Chapter 99: Sleeping with Step-Mom (2)

Right then a youth of about twenty walked up, gave Wang Yue a martial artist’s salute, and said, "Greetings, Young Master."

This was Wang Jingyuan’s grandson. Facing Wang Yue he could barely hold the agitation and excitement in his heart.

With the identity of a Wang Family direct-line descendant he could use that as a starting point, borrow Grandfather’s strength, squeeze this childish youth aside or even remove him, then step by step take control of the whole Wang Family.

Then he would be a big shot who held a third of Golden Mountain City.

And the Three Great Families of Golden Mountain City were known far and near as nests of beauties. The Wang Family especially had beauties like clouds. Pull out any maid at random and she could count as a goddess. Those mistresses were each as beautiful as heavenly immortals.

If he could turn the Wang Family into a huge harem, this life would finally be truly worth living!

"Truly a fine bearing." Wang Yue nodded, then looked at the forty-odd martial artists behind Wang Jingyuan. "And you? If you have any requests, you might as well say them together."

Seeing Wang Yue agree to Wang Jingyuan so easily, a few old men who thought their seniority was not much worse than his could not help being moved.

But the situation was not very clear. One slip and they would bring fire on themselves. So they decided to watch first.

"Looks like you admit your merit is less than Senior Jingyuan’s. Since that’s so..." As Wang Yue spoke he suddenly turned, drew the saber at the waist of a martial artist standing not far behind him, and slashed like lightning.

Puff.

With a light sound the head of Wang Jingyuan’s grandson, still full of fantasies, flew off. Blood from the neck sprayed more than a zhang high.

The sudden change stunned everyone. For a moment no one could react.

Wang Yue acted as if nothing had happened. He said to Liu Mei, "Grandma Mei, give the order. Bury this person with the treatment of a Wang Family direct-line descendant. Enter his name in the clan register."

Then he looked at Wang Jingyuan. "Senior Jingyuan, I keep my word. Are you satisfied?"

Only then did Wang Jingyuan come back to himself. Shock and rage together, he roared, "Wang Yue, you little brat, you dare bully me like this!"

As he spoke five fingers became a claw and his arm shot to grab Wang Yue.

Liu Mei’s face changed. She wanted to rush forward to save him at once.

Then she heard Wang Yue say, "You all saw it. Wang Jingyuan striking a superior. It’s not me using power to bully people."

As he spoke Wang Yue leapt up and dodged that grab packed with rage.

Wang Yue now was already peak Nascent Soul sixth. On that alone Wang Jingyuan could not be his match.

Add that his true qi purity was a full thirty-odd times Wang Jingyuan’s. The two men’s strength was not in the same tier at all.

Worse, to establish might Wang Yue used his ultimate move at once.

Level-Eight Gale!

Boom!

One saber stroke and Wang Jingyuan, a mid Nascent Soul expert, was blasted into fragments by the powerful saber qi and became a rain of blood and flesh across the sky.

The gale that move raised blew on without losing force toward the forty-odd martial artists behind Wang Jingyuan.

Among those people there was no lack of experts. There were even two at Earth Threshold. But under this gale none of them could keep their feet. Where the wind passed, more than forty people rolled into a heap.

What Level-Eight Gale was this? Sixteen levels would not be enough!

The people behind Wang Yue were all shocked almost stupid.

Even Liu Mei could not help opening her mouth wide and could not close it for a moment.

Don’t say, she was already unmatched in beauty. The look of her little mouth open was truly a bit cute.

Fine. At her age using the word cute seemed a bit off, but for martial artists age truly did not count for much.

As long as cultivation was strong enough and they kept the body’s chance, even an old monster of a few hundred years could still marry and have children.

The gale Wang Yue’s big move raised was fully formed of heaven-and-earth primal qi, not ordinary air. Under his deliberate control, after it blew over those forty-odd martial artists it scattered at once.

Otherwise a gale this big blowing through would probably have left the whole underground sixth level a wreck.

"Young... Young Master, how can you be this... this..." After a while Liu Mei finally came back to herself, but did not know how to describe that saber of Wang Yue’s.

Power like that, even a peak Nascent Soul expert probably could not reach it. And Young Master was only eighteen!

Right then not only Liu Mei. Everyone present was shaken by that saber of Wang Yue’s like a heavenly god descending. They would probably never forget this scene in this life. Even if later they trained to Nascent Soul, Return True, or even higher, it would be hard to walk out from the shadow of that saber.

From this moment Wang Yue’s unmatched image would sink into the deepest part of their hearts and they would never again think of betraying the Wang Family or enraging Wang Yue.

"This is one of my big moves. Under ordinary conditions I don’t use it lightly." Wang Yue said a modest line, then said to the martial artist whose saber he had snatched, "Sorry. I ruined your saber. Later I’ll pay you back with a better one."

That long saber of fairly good quality, unable to take his powerful true qi pouring through it, had already shattered into a pile of powder.

"What is Young Master saying? It wasn’t anything special. I’ll just draw another from the factory." that martial artist said in a hurry.

Liu Mei smiled bitterly in secret. Young Master is simply too modest. What big move you don’t use lightly? Without enough cultivation how could you even use it?

Looks like this matter has to be reported to Miss as soon as possible. Miss probably doesn’t know Wang Yue’s true cultivation, or she wouldn’t have arranged a test like this for him.

But there was still one thing more urgent than reporting to Miss. The aftermath.

Wang Jingyuan not only had a wife. He kept several other women as well, and quite a few descendants. The one Wang Yue cut down with one saber was only the one with the best cultivation talent among his grandchildren.

If they did not deal with these people before news of Wang Jingyuan’s death got out, there might well be some chaos.

Liu Mei called a few of her confidants and had them set out at once to take control of Wang Jingyuan’s family. How they would be dealt with would depend on Liu Ruoshi’s meaning.

Wang Yue did not know Liu Mei was already preparing to file a little report on him. Even if he knew he would not have minded.

When he decided to settle Wang Jingyuan he had already stopped meaning to hide his cultivation from the family. He had even drafted how he would explain it.