NOVPUBAs one of the Seven Emissaries, the Yellow Three Envoys held significant prestige throughout the Phoenix Perching Empire.
They oversaw the entire nation and could be said to act on behalf of the Emperor in exercising authority.
Within the Phoenix Perching Empire, few dared to provoke them. 𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎
This was a confrontation between the Phoenix Perching Empire and the Wan Family.
The young girl frowned slightly, apparently having heard of the reputation of the Seven Emissaries.
"Is he also a member of the Seven Emissaries?" the girl pointed at Xu Zimei and inquired.
Huang Ri’s face changed slightly but ultimately he spoke up, "He is our friend."
"Then this matter has nothing to do with your Yellow Three Envoys," the girl huffed coldly.
The whip in her hand once again lashed out, striking directly towards Xu Zimei.
Huang Ri wanted to intervene again, but he was blocked by Xu Zimei.
In a flash, Xu Zimei appeared in front of the girl.
The crowd present hardly saw anything, only hearing a "clang" as the sound of a sword being drawn rang out.
Time seemed to freeze in that moment.
The edge of Xu Zimei’s blade was only a few centimeters from the girl’s neck.
Then a large hand suddenly grasped the blade.
A summer breeze caressed the girl’s face, whipping up locks of her black hair.
Her body trembled slightly as she looked at Xu Zimei.
An elderly man had appeared beside her at some unknown time, and if it weren’t for the elder’s large hand seizing the blade,
The girl’s head might have already fallen to the ground.
"You dare to kill me," the girl asked in a trembling voice, somewhat in disbelief.
Xu Zimei paid her no mind and just gazed indifferently at the elder in front of him.
The elder was also in the Saint Vein Realm, but Xu Zimei hadn’t used his full strength in that strike,
Otherwise, the elder would not have been able to stop it so easily.
"Uncle Wan," the girl called out to the elder before her.
"Step back," the elder nodded slightly and replied.
Then he turned his gaze to Xu Zimei and stated indifferently, "Young master, your malice is too strong."
"So what if it is?" Xu Zimei replied with a light laugh.
"Phoenix Feather City is not a place where you can act recklessly," the elder snorted coldly, his right hand shooting out in a palm strike.
The palm was surrounded by a faint purple Spiritual Energy, the robust Spiritual Energy was clearly imbued with a resolve to kill.
Xu Zimei’s gaze condensed, and strands of Creation Force encircled his blade’s edge.
Tyrant Shadow cleaved through space, carrying with it a sharp Blade Qi as it slashed forward.
A "boom" resounded.
The elder let out a scream as his body was flung backward.
And his right palm was completely severed by Tyrant Shadow, with blood scattering in midair.
"You," the elder couldn’t focus on his injury, staring at Xu Zimei in shock.
With Tyrant Shadow in hand, Xu Zimei stepped toward the elder.
His intent to kill was unabashedly released, and Tyrant Shadow trembled slightly in his grip.
"Brother Xu, a lesson would be enough. After all, he is from the Wan Family," Huang Ri interjected from the side.
He was aware of the Wan Family’s strength and did not want to involve himself in this trouble.
"I am a fair person if he wanted to kill me, he must be prepared to be killed in return,"
Xu Zimei said indifferently, "This matter has nothing to do with you."
As Xu Zimei stepped closer, the elder’s expression changed slightly.
But he still protected the girl behind him, watching Xu Zimei warily.
"Cousin Zimo?" Just as I was pondering, I suddenly heard a loud shout from beside me.
A plump man in white clothes was running over from the side.
With the most flesh on his belly, he appeared like a mountain of meat as he ran, his entire body quivering.
"Brother Su," Xu Zimei turned his head to glance at the plump man and exclaimed in surprise.
This plump man was the son of his second uncle, Wenren Zhao; his name was Wenren Su.
Xu Zimei remembered playing with him often when he visited his home with his mother as a child.
However, it had been several years since they had last met, and had it not been for the other’s signature small eyes and round belly, he wouldn’t have been able to recognize him at first glance.
"Cousin Zimo, it really is you," Wenren Su said with a smile as he walked over.
He said, "We haven’t seen each other for a few years, and you’ve changed quite a bit. I almost thought I was mistaken just now."
"Let’s chat later; I need to take care of the situation here first," Xu Zimei said with a light smile.
"What happened?" Wenren Su turned his head and asked with narrowed eyes.
Those already small eyes of his were practically squinted into slits, invisible.
Witnessing this scene, the surrounding people suddenly understood.
"So this guy is from the Wenren Family, no wonder he’s not afraid of the Wan Family."
"Now there’ll be a good show, the Wenren Family and the Wan Family have never gotten along."
As citizens of the Phoenix Perching Empire, everyone knew that, being the two strongest families in the empire,
the Wenren Family and the Wan Family were always in open and covert contention, and this struggle has never ceased for thousands of years.
Friction between the progeny of the two families was incessant, even leading to several deaths.
"Oh, isn’t this the Inner Steward of the Wan Family? What’s with this look of yours?"
Wenren Su said mockingly while looking at the elder in front of him.
"Wenren Su, is your Wenren Family looking to start a war with us?" the elder spoke with a hint of rage.
"If it’s a war you want, then so be it. Do you really think you are still the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect from the past?" Wenren Su replied disdainfully.
After saying that, he turned to Xu Zimei and asked with a smile, "Cousin Zimo, is it these two you were referring to?"
"Yes, you don’t need to worry about it," Xu Zimei nodded and said.
"I have my own ways and principles in handling my affairs."
Wenren Su nodded slightly, and as he stepped aside, he couldn’t help but give a reminder.
"If you can avoid killing that little girl, do so. Their old man from the Wan Family will go mad.
Now is not the time to start a war."
Xu Zimei didn’t respond, just walked towards the elder with Tyrant Shadow in hand, step by step.
His aura grew more and more profound with each step, becoming more powerful.
Eventually, his presence became like a fierce storm; the space around him shattered, and the ground beneath his feet cracked.
The elder from the Wan Family took a deep breath and then conceded.
"What do you want? I’ll admit defeat this time. I’m willing to offer any compensation you ask for."
Upon hearing the elder’s words, Xu Zimei smiled, holding Tyrant Shadow as it trembled slightly in his hand.
"I’ve said before that since you wanted to kill me just now, naturally, you can’t leave alive.
I’m a very fair person," he said.
As Xu Zimei finished speaking, the body of the Wan Family elder erupted. He charged at Xu Zimei with a speed too swift to cover one’s ears.
His face twisted with rage, he bellowed, "Then go to hell!"
"Utterly clueless!"
Watching the elder’s palm strike, Xu Zimei’s aura had reached a critical point.
He performed the twelve forms of the Way of Inquiry, Annihilation Void, with Tyrant Shadow in his hand.
Tyrant Shadow was raised high above his head, with Blade Qi spreading from it, shattering the Firmament itself.
As the blade came down, the Wan Family elder couldn’t even manage to dodge and was annihilated in the Blade Qi.
