Chapter 127 - Death of a Connate Adept (1/2)

“Astute observation.” Realizing that the young man in white had noticed him within moments of his appearance, the old man put his hands together respectfully as he greeted the young man, “I wonder… is it convenient for me to have a cup of tea with you?”

“Not at all.” Zhou Donghuang stared at the old man as he rejected him immediately.

“Young man, don’t you think… it’s impolite to reject someone at the door?” The old man did not expect to be rejected. He was first shocked, then could not help but frown.

“So what if I am impolite? I, Zhou Donghuang, have always done whatever I want… what does your opinion have got to do with me?” Zhou Donghuang said flippantly.

“I am from the Yunyang imperial court!” reminded the old man seriously as he frowned.

“So?” Zhou Donghuang’s tone did not change as he replied impatiently, “Say your piece, then you may leave.”

“Sir, in the whole country, you are the first one who dares to speak to me like this,” said the old man. His expression darkened as the kindness left his face. His eyes glinted murderously as he stared at Zhou Donghuang, his cloak whipping in the wind.

A faint green hue seemed to radiate from his skin. Without making any move, but the inner qi also radiating from the body uncontrollably… that was the hallmark of a Connate adept.

Clearly, the old man was aware of this and was trying to intimidate the young man in the courtyard.

“Why? You want to spar with me?” The young man grabbed the little girl with his left hand. In his right hand, a small metal ball rolled out from his sleeve into his palm. He toyed with it as he stared at the old man, a playful smile on his lips.

Seeing the metal ball in the young man’s hands and getting a sense of his immense confidence, a spark of fear seemed to flicker in the old man’s eyes. Soon, he withdrew the qi that was radiating from his body.

“Sir, I am the previous emperor of Yunyang country, Jiang Yunding.” After he had calmed the qi that was stirring within his body, the old man looked at the young man. When he spoke, he not only reported his background, but his tone had turned softer. “I have come today on behalf of the imperial court to make a deal with you.”

Just as he spoke, Zhou Donghuang responded without hesitation, “Not interested!”

“Sir, I suggest you listen to me before you make a decision,” said Jiang Yunding as he breathed in deeply, trying his best to control the anger that was stirring within him. Before Zhou Donghuang could reply, he continued, “If we guessed correctly, you must have obtained a treasure from a Primal Core adept, which allowed you to achieve so much in such a short time. You even have this metal ball that can transform into a spear and is equivalent to a blow from a Connate adept.”

As he spoke, Jiang Yunding’s gaze landed on the ball in Zhou Donghuang’s right hand. Of course, he did not know that this was a sword sphere.

“And?” Zhou Donghuang seemed extremely calm as he replied emotionlessly.

“Sir, maybe you do not fear the imperial court… but, what about the Valley of Medicine Masters?” asked Jiang Yunding.

“The Valley of Medicine Masters?” Zhou Donghuang’s expression slipped as he seemed to go into deep thought. In fact, he had been reminded of Chen Dandan, the lady whom he had grown up with but who had eventually betrayed his mother.

Initially, he had not taken revenge against her, partly because his mother had persuaded him not to, but more importantly because he wanted to take action only when the Valley of Medicine Masters had forgiven Chen Dandan and when she stood at her highest point. That way, she would be punished most severely for doing what she had done.

But to Jiang Yunding, it looked as if the young man was afraid of the Valley of Medicine Masters.

“Sir, you just have to hand me the first-grade martial art that you exhibited when avoided the sneak attack from Xiao Jiancheng… then, the imperial court will promise not to inform the Valley of Medicine Masters about how you received a treasure from a Primal Core adept,” proclaimed Jiang Yunding as he looked deeply at Zhou Donghuang.

“You want the first-grade martial art?” Hearing this, Zhou Donghuang laughed. “What if… I don’t give it to you?”

“If you don’t, then the imperial court will have no choice but to raise this matter to the Valley of Medicine Masters,” replied Jiang Yunding, his voice stone cold. “I think, once the Valley of Medicine Masters managed to take what they can from you, they will reward the imperial court with the first-grade martial art to thank us for our efforts.”

“Are you threatening me?” Zhou Donghuang’s eyes were shut, but a murderous glint flashed across his eyes. He broke into a radiant smile.

“You may put it that way,” smiled Jiang Yunding.

“You should know…” Zhou Donghuang’s eyes suddenly opened as the smile seemed frozen on his face. “The thing that I hate most is… being threatened!”