Chapter 574
Chapter 574: The Internal Conflict of the Clan
Translator: StackThatCoin Editor: Hitesh_
The sword arrived in front of Yu He in an instant . A powerful force unleashed from its edge sliced off most of his hair, causing blood to gush out from his scalp and turn into a bloody mist .
Yu He let out a furious roar as he made a quick retreat . Even as he did that, his hands waved hurriedly to shoot out dozens of talismans, which turned into balls of ghost flame that blocked before the sword . But, it was a futile attempt, as the soldier was stronger than him and the attack came with full power . The hasty counterattack could never stop the sword that came with a thunderous force capable of crumbling a mountain . In the blink of an eye, the ghost flames were dispersed and the sword continued to strike toward Yu He's face .
All of a sudden, an unpleasant grinding sound rang out as Wu Qi emerged in front of Yu He, reaching out his hand and grabbing the sword . A strong force rushed out from the edge of the sword, and was immediately followed by another eight waves of force, all of which twisted and struggled violently in his palm like some wild dragons . The soldier was trying to hack through Wu Qi's palm and kill both of them at the same time . However, with his cultivation base skyrocketed recently, Wu Qi was now far stronger than the soldier . The sword could only produce brilliant sparks as it kept grinding against the palm, but failed to free itself from the grip .
"It seems the guards of Yu Clan have a lot of guts, so much so that they dare to assault a direct descendant of Yu Clan right outside of their residence, eh?" Wu Qi looked back and said with a sarcastic smile .
Yu He, with half of his head turned bald and blood dripping from his forehead, growled in a rage . "Kill him! I'll bear all the consequences! This is ridiculous! How dare a lowly servant attack me?"
Upon hearing Yu He's angry growl, the soldier suddenly loosened the hilt of his sword and made a backward dash . But, he was not as fast as Wu Qi . With just one small step, Wu Qi had appeared before the soldier, his left palm enshrouded in a faint purple mist as it casually slammed the soldier on the chest .
A loud boom echoed out as the soldier's sinewy and nearly ten feet tall body exploded, breaking into pieces together with his armor . Blood and gore splattered in a fan shape around Wu Qi, smearing the ground red with blood and pieces of flesh . The hundreds of soldiers posted outside the residence shouted in unison, all marching down the steps at the same time and charging toward Wu Qi with weapons in their hands .
Wu Qi's face darkened . With his right palm clenched into a fist, the sword splintered into pieces and fell to the ground . "Fools who have no idea of death or danger, do you have any idea what are you doing right now?" He shouted harshly .
Yu He stepped up to stand in front of Wu Qi, pulling out a green jade medallion and waving it before the soldiers . "What are you doing? Is this a revolt?" He snapped, "I'll slaughter the entire family of those who dare to attack us! Are you trying to rebel against the Great Oracle of Directorate of Celestials?"
The medallion that Yu He had shown them was not only the identity token as the Great Oracle of Directorate of Celestials in An Le County, but also the identity token of the lineal descendant of Zhong Province's Yu Clan . The display immediately halted all the soldiers . One after another, they placed down their weapons, dropped to one knee, and bowed their heads deeply in unison to offer Yu He their greeting .
As the private guards of the Yu Clan, the lives of these soldiers were in the hands of the members of the clan . If a lineal descendant like Yu He really wanted to teach them a lesson, he just had to give an order, and all their relatives and family members would be slaughtered in no time . In Great Yu, private guards and slaves were alike, both had little to none standing before their Master . The will of the Master was above all, and naturally, their lives meant nothing before the will .
A menacing gleam flickered in Yu He's eyes like ghost flames . Staring at the soldiers who knelt on one knee before him, he laughed strangely and said, "I want all the relatives and family members of that rascal captured alive and sent to the backyard!"
Before Yu He had finished announcing his punishment for the soldier's relatives and family members, a few young men dressed in black robes and bloated with pride walked out of the main entrance, surrounded by many Oracles . One of them, a youth with strange bright golden eyebrows, stood on the stone steps, glancing down at the sorry-looking Yu He and laughing suddenly, "Oh, isn't this Brother Seventeen? Why are you in such a mess? What is this bloody thing about? Are you killing someone for fun?"
While shaking his head with disapproval, the youth sighed faintly, pointed a finger at Yu He and said, "I know Brother Seventeen has accomplished something great recently, but there is no need for you to show your authority in front of these soldiers . Killing a lowly soldier and even wanting to punish his family members? Why so much fuss?"
Yu He's face darkened as he gave the youth a glance and said coldly, "Ah, so it's Brother Third . "
He slapped his bloody and balded head, grinned hideously and said, "Brother Third only blames me for killing a man without reason, but why don't you ask me why? Do you know that this son of a b*tch had assaulted me right before the main entrance of Yu Clan's residence? I wonder who gave him so much courage . "
Yu Mou, the third son of the current generation of the Yu Clan, the grandson of Yu Miao, raised his long golden eyebrows and said, "Aye? This is strange! There's actually someone who has the guts to do that? Well, it's good for you to kill him then . I think it's time for us to discipline these servants . They are getting out of hand recently!"
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