Chapter 110
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Chapter 110: Pit of Pits
After being insulted, provoked, and ridiculed repeatedly, did Liu Feijue think he could just run away after being slapped in the face? What was he thinking!
Zhang Yang walked over to Long Luanshen.
“What do you want?” Long Luanshen glared, trying to intimidate him.
“It seems we have something to clarify,” Zhang Yang said. “I remember you said that if I destroyed the Mo family, you would recognize me as your older brother, right?”
“Yes!” Long Luanshen responded firmly. “Have you destroyed the Mo family? There are still many survivors.”
He was trying to back out of the deal.
Zhang Yang chuckled. “Fine, if you don’t acknowledge it, then forget it. After all, the Burial Dragon Forbidden Ground has no credibility, and everyone knows that. It doesn’t matter. Besides, having someone like you as my little brother would be disgusting. Do you know why?”
He leaned closer to Long Luanshen and said, “Because you don’t deserve it!”
For a long time, Long Luanshen had claimed that Zhang Yang didn’t deserve anything. Now, the tables had turned.
Long Luanshen was furious.
Zhang Yang ignored him and said, “A person who doesn’t deserve it has no right to speak to me, they don’t belong on this stage.”
Long Luanshen gritted his teeth, staring at Zhang Yang. His eyes flickered with murderous intent, but he slowly sat down, not daring to act. This was Moonview Tower—not a place for him to cause trouble, especially with Zhang Yang’s Great Boundless war statues nearby. Who wouldn’t be afraid?
Zhang Yang leisurely approached Qiu Yuwan and smiled. “Thank you, Miss Qiu.”
“First, thank you for voluntarily providing information, preventing Liu Feijue from using his power to cheat.”
“Second, thank you for your suggestion—considering it as raising a dog.”
Qiu Yuwan’s eyes blazed with anger, her face turning pale with fury.
Liu Feijue felt his blood boil. Did Zhang Yang truly intend to treat him like a dog? He had thought he should be the master, especially after witnessing Zhang Yang break the Golden Dragon Shield under the Underworld Spirit Forbidden Law.
Zhang Yang didn’t linger with Qiu Yuwan and instead moved toward Liu Feijue.
Now, this was the main event.
The atmosphere shifted as the two faced each other.
Everyone felt the tension, their eyes fixed on them—especially Liu Feijue, whose expression drew looks of sympathy.
“You acknowledged the bet—you made a wise choice,” Zhang Yang said. “Now, you must honor it and fulfill the agreement. Kneel and bow.”
Buzz!
The entire tavern erupted in commotion.
This would truly force Liu Feijue to bow! This was about to make Liu Feijue a sworn enemy.
Many people, though shocked, couldn’t help but admire Zhang Yang. His boldness was like a raging river.
Zhang Yang’s enemies were the Demon Slayer Team.
Behind the Demon Slayer Team stood the Great Xia Empire, Ziyang Sacred Land, Golden Cauldron Sacred Land, the Demon Sword Forbidden Area, and the Ghostly Divine Platform.
If he turned against Liu Feijue, he would also turn the Liu Family into enemies. That meant over half of the top forces in the Southern Region would stand against him.
Even those who despised Zhang Yang had to acknowledge his audacity. Who else would dare? Throughout the past three thousand years in the Southern Region, no one had.
Not even Cangmang Sacred Land.
His ability to provoke hatred was truly unparalleled.
Yi Ren Zui murmured to herself, “It must be a deliberate provocation, followed by demands for treasures or something of the sort.”
She didn’t believe Zhang Yang would actually go through with such an act.
She wasn’t alone—Qiu Yuwan, Long Luanshen, and even Liu Feijue shared the same disbelief.
“Speak up. What do you want? I’ll grant you anything,” Liu Feijue said, feigning ease.
Zhang Yang replied, “I want you to kneel and kowtow to me—right now, immediately.”
Liu Feijue’s expression changed drastically. His voice turned cold. “Think carefully about what you’re asking.”
Zhang Yang sneered. “Honor the bet and kowtow.”
“Say that again!” Liu Feijue roared in anger.
“Kneel and kowtow!” Zhang Yang repeated his demand, as if indulging him.
Liu Feijue growled, “I am the Young Master of the Liu Family!”
Zhang Yang met his gaze without flinching. “Kneel and kowtow!”
“Do you understand the consequences of your actions?” Liu Feijue barked.
Zhang Yang remained unfazed. “Kneel and kowtow!”
