Chapter 114
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Chapter 114: Insignificant
In the Holy Capital City, inside a large villa, a middle-aged man was drinking and eating with a group of subordinates.
Suddenly, a burst of energy shot through the air and struck the middle-aged man’s head.
The next moment, his head exploded like a watermelon hit by a tremendous force.
“Ah~”
The unexpected event terrified the others drinking at the same table.
Nearby, another middle-aged man was patrolling when a burst of energy struck his head…
More than a hundred miles away from the Holy Capital City, a burst of energy hit an old man in his sixties…
Such incidents were occurring across the empire.
That is a story for later.
On the other side,
At the count’s residence, several figures were flying at high speed.
“Who dares to kill an imperial count? You’re seeking death…”
As they approached the count’s residence, they witnessed Chen Zishan severing the old count’s head with a sword.
In the next moment, everyone acted simultaneously.
Countless magic spells gathered and shot towards Chen Zishan and Li Xiaojun.
“Master, run!” Chen Zishan exclaimed anxiously.
She realized those magicians were beyond their capability to handle.
She was only a second-level magician, and she guessed her teacher might be at most a fifth-level magician.
Now, the group of magicians coming toward them were likely far stronger than they could withstand.
“Don’t be afraid, trust your master,” Li Xiaojun did not retreat immediately but stood still, waiting.
As the magical attacks came, he merely waved his hand, and all the magical assaults vanished without a trace.
Seeing this, the magicians attacking Li Xiaojun and Chen Zishan were immediately stunned.
Instantly, everyone made the same move: they stopped in their tracks.
“Esteemed one, I am the commander of the royal city guards. Why did you kill Count Li Yao?” the leading sixth-level magician asked Li Xiaojun calmly.
The fact that their attacks had silently disappeared indicated that the other party was certainly a magician even more powerful than them!
So, any reasonable person would not continue the attack.
Moreover, they not only had to stop but also lower their stance to avoid provoking a fatal response!
“This Count Li Yao killed my disciple’s entire family twenty years ago. I brought my disciple here for revenge. So, are you going to bring me to justice?” Li Xiaojun asked the group of magicians lightly.
At the same time, his powerful pressure from the Tribulation stage radiated out.
The next moment, the magicians flying in the air fell like dumplings, crashing to the ground and making a huge noise, possibly damaging someone’s roof!
In that moment, all the approaching magicians were horrified.
“P-Please spare us, great one! We wouldn’t dare!”
The leading sixth-level magic tutor quickly begged Li Xiaojun for mercy.
“Humph, I will let you go this time. Now, get lost.”
Li Xiaojun’s calm voice echoed.
Upon hearing Li Xiaojun’s words, Chen Zishan looked at him with admiration.
She used to think her master was very powerful, possibly a fifth-level magician.
But now, she realized she had underestimated her teacher.
The commander of the royal city guards appeared as weak as a chick in front of her master. Although she didn’t know what level of magician the commander was, she felt he should be at least fifth-tier.
Thus, her master might very well be a sixth-level magic tutor.
A sixth-level magic tutor! In the absence of seventh-level powerhouses, this was a peak level strength!
In the entire magic world, there were only two or three seventh-level great magic tutors among the Human Race.
What Chen Zishan did not know was that, even though she raised her master’s status in her mind, there was still a huge gap.
According to the world’s strength rankings, Li Xiaojun was not a sixth-level magic tutor or a seventh-level great magic tutor but an eighth-level holy magic tutor!
In the entire magic world, no one was stronger than her master.
Thus, as long as her master was around, they could offend anyone without fear.
“What a boastful statement.”
Just as Li Xiaojun told the group of magicians to leave,
A sudden voice echoed throughout the entire Holy Capital City.
Upon hearing the voice, everyone in the Holy Capital City showed expressions of surprise, shock, and disbelief.
“The royal family’s seventh-level great magic tutor…”
Many immediately recognized the source of the voice.
Naturally, Li Xiaojun heard the voice, as it was directed at him and contained a mental attack.
As the voice fell, a stream of light flew from the Imperial City, reaching a distance of about a hundred meters before Li Xiaojun in the blink of an eye.
It was an old man who appeared to be in his fifties, staring intently at Li Xiaojun with a furrowed brow.
He realized he couldn’t see through the young man’s realm at all.
“Greetings, ancestor.”
Seeing the newcomer, the earlier group of fifth- and sixth-level magicians quickly bowed and paid their respects.
“Useless.”
The old man scolded them before turning to Li Xiaojun and asking, “Who are you? Why did you kill my empire’s count in the Holy Capital City?”
Hearing this, Li Xiaojun felt speechless.
This was classic: hitting the young one and then facing the elder. Such plot devices often appeared in novels.
“Get lost!” He couldn’t be bothered to speak further and waved his hand as if swatting away a fly.
However, in the instant Li Xiaojun waved, the old man’s expression changed dramatically.
The next moment, he flew backward, much faster than when he arrived.
On the way, he spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly seriously injured.
Moments later, he crashed into a palace of the imperial palace, embedding himself inside.
“Holy, holy magic tutor…”
The old man was terrified, blood spilling from his mouth while extreme shock appeared on his face.
Only a holy magic tutor could severely injure him with a single move.
On the other side, Li Xiaojun did not linger at the count’s residence and returned to his courtyard with Chen Zishan, who looked at him with admiration!
“Master, Sister Zishan, what were you doing?”
Seeing Li Xiaojun and Chen Zishan return, Li Ziqi, who was doing her homework, curiously asked the two.
“Nothing much. Have you finished your homework?” Li Xiaojun asked his little apprentice.
“Not yet! The assignments given by the teacher are too many,” Li Ziqi said with a troubled expression.
“Master, did you hear someone speaking just now? They sounded so boastful…”
“I did. It was a toad making a big fuss.”
“Hmm?”
As Li Xiaojun and Chen Zishan entered the courtyard,
Inside the Imperial City,
“Ancestor, how are you?”
The empire’s emperor respectfully asked the old man.
“I’m fine, just a bit injured,” the old man waved his hand.
“Ancestor, who was that? How could he hurt you? You must have killed him!”
“Cough, cough! Don’t speak nonsense,” the old man quickly stopped him.
Then, with a very serious tone, he said to the emperor, “That esteemed one is an eighth-level holy magic tutor, an existence we cannot provoke. Furthermore, that esteemed one has already shown mercy to us. We must not offend them in the future…”
“And, that esteemed one has a grudge against Count Li Yao. You should deal with the Li Yao family and say they are spies for magical beasts…”
