Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 54 Wang Yao Breaks Through

Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Wang Yao Breaks Through

Moon City’s Wang Family had been established by the ancestral Wang over five hundred years ago, managing not just their own estate but all Southern City as well.

Wang Yao stood in the courtyard, looking over the now empty grounds of the Wang Family, his heart full of emotions. Leaving Moon City, he needed to lead his family to a new place to restart their lives. Wang Yao really didn’t know where the future path for the Wang Family would lie.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

All of a sudden, there was a knocking sound from outside the gate, which Wang Yao, with his Two-star Martial Spirit cultivation level hearing, could naturally discern, but he ignored it, assuming it was another thoughtless family member who had left something behind and was returning to retrieve it.

As the Head of the Wang Family, it was beneath him to answer the door to servants.

The knocking suddenly stopped, and Wang Yao snorted coldly. Then, with a thunderous roar, the Wang Family’s main gate burst open, scattering splinters of wood.

"Courting death!" Wang Yao roared in anger. Already in a foul mood, his right hand formed into a claw, igniting fiery flames, as his chubby body dashed quickly toward the gate. There are national laws and family rules; to anger him, Wang Yao, was to commit the gravest offense.

At that moment, as Wang Yao saw the figure stepping through the flying splinters, his chubby body suddenly froze, his eyes widened, the flames in his hand instantly extinguished, and his feet stumbled backwards, "You! Why is it you! What do you want!" Wang Yao’s demeanor was like a nude beauty encountering a rapist.

The person Wang Yao saw was none other than Shi Feng.

After parting ways with Long Chen, Shi Feng had arrived in Southern City. As he walked, he saw a young man hurriedly running by. Shi Feng quickly stopped him. Initially, the young man cursed for being grabbed suddenly, but when he saw who it was, his whole body trembled as if doused with cold water, and he immediately acted more docile.

With just one question, Shi Feng knew the location of the Wang Family and thus rushed here. Seeing the closed gate, he knocked a few times without response then kicked the door open, leading to the scene Wang Yao had just witnessed.

Seeing the plump Wang Yao watching him warily, Shi Feng, looking puzzled, asked, "What are you afraid of? I’m not here to take your life. I just need your help."

"Talking as if you mean no harm, no harm, then why did you kick down my door!" Of course, Wang Yao only said this in his mind and afterward, as if remembering something, he hastily said, "Last time at the Hai Family, I mentioned the Ancient Relics, I don’t have the mood to go now either. If you’re interested, just walk thirty miles north of Moon City, and you’ll see a patch of black, chilling soil. The entrance is right there; just search around, and you’ll find it."

Having witnessed Shi Feng’s true power today, Wang Yao was even less inclined to venture into the Ancient Relics with him. If their Three Great Families went with him, they’d merely serve as cannon fodder. Even if they penetrated inside and found the treasure, they’d only be making wedding dresses for others, and if there was an extremely valuable treasure, they might even be silenced.

"I’ve lost interest in that place," said Shi Feng. "I came here only to borrow a horse."

"Borrow a horse?" This phrase popped up so unexpectedly that Wang Yao wondered if he had misheard.

"That’s right, just borrowing a horse from you. Go to the stables and lead a horse out for me," said Shi Feng. The tone was less of asking and more like an order to the coachman to bring the horse to him.

The situation was stronger than a person, and he had no choice but to bow his head. He thought of himself as the Head of the Wang Family—when had he ever led a horse for someone, let alone been scolded like a servant to do it.

But Wang Yao had no choice but to lead the horse. The person before him was a "Killing Star"; a single wrong move could prove fatal. Even the Skywind Sect’s Law Enforcer had been slain by him; what wouldn’t he dare to do?

"Wait a moment," Wang Yao said, holding back the frustration in his heart, then turned and walked toward the stable. At this moment, all he wanted was to quickly send this "Killing Star" away. Just standing in front of him, Wang Yao felt immense danger.

Soon, a spirited white horse was led out by Wang Yao. In fact, this was his own mount, the best and last horse left in the Royal Residence.

Originally, Wang Yao had intended to linger a while longer on this ancestral land he had inherited from his ancestors before riding this white horse to meet his clansmen at the designated location. Little did he know that, when the time came to leave, he might have to walk.

"Ahh!" Wang Yao sighed deeply in his heart. The stronger were revered; such was the cruel reality of this world.

I must become stronger! I will remember today’s humiliation forever!

Wang Yao clenched his fists, silently telling himself.

Shi Feng saw Wang Yao leading the horse over, kicked his feet, and leaped into the night sky. As he came down onto the horse’s back, he flipped his body over to face the horse’s head and landed perfectly on the saddle.

Gently stroking the white horse’s mane, Shi Feng nodded in satisfaction and said, "This horse looks quite good!"

Then Shi Feng turned his head, waved at Wang Yao, and said, "Thanks, Shorty Fatty!"

After that, Shi Feng kicked the horse’s belly. The horse, pained by the kick, neighed loudly and immediately started running forward, quickly leaping out of the Royal Residence’s main gate.

In the dark confines of the Royal Residence, only Wang Yao remained with his fists still clenched. Watching the disappearing silhouette of man and horse, Wang Yao’s chubby face was filled with resolve as he said, "I must become stronger! I must!"

"Ah!" Wang Yao suddenly let out a long howl to the sky, his entire being seeming inflamed with a fierce fighting spirit. Suddenly, a flash of white light enveloped his corpulent body, and the bottleneck that had troubled him for years was broken at this moment. He advanced to become a Two-star Martial Spirit.

Demon Beast City, named for its proximity to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, was dilapidated, yet there was no lack of activity within it. Most people in this city were somehow related to the nearby Demon Beast Mountain Range, with individuals acting alone as hunters or groups forming hunting teams, mostly making a living by hunting demon beasts in the mountains.

In the city, there were also martial artists who formed mercenary groups. These groups, besides hunting demon beasts, could be hired—for a price—to kill specific demon beasts or provide aid to those too weak to do it themselves.

Of course, if the price was right, hiring them to assassinate enemies or transport goods was also possible.

Besides these, Demon Beast City was filled with shops, including arms and armor stores, demon beast specialty stores, drugstores, and inns, all catering to adventurers heading into the mountains.

Shi Feng rode nonstop through the night, and after a tiring journey, he arrived at the bustling Demon Beast City just as dawn was breaking, leading the white horse into the noisy streets.