The War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

#233 Making a Boom

“Third young master of the Zhu Clan?” Duan Ling Tian's eyes narrowed into a line when he heard what the young man said. “You're a member of the Zhu Clan?”

“Fast. This Young Master's father is the second master of the Zhu Clan, and Clan Patriarch Zhu is my uncle. How, Son? Afraid? If you are afraid, then quickly go!”

Zhu Zhao raised his chin high and looked at Duan Ling Tian with a condescending look and a face full of arrogance and self-satisfaction.

He did not realize, however, that an indistinct smile appeared in the corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth. It was a smile of excitement that the hunter would make in order to find his prey.

I'll give you one more chance, fuck it!” Duan Ling Tian's eyes became a little cold, and he directed it straight at Zhu Zhao as he spoke in a tone that had a little extra strength.

“You know the identity of this Young Master and you still dare to ask this Young Master to leave?” Zhu Zhao was dumbfounded, then he revealed a savage expression and extended his hand, directly grabbing Duan Ling Tian. “Because you don't make love, then let this Young Master help you!”

As Zhu Zhao moved, 10 silhouettes of ancient mammoths appeared on it….

The seventh level of the Core Formation Stage!

“You're overestimating yourself!” Duan Ling Tian sneered, then he casually swung his arm. He had only used the strength of 12 ancient mammoths to easily block Zhu Zhao's attack and slap him to the ground.

“Ah!!” Zhu Zhao's body that was weak from excessive venting fell to the ground, and he let out a shrill, sad, and pitiful cry.

Zhu Zhao looked at the old man following behind him, then his face showed a savage expression as he howled, “Uncle Ji, I want him dead!”

The old man looked at Duan Ling Tian and his eyes turned cold, then he walked out with large strides. “Young people, there are some people you can not hurt... Once you offend them, you have to pay the price!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man extended his hand to descend onto Duan Ling Tian, desirous to take Duan Ling Tian from his seat.

On top of the old man, 100 silhouettes of ancient mammoths condensed into shapes. He was surprisingly a seventh level Origin Core martial artist.

The corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth curved into a grin. He did not notice the old man. Instead, he looked at the officer, who was standing far away. “Hei! Why hasn't our food arrived yet? Quick, we still have business to finish after we eat.”

The customers around the restaurant were speechless.

This purple-clothed youth completely ignored the old man.

Right now they thought Duan Ling Tian was out of luck.

Xiong Quan, who was standing behind Duan Ling Tian, approached the old man, then he casually slapped his palm to smash into the old man's body, blowing up the approaching old man with anger. The old man violently collided with the wall and then fainted.

Above Xiong Quan, the silhouette of an ancient mammoth flashed before instantly disappearing, and no one saw clearly how much it actually was.

“Very tough! This middle-aged man was at least at the ninth level of the Origin Core Stage!”

“No wonder the purple-clothed youth was so calm. So it turned out that he had a powerhouse by his side, a powerhouse that could blow up a seventh level Origin Core martial artist with a single strike…. Such an ability was something that not even an eighth level Origin Core martial artist could perform!”

“He must be an existence at the ninth level of the Origin Core Stage.”

…

The surrounding customers could not help but exclaim in shock.

“Customers, you food here.” Meanwhile, the attendant placed a steaming hot plate on top of Duan Ling Tian's table.

The attendant trembled slightly in fear, as he never imagined that this generous young man would actually be so terrifying….

Even dared to hit Third Young Master of the Zhu Clan!

Zhu Zhao was lying on the ground, struggling to stand up, but the pain coming from his body made it hard to do so.

Looking at the smoldering gazes thrown at him from the surroundings, shame surfaced in his heart. When did he ever lose face like this?

For a moment, his gaze had a chill and ferocity mixed in when he saw Duan Ling Tian. “Nak, you are dead!”

“Lay down when your mouth threatens, aren't you tired?” Duan Ling Tian calmly glanced at Zhu Zhao, then he did not pay attention to it anymore and put some food onto Li Fei's plate as he said, with a light smile, little “Fei, this, eat more.”

“Mm.” Li Fei lightly nodded, and her pair of beautiful eyes were gentle and gentle like water when she looked at Duan Ling Tian.

Being able to get this man's treatment in this lifetime, he could die without regret.

“Xiong Quan, sit and eat together.” Duan Ling Tian called Xiong Quan.

“Ya, Young Master.” Xiong Quan replied respectfully before sitting down.

Zhu Zhao was angry to the point that his face turned red when he saw this scene, then he saw the old man who had fainted near the wall, and he had the urge to faint.

“Whoever goes to the Zhu Clan and helps this Young Master tell the clan, these 1,000 silvers are yours!” Zhu Zhao gritted his teeth and took out 1,000 silver from his pocket, then he saw the crowd of customers in the restaurant.

Many customers had smoldering gazes when they heard what he said, but they glanced at Duan Ling Tian and gave up on helping Zhu Zhao….

What joke!

This purple-clothed youth had an existence that might be at the ninth level of the Origin Core Stage by his side.

If they were to help Zhu Zhao and make the purple-clothed youth unhappy, they would definitely get into serious trouble.

Thus, even though they craved 1,000 silver in Zhu Zhao's hands, they did not dare to make a move.

Even though money is good, it is not important to one's life.

“You all ... a group of dogs!” Zhu Zhao's face was grim, and even his breathing became hasty.

