The Steward Demonic Emperor

to pieces.”

 

“Humph, I’ve seen my fair share of dishonorable old goats, but your Qi clan’s elders take the cake.” Zhuo Fan jeered, “If I’m not mistaken, Qi Ganglie was the bait from the start, expecting me to kill him.
In other words, you’ve all given up on him from the get-go.”

 

Having been exposed, Qi Tianlei was left speechless.

 

But no matter how true it was, none of them would dare speak of it.
Else he would earn the world’s unanimous hatred and reviled gazes when word got out that a rotten son like him threw his father to the wolves all so he could snatch a bounty.

 

“Humph, who are you trying to deceive?”

 

Zhuo Fan sneered at the old man, “You sure know how to play a big hand, using the Clan Head and nine elders as small fries.”

 

The old man disregarded Zhuo Fan’s jab with a laugh, “And? I gave up my son, but I still have a grandson.
It’s all worth it for your head.
Once we become Hell Valley’s number one vassal clan, we can have as many elders as we want, we will be stronger than ever.
This little loss is nothing compared to the future glory of the Qi clan!”

 

“Ha-ha-ha, that’s how the ambitious act, shameless.” Zhuo Fan praised, then derided them, “But in the end, that old mind of yours is too narrow.
You’re paying such a heavy price only to become Hell Valley’s number one lap dog.
You’re bound to fail.
If it were me, I would become the ruler of the continent with what you paid!”

 

[Is this kid nuts? Can you even grasp how large the Tianyu Empire is, not to mention the continent?]

 

[Just another loud mouth!]

 

The old man sneered, “Now I know why you are so reviled, so set against Hell Valley.
You’re clearly insane! How can one common man possibly rule the entire continent?”

 

“Humph, what does an ant know of the human stepping on it?”

 

Zhuo Fan shook his head and asked, “Oh, I forgot to mention, but I do dab in alchemy myself, you know? If her shoulder had poison on it, I would’ve known.”

 

“He-he-he, I heard you killed You Guiqi.
This speaks volumes of your own twisted mind for having fought him.
You think we’d use common poison when dealing with you?”

 

The old man took on a haughty tone, “Soul Devourer is a combination of two different medicines.
One was on Qian’er’s shoulder and the other was the one you just swallowed.”

 

“Was that what she made me take when she kissed me?”

 

“Precisely! That was also for her own safety.
If she hadn’t fed it to you, she’d be the one dying.”

 

The old man let out a manic grin, “To end you, I have scoured every bit of rumor and information about you, most of all about you sticking your head out for a little girl and offending Hell Valley.
I know you’re just one big softy inside.
How ironic this came to be your downfall.”

 

Zhuo Fan mocked himself, [Who knew my fight with You Guiqi was twisted into a hero saving a damsel.]

 

[Then again, it is true.
Also, saving a woman was the first thing I did after I rebirthed, wasn’t it?]

 

Shaking his head, Zhuo Fan was this close to labeling himself a lecher, “Hey, old goat, you sure employ vicious schemes, no less than You Guiqi.”

 

“Why thank you.” The old man stuck his chin out in pride, “You Guiqi only had the luck of the draw in being born in one of the seven houses.
If I had such privilege, my achievements would’ve dwarfed his.
Do you know what I’m called? Steel Fettering River, Qi Weilin, he-he-he…”

 

Zhuo Fan had a grin himself, “Steel Fettering River, neither good nor bad.
The one in your clutches can’t beg for life, nor can die!”

 

“Precisely!”

 

Qi Weilin laughed, speaking as if to a close friend, “You see, this is the first time you’ve heard of me and you can already appreciate my title.
No wonder you could beat You Guiqi.
I would hate to remove that pretty head of yours, but too bad it’s worth so much.”

 

“Think you have what it takes to reap my head?” Zhuo Fan mocked as his glabella lit up.

 

Whoosh!

 

An azure flame revealed itself along with a black smoke drifting out from it.

 

The Soul Devourer was reduced to nothing before the power of this flame.

 

Zhuo Fan took his time getting back to his feet and surveyed the people with killing intent, “I told You Guiqi something when I killed him, and now I shall repeat it for you.
In front of true power, all schemes and ploys are moot!”