Chapter 115
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Chapter 115: Zhang Yang, Who Never Deceives
The Great Xia Empire trembled. The Southern Region shook.
A great turmoil, ignited by a single bet, began to unfold.
That night, the Emperor of the Great Xia Empire—who had just lost a beloved concubine—furiously declared that the Liu family must pay the price. The dignity of the Daxia royal family would not be trampled upon.
Even though this emperor was known for his patience, he could no longer contain his rage.
Since the establishment of the Great Xia Empire, the martial lord seal had never suffered damage. Yet, during his reign, it had now been permanently lost.
Moreover, never before had an emperor’s concubine been publicly assassinated.
The Demon Slayer Team he had personally established had suffered a heavy blow, experiencing repeated setbacks that even affected him.
And now, the concubine’s guards—elite warriors provided by the royal family to protect imperial consorts—had been slaughtered and hung at the palace gate. This was another devastating blow. If he failed to act, how would anyone still regard him as the Emperor of the Great Xia?
He had to establish his authority.
Deep into the night, a decree was issued.
Kou Nanlong, the only royal of a different surname in the Great Xia Empire—known as the Mighty King—was appointed to lead.
Kou Nanlong, called the Dragon of the Southern Region, was a true martial prodigy. Rumors claimed that he had achieved the Great Boundless rank in his forties, making him a formidable figure with great potential to attain Sagehood.
Additionally, three martial arts dukes at the Small Boundless perfection stage, twenty-four martial arts marquises, and one hundred thousand elite Imperial Guards were assembled to march toward Mo City under the cover of darkness.
On the same night, in a place far from the Great Xia Imperial Capital, three figures stood along the crucial road to Mo City, gazing into the distance.
They were Bing Yuyan, Tang Zhuo, and Lang Yaozu—three Great Boundless experts from the Vast Forest.
Previously, they had annihilated the Mo family’s army, along with the experts the Mo family had recruited.
Now, their attention had shifted to this advancing force.
However, they did not strike immediately. As soon as they revealed themselves, seven Great Boundless warriors emerged from within the army, locking onto them.
These were the royal experts hidden among the troops.
Bing Yuyan and the others immediately retreated.
The seven Great Boundless pursued them relentlessly.
Still, on the same night, the Daxia royal family issued another decree.
A long-presumed deceased royal uncle, accompanied by four Great Boundless warriors, was dispatched to the Liu family, demanding accountability for the assassination of the concubine’s guards and the public display of their corpses.
That same night, furious roars erupted from the Great Xia Imperial Capital.
The martial lord seals of the already slain Mo family’s Marquis of Pursuit Sun and Lord of Loyalty and Courage were permanently shattered. Unbeknownst to them, the culprit was Bing Yuyan. This revelation further fueled the rage of the seven Great Boundless, ensuring their relentless pursuit of him and completely diverting their terrifying force away.
A great deal transpired in a single night.
Mo City roared once more.
And as one of the key figures who had set this grand event into motion, Zhang Yang remained in seclusion.
Zhang Yang had been in closed-door training for three days and had yet to emerge.
The Mo Family Estate remained eerily quiet.
Only occasionally did the purple-eyed thunderbird and the purple-golden thunderbird hover above, their presence alone enough to intimidate all factions from stepping foot into this place.
Although rumors circulated that Liu Feijue might seek full retaliation and send Great Boundless experts to invade the Mo Family Estate, nothing of the sort ultimately occurred. Different explanations arose regarding the reason.
However, it was undeniable that the estate’s continued tranquility signified one thing—Liu Feijue was at a disadvantage in his clash with Zhang Yang.
On the morning of the fourth day, the sky was overcast, and a light drizzle fell.
A furious roar shattered the silence of the Mo Family Estate.
“Zhang Yang, come out and face me, Young Master!”
Liu Feijue had arrived, seething with rage and demanding retribution.