Liu Feijue clenched his fists, grinding his teeth. “You’re courting disaster! You’re bringing calamity upon everyone in the Vast Forest! The Liu Family is not something your insignificant Vast Forest can stand against.”
Zhang Yang’s response was the same. “Kneel and kowtow!”
Liu Feijue was on the verge of losing his mind.
Qiu Yuwan and Long Luanshen stared at Zhang Yang in stunned silence.
The princess of the Great Xia Empire, Kou Feiyan, was utterly dumbfounded. Her mind went blank.
As a princess, she couldn’t compare to Mo Fei. Mo Fei could kill without hesitation, showing no regard for the Great Xia Empire whatsoever.
Terrified, Kou Feiyan quietly slipped away on her Golden-Winged Great Roc.
As she left, Zhang Yang paid her no mind; she was beneath his notice. He had no interest in the so-called top ten rising stars of the Great Xia Empire. His focus was on the so-called one king, nine princes, and seventy-two marquises—or rather, sixty-eight marquises now.
In the corner, Yi Ren Zui’s alluring red lips parted in shock, her face a mask of disbelief. She had severely misjudged the situation. Zhang Yang was truly prepared to sever ties with the Liu Family and make an enemy of them.
What they thought didn’t concern Zhang Yang.
His reasoning was simple: this group of self-important individuals saw themselves as above the clouds, while others were mere ants. Now that they were enemies, was there any chance of reconciliation? Their narrow-mindedness was smaller than a pinhead; since reconciliation was impossible, why bother seeking it?
He also knew that Liu Feijue would never kneel. If he did, he would be finished, with no hope of ever rising again within the Liu Family.
The Liu Family, hailed as the foremost family in the Southern Region, could never allow a direct descendant to kowtow to anyone.
“Just change your demand, and I’ll agree to anything.”
Faced with Zhang Yang’s unyielding insistence, Liu Feijue was practically pleading.
By remaining in Moonview Tower, Zhang Yang was leveraging its influence, preventing Liu Feijue from causing any trouble.
Zhang Yang said, “Kneel and kowtow!”
“Are you done yet?” Liu Feijue bellowed.
Qiu Yuwan gritted her teeth and said, “Zhang Yang, don’t push your luck.”
Long Luanshen added, “Know your place.”
The two of them stepped forward.
Zhang Yang smiled. “Who will take his place? I can agree to that. Who will kowtow to me?”
Qiu Yuwan and Long Luanshen immediately fell silent; there was no way they would take his place.
“I just remembered something,” Zhang Yang said. “I recall someone suggesting that the kowtowing should continue until death since the bet didn’t specify any particular conditions. That could work.”
“Uh…”
The person who had proposed it suddenly felt dizzy and fainted.
Liu Feijue clenched his teeth and took several deep breaths. “Change it to something else.”
Zhang Yang noticed the killing intent hidden in Liu Feijue’s eyes and inwardly sneered. This guy was definitely plotting to kill him.
“Is this really how you ask for help?” Zhang Yang said, his tone shifting for the first time.
Liu Feijue felt a wave of relief and quickly pulled a black leaf from his pocket. “This is the Shadowless Ghost Leaf—a perfect match for the Shadowless Sword.”
Zhang Yang was tempted.
He knew about the Shadowless Ghost Leaf; it could render an ordinary person nearly invisible in the darkness of night. If Xue Feishuang were to obtain it, she would undoubtedly become completely untraceable.
“Fine, I agree to change the condition,” Zhang Yang said, accepting the Shadowless Ghost Leaf and storing it in his storage bag.
Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, some marveled at how Liu Feijue was willing to part with such an exceedingly rare treasure. However, recalling Zhang Yang’s earlier stubbornness, they sighed inwardly. Only such a treasure could have swayed his decision.
Liu Feijue asked, “What’s the condition now?”
He felt as though he had finally been freed.
Zhang Yang replied, “It’s simple. Within three days, kill all of Mo Fei’s concubine’s guards and hang their bodies at the gates of the Great Xia Palace.”
This time, not only was Liu Feijue furious and on the verge of cursing, but Qiu Yuwan, Long Luanshen, and even Yi Ren Zui also stood up in shock.
This was truly a trap within a trap!
Zhang Yang had outmaneuvered Liu Feijue, taken his treasure, and now presented an even more ruthless demand.
If such an act were carried out, wouldn’t it completely sever the relationship between the Liu Family and the Great Xia Empire, turning them into sworn enemies?
And wouldn’t that shatter the centuries-old balance of the Southern Region, potentially plunging the entire region into chaos?
