Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 417: They Want to Annihilate Your Nine Clans

Upon seeing Sima Zhantian, Qiu Shuangtian's rage surged instantly, and he bellowed, "It was you who took the spot I reserved! Kneel down before me, and the rest of you inside, come out and meet your deaths!"

Ye Feng remained seated without moving, his expression growing colder. He didn't speak because, considering the caliber of these people outside, with even the strongest of them no more than at the Martial King level of cultivation, there was no need for him to take action.

However, Sima Zhantian suddenly laughed, baring his teeth, "You want me to kneel? And you're thinking of killing me?"

Qiu Shuangtian gritted his teeth and enunciated each word, "Not just you, everyone inside must die. Do you know who I am, do you know who my father is? Let me tell you, my dad is Ninth Sect Leader Qiu Kuzhen from Tianyong Pavilion of the Imperial Capital. Today my father is hosting a banquet for a very important person, and you blind fools dare to take our place!"

"Damned fools! Since you're seeking death, I will obliterate you!" Sima Zhantian flew into a rage. He was naturally hot-tempered, and these third-rate characters dared to yell in his face and even ruin his master's dining pleasure. They deserved to die.

Just as Sima Zhantian was about to make a move, Ye Feng from inside suddenly said, "Let them come in first!"

At those words, Sima Zhantian immediately froze in place, then in a flash, he leaped inside. Qiu Shuangtian thought his opponent was scared, snorted heavily, then with a wave of his Great Hand, he led more than a dozen advanced thugs rushing in.

The private room was exceptionally large; accommodating more than twenty people didn't feel the slightest bit crowded. At this moment, Ye Feng was still sitting there motionless. He slightly lifted his head, sizing up the lead man who appeared to be a fat and short middle-aged man in his forties.

This guy actually bore some resemblance to his father Qiu Kuzhen, but lacked his father's sharpness and ruthlessness. Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but shake his head slightly and smile.

The reason he suddenly stopped Sima Zhantian was not that he hesitated to kill, but rather, he had suddenly heard the other party mention that Qiu Kuzhen was preparing to host a banquet for a very important person.

After all, Qiu Kuzhen was one of the Nine Sect Leaders of the Tianyong Pavilion; his status and position were not low. Someone that the Qiu Family referred to as a very important person, other leaders of the Tianyong Pavilion did not qualify, and even if it were the two seniors of the Tianyong Pavilion, Qiu Kuzhen probably wouldn't use such a term for them.

Clearly, the important person Qiu Kuzhen was planning to host this time was neither from Tianyong Pavilion nor from the mortal world; therefore, it was very likely someone from the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts, and it's possible even from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans.

Of course, Ye Feng absolutely did not believe that Qiu Kuzhen, at his level, could associate with the Four Great Ancient Clans, so there was only one truth—this time Qiu Kuzhen was indeed entertaining a high-level figure from one of the Sects. Yet, he was genuinely curious; which Sect it was that planned to collude with and even bribe the Sect Leader of the Tianyong Pavilion.

If this matter was to be leaked, even a hundred heads would not be enough for Qiu Kuzhen to lose. Thus, Ye Feng had stopped Sima Zhantian because he wanted to watch a good show unfold.

Apart from that, Ye Feng suddenly had a plan in mind. He had been fretting over finding an excuse to confront the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts, as the bet with Tang Bai only left him three months. However, as luck would have it, the opportunity had presented itself.

If it could be proven that the high echelons of the Sect were secretly trying to win over the leader of the Tianyong Pavilion, then according to the agreement from the last century, Tianyong Pavilion could not only execute the traitor but also directly launch a punitive expedition against that Sect!

For all this, naturally, Qiu Shuangtian had no idea. Seeing that there were indeed a few young people in the private room, and especially a breathtakingly beautiful woman, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Didn't expect there'd be such a beautiful lady here, today's visit wasn't in vain!" Qiu Shuangtian said with a sleazy grin.

Ye Feng stared at him, asking, "You're called Qiu Shuangtian, and your father is Qiu Kuzhen?"

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Qiu Shuangtian harrumphed, "Surprising that you, boy, actually know the great name of yours truly. That makes things easier. I'm going to give you a chance."

Ye Feng asked, "What kind of chance?"

Qiu Shuangtian grinned, "Of course, a chance to commit suicide. To tell you the truth, you've committed a capital offense by affronting my Qiu Family, a crime that even warrants the extermination of your entire clan. However, seeing that you know the name of this young master, if you commit suicide right here, I'll spare your families. As for this beautiful woman..."

At this point, Qiu Shuangtian swallowed hard, chuckled, and said, "Since she's such a looker, she obviously doesn't need to die. Of course, you can choose to die, provided that you serve me well first."

Yet, Ye Feng chuckled, pointed at the lavish dishes on the table, and said, "The food is quite good; you might as well enjoy it while there's still time."

Qiu Shuangtian asked sternly, "What do you mean by 'while there's still time'? What are you implying?"

Standing beside him, Sima Zhantian said in a deep voice, "Obviously, to eat one last meal before you die, so that you don't become a starving ghost!"

"Sss..." Qiu Shuangtian gasped, nearly exploding with rage, and gnashed his teeth, "Damn it, you guys, it looks like you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin!"

Ye Feng dismissed him with a casual wave of his hand, "Cripple their limbs, but leave them alive for now; I want to wait for Qiu Kuzhen to come knocking!"

No sooner had his words fallen than Sima Zhantian sprang into action. It was just him alone engaging in combat; even Xiao Chuanqi beside him showed no intention of getting involved.

Once Sima Zhantian moved, he was like a ferocious beast unleashed from raging floodwaters. Soon, the sounds of bones breaking resounded in the private room, followed by the wails and howls of pain filling the space.

