Beast Tamer Ascension-Chapter 42Book 4: : City in Chaos

Vol 4 Chapter 42: City in Chaos

After entering Martial Emperor City, the two began intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about Cold Moon Sword Immortal, Feng Ning.

After entering the city, whether she stayed or returned to the Ancient Kingdom, she would surely have left some trace.

And the result... didn’t disappoint them.

Very soon, they heard that the disciple of Sky-Splitting Sword Ancestor had entered the Feng Family.

But it didn’t seem like some kind of family reunion, and her true purpose was unknown.

"Let's go, the Feng Family."

Lin Jing and Gao Sheng exchanged a glance and headed straight for the Feng Family.

Meanwhile, in the Lei Clan, one of the Eight Great Families of Martial Emperor City,

a strong aura burst into the sky along with an angry shout, but it was soon suppressed by several other auras.

"Lei Qianren, what are you trying to do?"

Several elders pressed down a middle-aged man with hair crackling with arcs of electricity, warning him sternly.

"Lin Jing, who killed my son, has entered Martial Emperor City!!"

"The one who killed Lei Zhen was clearly a young man called Fire Dragon Alchemist, not the Holy Son of the Demon Court!" said one of the clan elders solemnly.

The wild-haired middle-aged man glared coldly at them: "Now that the other side isn't even trying to hide his identity anymore, are you all still deceiving yourselves? That Fire Dragon Alchemist is the Holy Son of the Demon Court, Lin Jing!"

"I know you don't want to offend the Demon Court because of this incident."

"As a member of the Lei Clan, I should put the bigger picture first. That's why, whether in Qingzhou or the Western Desert, I never sought trouble. But now that he dares come under my nose, you expect me to endure it?"

"You’re just a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if you can’t endure, what can you do? The Holy Son of the Demon Court is protected by the Thunder Dragon Clan’s Ancestor. Do you think you alone can harm even a hair on him? You’ll only bring ruin to the family!"

"That was my son too! A prodigy of the Lei Clan!!!" Lei Qianren roared: "Since the Holy Son of the Demon Court appeared in the Western Desert, I’ve been closely monitoring the area around Martial Emperor City. I can sense through lightning that the Thunder Dragon Clan’s Ancestor is not here. Besides, the city's artifact spirit wouldn’t allow a Void Mystical Demon Ancestor to enter the city!"

"So this is my only chance."

He exploded with spiritual power, pushing the others back.

"From today onward, I, Lei Qianren, sever all ties with the Lei Clan and withdraw from the family. Whatever actions I take next have nothing to do with the family."

With that, he turned and left. His true name faded from the family register. Seeing this, the elders’ expressions changed, but just as they were about to stop him, a voice suddenly rang in their ears.

"Let him go."

"Ancestor!!" The elders looked toward a certain direction in disbelief, unable to understand why their Void Mystical Ancestor would permit Lei Qianren’s foolishness.

"This is all fate," the Ancestor of the Lei Clan sighed from his seclusion.

Perhaps for some cultivators, faced with overwhelming threats, they would abandon everything to save themselves, even family. But there were exceptions. To Lei Qianren, his son’s death clearly outweighed everything else.

Even if seeking revenge made him morally wrong...

In the disputes of Cavern Heaven, life and death were up to fate, but that principle was only from the bystander's perspective, not the bereaved family's.

"Since he has severed ties with the family, we need not intervene. No matter what happens... if the Demon Court seeks revenge, so be it. Our Lei Clan may not be a match for the Demon Court, but the alliance still stands. The City Lord’s Mansion and the other seven families won’t stand idly by."

Back then, the City Lord's Mansion of Ghost City and the Four Small Families had signed an alliance oath: prosperity and ruin shared together. If one ally faced destruction, the others must give full support. Otherwise, their own fortunes would suffer backlash, and their bloodlines would be doomed forever.

Thus, even if the Eight Great Families of Martial Emperor City occasionally declined, they never perished.

..........

Martial Emperor City, Feng Family.

