Earlier, Chu Siyuan had already let slip that he would be able to block anything that went wrong.
Thus, even though he had stomped on Guo Lu to kill him, Zhang Ruochen still wore a look of disdain and was fearless.
On the contrary, Chu Siyuan was so startled that he almost didn’t choke himself on the mouthful of agar wine he had just taken.
“To actually kill an Inferior Domain King?”
Chu Siyuan’s heart skipped a beat, yet he still forced himself to remain calm and did not show any excessive behavior.
That brat Zhang Ruochen was really a bit bold and lawless ……
Incorrect.
Chu Siyuan realized that something was wrong and always felt that he had been dragged down by Zhang Ruochen. In his heart, he silently chanted, “Old me has nothing to do with this matter, don’t involve old me.”
“Old me has nothing to do with this matter, don’t ever involve old me.”
……
The old Taoist, who had been eating and drinking indiscriminately all this time, raised his head and glanced in Zhang Ruochen’s direction, revealing an unseen color.
The guests at the banquet all reacted from the shock.
Some of the women among them let out screams. Even those Half-Saints with high cultivation levels sucked in chills, unable to remain calm.
A Ninth Order Half-Saint falling and an Inferior Domain King being stomped on was too crazy!
With such a big event, one didn’t know how huge of a shock it would cause?
The eyes of the young celestials present, looking at Zhang Ruochen, gradually became somewhat fearful, only feeling that this person was a devil king, and that there was no one in the world that he didn’t dare to kill.
Cai Yunji and Cai Jinglun glanced at each other, both could see the horror in the other’s eyes, and they had not expected that the situation would develop to such a bad extent.
Chi Yutang stared at Guo Lu’s corpse, slightly stunned for a moment, then, meeting Zhang Ruochen’s cold eyes, he said, “You …… are dead ……”
“Is that so?”?Zhang Ruochen appeared very calm and scanned around, realizing that the Cai Clan’s guards had already surrounded them, encircling the entire Spirit Lake heavily.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and walked towards Chu Siyuan, arching his hands and saluting him, saying, “Senior Painting Sage, my senior has already cleared all those curmudgeons who were trying to plot against you as per your instructions. Now, your elder can take a moment to calm down, right?”
Chu Siyuan’s face was stiff, somewhat crying and laughing, yet, he still displayed a calm and self-satisfied demeanor.
It couldn’t be helped, right now, even if he wanted to clear his relationship with Zhang Ruochen, it was impossible.
Besides, what great storms hadn’t the titular Painting Sect’s Sect Leader encountered, so how could he disorganize himself just because of the death of an Inferior Domain King?
“Well done.”
Chu Siyuan’s demeanor was calm as he nodded and added, “A group of audacious juniors, in front of this large crowd, they even tried to kill the old man, do they really think that the old man is easy to bully?”
Painting Saint?
Everyone looked in Chu Siyuan’s direction, revealing puzzled expressions.
Chi Yutang sneered, “What bullsh*t painting saint, kid, why don’t you obediently come over and suffer death.”
“Shut up.”
A deafening roar came from the distance, forming a circle of sound wave ripples that spread in all directions.
“Wow…”
A streak of holy light, from the depths of the Cai Clan’s Sacred Mansion, soared out and landed on the surface of the Spirit Lake.
A single sacred figure appeared at the same time, all of them were giants of the Saint realm. Radiant holy light emanated from their bodies, as if a sky full of stars had fallen to the mortal world.
“Greetings to the Holy One.”
Present, more than ninety percent of the cultivators, all of them immediately knelt down on the ground.
There were only a few, dignified figures that had maintained a standing position, yet still bowed.
A holy figure appeared, and all beings knelt down.
One of the sacred figures walked over to Chu Si Yuan, bowed, and said, “Disciple didn’t know that Teacher had come to the Cai Clan’s sacred residence on a great occasion, and that he had slowed down your old man, so I hope that Teacher will never be angry.”
This person, was Chu Siyuan’s second disciple, Cai Tong, and at the same time, was the eldest son of the Cai Family’s family head.
The Cai Family’s family head, who was about to abdicate, had, in recent years, gradually transferred the power in his hands to Cai Tong’s hands.
Nowadays, Cai Tong held the power of the entire Cai Family, and was about to become the master of a medieval family.
It could be said that Cai Tong could be called one of the topmost overlords in the entire Kunlun Realm.
In today’s world, there were no longer a few figures that could make Cai Tong bow and curtsy, and obviously, the Painting Sage Ancestor was one of them.
Present, the faces of many cultivators, became very pale.
In particular, the few Confucian students who stood behind Ji Yutang were trembling all over.
Confucianism pays great attention to “respect for the inferiority and superiority, the order of the eldest and youngest, up and down, inside and outside”, etiquette and teachings, respect for the teacher, no one can overstep.
A student, do not respect the teacher, is certainly to be the world of Confucianism and Taoism students of abuse and boycott. What’s more, the person offended by the several Ru Dao students present was still an ancestor of the Ru Dao.
Chu Siyuan revealed a look of great annoyance and said in a cold voice, “The young sons of Shengming City, each and every one of them is truly a man of honor, this visit has been an eye-opening experience for me!”
Cai Tong naturally heard the coldness in his teacher’s tone, so he looked over in Cai Jinglun’s direction with a very stern gaze and said in a deep voice, “Jinglun, what’s going on? Who offended Master Teacher, his Elder?”
At this moment, Cai Jinglun also noticed Chu Siyuan sitting there, and immediately walked over and knelt on the ground, quite terrified, saying, “Apprentice grandson pays his respects to Master Gong.”