Since his decision to kill the concubine’s guards and display their bodies at the palace gates, he had been thrown into unprecedented turmoil. Many previously silent members of the Liu Family had suddenly emerged, pointing fingers and condemning him, as if he were the target of a thousand accusations. Their fury drove him to the brink—his hatred for Zhang Yang burned stronger than ever.
After a while, Zhang Yang leisurely stepped into the courtyard.
He did not invite Liu Feijue into the main hall.
The Mo Family Estate was vast, and with no servants present, the Asura assassins had been maintaining it for the past few days.
“Young Master Liu, have you come to tell me that you’ve fulfilled the bet?” Zhang Yang asked with a smile.
Liu Feijue’s face twisted in fury as he growled, “I’ve come to kill you!”
Zhang Yang glanced behind him, taking note of the many figures present. However, the only one who truly exuded an air of quiet, unfathomable power was Lou Pingfan. Smiling, Zhang Yang remarked, “Where are your four Great Boundless experts? If they were here, you might actually stand a chance.”
Liu Feijue gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked. He had long harbored this desire, but what infuriated him more was the order he had received from the Liu Family late last night—his authority to command the Great Boundless experts had been revoked. It was a clear and ominous sign.
“Could it be that you’ve been sidelined?” Zhang Yang clicked his tongue in mock pity. “Tsk tsk, how rare to see the lofty Young Master Liu reduced to cursing at me like a common shrew.”
“You’re dead!” Liu Feijue’s eyes burned with rage.
Zhang Yang extended a finger and beckoned. “Come, let’s have a fair fight right here and see if I can end you.”
“Arrogant!” Liu Feijue roared.
Zhang Yang smirked. “Feel free to use the Golden Dragon Shield.”
Liu Feijue stepped forward, ready to strike.
But Lou Pingfan grabbed his arm, whispering urgently, “Young Master, it’s too dangerous!”
Liu Feijue’s eyes widened in fury as he glared at Lou Pingfan, feeling insulted. Just three days ago, he wouldn’t have even considered Zhang Yang a worthy opponent.
Lou Pingfan persisted, “He’s at least ten times stronger than he was three days ago!”
Liu Feijue, though enraged, was momentarily stunned into silence.
He realized, with growing frustration, that Zhang Yang had set a trap for him once again.
“You hid your strength three days ago just to set me up again today!” he accused.
Zhang Yang sighed in mock disappointment. “Hiding my strength? That’s unfair—I simply focused on my training for three days. Naturally, I broke through to a higher level. How can I be blamed for progressing? Am I not known for my honesty? I never play such tricks!”
Then, he asked bluntly, “Are you going to fight or not?”
Liu Feijue’s expression darkened. “I won’t fall for your schemes again.”
Zhang Yang shrugged. “So it’s you who’s unqualified to fight me.”
Liu Feijue’s face turned ashen. This man was clearly setting a trap, and the most infuriating part was that he was using Liu Feijue’s own words against him.
“Well, if Young Master Liu feels unworthy to face me, then so be it. I’m magnanimous enough to let it go,” Zhang Yang said with a dismissive wave.
Liu Feijue seethed. He had come here to deal with Zhang Yang, yet after just a few exchanges, he found himself humiliated instead.
He wanted to charge forward, convinced that if real danger arose, the Great Boundless experts of the Liu Family would intervene.
But a flicker of hesitation held him back.
Just then, a familiar laughter rang out—
“Brother Zhang, Liu Feikong sends his regards!”
The voice arrived before the man himself.
A young man, bearing a resemblance to Liu Feijue, appeared at the estate gate. He was surrounded by an entourage, standing at the center as if he were the moon among stars.
Liu Feijue’s expression darkened further.
This was his greatest rival within the Liu Family—the Second Young Master, Liu Feikong.
Liu Feikong chuckled. “I’ve just arrived in Mo City, and my first stop was to visit you, Brother Zhang. Hahaha, I’d like nothing more than to be your friend!”
With that, he walked past Liu Feijue without so much as a glance.
