The Steward Demonic Emperor – Chapter 830, His Spirit Above

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“God damn it! Damn that Beast Taming Sect! Taking my money yet it won’t do its part?”

 

Bam!

 

Xie Wuyue pulverized a mahogany table to dust in a fit of rage. His eyes were burning with hatred.

 

Venerable Shi sat nearby with a frown. He sighed, “This is odd indeed. A sect wouldn’t back out of their deal just like that. What could have led to this?”

 

“Nothing, that’s what! A bunch of savages got scared after hitting a snag.” Xie Wuyue snapped, “What’s worse is that they ran with our damn sacred stones! Curse them all! Then bribing Heaven Trailing Sect is also costly. There’s almost nothing left of the winnings from the Double Dragon Gathering!”

 

Venerable Shi shook his head, “Ha-ha-ha, can’t bear to see them go? You shouldn’t have taken the seat back then. That way the Demon Scheming Sect would’ve surely flourished.”

 

“Venerable Shi, what’s your point?” Xie Wuyue squinted with malice.

 

Venerable Shi lazily put one leg over the other while shaking his head, “Isn’t it obvious? All inner conflicts are sources of heavy loss at core, with no fruits when overcome. Funny thing is people never get tired of doing it. And why, you ask, just so they can sit their ass in the biggest chair. Ha-ha-ha, that’s what happened to Tianyu’s emperor and the same goes for you. If the Luo clan didn’t rise and stop the emperor’s scheme, Tianyu would’ve lost a tenth of their lands and would’ve weakened greatly. Now though, Tianyu still has the Yuwen clan at the helm.

 

“As for us, if we hadn’t gone after Zhuo Fan so hard, we’d still have the ten thousand sacred stones to grow the sect. With Zhuo Fan, the Sect Leader, sent to Double Dragon Manor, the future was bound to have us as middle-three sect at the very least. But rather than enjoy such a great future, it was much better to have your ass stuck to that chair. Ha-ha-ha, you win some, you lose some. The sect is in a dump, but we have our Sect Leader and I’m still the first venerable!”

 

Xie Wuyue gnashed his teeth, “Are you saying that all of this is my fault? That Zhuo Fan was a better Sect Leader than me?”

 

“That’s not it at all. I’m only stating facts.”

 

Venerable Shi squinted, “Besides, what’s the point of a strong Demon Scheming Sect if I don’t have my seat. Ha-ha-ha, I’m only urging Sect Leader to ease up and stop minding the lost sacred stones. What matters is that we’re still the leaders here.”

 

Xie Wuyue faltered, then sighed, “Yeah, Venerable Shi is right. As long as we are here, winning or losing doesn’t matter. Everything is ours, not someone else’s.”

 

Venerable Shi nodded pleased, but discontent still flashed in his eyes.

 

[Xie Wuyue, what a shame for High Venerable, so astute and sharp, working for the betterment of the sect, only to have such dumb disciple.]

 

[Greed has taken root in your heart, turning you into my puppet. Having a Sect Leader as my pawn ain’t that bad, ha-ha-ha…]

 

Grinning, Venerable Shi stayed silent.

 

“Ha-ha-ha, what a shameless disciple, being proud of running the sect into the ground. Elder Yuan’s toil for a thousand years was ruined in a blink by bastards like you. His spirit above wouldn’t know rest watching you.”

 

Startled at the sudden cold shout, the two jerked in panic, “Who’s there? You dare toy with the Demon Scheming Sect? Come out now!”

 

“Toy? Ha-ha-ha, this is no game though.” Zhuo Fan came out from a shadowy corner with a mocking smile.

 

Xie Wuyue and Venerable Shi were shellshocked, “Y-you’re supposed to be dead!”

 

“Of course you’d want me dead.”

 

Zhuo Fan’s eyes were cold, “But I’m still alive. Who else would take revenge for Elder Yuan? As his disciple, it’s my duty to clean up the dregs and the rats.”

 

Xie Wuyue recoiled, but then steeled his heart, “You want to kill us? Humph, you, who hasn’t even entered the Ethereal Stage in ten years here…”

 

Whoosh~

 

A golden light shone and Zhuo Fan flashed in their faces. The aura made them choke on their words.

 

[So fast!]

 

“To be honest, I just entered it.” With an evil smirk, Zhuo Fan punched at Xie Wuyue.

 

Sss~

 

The almighty power of his fist made it hard to breathe before it even landed. It forced the two to stagger back, right as the punch passed by.

 

Whoosh~

 

The scorching gale reached his face, burning him, while the mighty strike hit a wall, blowing a huge hole in it. The force then shot into the sky, making it quiver, punching a gap in it. 

 

Xie Wuyue was overwhelmed, stumbling backward as he was covered in sweat.

 

When he finally stood straight, the punch had ripped his robe on his chest open. 

 

Xie Wuyue was even more shocked, watching Zhuo Fan in fear.

 

It was his first time really fighting Zhuo Fan, but as it happened, Zhuo Fan was at his strongest.

 

Zhuo Fan had been in the Profound Heaven Stage when he got to Demon Scheming Sect and even when he entered Radiant Stage and formed his dragon soul, he still was no match.

 

Now though, in the Ethereal Stage, with two souls, dragon ancestor’s refining and Qilin arm, Zhuo Fan was in perfect form.

 

Not even a Soul Harmony expert could survive a clash with him, let alone peak Ethereal Stage Xie Wuyue.

 

Xie Wuyue staggered backward two steps. Venerable Shi did the same, coming next to Xie Wuyue.

 

Zhuo Fan was beyond strong, even forcing Xie Wuyue back with one casual punch.

 

Zhuo Fan did not care what they did since they couldn’t stop him. He only had a devious smile on his face, “That punch was a miss on purpose. Xie Wuyue, weren’t you always in denial about me? Weren’t you always questioning why Elder Yuan chose me to be Sect Leader? I’ll let my strength do the talking. You and I are worlds apart. You’re not fit to be a Sect Leader, not even worthy to lick my shoes!”

 

“Zhuo Fan!”

 

Shuddering, Xie Wuyue found Zhuo Fan’s taunt insufferable. His biggest regret had been when his master accepted someone else over him.

 

He wanted to prove to himself that he was better than Zhuo Fan, that his master was wrong.

 

But with Zhuo Fan before him and taunting, he found himself lacking the nerve to fight. That punch alone told him Zhuo Fan was terrifying.

 

Venerable Shi glanced at Xie Wuyue, “Sect Leader, we can’t fight him. I’m going to get help while you stall him.”

 

Venerable Shi trembled as he went for the door and fled.

 

Xie Wuyue didn’t react the whole time, only looking at Zhuo Fan in panic. It was either fight or flight, but he was struggling to make a decision.

 

He did want to fight to prove himself, but instinct told him fleeing was healthier.

 

Zhuo Fan ignored Venerable Shi, “We’re both Elder Yuan’s disciples. His spirit is watching us from above. Xie Wuyue, today we’ll see if master was right or not. If you win, you are the one in the right. If I win, I absolve master!”

 

Xie Wuyue’s fists clenched, a fire burning in his eyes. “Master, watch me, I’ll prove to you I’m right. Zhuo Fan is no match for me!”

 

“We’ll let facts speak for themselves!”

 

Snickering, Zhuo Fan looked at the sky with a soft gaze.

 

[Elder Yuan, I and Xie Wuyue will be fighting. It is a fight between disciples, but also for you. Judge for yourself, master…]

 

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