Chapter 159

Chapter 159: The Youngest Clan Head is Born

Lou Yun slowly raised his Dream Emperor Spear, pointing it at Lou Fei. "Lou Fei, currently in our entire Lou Family, my father possesses the highest magical weapon realm, reaching High-Level Five Stars. Third Uncle’s magical weapon realm is Advanced two-star, and Grandpa’s is Advanced four-star. Now, I’ll give you a chance to verify my true strength!"

Then, Lou Yun turned to Lou Tianlei and Lou Runshui. "Third Uncle, Grandpa, join forces and attack me. If I cannot defeat you both within a single move, I shall never again speak of becoming clan head!"

His words instantly set the crowd boiling like a pot of boiling water!

One Advanced two-star magical weapons master combined with another Advanced four-star magical weapons master—their combined force was formidable. Yet Lou Yun claimed he could defeat them both with one move? Such daring words!

Lou Tianzhi and Lou Tianming exchanged a glance, both seeing worry reflected in each other’s eyes. They knew well the power of the Third Elder and his son fighting as one!

Yet, looking at Lou Yun, enveloped in raging flames like a god of fire, radiating an immutable aura, a strange flicker of belief arose in everyone’s heart.

Lou Runshui and his son also looked at each other before nodding in unison. Evidently, Lou Yun’s challenge suited their intentions. Though Lou Yun appeared intimidating, they couldn’t believe he could defeat their combined might in one move.

Nodding boldly, Lou Tianlei declared, "All right! Then, father and son shall give it a try and see Lou Yun’s real power!"

As he spoke, Lou Runshui and Lou Tianlei leaped side by side onto the high platform, standing firm opposite Lou Yun.

Following etiquette, Lou Yun saluted them respectfully as a junior. With a light smile, he said, "Grandpa, Third Uncle, please pardon Yun’er’s disrespect. But I must advise you: utilize your most powerful weapon techniques immediately. Do not hold back."

This was an undeniably cutting remark. Lou Yun was implying that if they didn’t use their strongest techniques, they’d never get another chance—clearly belittling them.

The father and son couldn’t mistake the insult. They grunted in unison, stepped back, and simultaneously drew their magical weapons.

Lou Tianlei held a massive hammer, Lou Runshui wielded a greatsword. After a brief glance at each other, they roared in unison and charged at Lou Yun, swinging their weapons.

True to Lou Yun’s warning, they unleashed their ultimate techniques instantly.

Low-tier moon-grade technique, Hammer Shakes Mountains and Rivers!

Moon-level tier technique, Chaos Blade Battle!

The hammer tore through the air with a fearsome howl, generating a dense whirlwind as it slammed toward Lou Yun’s head. Meanwhile, the greatsword transformed into countless blade shadows, blanketing the space around the whirlwind like a protective storm, descending together with the hammer’s force.

Clearly, the attacks launched simultaneously by Lou Runshui and his son were practiced combos, designed to amplify each other’s power.

As the violent whirlwind ringed by innumerable blade shadows hurtled toward him, Lou Yun seemed not to perceive it—he stood utterly still. A faint smile touched his lips as he watched the advancing father and son.

Among the spectators, including Lou Tianming, hearts hammered against their throats. Was this truly testing Lou Yun’s strength? It felt like an outright bid to kill him!

Yet Lou Yun wasn’t the least bit tense. To him, their combined assault unfolded in slow motion—utterly harmless.

Only when the blade shadows brushed his very hair did he move. Like a swift swan in flight, he vanished before their eyes, reappearing instantly in front of Lou Runshui and Lou Tianlei. Flaming hands shot out, seizing both magical weapons at once!

Though Fusang Fire possessed healing properties, it was still a celestial flame—especially under Lou Yun’s control. He discreetly elevated its temperature the moment it touched the weapons, delivering searing, heart-wrenching pain to their owners.

"Ah!"

Both men cried out simultaneously, releasing their weapons to clutch their burning palms as they staggered backward. Oblivious to the edge of the platform behind them, they nearly toppled off—until Lou Yun flashed beside them once more. With swift precision, he grabbed their arms, pulling them safely back.

