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Chapter 1281 - 1275: The Nearly Divine Tycoon Gives You a Choice

Chapter 1281: Chapter 1275: The Nearly Divine Tycoon Gives You a Choice

The two elders of the Cheng Family revealed a look of apprehension in their eyes.

"We’re leaving!" Finally, Cheng Hui suppressed the resentment in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he prepared to turn and leave.

Originally, he had planned to use this banquet as an opportunity to intimidate Li Changlin.

But now, it seemed that it had only served to elevate Li Changlin instead.

Damn it, if he had known earlier that Li Changlin was this formidable, how could he have possibly set up this banquet only to embarrass himself?

Curse him, Li Changlin truly deserves to die!

In his heart, Cheng Hui raged incessantly.

"Halt!" Suddenly, Li Changlin spoke, his voice low and commanding. "Cheng Hui, you invited the Nearly Divine Tycoon to this banquet, was it for the purpose of creating such a Hongmen Banquet?!"

"Li Changlin, what more do you want?" Cheng Hui’s face was somber, while the two experts at the half-step Inch Strength level supported the young man by his side. All four faces were extremely unsightly.

They were no fools; now that Li Changlin had spoken, it seemed unlikely that the matter would conclude peacefully.

"You want to leave? Then leave your cultivation behind!" Li Changlin sneered coldly. "If you wish to challenge the Nearly Divine Tycoon, then be prepared to become a cripple!"

"Young Master Changlin, don’t push people too far!" Finally, one of the half-step Inch Strength experts stepped forward and said, coldly, "If Young Master Changlin truly cripples us, that would be tantamount to declaring war on the Cheng Family. Though your strength is indeed impressive, you must understand one thing: the Cheng Family possesses heritage!"

"Heritage? Old man, you must be referring to that Zhen Tian Tower, correct?" Li Changlin sneered. "The Cheng Family has the Zhen Tian Tower — do you truly believe the Li Family cannot summon the Qiankun Ding?"

"If that were indeed the case, it would escalate into a family-wide war, possibly implicating even families from the Upper Realm." Though fear stirred within the half-step Inch Strength expert, he continued to issue threats in a tone of bluster: "Young Master Changlin, should the Cheng Family and Li Family clash, other families would hardly stand idly by. Keep one thing clear — the Holy Fruit and Grass Revival Pill in your possession are coveted by more than just the Cheng Family!"

"Anyone who dares scheme against the Nearly Divine Tycoon will meet their demise directly," Li Changlin said indifferently. "Stop spouting nonsense. Now, will you destroy your cultivation yourselves or shall the Nearly Divine Tycoon personally act?"

"Li Changlin, you’re forcing my hand!" Cheng Hui’s eyes turned cold. Suddenly, he shoved aside the elder blocking his path and spoke sharply: "Li, you think your strength is enough to corner this Young Master?"

"Oh? Could it be you have some kind of trump card?" Li Changlin’s curiosity was immediately piqued as he gazed at Cheng Hui and said coolly, "No matter how powerful your hidden ace might be, today, the Nearly Divine Tycoon will see you wasted!"

"Hmph, you want to cripple this Young Master, yet fail to realize this Young Master possesses the ability to kill you." Fully aware that reconciliation was impossible today, Cheng Hui, who had been forced to the brink by Li Changlin, discarded all pretense. He took resolute steps forward toward Li Changlin.

"The ability to kill me!" Li Changlin’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp, unspoken intuition pierced his consciousness. He asked coldly, "So, you’ve brought the Zhen Tian Tower along, haven’t you?"

"Indeed! At least you’re not entirely foolish!" Cheng Hui sneered. "Li Changlin, do you now still have the confidence to cripple us?"

"Good, very good, splendid!" What shocked Cheng Hui was that Li Changlin not only displayed no fear but instead began laughing aloud. "Since Cheng Hui, you’ve brought the Zhen Tian Tower with you, it gives me even more reason not to let you leave. Now, the Nearly Divine Tycoon offers you a choice: surrender the Zhen Tian Tower, or perish!"

"What?!"

"By the heavens, what kind of trump card does this Li Changlin have, to be so arrogant even upon knowing Young Master Cheng possesses the Zhen Tian Tower?!"

"This is the perfect chance! The perfect chance! It’d be best if Cheng Hui manages to eliminate that Li Changlin!"

Inside the hall, many held their own thoughts. Among them, even several disciples of Ancient Martial Families secretly hoped Cheng Hui could kill Li Changlin outright, and seize the Holy Fruit and Grass Revival Pill for themselves.

"Li Changlin, you are forcing me!" A cold glint flashed through Cheng Hui’s eyes. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped the top of his head. At once, there appeared above him a magnificent tower — it was none other than one of the Ten Great Divine Artifacts, the Zhen Tian Tower.

Holding the tower aloft, Cheng Hui shouted grimly, "Li Changlin, I’ll give you one chance: surrender the Holy Fruit and Grass Revival Pill immediately. Do so, and I’ll spare your life; otherwise, you’ll surely meet your death today!"

"So it’s truly the Zhen Tian Tower!"

"I never expected Cheng Hui to gain recognition from the Zhen Tian Tower."

"Now Li Changlin is finished. They say the Zhen Tian Tower can amplify strength sixfold at minimum. Cheng Hui is currently at the Late Stage of Virtual Energy, possessing the strength equivalent to two dragons. If amplified sixfold, his power could rival that of Li Changlin evenly. Being attack-oriented in nature, when controlled by an expert akin to an Inch Strength practitioner, the Zhen Tian Tower guarantees certain death for Li Changlin!"

"Not necessarily — if Li Changlin has a Divine Artifact, then Cheng Hui will be in trouble."

"But Li Changlin isn’t likely to possess a Divine Artifact."

The hall buzzed with whispered debates.

Xi Yao’s complexion turned pale. She knew clearly that Li Changlin had not acquired any Divine Artifact from the Li Family.

If the speculation of the crowd turned out to be accurate, it would spell disaster for Brother Changlin.

Her heart filled with sorrow as she thought about the possibility of parting from Brother Changlin for good.

Grief mingled with a deep sense of unwillingness.

Truthfully, Xi Yao desperately wished to remain by Brother Changlin’s side.

Even if it meant dying, she would have no regrets.

Yet Cheng Hui revealing the Zhen Tian Tower had caught Xi Yao completely off guard.

Her heart torn and conflicted, she stepped forward and spoke hesitantly, "Young Master Cheng, please don’t act. I..."

"Xi Yao, step back!" Li Changlin frowned slightly, realizing Xi Yao’s intent. He hurriedly waved his hand to stop her and said, "Cheng Hui is no match for me. His artifact won’t make a difference!"

Li Changlin’s words were firm, his tone absolute.

Xi Yao lowered her head and let out a deep sigh.

She stopped arguing, and upon hearing him, reluctantly retreated. Secretly, she resolved that if Brother Changlin ended up unable to defeat Cheng Hui, she would sacrifice her own life to protect him.

As she thought this, Xi Yao’s delicate hand slid quietly into her pocket, tightly clutching a jade pendant.

This pendant had been given to her by Lame Grandpa, and Xi Yao vividly remembered how seriously he had instructed her at the time — if ever faced with danger, she was to throw the pendant at her enemy; it would protect her.

At the time, Xi Yao hadn’t understood why Lame Grandpa had said such things, but now, clarity dawned upon her: this pendant clearly held extraordinary powers.