Asura Mad Emperor

Chapter 214 Saint Heir of Jiuli

While the surrounding crowd was horrified at the thought that Qinchuan truly intended to kill Han Jiushan, Han Jiushan himself felt a chill run down his spine and his heart was filled with boundless fear.

He did not truly wish to die.

The phrase "A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated," was blurted out in a fit of rage, with blood boiling and without forethought.

It was not his true intention!

He was only in his twenties.

With a high talent for cultivation, indulging in pleasures, neglecting his training, yet still achieving the cultivation level of Eight Layers in the Meridian Opening Realm at the age of 25, he surpassed the vast majority of cultivators in the world.

He also had a powerful background, a noble identity, and status.

There was too much beauty in the world for him to enjoy.

How could he possibly be willing to die?

But now,

The other party seemed to take his angry words seriously.

They really wanted to kill him.

This terrified him.

"Don't come any closer, stop, halt, I just misspoke…"

In a life-and-death situation, few can withstand the terror of death.

Han Jiushan completely cowered.

He backed away, not wanting to really leave his life here.

All this because he lusted after Zhou Xi's beauty and coveted her body.

If he were to die for such a reason, it would be a huge loss.

It would also be an embarrassment if it got out.

After his death, he would still carry a stigma.

All in all, this was a tragic loss.

However, Zhou Xi did not stop; she only obeyed Qinchuan's orders, like a cold-blooded assassin, advancing step by step towards Han Jiushan with her sword raised.

"Stop! You can't kill me, I am a direct disciple of the Jiuli Ghost Sect, the Saint Heir Han Jiuming is my brother, and my grandfather is the Great Elder of the Jiuli Ghost Sect!"

"Think carefully, if you kill me, my Jiuli Ghost Sect will obliterate your whole family!"

Seeing that Zhou Xi's steps did not falter, her killing intent firm as iron, Han Jiushan screamed in horror.

He now lacked the strength to fight again.

Zhou Xi's previous sword strike shattered his armguard and nearly severed his hands.

How much fighting power does a martial artist have without hands?

Besides, even if he was uninjured, he was no match for Zhou Xi.

So now, he could only continue to resort to his identity related to the Jiuli Ghost Sect, as his last life-saving straw, hoping it might make the other party somewhat cautious.

"Obliterate my whole family?"

Upon hearing Han Jiushan's hollow threats, Qinchuan couldn't help but laugh and looked at Han Jiushan with scorn in his eyes, disdainfully saying, "Even if your Jiuli Ghost Sect's ancestor were still alive, he wouldn't dare to utter half a word in front of me!"

"Do you really think the Jiuli Ghost Sect can cover the sky with one hand in this vast world?"

"The world is vast, great ages flow by, among countless powerful clans and great families, carefully counted, they are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. In this scheme, your Jiuli Ghost Sect is but a speck of dust, a fleeting glimmer in the air!"

"It's still the same sentence, you want to flaunt the Jiuli Ghost Sect's name like a mighty banner, but unfortunately, the Jiuli Ghost Sect's name isn't big enough to scare anyone!"

Qinchuan stood there unfazed, his expression serene, his words dropping like stones into a deep pond, stirring up a thousand ripples!

At this moment,

Everyone around them changed color, looking at Qinchuan with eyes full of shock.

This man, he actually dared to say such outrageously reckless words!

He simply shattered their understanding of the limits of "arrogance"!

Among those present were also some elderly powerhouses who had lived for several hundred or even over a thousand years. They had seen countless individuals but had never witnessed anyone so wildly arrogant to this extent.

For an overbearing power like the Jiuli Ghost Sect, one of the dominators of the Tianyuan Nation, to be spoken of as if they were nothing by the other party—was this imaginable?

The Jiuli Ghost Sect, whose mere stomp could stir the entire Tianyuan Nation, was now likened to insignificant dust and fleeting firelight?

Madness!

That was the consensus among the spectators regarding Qinchuan at this moment.

This guy.

He must be insane to speak such blasphemous words, to show such disregard for the Jiuli Ghost Sect, to provoke the Jiuli Ghost Sect in such a manner!

Initially, the crowd thought Qinchuan might come from an astonishing background. Continue your saga on empire

But now, they thought otherwise.

Because even the greatest domina of Tianyuan, the true rulers of Tianyuan Nation, the Tianyuan Royal Family, would not dare to utter such words!

Han Jiushan was completely panicked.

The person before him was a madman!

He had attempted to use the influence of the Jiuli Ghost Sect as a deterrent, to intimidate the other party, and he had failed again!

Because the other party simply did not care about his affiliation with the Jiuli Ghost Sect, did not take his Jiuli Ghost Sect into account at all!

Faced with such an ignorant and fearless madman, he truly couldn't think of anything to use as a trump card to cling to life.

However, just at that moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

"The Jiuli Ghost Sect is but insignificant dust and fleeting firelight? Sir, what a bold statement!"

A commanding voice arose, its words causing people's qi and blood to surge with its resonance.

The crowd instantly parted.

A young man, also in brocade clothes, wearing a Purple Golden Crown and with a golden Token hanging at his waist, walked forth with large strides.

That golden Token, though different in color from the one Han Jiushan wore at his waist, signifying his identity as a direct disciple of the Jiuli Ghost Sect and carrying more prestige, was not otherwise different in shape and design.

The young man wearing the Purple Golden Crown stood eight feet tall, with a noble bearing and a stride like a dragon or tiger—stepping out with extraordinary dignity.

Behind the young man were two younger Martial Artists, presumably also disciples of the Jiuli Ghost Sect, and following them were several older men, modest and composed regardless of favor or disgrace. Though they did a good job of concealing their Cultivation aura, the occasional stray whiff of qi still shocked the Martial Artists and Cultivators on the streets, whose faces showed alarm, feeling an invisible pressure.

Some noticed the golden Token at the young man's waist and, upon observing his appearance, couldn't help their expressions changing drastically.

"Jiuli Saint Heir!"

Some recognized the newcomer, their complexion shifting, and they couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

The person was none other than the Saint Heir of the Jiuli Ghost Sect, Han Jiuming!

At the same time, he was Han Jiushan's older brother!

As the cry "Jiuli Saint Heir" spread, the surrounding crowd's pupils constricted.

Even many of the elder Martial Artists and Cultivators looked at the Jiuli Saint Heir with eyes filled with deep wariness.

Because the Jiuli Saint Heir's fame was indeed too prominent.

Even in Dongling County, in the relatively remote ancient city of Tianqing, his reputation was known to many.

He was the most dazzling genius of the Jiuli Ghost Sect in nearly a thousand years!

He was barely over thirty years of age, but his Cultivation Level had already broken through the shackles of the Meridian Opening Realm and entered the Spirit Martial Realm. It was said that he had reached the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm, surpassing many of the older Martial Artists and Cultivators!

Over thirty years old, reaching the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm's Cultivation Level.

This was definitely a defiance of the natural order, a rare genius.

And only a top family like the Jiuli Ghost Sect could cultivate such an outstanding disciple.

That's not all, according to rumors, this Jiuli Saint Heir had been invincible since his debut, never defeated, and was known as the Undefeated War God.

Also, the Jiuli Ghost Sect almost regarded him as the future person in charge, nurturing him as such.

His words and actions, to a certain extent and degree, could represent the Jiuli Ghost Sect!

A man like him was outstanding wherever he went; even many senior Cultivators were wary of him!