Chu Siyuan turned his gaze away, not bothering to pay attention to Cai Jinglun, with a look of posthumous innocence.
Cai Jinglun immediately told Cai Tong about the causes and consequences of the entire incident.
Of course, Cai Jinglun was afraid of offending Chu Siyuan and ruining his future career, so the narration was even more biased towards Chu Siyuan and Zhang Ruochen.
Cai Tong’s gaze grew sullen and cold as he stared at Ji Yutang and chortled, “Your Highness, you dared to go out and deal with the Painting Sage Ancestor, aren’t you not a little too flighty and domineering?”
Facing the vast holy might emanating from Cai Tong, even with Chi Yutang’s cultivation, he could only support himself with difficulty, his heart very chagrined.
Who knew that old man, was actually one of the four great masters of Confucianism, the Painting Saint?
At the same time, Chi Yutang’s heart was also very fearful.
One must know that the four sects of Confucianism, represented the four holy places of Confucianism, and all the powerful disciples of Confucianism had once studied and listened to lessons at the four holy places.
As the Patriarch of the Painting Sect, Chu Siyuan’s disciples and grandchildren were all over the court, and most of those people were existences in high positions.
If they were to move out of Confucian propriety, they would all come forward and collectively impeach Chi Yutang.
Not to mention Chi Yutang, even the Heavenly King of Lingxiao, I’m afraid that he would be out of luck.
A Sacred Confucian Scholar of the Confucian Way stepped forward and said in a cold voice, ”Can the sons of the royal family act arbitrarily? Chi Yutang, how dare you send someone to murder the Painting Sage Ancestor, truly lawless. This saint is going to report to the Empress now, abolishing your status as a son of the world and turning you into a commoner. The Heavenly King of Ling Xiao’s lax discipline deserves to be punished as well.”
Those other Confucianism students, also began to accuse, “How dare you strike against the ancestor of Confucianism, I really don’t know, what other treacherous things you will do in the future.”
“The Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion, a mixed bag of good and bad, both gave birth to such an outstanding hero as Ji Huan Wang, but also produced such a playboy scum as Ji Yutang.”
“What playboy scum? You’re just lifting him up, this person is a thing worse than a pig or a dog.”
“If Chi Yutang is not severely punished, I will go to the Central Imperial City to sue the Imperial Court.”
……
Those Confucian Dao children, each and every one of them looked as if they had been pumped with chicken blood, proud, defiant, and cynical in appearance, cursing Chi Yutang like a dog’s blood.
Even Zhang Ruochen was taken aback, not expecting that the Confucian children would be so tough, not fearing Chi Yutang’s status at all, cursing as hard as they could.
Chi Yutang was so angry that white smoke was coming out of his head, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, he said: ”In this matter, it is indeed this world’s son’s fault, this world’s son apologizes to Painting Sage Ancestor. However, the Painting Sage Ancestor allowed someone to kill Commander Guo Lu, shouldn’t he also give this World Son an explanation?”
“How dare you.”
That Sacred Ru of the Ru Dao roared out, a mouthful of vast and righteous qi was spat out, directly shocking Chi Yutang into the air as he said, “Junior, how dare you talk like that in front of the Ancestor Master, I will teach you a lesson for the Heavenly King of the Lingxiao today.”
“With a bang, Ji Yutang crashed to the ground, bleeding from his seven holes, suffering a serious injury.
A scholar walked out and said, “Guo Lu is just a junior who dared to make a move on the Painting Sage Ancestor, he deserves to die. Killing him is already cheap, his nine clans should be exterminated.”
“Right, exterminate the nine clans.”
Many Confucian disciples walked out and cursed Chi Yutang and Guo Lu to death, and even, there was a scholar who suggested that Guo Lu’s corpse should be dragged out to be flogged.
Finally, the head of the Cai Family personally stepped in and apologized to Chu Siyuan before Chu Siyuan’s expression eased a little.
Chi Yutang and the cultivators of the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion all fled in disgrace and took Guo Lu’s corpse with them.
This time, Chi Yutang could only admit defeat, who told him to crash on top of an iron plate, and it was still an iron plate that was so hard that it couldn’t be any harder.
Even if the powerful Heavenly King of Ling Xiao personally came, I’m afraid that he would have to be courteous to the Painting Sage Ancestor, and wouldn’t dare to offend him too much.
At this moment, Ji Yutang only wanted to immediately rush back, report to the Heavenly King of the Ling Xiao, and try to make up for tonight’s mistake.
In case that old fellow Chu Siyuan, with his influence, fanned the entire Confucian Way and made a big deal out of it, at that time, the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion would also be in big trouble.
The Cai Family’s family head and a few Confucian Saints of the Confucian Dao invited Chu Siyuan to the depths of the Cai Family’s Sacred Mansion to receive him and make amends.
There was a banquet for Saint realm figures there, and the younger generation was simply not qualified to get involved, so naturally, Zhang Ruochen stayed behind.
Cai Jinglun and Cai Yunji took the initiative to walk up to Zhang Ruochen, apologizing to him and inviting him to the island in the center of the Spirit Lake.
The banquet was still going on, but everyone’s attitude towards Zhang Ruochen became completely different.
A young man who was able to follow the Painting Sage Ancestor definitely had a promising future.
Plus, Zhang Ruochen’s ruthless tactic of forcefully stomping on Guo Lu just now caused all the cultivators present to be in awe.
“I just …… actually sat on top of the same table with the Painting Sage Ancestor ……, thanks to which I thought of him as a plague god. Had I known his identity, I should have hugged his thigh.”Xue Sanyi regretted it.
The other few people, too, sighed continuously, feeling that they had missed an opportunity.
