Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 425 - 400: 1% of the Nation’s Destiny Sprinkled onto the Mortal World!

Chapter 425: Chapter 400: 1% of the Nation’s Destiny Sprinkled onto the Mortal World!

Zhang Datui flew backwards, smashing heavily onto the ground and creating a huge deep pit on impact.

The spot where Zhang Datui landed was precisely the Yu Family’s residence.

A few people nearby immediately came over, and Wang Junwu recognized Zhang Datui at a glance.

However, before Wang Junwu could speak, Wang Ziteng next to him raised his hand and covered Wang Junwu’s mouth.

Then, Wang Ziteng shouted loudly to those around him, "Who is this thief, daring to barge into the Yu Family’s residence uninvited! You’re looking for death!"

As he spoke, Wang Ziteng jumped into the center of the pit, which was more than thirty feet in diameter, and began to furiously hammer away at the barely alive Zhang Datui!

The beating was exceptionally satisfying.

After all, Wang Ziteng knew that as a formidable Purple Mansion Realm expert, Zhang Datui had a strong physique, and he himself had only just entered the Spiritual Platform.

Impossible to damage, absolutely impossible to damage.

Big Head Wang was just watching his younger brother Wang Ziteng’s behavior.

At this moment, Big Head Wang couldn’t help but think back to the days when Wang Ziteng was chased and kicked in the butt by Brother San during their competitions; in just a few months, Wang Ziteng had grown into such... a shameless extent.

We didn’t do this, Brother San and I!

I really don’t know who he learned it from.

When Wang Ziteng got tired of beating, he sat down to rest for a while, and seeing Zhang Datui slowly open his eyes, all bloodied, he immediately stood up and walked over, feigning surprise, "Principal Officer Zhang, it’s you! Why didn’t you say it earlier! When they were beating you just now, I was trying to stop them!"

When Qian Shanxiu saw Zhang Datui get beaten and fly away, she realized that something was wrong.

Because she knew with her own strength she couldn’t have sent Zhang Datui flying.

But Yuwen Ming had done it.

Run!

But now it was too late for Qian Shanxiu to think of running.

Yuwen Ming charged towards Qian Shanxiu, scaring her into continuously stacking countless techniques on top of one another, constantly fortifying her defenses.

"Contemptible scum, not worth a punch!"

Bang!

Yuwen Ming raised his hand and flicked his finger, sending Qian Shanxiu flying with the motion.

Qian Shanxiu was sent flying out of Daxing City.

Fortunately, halfway through the flight, a fishing line flew up from below, wrapping around her, and a fishhook conveniently hooked onto her lips.

Splash—

Qian Shanxiu crashed to the ground, somewhat in pain, but not severely injured.

The person who used the fishing line to cushion her fall from midair was none other than Li Moxian.

"Li Moxian, that Yuwen Ming is too powerful! You should run too! If he catches up with you, you will probably not escape disaster either!"

Li Moxian smiled as he put down his fishing rod, looked up towards the direction of the dazzling white light in the distant sky, and said with a smile, "The level he’s at now, even if I were to face him directly, I would have to fear him a little. But thankfully, it’s only a little."

With that, Li Moxian’s figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Li Moxian was already standing beside Yuwen Ming.

"What an incredible state, in the interstice between life and death, crossing over life and death, and it seems you still possess life span, no, the scent of time? How do you manage to keep your time frozen at this moment? How did you accomplish this?"

Li Moxian was encountering such a peculiar life form for the first time, clearly dead yet alive, and not a living dead, nor was he a king of the high Position of the Path of Life and Death that transcended life and death.

At this moment, the Pharaoh encircled from another direction.

"I’m also curious, if the Yuwen Imperial Clan had made arrangements long ago, when exactly did they start? If all of this isn’t the Yuwen Imperial Clan’s doing, then the Heavenly Punishment Sect? Or some other, more mysterious organization?"

Yuwen Ming looked at Pharaoh and Li Moxian, sensing that the situation was somewhat grim.

If it were a one-on-one fight, he had enough strength to handle either of them, but if both attacked at the same time, he wasn’t sure he could walk away unscathed.

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t say anything, you should believe that we Mohists have plenty of methods."

At that moment, Mozi, who had been injured earlier, also rushed over.

Pharaoh curiously asked, "Weren’t you close to death? How come you’re here too?"

"I’m here to watch him beat you to death, then I’ll collect your corpse!"

Three of the most formidable figures openly recognized by Great Sui now surrounded Yuwen Ming.

Yuwen Ming knew there was no escape.

"Is this how you treat the descendant of the Yuwen Imperial Clan to whom you once pledged loyalty, the former Great Zhou Emperor?"

Pharaoh felt a bit embarrassed, because he indeed had been a minister of Northern Zhou.

Mozi, although very displeased with his past work at the Ministry of Works in Northern Zhou, had to admit he too had been a minister of Northern Zhou, and what they were doing now seemed somewhat indecent.

Li Moxian laughed.

"Sorry, I was never a minister of Northern Zhou. I am the Chief of the Town Martial Office of Great Sui. Coming after you is only reasonable, isn’t it?"

Yuwen Ming also laughed.

"The three of you together, I would surely be defeated. But we are still within the boundaries of the Capital Region Road, and here I have the home advantage of the Imperial Path. Moreover, by fighting to the death, I can ensure that three of Great Sui’s key ministers end up with one dead and one wounded, causing Great Sui, with its luck diminished by a third, to fall into chaos."

Hearing this, Li Moxian couldn’t help but hesitate.

Because he knew, he would definitely not die, not even likely be injured.

But whether it was Mozi or Pharaoh, the death or injury of either would affect Great Sui not just by losing a strong fighter, but it would also pertain to how Mohism and Legalism would influence Great Sui in the future.

Now, with Great Sui having lost a third of its Qi Luck, a major crisis was sure to follow.

If they were not careful, Great Sui might truly be plagued by disasters everywhere.

"How about we make a deal? Return the stolen third of Great Sui’s Qi Luck, and we will let you go."

Upon hearing Pharaoh’s words, Yuwen Ming gave a cold laugh.

"The thief of a hook is executed, the thief of a kingdom becomes a prince. When Yang Jian seized the throne, none of you asked him to return the empire of my Yuwen Imperial Clan, did you?"

Yuwen Ming’s words rendered Pharaoh silent again.

"I cannot leave empty-handed, just as you three cannot return without success. Let’s both take a step back – I will keep two-thirds of Great Sui’s Qi Luck and only take one-third with me. You, in turn, let me leave. How about that?"

Pharaoh looked at Mozi and Li Moxian.

Li Moxian, not very knowledgeable about the matter of Qi Luck, also looked at the two men.

At that moment, Mozi nodded slightly.

Mozi understood Qi Luck very well; he knew if Great Sui lost only a tenth of its Qi Luck, despite the impact, it was something that could be mitigated little by little in various ways.

Therefore, all three of them nodded.

Yuwen Ming said with a smile, "Of the three parts of Qi Luck, one-third, I’ve given to the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Punishment Sect. He belongs to Great Sui, so naturally, it’s considered to have stayed within Great Sui."

The moment Mozi heard this, he suddenly felt that the situation was not good.

"Be careful!"

Mozi’s warning was already too late. Yuwen Ming raised his hand, and one-third of golden Qi Luck converged in the palm of his hand, then he flung it towards the east!

In an instant, the entire Jin River Road was shaken, and dragon-like clouds rolled.