Zhu Zhao instantly shut his mouth when he heard what Duan Ling Tian had said, but his eyes still emitted a dense hatred as he thought about how he would take revenge on Duan Ling Tian after he returned to the Zhu Clan.

Although no one dared to take Zhu Zhao's money, some customers left the restaurant after eating, so the matter of Zhu Zhao biting off more than he could chew was still spreading.

Duan Ling Tian had just finished eating and was about to leave when he heard hasty footsteps resounding from outside the restaurant, and a total of four people arrived in a threatening manner.

Duan Ling Tian's eyebrows shot up and he glanced at Zhu Zhao. “Xiong Quan, catch him.”

“Ya, Young Master.” Xiong Quan extended his hand and raised Zhu Zhao when he heard what Duan Ling Tian said.

“You …. What you want to do ...” Zhu Zhao was frightened to the point that his face turned pale when he was lifted by Xiong Quan, as he had experienced the strength of this middle-aged man who seemed to be at the ninth level of the Origin Core Stage earlier.

If this middle-aged man wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as killing an ant.

Meanwhile, footsteps grew clearer, and four middle-aged men rushed into the restaurant.

The middle-aged man in the lead wore blue clothes, and his face was covered in a layer of deadly fury….

Zhu Zhao looked as if he had seen his savior when he saw the middle-aged man dressed in blue, and he hurriedly shouted, “Dad, save me!”

The blue-clothed middle-aged man took a deep breath, then his gaze flashed past the fainted old man near the wall and his eyes emitted a hint of fear. Next he looked at Duan Ling Tian. “Male sister, I am the second master of the Zhu Clan, Zhu Qi. If my son has offended you, I hope you can forgive him.”

He was completely clean from the strength of the old man followed by his son's side, so that he could easily imagine the strength of the middle-aged man by Duan Ling Tian's side only from the middle-aged man being able to cripple the old man.

The ninth level of the Origin Core Stage….

Even within their Zhu Clan, existences like him were numbered.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of a mere Nine-tiered Origin Core martial artist, as he was also a level nine Origin Core martial artist.

The three others who followed him were all existences at the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage as well. If they went all out, he was confident that he could kill the middle-aged man.

However, what he was really afraid of now was this purple-clothed youth.

As far as he knew, the identity of the purple-clothed young man was not simple, as he was capable of having a level nine Origin Core martial artist as a subordinate. So, even though he was angry, he chose to hang on in the end and chose to give up.

“Dad! What the hell are you doing? I want him dead! I want him dead!” Zhu Zhao's face turned grim when he heard what Zhu Qi said, and he had a savage appearance as he howled.

“!” Zhu Qi's face sank, and he took a step forward, wanting to slap Zhu Zhao.

However, Xiong Quan casually raised his hand and moved Zhu Zhao.

Zhu Qi frowned, but his son was in the middle-aged man's hands, so he did not dare to lose his temper, and he looked to the nearby Duan Ling Tian clan, the clan, I will teach him a good lesson! Now, I wish my sister could let go of my son.”

Duan Ling Tian lazily glanced at Zhu Qi and said indifferently, “I heard Second Elder of the Zhu Clan you are an eighth-grade weapon craftsman.”

“Ya.” Zhu Qi nodded. “If Little Sister wants our Second Elder to refine an eighth-grade spirit weapon for you, then I can help introduce Little Sister. Think of it as an apology. How about that?”

“You .... completely hide your intentions deeply.” Duan Ling Tian deeply glanced at Zhu Qi, as if he could see through Zhu Qi's heart. “Now, you might think that if I had such a subordinate by my side, my background shouldn't be simple…. Really?”

Zhu Qi had an embarrassed expression, as he never imagined that he would be seen by Duan Ling Tian.

“Enough. I'll arrest your son …. As long as you call the Second Elder of the Zhumu Clan, I will return your son to you.” Duan Ling Tian looked at Zhu Qi with a calm gaze.

Zhu Qi's pupils constricted, as he realized that the purple-clothed young man had no good intentions. “Little sister, may I know why you are looking for the Second Elder of my Zhu Clan? It might not be as simple as wanting the Second Elder of the Zhu Clan to refine an eighth-grade spirit weapon, right?”

“Eight class spirit weapons?” The corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth curved into a grin, then he raised his hand. In his hands blazed a raging strand of fire. “Do you think I need it to help me fix?”

The blazing flames in Duan Ling Tian's hands created an uproar within the restaurant as expected….

“Yes Gods! This is an eighth-grade Firearms!”

“This young man in purple looks not yet 20 years old, but he is already an eighth-grade weapon craftsman?”

“Excellent! Amazing!”

“Eighth-grade weapons craftsmen who are not even 20 years old... What natural talent is this?”

…

The faces of the customers in the restaurant were filled with shock and they could not help but exclaim.

Some people seemed to remember something and their pupils suddenly shriveled. “The fire of an eighth-grade Weapon can only be summarized by a martial artist at the Origin Core Stage .. In other words, this young man is an Origin Core martial artist!”

“A Origin Core martial artist who is not even 20 years old yet? Craftsman eighth-grade weapons?” The faces of the three middle-aged men that Zhu Qi had brought became grim.

The purple clothes before their eyes were much scarier than they had imagined….

“Little sister, may I know who you really are?” Zhu Qi took a deep breath. He could feel his heartbeat grow faster.

Now even 20….

Origin Core Stage.

Eighth-class weapons.

Just thinking about it caused his scalp to numb.