Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 899 - 897: Cannot Withstand a Single Blow [Third Update]

"You want to battle, then let's battle!"

Xiao Yi looked emotionlessly at Nantian Hou across from him, his eyes shooting out a tangible fighting spirit.

A hundred origin stones were mere trivialities to him.

Had the other party been willing to negotiate nicely, Xiao Yi would not have minded giving them a hundred origin stones, but instead they sought to rob and plunder, even resorting to insults and provocations.

This Xiao Yi could not tolerate!

If he could not endure, then there was no need to endure any longer!

The duel was set in stone.

This left Nantian Wen unable to say anything more, only casting a helpless and apologetic glance at Xiao Yi, saying in a deep voice, "Since a duel has been agreed, let us sign a contract then!"

"A contract? Is there a need for that?"

Nantian Hou frowned and said, "It will be easy for Yu'er to win against him in battle. Is there a need to waste time signing a contract?"

Despite Xiao Yi's impressive record in combat,

In Nantian Hou's eyes, Xiao Yi was definitely no match for his son Nantian Yu.

Xiao Yi calmly said, "We must sign the contract, otherwise some people might refuse to acknowledge their loss when the time comes, leading to a lot of trouble!" While speaking, he looked at Nantian Hou with a faint smile, "What? Are you afraid you'll lose and be unable to deny it?"

"I will lose?"

Nantian Hou laughed aloud as if he heard the funniest joke, and with a grand gesture said, "Prince Brother, bring out the contract. If we don't sign it, people might think the Nantian royal family is afraid of him!"

Nantian Wen did not respond.

But with a flick of his wrist, a white scroll materialized in his hand.

This was a common wagering contract.

However...

Nantian Hou was extremely dissatisfied, tossing aside the white scroll and then taking out a completely black scroll. The edges of the black scroll were edged with pale white, interwoven with strands of silver threads.

Nantian Wen's face changed dramatically, "Have you gone mad? This is a life-death contract..."

A life-death contract.

Once signed, it can only be concluded with the death of one party.

This was a declaration of life and death!

Signing such a contract meant the parties involved would not rest until death, leaving no room for turning back.

Full of confidence, Nantian Hou said, "Yu'er is bound to win this battle, but this brat dared to humiliate Yu'er and even had the audacity to provoke me. How could I let him live as he wishes? We must sign this contract!"

Swish swish swish!

Nantian Hou quickly laid out the terms of the contract, releasing a drop of fresh blood, branding it onto the scroll.

He then threw the scroll to Xiao Yi.

Nantian Hou provocatively said, "If you're scared, just kneel down and crawl between my legs, and I might let bygones be bygones!"

"Idiot!"

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes, flicking his hand to also send a drop of blood onto the scroll. The entire scroll vibrated with a hum, a trail of bloody light spreading out, tainting all the silver threads with a vivid red color.

The black and red scroll exuded a chilling aura.

Nantian Hou revealed a smirk as if his plot had succeeded, pointing at the scroll and then Xiao Yi, "Boy, you've been duped! Hahaha, Yu'er is just a step away from the Heaven Venerate Realm, and you can't possibly defeat him." He paused, then looked at Nantian Wen, "Prince Brother, the life-death contract has been signed, even you cannot intervene in this battle!"

Nantian Wen's face was dark, unable to utter a word.

Xiao Yi merely said, "Let Nantian Yu come out and battle me!"

"Don't rush!"

Nantian Hou sneered as he walked ahead, "Follow me!"

The group immediately followed Nantian Hou towards the secret space where the clan elders resided. Upon their arrival, Nantian Yan and Nantian Yu had already been waiting for quite some time.

Nantian Wen said solemnly, "That is Nantian Yan, the third elder of the Supreme Venerables of the Nantian Dynasty, and the youth beside him is Nantian Yu. Although he is only at the Peak of Earth Revered Realm, his combat power is not to be underestimated!"

"Hm!"

Xiao Yi nodded, his gaze sweeping over Nantian Yu.

This fellow had a sharp aura of sword intent that was faintly discernible, definitely an exceptional swordsman!

Among his peers.

Aside from Chen Longxiang whom he had encountered before, this one was certainly the strongest.

With an indifferent expression, Nantian Yan asked, "How is the negotiation going?"

Nantian Wen brought out the scroll and said in a deep voice, "Ancestral Grandfather, Xiao Yi was unwilling to accept Nantian Hou's conditions, and the two have settled on a life-death contract. A decisive battle to determine their fates!"

