane Taoist spoke calmly.

A chilling light flashed in Yun Yue’s eyes, and he said excitedly, "Father, I understand, as long as I don’t kill him, anything goes!"

The Cloud Crane Taoist nodded noncommittally.

"Thank you for the reminder, Father!" Yun Yue stood up, his eyes gleaming with ferocity; "Ye Wudao, I’ll make sure you become the shame of all Kunlun Saint Heirs!"

...

While Ye Wudao was busy, suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Another gift delivery?" Ye Wudao’s eyes sparked with curiosity as he looked up.

He saw hundreds approaching in a grand procession, led by a pretentious young man in golden robes with an unfriendly demeanor.

"Who is Ye Wudao? Come out!" the leader in the golden robe said coldly.

Ye Wudao’s expression changed at once, realizing these people were not here with gifts, but to cause trouble!

"I am Ye Wudao, what brings you to me?" Ye Wudao countered.

"Ye Wudao, you’ve got some nerve! How dare you bribe people in Kunlun!" the young man in golden robes said angrily; "Come, take away all these gifts!"

"Yes!" All his subordinates answered and readied themselves.

"Let’s see who dares?" Ye Wudao stepped forward, his eyes icy as he said; "These gifts were given by my friends, who would dare to touch them?"

"Ye Wudao, do you know who I am?" the young man in golden robes sneered.

"I’m not interested!"

"Hmph! My name is Yun Yue, the top-ranked True Disciple of Kunlun!" Yun Yue said arrogantly.

Previously, he had been sequestered in the mountains of Kunlun, unaware of these happenings. Hence, he said with clasped hands, "May I ask where I have offended Brother Yun?"

"Don’t try to cozy up to me, you’re not worthy!" Yun Yue scanned the gathered crowd, his eyes glancing greedily at the mountainous pile of gifts, and ordered, "Grab it all for me!"

"Charge!" Hundreds of Yun Yue’s subordinates rushed forward.

"Yun Yue, I am a Kunlun Saint Heir, do you dare to assault your superior?" Ye Wudao bellowed.

"Haha, Kunlun Saint Heir? Since when did Kunlun have a trash Emperor Sovereign Saint Heir? I must have missed the memo," Yun Yue mocked, prompting laughter from his subordinates.

"I’m dying of laughter!"

"He’s nothing but an empty name!"

"He actually thinks he’s a Saint Heir. The eight Saint Heirs are all fake emperor-level powerhouses, and the weakest among them is a peak battle emperor!"

Ye Wudao pulled out his Identity Token and said, "Saint Heir Token, those who dare to move against me shall be killed without mercy!"

Hiss!

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, hundreds of Yun Yue’s subordinates quickly retreated!

After all, no matter what is said, Ye Wudao is recognized by Kunlun as the ninth Saint Heir!

Many people still feared the value behind that Token!

"Ye Wudao, you think a mere Token can scare me? Let me tell you, I am the son of Cloud Crane Peak in Kunlun—the Cloud Crane Taoist, and he happens to be a Supreme Elder of Kunlun!" Yun Yue stood with his arms folded across his chest, a look of arrogance on his face.

What?

The son of a Supreme Elder!

No wonder he’s so arrogant!

"Don’t waste your breath on him, take all the gifts back to my house, and remember, don’t leave a single one for our dear Saint Heir!" Yun Yue said mockingly.

"Brothers, charge!"

"Snatch all this kid’s gifts!"

Ye Wudao sneered, since you’re playing hardball, don’t blame me for not being polite!

Just then, an angry voice came, "Whoever dares to touch the young master will be killed without mercy!"

Who?

Ye Wudao turned his head, only to see hundreds of Dragon Soul Warriors rushing over, led by none other than Jiusha (Nine Kills)!

"Uncle Jiusha!" Ye Wudao’s eyes lit up with surprise.

Hundreds of Dragon Soul warriors quickly formed a defensive line in front of Ye Wudao!

"Young Master Yun, what do we do now?" a subordinate asked.

"These people are not from Kunlun, kill them, I’ll take the responsibility!" Yun Yue’s eyes were cold.

"Attack!" Yun Yue’s subordinates launched the first attack.

"Kill!" Jiusha roared in anger, swinging his black ruler, and with a single move, scores of enemies were sent flying, coughing up blood.

The Dragon Soul warriors are battle-hardened with extremely rich combat experience, decisive in killing!

In the blink of an eye, they had forced Yun Yue’s subordinates into a headlong rout, with severe casualties!

"Young Master Yun, these people are too strong!"

"The weakest among them are fake emperors, and there are even Emperor Level powerhouses!"

"We’re no match for them at all!" Yun Yue’s subordinates said, faces filled with fear.

"A bunch of trash!" Yun Yue fumed, his body bursting with an astonishing aura.

Just then, a laughing voice came through, "Nephew Yun Yue, let me handle this!"

Yun Yue turned his head, and saw a True Disciple Elder approach, his eyes excited, "Uncle Yang the Third!"

This person was Yang Qi, a subordinate of his father and the third in rank!

Yang Qi acted decisively.

Boom!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon Soul warriors were severely injured and sent flying!

"I’ll fight you with my life!" Jiusha was furious, swinging his massive ruler.

Elder Yang looked on with disdain and flicked his hand casually.

Thud!

Jiusha coughed up blood, his giant ruler unexpectedly breaking, and his body heavily falling to the ground.

"Uncle Jiusha!" Ye Wudao paled in shock and immediately rushed to help Jiusha up.

"Cough, cough..." Jiusha coughed up blood, his complexion pale to the extreme, "Young master, that, that old guy is too strong!"

"Ah, ah, ah, old bastard, I’ll fight you with my life!" Ye Wudao burst into rage, gripping his battle saber and madly charging at Elder Yang.

"You little brat, how dare you compete for Yun Yue’s position as Kunlun’s Saint Heir? Do you really think Cloud Crane Peak has no one?" Yang Qi sneered coldly, ready to discipline Ye Wudao.

Just at that moment, an ice-cold voice suddenly pierced the air, carrying the wrath of thunder!

"Who dares to touch my little junior brother?"

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