In just an instant, all of their limbs were broken, and they groaned in agony on the floor like dying dogs.

"You... you dared to strike me; you've committed a capital offense. When my father arrives, he will surely annihilate your nine generations!" Although Qiu Shuangtian was a martial arts practitioner and even with his limbs broken, he hadn't passed out.

However, Ye Feng had already grown tired of dealing with such riffraff. He slowly stood up and walked towards the window, peering out at the vast Inner City, where the magnificent Forbidden City stood.

"I wonder which bigwig from the Sects will grace us with their presence today?" Ye Feng said with a teasing smile, barely concealing his lips.

He did not have to wait long, for about half an hour later, Qiu Shuangtian's phone rang. It was Qiu Kuzhen who had arrived at the base of Hǒuhǎi Pavilion, ready to accompany the dignitary up and insisting that Qiu Shuangtian make all necessary preparations to greet them.

Unfortunately, before Qiu Shuangtian could even respond, Sima Zhantian had already hung up the call.

Three minutes later, Qiu Kuzhen entered, laughing and chatting with an old man in a black robe, leaning on a serpent-headed cane. Qiu Kuzhen was taken aback by the scene in the private room, and when he saw the young man seated in the guest of honor's chair, he froze as if struck by lightning.

Ye Feng was also looking at him, smiling slightly, "Sect Leader Qiu, are you well?"

Qiu Kuzhen was unable to reply, his mouth dry and tongue parched, his legs trembling non-stop, his back drenched in sweat.

The black-robed elder beside him was utterly confounded and couldn't help but ask, "What's the meaning of this, Qiu Kuzhen? Wasn't today supposed to be a secret meeting between just the two of us? What's this all about?"

Qiu Kuzhen was still unable to speak, sweat dripping down his face like large pearls.

Ye Feng then turned to look at the elder, recognizing who he was after a brief glance, and said with a sneer, "So it's a VIP from the Underworld Sect. If I'm not mistaken, you must be the Sect Master of the Underworld Sect, You Jiuming, right?"

You Jiuming was taken aback and demanded, "You recognize my Sect, but who are you?"

Ye Feng replied with feigned surprise, "What, you don't recognize me? Wasn't your Underworld Sect along with the Flora Sect searching the world for me not long ago?"

You Jiuming's gaze sharpened, and after scrutinizing Ye Feng for a moment, he clenched his teeth and said word for word, "You... you are actually Northern King Ye Feng?"

Ye Feng slowly stood up and walked over, adding, "Indeed, it is I!"

A cold light flashed in You Jiuming's eyes as he demanded, "How can you be here?"

Ye Feng turned to Qiu Kuzhen, smiled and said, "That's something you'll have to ask him."

By this time, Qiu Kuzhen had gone completely limp, and suddenly, with a thud, he knelt on the ground, wailing incessantly, "I was wrong, Northern King, I was wrong. Please show mercy, Your Highness, and spare me this once!"

"Spare you?" Ye Feng laughed and said word by word, "Back at the Martial Academy, if it hadn't been for the inaugural ceremony, I would have chopped off your dog head already. And just now, your son kept calling for the extermination of my entire lineage."

Xiao Chuanqi then said, "No, my Lord, what they intended was to extinguish your nine generations."

Qiu Kuzhen remained silent, but suddenly grew fierce in his heart, turned to You Jiuming, and said, "Ghost Sect Leader save me! If you can save me today, then I, Qiu Kuzhen—no, my entire Qiu Family and everything we have will be yours!"

To his surprise, You Jiuming replied, "That's not enough. Today's unforeseen events carry great risk for me, especially here in the Imperial Capital. You'll have to pay more."

"What more do you want?" Qiu Kuzhen asked through gritted teeth.

I need the documents from the Secret Hall of the Utility Pavilion, the highest-level ones, including those of the two elders," demanded You Jiuming.

Without a second thought, Qiu Kuzhen replied, "Fine, I agree! But you must ensure I leave here alive today and that this matter does not leak."

You Jiuming said nothing further, but with a grand gesture, he closed the door. Then he turned to Ye Feng and said coldly, "I truly did not expect to encounter you here today. But it doesn't matter. To me, anywhere is the same."

Ye Feng nodded in agreement, "Indeed, to a dead person, anywhere is the same."

Suddenly, You Jiuming formed a Dharma Seal, and instantly, the entire private room fell into complete darkness. Such was his divine skill: The Coming of Night. In this darkness, the combat power of his opponents would be greatly reduced, while his own strength would increase by twenty percent.

Almost the moment the darkness enveloped them, the serpent-headed staff in You Jiuming's hand shot out. During its flight, it seemed as if the staff came to life, transforming into a viciously venomous serpent.

Even more deadly, two ghostly hands, silent as if emerging from the underworld, sprang from the ground without any sign and reached for Ye Feng's legs. In fact, these were his Objects of the Divine Path. You Jiuming was fully aware that despite the young man's youthful appearance, his strength was unfathomably deep.

Hence, he had withheld his moves up until now, but when he struck, he unleashed all his techniques in an attempt to annihilate his opponent with a thunderclap blow.

At the same time, even Qiu Kuzhen made his move, shooting out Cold Needles, peppering Ye Feng with a barrage akin to a shower of pear blossoms.

All these actions were executed in the blink of an eye. However, in an instant, everything froze— the eerie ghost hands, the serpent that had come to life like lightning, and the dense cluster of Cold Needles all unexpectedly came to a standstill.

At that moment, the darkness also began to recede slowly, and light once again filled the private room. Ye Feng, however, still stood unwavering in his original spot. But within the Sea of Consciousness, a kernel the size of a grain of rice was now spinning at high speed.