"A life-death contract?"

Nantian Yan was taken aback for a moment, frowning as he looked at that black-and-crimson scroll. His expression turned somewhat displeased. "What folly, for us the legitimate royal bloodline of the Nantian Dynasty, how can we possibly enter into a life-and-death contract with such a humble and base person?"

Little Lin was suddenly enraged: "Old scoundrel, who are you calling of humble blood?"

"Little Lin..."

Xiao Yi's expression changed. He was just about to take action, but then he saw Nantian Yan giving a cold snort. A peerless oppressive force transformed into an invisible shockwave and violently flung Little Lin away.

Oof!

Little Lin thudded to the ground, blood spurting from his mouth, his face immediately turning a shade of deadly pale.

"You..."

Xiao Yi was enraged, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot as he glared fiercely at Nantian Yan.

Nantian Yan's face was expressionless.

Nantian Hou, with a look of schadenfreude on his face, said, "An ignorant fool who doesn't know whether he's dead or alive, dares to provoke the Supreme Venerable? That our ancestor did not kill him is already an act of mercy!"

"Ancestor, please give me some face!" Nantian Wen stood in front of Xiao Yi and spoke in a grave voice.

Nantian Yan said coldly, "Since the contract has been set, this battle shall proceed according to the contract!"

"Ancestor, rest assured!"

Nantian Yu swore confidently, "I won't let the royal family lose face!"

Xiao Yi helped Little Lin up and after checking him over, he felt relieved. Thankfully, he had warned Little Lin in time and Little Lin's body was extraordinarily strong. This time, he had only suffered a bit of internal injury, which was not fatal.

"B-Boss, that old man is very powerful..." Little Lin said, gritting his teeth.

Xiao Yi hummed in acknowledgment.

He also gained a deeper understanding of the powerful beings known as Supreme Venerables.

Just now, it was only because Nantian Yan had not the intent to kill. If he had actually wanted to kill Little Lin, Xiao Yi would have been unable to stop him.

Nantian Yu, growing impatient, urged, "Xiao Yi, is it? My time as Princely Heir is limited, I don't have time to waste your precious cultivation time. The contract we have is a life-and-death one, this battle requires that one of us must die here, and no one is to interfere! Not even Uncle Emperor can step in to save you!"

"Who needs others to interfere in our battle?"

Xiao Yi looked at Nantian Yu expressionlessly and raised a finger, "For trash like you, one move is enough!"

"What did you say?"

Nantian Yu's smile disappeared, replaced by extreme fury and ferocity, he sneered, "Well said, Xiao Yi. Since my birth until today, no one has ever dared to humiliate me like this. This day next year will be your death anniversary!"

Boom!

Nantian Yu dove forward, swinging his arms, and unleashing two simultaneous palm strikes.

Whoosh Whoosh!

The palm strikes came with a sky-splitting force, and the crisscrossing silver light was trapped in a series of metallic reverberations, enclosing Xiao Yi within it. Faced with Nantian Yu's violent onslaught, Xiao Yi stood still and calm, as if he was a meditating monk unaffected by the chaos.

Nantian Hou exclaimed with pride, "Brother Emperor, it looks like the outcome of this battle is predetermined!"

Nantian Wen glanced at him and chuckled as he shook his head, "You're celebrating too soon!"

"Huh?"

Nantian Hou was stunned.

Just as he began to speak...

Suddenly, Xiao Yi raised a finger and rapidly tapped the empty air. The crisp sounds of his fleshy finger shattering those incredibly sharp palm strikes filled the air.

All of a sudden...

Xiao Yi tapped the ground with his toe, shot out like a scorching meteor, swerving past the shattered palm strikes, a single finger piercing the air towards his foe: "Star-Breaking Finger!"

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Countless starlights scattered across the sky converged on the tip of his finger.

Transforming into a silver river of stars.

Swoosh!

This river of stars instantly covered everything in sight, and even the haughty Nantian Yu found himself engulfed within the Xinghe. His body shook violently as bursts of crackling sounds erupted from him.

With each crackling sound, a mist of fresh blood followed.

As many as seventy-two clusters of blood fog spread densely.

Under the stupefied gazes of the onlookers, the once haughty Nantian Yu thudded to the ground with a loud crash.

"..."

All around was silent.

Nantian Yan, Nantian Hou, and even Nantian Wen were speechless, as if they were under a petrification spell.

Only Xiao Yi remained expressionless, gazing down at Nantian Yu from his high vantage point, and spoke softly, "Pathetic!"