Chapter 87: The Winner is King? (2/2)

Tang Tian looked ashamed as he said to Leng Zhengyun, “My son is too useless and has wasted three of brother Leng’s Essence Light Arrows.”

The news of the two clans’ defeats had already reached Leng Zhengyun’s ears. When he heard Tang Tian’s words, Leng Zhengyun said indifferently, “It does not matter. Man proposes but G.o.d disposes. It is enough that we did our best.”

[TL note: Man proposes but G.o.d disposes, this means that we as human can do everything we can but when fate/G.o.d intervenes, we become helpless.]

Leng Yunze, who was standing at the side said, “Clan Head, please make the decision. The sixth elder already brought fifty Martial Grand Masters and hid them around the Xiao Clan grounds. We are just waiting for your command.”

Tang Tian stood at the side and said, “Our Tang Clan can provide fifty Martial Grand Masters for Brother Leng to command.”

The Zhang Clan Head followed up by saying, “Our Zhang Clan can provide twelve Martial Grand Masters for Brother Leng to command at any time.”

“I await the Clan Head’s order to destroy Xiao Chen. I will not hesitate,” the four Martial Saints behind Leng Zhengyun said in a loud voice.

Leng Zhengyun closed his eyes and thought about it for a long time before suddenly opening his eyes. His eyes were stern as he said in a heavy tone, “Brother Zhang, how long would it take for your clan’s Martial Grand Masters to gather?”

The Zhang Clan Head smiled, “I have already made arrangements. The twelve Martial Grand Masters of the Zhang Clan are already waiting outside the Tang Clan residence.”

Leng Zhengyun nodded his head and continued to make arrangements, “Brother Zhang. Brother Tang. Aside from the Martial Grand Masters, how many cultivators are your two clans able to provide?”

“The Zhang Clan has a total of seventy Martial Masters and a hundred Martial Disciples.”

“The Tang Clan has a total of eighty Martial Masters and two hundred Martial Disciples.”

There was a radiant look in Leng Zhengyun eyes as he said, “Good! The two of you, send one person to lead these cultivators and stand guard on the road to the City Lord’s residence. They must block the City Lord’s people for two hours. Two hours later, after we have succeeded, they won’t be able to salvage the situation.”

The Zhang Clan Head and the Tang Clan Head had unsightly expressions on their faces as they said, “Going against the City Lord’s people… Are you not afraid of his retaliation?”

Leng Zhengyun looked at the two of them and said in a grave tone, “Do you think that us going to the Xiao Clan Residence is not already going against the City Lord? Do you think that the City Lord is unaware that we went to the Xiao Clan to injure their partic.i.p.ants the last time?”

“If my Leng Clan did not have a strong backer, do you think that Dugu Feng would compromise?”

When the Tang Clan Head and Zhang Clan Head heard this, they breathed out in relief before saying, “We will do as Brother Leng says.”

“Depart after half an hour. Exterminate the Xiao Clan; leave none alive,” a look of determination and ruthlessness appeared on Leng Zhengyun’s face.

…

Mohe City, Xiao Clan, Within the Great Hall:

Xiao Chen followed Xiao Qiang and the others to the great hall. Within the great hall, Xiao Xiong had a sullen expression as he sat upright on the wooden chair.

Xiao Xiong smiled at Xiao Chen, “Xiao Chen, you have succeeded and won the duel for the Xiao Clan.”

However, after Xiao Xiong finished saying this, Xiao Chen felt that something was wrong. The surrounding Xiao Clan elders all had a complex expression on their faces. They did not have the expression of joyful people who had just won a compet.i.tion.

Xiao Xiong muttered to himself irresolutely for a long time before suddenly saying, “Xiao Chen, is your Martial Spirit the Azure Dragon Holy Beast? Tell me the truth.”

How did he know? Xiao Chen’s heart sank. His thoughts were in a whirl. After a long time, he finally made a decision. This was something that would happen eventually; he could no longer hide from this.

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Xiong calmly and fearlessly, “In reply to father, my Martial Spirit is indeed the Azure Dragon Martial Spirit. Is there something wrong with that?”

[TL note: In reply to father: I believe this is a very formal way of replying to one’s senior, in this case father.]

“Azure Dragon…” an elder who was beside them was about to explain, when suddenly there was the sound of killing coming from the front yard of the Xiao Residence. There were miserable cries; everyone’s expressions changed.

Xiao Chen trembled with fear in his heart as he quickly sent out his Spiritual Sense. Suddenly, his eyes turned red as he said fiercely, “b.a.s.t.a.r.ds! To think you actually dare to come. I shall make sure none of you will return.”

Xiao Chen left the great hall and quickly executed the Gravity Spell, flying into the sky. He rushed ahead of Xiao Xiong and the others to the front yard.

In the front yard, there was a group of cultivators from the Leng Clan maniacally slaughtering people. The weakest of this group were at least Martial Grand Masters; aside from them, there were six Martial Saints. The people from the Xiao Clan had no means of retaliating.

“Puci!”

A Xiao Clan disciple in the Inferior Grade Martial Disciple realm was struck by Tang Tian’s palm and vomited a large mouthful of blood. His heart was shattered by the force of that palm strike; he was stone-dead.

“Don’t kill me! Wuwu…” a Xiao Clan girl was das.h.i.+ng towards the back, chasing after her was Leng Yunze. His face had a taunting expression on it, as though he were playing a game of cat and mouse; he chased after her slowly and was not in a rush to make any moves.

“Bang!”

Just as the girl thought she could escape, Leng Yunze suddenly made his move. The gleam of a sword flashed by, and the head of the girl flew into the air.

The perfect body, which was missing its head, still continued running forward for a few steps before stopping. The eyes on the head were opened wide, clearly full of shock.

Leng Yunze looked indifferently at the body on the ground as he continued to send out sword Qi, slaughtering the other Xiao Clan disciples. With his cultivation level, there was practically no one who could defend against any of his moves.

“Kill them all; leave none alive. Break through the front yard quickly,” the Leng Clan Head said coldly, as he casually broke the neck of a Xiao Clan disciple.

Countless cries of misery came from the ground and crept into Xiao Chen’s ears. The entire Xiao Clan front yard was like h.e.l.l. His eyes were red as he executed the Gravity Spell to its fullest, rapidly landing on a big door separating the front yard and the courtyard.

[TL note: I am honestly not too sure about this, but the impression I got was front yard → courtyard → backyard → inner hall (where the great hall and ancestral hall are).]

“Ling`er quickly leave. You arrived at the gate already. After you enter the backyard you should be safe,” Ye Lan shouted to Xiao Ling`er as he did his best to hold back the attacks of a Martial Grand Master.

Xiao Ling`er’s eyes were full of tears as she cried out, “Ye Lan…”