Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 380 - 374: Conflict

Chapter 380: Chapter 374: Conflict

Li Xing bowed slightly and smiled: "Third Uncle, now is not the time to talk about this. We should discuss what we should do next."

"Heh heh!"

Third Uncle Li Xing laughed: "Xing’er, what do you want to do?"

A glint of cold light flashed in Li Xing’s eyes, and he said: "I get angry just thinking about how I arranged for Momo to discuss an alliance with the five great families, and they not only refused but even threatened to inform Zhao Shuo for a reward. They want to join the City Lord Mansion in attacking our Li family. I, Li Xing, will not swallow this anger."

"Haha!"

The elder sitting in the Family Head’s position laughed: "Now that Emperor Yan is with our Li family, I, Li Fang, am eager for them to join forces and attack us quickly."

"Haha..."

Bursts of laughter echoed from the Li Family’s Council Hall...

As for Zhao Shuo, who returned empty-handed, he had no sooner arrived at the City Lord Mansion than he saw Zhao Ming striding towards him.

"Brother, did you find Emperor Yan?"

"Sigh..."

Zhao Shuo shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Zhao Ming stood there, stunned, muttering: "My son Zhao Shan is beyond saving, beyond saving..."

Zhao Shuo didn’t beg Yan Rufeng to save Zhao Shan because he didn’t want to spend more to save a cripple, nor did he want to owe Yan Rufeng a favor, let alone have anything more to do with Yan Rufeng...

What Zhao Shuo didn’t expect was that because of this, Yan Rufeng became utterly disheartened with him.

In front of the Li family’s gate, it wasn’t that Yan Rufeng didn’t want to save Zhao Shan. The reason he hesitated was to test Zhao Shuo.

Although saving Zhao Shan wouldn’t restore his cultivation, Zhao Shan was still his own nephew.

Yet Zhao Shuo, for his own selfish desires, ignored their brotherly bond and let Zhao Shan fend for himself.

Such a ruthless person, how could Yan Rufeng allow Zhao Shuo to continue being a City Lord, capable of controlling the entire Immortal Star...

A despondent Zhao Ming, full of despair, walked back to his courtyard.

In the Zhao Family’s Council Hall, many Zhao Family elders had gathered.

An elderly man with white hair and beard furrowed his brow.

"Shuo’er, since you met Emperor Yan, why didn’t you beg him to save Shan’er?"

Zhao Shuo bowed and said: "Uncle, Emperor Yan said even if he saved Shan’er, he would still be a cripple. Why should I go around owing favors for a cripple?"

"Heh heh!"

Zhao Shuo’s uncle sneered: "Shuo’er, you’ve changed."

Zhao Shuo’s gaze was sharp, and he said coldly: "Uncle, it’s not I who have changed; it’s the state of the Immortal Domain that has changed."

Zhao Shuo’s uncle raised an eyebrow and asked: "Then tell me, what is the current state of the Immortal Domain?"

Zhao Shuo paused, then said: "Uncle, you’ve been in seclusion, so you naturally haven’t heard about Yan Rufeng, Emperor Yan, and the great battle ten years ago..."

After Zhao Shuo finished recounting the battle from Yan Rufeng’s past life, everyone in the hall fell silent.

After a long period, an elder with white hair but a youthful face spoke slowly: "Shuo’er, if what you say is true, then Emperor Yan’s arrival on Qiming Star probably means he’s seeking refuge."

Zhao Shuo’s uncle nodded, saying: "It seems Emperor Yan is no longer the Emperor Yan he used to be. Now that he is here, we should pretend we don’t know and avoid getting too close to him, or we might invite disaster upon our clan."

With a deep bow, Zhao Shuo said: "I will heed Uncle’s advice. To prevent our Zhao family members from interacting with Yan Rufeng, I will now notify the entire clan that no one is allowed to leave the City Lord Mansion without permission in the near future."

...

Zhao Ming returned to his courtyard and saw Zhao Shan lying exhausted on the bed, tormented by pain, unable to move.

