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It was obvious that the other party had bumped into him, but instead of being rude, he had hit him instead. Chen Yao was immediately angered. Squinting his eyes, he sized up the man sitting on the ground.

He was about twenty years old, and his clothes were extremely gorgeous. His cultivation had already reached the peak of the Genuine Force, and at any moment, he could step into the King's Realm. There were many twenty year old Genuine Force Peak disciples, but definitely not many.

However, Chen Yao had even killed a Saint. How could he be afraid of a mere disciple at the peak of the Genuine Force?

"Get out of my way."

Chen Yao glowered at the man on the ground. His tone was hostile. Although the Sunset City was a holy land of Buddhism, Chen Yao did not mind killing people here.

Hearing Chen Yao's words, the well-dressed man became even more enraged.

"Bastard! You dare to speak rudely to me? Do you know who I am?"

The Sunset City had always been peaceful, and the people here spoke in a gentle and gentle manner. Such a furious roar caused the people around them to look in their direction, their eyes filled with displeasure and even anger.

However, the well-dressed disciple remained unfazed. He must have drunk quite a lot of wine and, coupled with his arrogant temperament, pointed at Chen Yao's nose and scolded him.

"You dare provoke me? Do you believe that as long as you are in the territory of the Divine Radiant Empire, I will make sure you have nowhere to rest?"

"Hahaha."

Hearing such arrogant words, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter, as if they had just heard a great joke.

He was just a young master from a wealthy family. Who the hell did he think he was?

However, an unnatural expression appeared on Chen Yao's face.

He looked at the rich young master's neck. He wore a jade pendant shaped like a golden petal. On the pendant, there was a "Chen" written on it.

Chen Yao's heart skipped a beat.

He recognized this jade pendant because he once had this jade pendant, but he had to throw it away himself.

This was the symbol of the younger generation, the royal disciples.

Only the direct descendents of the royal family could receive this jade pendant which symbolized the royal family's status. In the government offices of each prefecture, one could receive royal privileges just by owning this jade pendant.

"Chen Yong."

As Chen Yao tried hard to recall his memories, he finally recalled a trace of information regarding this young man before him.

His father was his eldest brother, and this Yang Yong in front of him was the eldest son of his Third Uncle, Chen Yuanji. He was his cousin.

Back then, when Second Uncle Chen Shimin launched the palace coup, Third Uncle Chen Yuanji had also put in a lot of effort. Thus, after Second Uncle obtained control of the Myriad Kingdom, Third Uncle Chen Yuanji became the first town king below one man.

Chen Yong had been pampered since he was young. After Chen Yuanji became the town's king, he would definitely be even more unruly and arrogant. However, why would Chen Yong suddenly appear here?

As a Buddhist country, the Zen Temple was still part of the kingdom's territory, but it was just like China. It had a high degree of autonomy, and the hands of the Brilliant Empire could not penetrate into this place.

Chen Yao's status was extremely prestigious. For him to suddenly appear here, it was clearly a very sudden development.

However, this had nothing to do with Chen Yao. Chen Yao soon gave up on his thoughts and took a deep breath. Then, he slowly stepped forward.

Although Chen Yuanji and Chen Shimin had tried to force a coup, that was still a matter for adults. At that time, Chen Yong was still a child, so the hatred he felt towards his parents shouldn't be vented on his peers.

Although Chen Yong was very arrogant, he was still a close relative. Thus, Chen Yao decided to tolerate it.

He walked to Chen Yong's side and was about to cross over.

"Halt."

Suddenly, Chen Yong grabbed Chen Yao's shoulder, preventing him from leaving.

In Chen Yong's eyes, Chen Yao's actions were akin to fear, or a show of weakness. This caused Chen Yong to be even more ignorant of how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.

"Did I let you go?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Chen Yao arrogantly. Then, he spread his legs and stood on the ground.

"Want to leave?" "Then crawl over it."

"..."

Chen Yao calmly looked at Chen Yong and asked, "Have you decided?"

Chen Yong arrogantly said, "You don't have to crawl, but have you thought about it?"

The atmosphere suddenly turned strange.

"Why is this well-dressed man so arrogant?" Even after he regressed, he still refused to give up. "

"Hmph, useless trash."

"If I had been that sword cultivator, I would have just stabbed him with my sword."

"Too f * cking crazy, let's kill him."

Although the people here were kind-hearted, they could not bear to see Chen Yong keep pressing down on them. They started to complain and curse.

Chen Yao's expression was calm.

Then she got up.

Then he took a deep breath and seemed to struggle.

Chen Yong thought Chen Yao was afraid, so he continued.

"Brat, stop hesitating. Hurry up."

In the next instant, Chen Yao's aura suddenly rose without any forewarning.

"Bastard, you're asking to be abused."

Chen Yao ruthlessly kicked the crotch where Chen Yao was standing on.

"Bam."

"Ah!"

"Thud."

Everything happened in a flash.

Chen Yao could not tolerate it any longer and decisively struck out with his foot. "Since you want to beat me up, I'll grant you your wish. Your father wants to kill me. If he wants to kill my father, I'll let him die first."

Although Chen Yao was also unwilling to let his family injure him, this idiot had forcefully provoked his enraged roar. If he did not beat him up, Chen Yao would feel that he had let him down.

Who would have thought that a sword cultivator's physical strength was so terrifying?

A kick was directed at Chen Yong's crotch, and a loud sound was heard. Countless amounts of blood flew everywhere, and with a miserable scream, Chen Yong's entire body was sent flying and fiercely landed on the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Chen Yong's face was pale as he clutched his crotch, unable to utter a single word for a long time. He frantically rolled on the ground, his crotch already dripping with blood.

This kick had definitely crippled Chen Yong's third leg.

"You asked for it."

Chen Yao glared viciously at Chen Yong before turning around to leave.

The surrounding crowd sighed.

This sword cultivator was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. He must have suppressed his cultivation level, at least to the King's Realm. He purposely suppressed his cultivation level to the Genuine Force and even raised his sword to hide the fact that he was a body cultivator.

The well-dressed man had been posturing to the point of no return, but now that he was lying on the ground, half-dead, the tables had turned.

Too big.

"Insolent traitor, you're courting death."

Suddenly, Chen Yao felt a gust of cold wind blow past his back.

A Royal Realm expert?

"Pull it out."

Not daring to hesitate in the slightest, Chen Yao unhesitatingly drew out the Kindness Sword Sheath. The Heaven Severing Sword was inserted into the Kindness Sword Sheath. Then, he turned around and abruptly unsheathed his sword.

Author's Note: Late at night, he wrote the second chapter. Today, he wrote another five thousand words. This month, he wrote another three hundred thousand words.