Chapter 117: The Arrival in Force of Experts from the Sects (2/2)
King Yu's manor.
With a stern expression, King Yu was sitting high above the hall and solemnly looking down at the sect's experts with powerful auras.
With his back hunched over, Hun Qianyun, who was wrapped within a black robe, said, ”King Yu, the experts from both the Joyous Union Sect and White Bone Palace have already arrived. As the Death Soul Palace had suffered huge losses because of Emperor Changfeng, they will temporarily unable to send anyone. However, within the experts that came, the Joyous Union Sect dispatched two Battle-Emperors, three Battle-Kings, and several dozens of Battle-Maniacs. The White Bone Palace has sent two Battle-Emperors, two Battle-Kings and a hundred Battle-Maniacs. With the addition of my Soul Sect's forces, we'll definitely help King Yu ascend the throne.”
King Yu indifferently listened to Hun Qianyun, but the more he listened the more alarmed he became. As expected of sects with a thousand years of legacy. Despite the constant expeditions conducted by Emperor Changfeng, they could still dispatch so many experts. There were even quite a number of sixth grade Battle-Emperors.
The thing was, Battle-Emperors were already considered the top combat force within the imperial city.
”Hmm, very good. Then, I shall rely on everyone here. Your rooms have already been prepared. I am sure that all of you must be tired after a long journey, you may go ahead and rest,” King Yu said.
Among the five erotic beauties of the Joyous Union Sect, a beautiful woman with a curvaceous figure—who was wearing a pink gauze outfit that revealed her fair and slender arms and legs—gave King Yu a coquettish glance and said, ”I've often heard that King Yu is dignified and imposing. After witnessing your splendor today, this lowly woman has really been awed by King Yu's air of sovereignty.”
As the woman spoke, a hint of redness appeared on her face. She appeared bashful and timid as she continued, ”I wonder if it's possible for King Yu to have a chat with this lowly woman tonight.”
”Kekeke! Wei Xiangsi, you flirtatious hussy. Even though you're in the presence of King Yu, you're still behaving in such a lewd manner. How could someone like King Yu be interested in you? Why don't I accompany you instead?”
A high-pitched laughter rang out as the man leading the White Bone Palace's side started laughing and his gaze greedily ran over Wei Xiangsi's shapely figure.
Wei Xiangsi's expression immediately turned cold. She gave the man from the White Bones Palace a glance and said with a sneer, ”Bone King might be in the mood, but this lowly woman isn't. With your thin and weak body, this lowly woman is afraid you won't be able to get it up.”
Once those words were spoken, coquettish laughter immediately burst out from the Joyous Union Sect's side. That Bone King was so angry that he was staring daggers. True energy suddenly gushed out from his body, as if a fight was about to occur from the slightest disagreement.
Hun Qianyun did not say anything. The spirit fire hidden underneath the black robe was slightly pulsating.
King Yu indifferently swept his gaze toward the two of them. The corners of his mouth curled up as he leaned on one side and used his left hand to support his head. He coldly observed the two.
Behind King Yu, a figure had appeared without anyone noticing. That figure seemed to be assimilated into the empty air. With a snap of King Yu's fingers, that figure instantly appeared in front of the two.
Two daggers that sent chill down their spines were each pressed against the neck area of Wei Xiangsi and the Bone King.
”I'll naturally reward those who aid me, but if you… mess around in front of me, there's nothing stopping me from slaughtering all of you. Remember, I am King Yu. You all are just… dregs from the sects.”
As an eerily cold voice rang out, a dreadful presence and aura burst forth from King Yu's body and true energy vigorously circulated around him.
The experts from the sects standing below suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air as their pupils constricted. King Yu… had already become a sixth grade Battle-Emperor!
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The front entrance of the Xiao manor was tightly shut. A cold winter wind blew past, swirling up the spotlessly white snowflakes.
A figure wearing a bamboo hat with a black veil was quietly standing from a distance, calmly looking at the Xiao manor with eyes filled with nostalgia.
”What? Are you homesick?” Ji Chengxue's mild voice rang out from behind him as he stood next to Xiao Yue.
With a hoarse voice, Xiao Yue replied, ”Mother said before, she once asked father, if the emperor were to pass away one day, which prince would he support.”
Ji Chengxue's pupils slightly moved as he asked, ”Oh? And, the result was?”
Xiao Yue did not immediately reply him, but started to chuckle instead. He took off his bamboo hat and his bright eyes looked straight at Ji Chengxue as he said, ”The result was… mother is still sleeping, while I am standing in front of you.”