Seeing his flame-covered hands approach again, they flinched in terror. This time, however, Lou Yun refrained from scorching them with the Fusang Fire.

Once steady, Lou Yun released them, stepped back, and with hands holding the retrieved weapons, offered them back. "Grandpa, Third Uncle, I acknowledge your mercy in yielding!"

Father and son, faces flushed crimson, silently retrieved their weapons. Turning, they prepared to leap off the platform.

But Lou Yun wouldn’t let them depart so quickly. "Hold on, Grandpa, Third Uncle," he said lightly. "Having assessed my power, shouldn’t you inform everyone whether I qualify to serve as clan head?"

No explanation was truly needed. Everyone had witnessed: what "one move"? Lou Yun hadn’t even attacked—merely shifting position defeated them both!

Granted, during Lou Yun’s movement, his speed was blinding—only Leng Cangqiong could distinctly trace it. This power was indisputably Lou Family’s strongest!

Lou Runshui’s aged face flushed bright red as he nodded repeatedly. "Qualified, qualified!"

Lou Yun pressed on. "Becoming clan head requires the Elder Council’s approval. As the Third Elder, do you approve, Grandpa?"

"Approve, approve!"

Lou Runshui spat the words, pulled his son, and leapt off the platform. Though eager to flee, they dared not depart—the formal clan head selection must proceed.

Having achieved his aim, Lou Yun extinguished the Fusang Fire surrounding him. Standing alone on the high platform, he smiled broadly. "Fellow clansfolk! You heard them: the Third Elder and Third Uncle tested my strengths. They declared me qualified and also approved. Now, voice your opinions!"

Finished, he dismounted the platform and took his place beside his father—allowing time for discussion.

Lou Tianming looked at his son—pride warring with concern within. Softly, he said, "Yun’er, think carefully. It’s not that your father opposes you as clan head. But know this: the responsibility upon you would deepen. Many actions you freely took before would now be forbidden."

Touched by his father’s care, Lou Yun offered a soothing smile. "Father, you know me best. Deep down, I’d rather avoid this duty. But Second Uncle spoke true: As a member of the Lou Family, gifted with this power, I must shoulder my obligations. I will safeguard our Lou Family. Let no one threaten us!"

Hearing this, Lou Tianming carefully observed his son anew. His expression cleared into a relieved smile. Raising his hand, he unconsciously moved to ruffle Lou Yun’s hair—as he’d done countless times in childhood. Mid-motion, he paused. His hand instead rested firmly on his son’s shoulder, delivering a resolute, affirming pat!

Within Lou Tianming, the subtle shift in gesture marked a pivotal reality: his treasured son had truly grown into a man.

The Lou Family’s deliberation swiftly concluded. Lou Runshui leapt onto the platform, face flushed with ardent earnestness. "After discussion by the Elder Council and all clansfolk, it is unanimously resolved: Lou Yun is hereby deemed fit to become our Lou Family’s clan head!"

Though expected, hearing his grandfather speak the words aloud stunned Lou Yun for a heartbeat. A subtle nudge from Lou Qian brought him back to himself. He gave her a grateful smile.

…

Before the Lou Family ancestral shrine, facing tablets of past generations, Lou Tianzhi stood solemnly nearby. "Lou Yun, kneel!"

Freshly attired, Lou Yun bent his knees, kneeling within the sacred hall.

Lou Tianzhi held a disciplinary ruler—an ancient heirloom. Presenting it reverentially, he said, "This ruler symbolizes the Lou Family’s legacy, safeguarded by successive clan heads. Today, I place it in your hands. Should you accept it, you become the Lou Family’s clan head! Are you prepared?"

Deepening his breath, Lou Yun slowly raised both hands, face solemn. "I am prepared!"

"Good!"

Lou Tianzhi laid the ancestral symbol into Lou Yun’s palms. As Lou Yun received it with utmost reverence, a sacred sense of duty surged within him. Facing the tablets, he kowtowed three times—each resounding with clarity. "From this day forth, I, Lou Yun, vow to serve as Lou Family Clan Head. I swear to protect the clan with my life—warding away every menace!"

Thus, the youngest clan head in the Lou Family’s history was born!