Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 307 - 308: The Invincible Young Zhao (2nd Update) (Please Collect, Reward, and Recommend)

Chapter 307: Chapter 308: The Invincible Young Zhao (2nd Update) (Please Collect, Reward, and Recommend)

"Don’t get cocky, boy! Even if you have acquired wealth today, you won’t have the life to spend it! Just wait, the saint of our Zhao family is about to arrive! The moment our family’s saint descends, will be your time of death!"

Zhao Xiong bellowed furiously as he watched the wealth inside the spatial ring being taken away.

He had to wait now! Wait for the moment when the saint of the Zhao family descended.

Once the saint of the Zhao family arrived, defeating Chu Fengmian would be a piece of cake.

No matter how strong a martial artist of the Controlling Wind Realm was, they couldn’t possibly be a match for a saint.

"Is that so? Even if the saint of your Zhao family descends today, he will still have to kneel!"

Chu Fengmian’s expression was extremely calm.

Even upon hearing of the saint, his expression remained unchanged; to Chu Fengmian, a saint was nothing to be feared.

Saints who had died at the hands of Chu Fengmian were more than just one or two.

"What an arrogant brat! A mere ant dares to challenge a saint! Utterly overestimating oneself!"

Suddenly, the sky changed color, and a deep, resounding voice came from the horizon.

In the sky, it seemed one could see an immeasurably huge figure, akin to a divine presence.

This figure could practically blot out the sun and the sky.

And in this voice, there was an endless oppressive force, making anyone who heard it involuntarily feel fear.

Such a voice that could actually cause the heavens and earth to change color was undoubtedly from a terrifyingly powerful individual.

"Saint!"

Standing beside Chu Fengmian, Qian Ya couldn’t help but tremble violently.

This was a power that belonged only to saints.

"The saint has descended!"

"The saint of the Zhao family has finally made an appearance!"

"I wonder which saint of the Zhao family it is!"

"Judging by the voice, it seems to be one of the Zhao family’s Supreme Elders, the unparalleled saint, Zhao Podi! The newly risen saint of the Zhao family, known as ’Junior Invincible Zhao’, is said to be the next Zhao Wudi, and is known as ’Junior Invincible Zhao’ of the family, and it’s this ferocious being who has descended!"

"I have heard of this person; he’s not even a hundred years old and has already stepped into sainthood, truly the next Zhao Wudi, being the ’Junior Invincible Zhao’ of the Zhao family. It turns out to be this ferocious person who has arrived!"

"We should leave quickly; this Zhao Podi is a fearsome figure of his generation. If he finds us enjoying the spectacle, he’ll definitely slaughter us!"

Numerous martial artists watching on began to prepare to leave, but that imposing figure had already descended.

As this figure descended, an endless killing intent surged forth, transforming into boundless power, sweeping away everything.

Countless observing martial artists were annihilated in an instant.

When the saint made a move.

Even a Semi-Saint, was like an ant, easily annihilated.

"You worthless vermin, dare to laugh at our Zhao family? Die!"

Upon Zhao Podi’s appearance, his spiritual power burst forth in its entirety, and with one move, he slaughtered hundreds of martial artists present, all dying miserably at his hands.

This Zhao Podi was truly a representative of the Zhao family’s arrogance, as he would even kill those who were merely spectating.

"Supreme Elder!"

"Supreme Elder, save us!"

Upon seeing Zhao Podi’s arrival, Zhao Xiong and Zhao Chun immediately knelt on the ground and started shouting loudly.

"Worthless! You two are absolute trash, utterly disgracing our Zhao family. From today onward, you shall be the lowest servants in the Zhao household! All status stripped from you! As your punishment!"

Zhao Podi glared at Zhao Xiong and Zhao Chun, who were kneeling on the ground, raging furiously at them.

The two of them kneeling here brought shame upon their Zhao family, filling Zhao Podi with extreme anger.

As Zhao Xiong knelt on the ground, he did not respond to Zhao Podi’s scolding, instead, he shouted loudly,

"Yes, all the fault is ours, but please, Supreme Elder, strike down this youngster. The extreme weapon the Clan Leader wanted has now been seized by him!"

"What? You’ve even lost the extreme weapon the Clan Leader was after!"

Hearing Zhao Xiong’s words, Zhao Podi flew into a towering rage.

Zhao Wudi, the Clan Leader of their Zhao family, was a truly invincible figure, one whom all the disciples of the Zhao family deeply admired.

He, Zhao Podi, known as Little Wudi, was also deeply admiring of Zhao Wudi; he aspired to become the second Zhao Wudi.

Now, hearing that the extreme weapon wanted by Zhao Wudi had been taken by Chu Fengmian was like a blasphemy against the divine for him; it was more painful and infuriating than the murder of his parents.

"How dare you!"

"Bastard! Hand over the extreme weapon, kneel on the ground, and end your life to cleanse your current sins!"

Zhao Podi roared at Chu Fengmian, his words filled with extreme arrogance.

"And you, Qian Ya, although you’re from the Twilight Pavilion, mingling with this brat recently is a grave sin as well! Zhao Chun has always pursued you, so I’ll give you a way out. Kneel obediently now, cripple your own cultivation as a token of Zhao Chun’s wrath, and I may spare your life!"

"What?"

Before Chu Fengmian could speak, Qian Ya’s face turned furious.

"What, you refuse? Then I shall capture you right now, cripple your cultivation! As for the Twilight Pavilion, if they dare do business with this brat, they’ve committed a great sin and must hand over all their wealth to our Zhao family!"

A murderous intent flashed in Zhao Podi’s eyes. With a cold smile, he suddenly lunged at Qian Ya with a clawing motion.

This claw aimed to cripple Qian Ya’s cultivation, truly intending to turn her into a slave for Zhao Chun!

A Semi-Saint’s strike was far beyond Qian Ya’s ability to resist; she didn’t even realize that Zhao Podi’s claw was already in front of her.

"What a foolish brat, do you think all the Zhao family are fools? One more arrogant than the next!"

Chu Fengmian exclaimed with both anger and laughter. Zhao Podi, known as Little Wudi, truly believed himself to be unrivaled; his arrogance was so ludicrous that Chu Fengmian almost laughed.

"A mere newly risen Semi-Saint thinks he can contend with me? You even dare to strike at someone by my side! Today, I will start by breaking this claw of yours! Let’s see how you remain arrogant after that!"

Sudden movement from Chu Fengmian, charging forward just as Zhao Podi’s claw reached out, Chu Fengmian clenched his fist with a surge of power and smashed it toward Zhao Podi.

"Bastard, I haven’t killed you yet, and you’re seeking death yourself? Do you really think that after obtaining countless fortunes, you can compete with a Semi-Saint? Today, I will show you! The power of a Semi-Saint is not something an ant like you can withstand!"

Seeing Chu Fengmian suddenly make a move, Zhao Podi’s claw also abruptly changed direction, reaching out to grab Chu Fengmian.

Claw and fist clashed violently in the air.

"Die!"

Zhao Podi’s face twisted with ferocity, already deeming Chu Fengmian as good as dead, regardless of how strong a Martial Artist was, how could they contend with a true Semi-Saint.