"My child, your father is useless and can’t save your life."

A pallid Zhao Shan, enduring the pain from the Sword Qi, said with difficulty: "Fa... father, right now, I am living a fate worse than death. I can’t hold on any longer. Fa... father, please... kill me."

"Ugh..."

Zhao Shan rolled over and burst into a fit of dry coughing.

"Pfft..."

A mouthful of blood spurted from Zhao Shan’s mouth, and then he rolled off the bed.

"Shan’er!"

Zhao Ming shouted and rushed to hold Zhao Shan.

"Father, don’t touch me," Zhao Shan cried out immediately.

"Shan’er!"

Tears streamed down Zhao Ming’s old face. He was helpless and could only watch Zhao Shan rolling on the ground.

"Father, my organs feel as if they are being cut by knives. I can’t take it anymore. Please, kill me quickly..."

Zhao Shan begged bitterly, asking Zhao Ming to kill him to end the torment from the Sword Qi.

Unable to bear Zhao Shan’s continued suffering, Zhao Ming drew an Immortal Sword.

With a longsword in hand, Zhao Ming’s eyes flashed with a killing intent, and he roared.

"Yan Rufeng, all of this is your fault. My son Zhao Shan ended up like this because of you. I swear to the heavens, if I don’t kill you with my own hands, I am not a man."

The longsword in Zhao Ming’s hand glinted with a cold light as he slowly moved it toward Zhao Shan. Though he was reluctant, he felt he had no choice but to kill his own son to end his suffering.

"Whoosh~"

A beam of sword light shot towards them, and just as the light disappeared, a small Communication Immortal Sword hovered in front of Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming stopped his actions and extended his Divine Sense towards the Communication Immortal Sword.

"Yan Rufeng, Emperor Yan, is at the Li family in the south of the city."

Zhao Ming didn’t know who had sent the message, but upon learning of Yan Rufeng’s location, he grew very excited and shouted: "Shan’er can be saved, Shan’er can be saved!"

Immediately, Zhao Ming cast a spell to envelop Zhao Shan and flew out of the room, heading south at high speed...

On the city gate tower of the City Lord Mansion, four guards saw Zhao Ming flying towards them from a distance.

One guard shouted loudly: "The City Lord has ordered that no Zhao family member may leave the City Lord Mansion without permission. Violators will be executed!"

"Zing!"

Zhao Ming immediately summoned his Flying Sword and snorted coldly.

"The Second Master of the Zhao family has urgent business. Anyone who blocks my way will die!"

One of the guards weakly asked: "It’s the Second Master. Should we stop him?"

"What do you think?"

Another guard drew his longsword, pointing it at Zhao Ming in the air and said harshly: "Without the City Lord’s special order, no one can disobey the City Lord’s command. Second Master, please go back; don’t make it difficult for us brothers!"

"Heh heh!"

Zhao Ming sneered: "I don’t need anyone’s special order. If you dare to block me again, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

The guard holding the sword pointed at Zhao Ming roared.

"Brothers, if Zhao Ming leaves the City Lord Mansion under our watchful eyes today, none of us will escape the City Lord’s punishment. We can only capture Zhao Ming and hand him over to the City Lord for judgment."

"Zing zing zing~"

Immediately, dozens of soldiers on the city tower drew their weapons, all aiming at Zhao Ming.

"Haha~"

Zhao Ming laughed wildly.

"I haven’t fought in hundreds of years, and you’re forcing me to do it!"

Both sides drew their swords, and a fierce battle was imminent.

"Whoosh whoosh~"

A rainbow light flashed, and in an instant, Zhao Shuo appeared in front of Zhao Ming.

"Second Brother, why have you left the City Lord Mansion on your own?"

"Humph!"

Zhao Ming snorted coldly: "What do you think? Shan’er is on the verge of death. What else could I be doing?"

Zhao Shuo said sternly: "Nonsense, even if Shan’er is dying, he must die within the City Lord Mansion. You are not to leave..."