Chapter 647 (2/2)

Qing Shui shook his head. His strength, on the surface, had managed to tricked many brainless people, there were even plenty of people with brained who ever deceived by this.

“Sheathe your sword. I’ll deal with it. The Di Clan is not afraid of anyone.” Di Fentian stood up and tried to tell the man off. Since things have taken such a turn, it was no longer necessary to be long-winded.

“Di Fentian, you have no right to be so cocky with your current strength. Even though that False Divine Artifact of yours could help raise your strength up to the Grade Six Martial Saint, it could only tolerate one attack at most. It’s something of little to no value. You are just a Grade Three Martial Saint. I can kill you almost in an instant.” The man was really arrogant when he said this. There was a feeling of superiority and pride in his voice.

Pu!

At this moment, Qing Shui laughed. He has never seen someone who thought so highly of themselves before. Even though a Grade Five Martial Saint was already considered quite good in the sense that they were respected figures, their strength were only so-so. If Qing Shui was to demonstrate all his strength at once, he would be a Grade Six Martial Saint. Despite this, he didn’t have much pride about it. In fact, he still felt insecure with his current strength.

There was a huge difference between their personalities!

At this moment, a few people once again stepped into the courtyard one after another. There were around ten of them. Among them, there were even people with attires that Qing Shui was familiar with.

Ten Thousand Poison Sect!

There were also a few people with other costumes which Qing Shui couldn’t recognize. But at this moment, everyone had finally came to the realization that there was someone who wanted to destroy the entire Di Clan.

Qing Shui was really confused. In the past, Di Clan has always been close to the Residence of the Sky Tyrant Lord. At least on the surface of it. After that, the Residence of the Sky Tyrant Lord was eliminated. So why would there be other people who fixed their sight at Di Clan?

For women? Money? Or some heaven-defying treasures?

If it’s money, Qing Shui would be able to understand, but women?

Qing Shui glanced towards Di Chen and Di Qing. After that, he thought that it could be possible but the possibility of it was quite low, leaving only one more option, they were doing it for their own benefit. It’s either that Di Clan has blocked off all sources of income to a particular person or Di Clan has a formidable treasure. Otherwise, no one would dare to take such a risk.

Qing Shui looked at Di Fentian and noticed that his face looked really abnormal. It seemed like he had also begun to feel that something wasn’t right. The way the incident progressed far exceeded his expectations.

Among the group of people, Qing Shui saw a familiar person. It was a young man from Ten Thousand Poison Sect. He was the teenager whom people called Young Master.

The moment the people from Sima Clan saw the group of people approaching, Sima Mingyan who originally intended to fight Qing Shui immediately changed his expression and smiled as he welcomed the arrival of the elderly men from the group.

“Father!” The man from Sima Clan bowed his head to the elderly man.

“You useless trash!”

The old man who was speaking looked like a withering tree. Despite how he looked, the aura he gave off felt really dangerous.

The man was no longer proud like before, standing in front of this elderly man. Instead, he was respectful and polite to him. From what was shown, this elderly man was definitely someone of high position within Sima Clan.

The elderly man was wearing the attire of Ten Thousand Poison Sect. The young master really respected the elderly man. It seemed like there truly was an extraordinary relationship between Sima Clan and Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

“Brother Qianxi, the man who stood up just now is Di Xuan’s eldest son. At present, Di Xuan’s side of the family has become the most powerful one among their clan. After that old man dies, Di Clan would never match up to their past glory again.” The old man from Sima Clan who looked like a withering tree explained to the elderly man with long brows beside him.

“Alright, let him deliver a message to Di Xuan. In three days, we will wait for them at the Seven Stars Arena along the Seven Stars Street. We will hold the Ultimate Life-or-Death match there. If people from Di Clan don’t attend it, we will have no choice but to topple them.” The old man with long brows said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young master from Ten Thousand Poison Sect came out. He walked up to the front of Qing Shui and the people from Di Clan and repeated what the elderly man said.

“You guys are such bullies! I’m going to kill you!” Di Fenxing was about to charge towards the young master and confront him.

However, Di Fentian stopped Di Fengxing: “Second brother, what are you doing? Calm down.”

“Fight of the Ultimate Life and Death? What’s this?” Qing Shui asked Di Fentian.

“It’s a battle to death between clan members from different sects. It will go on until everyone from one of the sects is crippled. The one with clan members remaining will emerge victorious.” Di Fentian explained gently. He looked quite bitter when he was explaining it.

“Oh yeah, Qing Shui, you will have to take part in it too. Anyhow, you are still considered half a family member of Di Clan. You should do something for them don’t you? By then, we might be able to interact with each other too.” The young man from Ten Thousand Poison Sect calmly said to Qing Shui.