Lin Jing and Gao Sheng waited outside the Feng Family’s main residence.

Earlier, they had revealed their identities to the guards. Gao Sheng’s identity wasn’t much, but Lin Jing’s name made the guard tremble and rush inside. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

"Speaking of which, it's pretty surprising that the famous Holy Son of the Demon Court only caused a stir after revealing his identity. On the way here, no one even noticed you!" Gao Sheng said in surprise.

"You forgot, illusion magic," Lin Jing smiled.

This clone of his was conserving strength, and although its illusion power wasn’t strong, it was enough to avoid harassment from low-level cultivators.

"I see..." Gao Sheng was about to say more when Lin Jing’s eyes suddenly narrowed.

The Pine Leaf Mouse clone that had been sleeping on his shoulder like a non-existent ornament also snapped open its eyes, leaping onto the stunned Gao Sheng and instantly teleporting them through space.

At the same moment, a thunderclap echoed across the sky above the Feng Family, followed by a thunderous voice falling over the city.

"Holy Son of the Demon Court, for killing my son, regardless of reason, our hatred is irreconcilable. Today, I, Lei Qianren, acting alone, will take your life!!!!"

Boom!!!

A thunderblade carrying the full might of a Nascent Soul expert's mana, will, and intent fell from the black clouds, crushing down toward Lin Jing. Violent lightning sealed him in a prison of thunder.

Gao Sheng, knocked out of the way by the Pine Leaf Mouse, widened his eyes in shock, reaching out across the sky toward Lin Jing engulfed in thunder.

Earlier, when entering the city, Lin Jing had mentioned having an enemy here. Gao Sheng hadn't thought much of it, but now he couldn't believe someone would be so insane as to openly attack the Holy Son of the Demon Court!!

After all, for the sake of the Holy Son’s dignity, the Demon Emperor himself had destroyed a major sect guarded by a Dao-Seeking expert! And you, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator of the Lei Clan, dared attack him!!!

"Don't mind me, save him!!!" Gao Sheng didn’t understand why the Pine Leaf Mouse wasn’t taking Lin Jing away at such a critical moment but instead saved him.

"Meh..." the Pine Leaf Mouse clone, always lazy, curled its lip.

Save what?

It's just a clone. If it died, so be it.

A living clone was certainly useful, but a dead one had its own value too: they could extort the Lei Clan later.

Besides... at that instant...

Even though it was his own life on the line, Lin Jing, looking up at the falling thunderblade, felt a bit of admiration for the wielder above the clouds. He didn’t think the man’s actions were wrong.

But admiration was one thing;afterward, Lin Jing certainly wouldn't let him off.

At the Immortal-Burying Volcano, Lin Jing’s true body erupted with a vast aura, instantly alerting the Thunder Dragon Ancestor standing guard nearby, but the next moment, Lin Jing suppressed his aura again.

Outside the Feng Family, as the thunderblade slammed down and almost shattered Lin Jing’s illusionary body,

a terrifying Void Mystical force suddenly surged up from within the Feng Family.

It wasn’t the Feng Family’s Void Mystical Ancestor, but a ghostly divine force that shook the entire city.

"You're courting death."

A red-dressed Ghost Bride appeared in the sky.

The colossal thunderblade instantly dissipated.

Above the clouds, Lei Qianren, who had just been rejoicing that the Thunder Dragon Ancestor wasn’t present, found a ghostly hand piercing through his chest.

He stared in disbelief at the terrifying red-dressed ghost woman.

"Void Mystical ghost entity."

"Impossible... how could a Void Mystical ghost entity be in Martial Emperor City..."

At that moment, the series of shocking events in Martial Emperor City left countless cultivators stunned.

A Void Mystical ghost entity—something like that—how could it exist inside Martial Emperor City?

Many realized that the city's artifact spirit was probably malfunctioning;otherwise, it would never have allowed a Void Mystical ghost entity to enter.

"Wait, no, why are you here? Don't pull this scam!"