Chapter 436 437: Leeks Delivered to the Door

This scene left everyone present completely dumbfounded.

The entire hall fell deathly silent.

Then, everyone turned in unison to look at Su Mo, their eyes filled with terror.

'That was just a chicken leg.'

Not only had it blocked the powerful, combined attack of the three Patriarchs, but it had also sent Patriarch Lan reeling and coughing up blood.

'What kind of terrifying power is this?'

Su Mo hurried forward. "Patriarch Lan, are you all right?"

"I..."

Patriarch Lan was too terrified to speak.

Su Mo sighed. "Ah, I was already being so careful to control my strength. I never thought I'd still end up injuring you. What a shame."

Everyone was speechless.

Su Mo took out a Healing Elixir and handed it to Patriarch Lan. "Take this. It will stabilize your injuries."

GULP!

Patriarch Lan took the Elixir Pill and swallowed it, and only then did he start to feel a little better.

"Young Master Su, just now I..."

Patriarch Lan lowered his head in shame.

He had just targeted Su Mo so aggressively, yet Su Mo had still given him an Elixir Pill to help him heal.

'How utterly humiliating.'

'Compared to Su Mo's magnanimity, I'm nothing but a petty villain. I don't deserve to live in this world.'

"It's nothing,"

Su Mo said coolly.

He had no real grudge against Patriarch Lan. A small lesson was enough; there was no need to press the issue.

Besides, Patriarch Lan had already realized his mistake.

Su Mo added lightly, "But you really should work on that arrogant temper of yours. After all, not everyone is as benevolent as I am."

"Yes, I will remember."

Patriarch Lan said with the utmost respect.

At this moment, not only had his previous pride vanished, but he was also like a chastened child, humbly accepting Su Mo's lesson.

He knew that Su Mo could crush him with a single finger.

The man just couldn't be bothered to deal with him.

Su Mo turned his head. "Patriarch Liang, Patriarch Yu, what about you two? Do you still want to fight?"

"We wouldn't dare!"

Liang Yi and Yu Tie hastily refused.

'Are you kidding me?'

'The man defeated all three of them with a half-eaten chicken leg. He'd completely cowed them.'

'Fight Su Mo?'

'They'd have to have a death wish.'

Su Mo asked, "So, does this mean I'm now qualified to eat at the same table as you?"

"Yes, of course, of course!"

Patriarch Lan agreed wholeheartedly.

Not only was Su Mo qualified to eat with them, he was qualified to act as their elder and lecture them in public.

"Young Master Su, have a chicken leg."

"What's so good about chicken? Young Master Su, you should have some beef instead. It's delicious and nutritious."

"Have the giant lobster instead!"

Everyone at the table scrambled to serve Su Mo food.

However, Su Mo picked up a piece of pork head from a platter. "Everyone, there's no need to serve me. I prefer this."

With that, Su Mo began to heartily devour the pork head.

Patriarch Zhao asked in a low voice, "Patriarch Lan, were any of you able to gauge Young Master Su's strength?"

"Well..."

Patriarch Lan said awkwardly, "Young Master Su moved too fast. I was sent flying and coughing up blood before I even knew what was happening. I couldn't tell at all."

"What? You couldn't tell?"

Patriarch Zhao exclaimed in horror.

Patriarch Lan whispered, "Although I couldn't determine Young Master Su's strength, for him to defeat the three of us simultaneously, he must be at least a Semi-Saint."

"A Semi-Saint? A Half-Step Martial Saint?"

Patriarch Zhao was shaken to his core.

Liang Yi and Yu Tie both nodded in agreement.

Patriarch Zhao mused, "Do you think that if Young Master Su were to join forces with the eight Semi-Saints of the Meteor Sect, they would be able to stand against the King of Reincarnation?"

"That would be difficult, wouldn't it?"

Patriarch Lan said, uncertain.

Yu Tie sighed. "It would be more than just difficult; it would be incredibly risky."

Liang Yi added, "Back then, although the eight Semi-Saints of the Meteor Sect succeeded in slaying a Saint, they paid a terrible price. The Meteor Sect's Seventh Elder still hasn't recovered to this day."

Patriarch Zhao's heart sank.

This matter concerned the very survival of all the great families in Meteor City. They had to choose the right side.

Otherwise, they would be doomed.

Yu Tie said grimly, "I've heard that the King of Reincarnation has not only sent men to our Meteor City but has also issued a Holy Edict to the great families of the Central Profound Domain, ordering them to unite against the Meteor Sect. The situation is a hundred times more perilous than it was back then."

"As it is, Meteor City is already in peril under the assault of the King of Reincarnation's dogs. When thousands more families arrive to attack, the city will be completely lost," Patriarch Lan said, a tremor of fear in his voice.

Everyone fell silent.

They didn't know what to do.

Only Su Mo, as if in a world of his own, seemed completely unconcerned with these matters, focusing only on filling his stomach.

After eating and drinking his fill,

Su Mo patted his round belly and suddenly asked, "Patriarch Zhao, how many masters have submitted to the King of Reincarnation so far?"

"I estimate around a hundred or so,"

Patriarch Zhao replied.

"Aside from the few great families here in Meteor City, quite a few families from other regions have submitted to the King of Reincarnation and accepted his Holy Edict."

"The number is not small."

Su Mo's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "That many? Hahaha, that's wonderful! Just wonderful!"

Hearing this, Patriarch Zhao and the others were all confused.

'Su Mo actually said it was wonderful?'

'Could it be that he also plans to submit to the King of Reincarnation?'

'That wouldn't be good at all.'

Little did they know, Su Mo meant the exact opposite.

The more people who surrendered to the King of Reincarnation, the more "leeks" there were for him to harvest, meaning he could obtain a vast amount of Treasure.

The thought of the impending great harvest made Su Mo even more excited.

However, just then...

A furious voice suddenly rang out from outside the door. "You, surnamed Zhao! All of you, get the hell out here!"

"That's... Li Yuandao's voice."

"What's he doing here?"

"Don't tell me Li Yuandao is here to cause trouble?"

The crowd murmured amongst themselves.

Soon, Li Yuandao strode in with over a hundred masters, a full thirty of whom were at the Martial Emperor Level.

Everyone present was shocked.

'How did the Li Family suddenly get so many Martial Emperors? That's more than all the Martial Emperors in Meteor City put together!'

Among the crowd was a familiar figure: the Celestial Envy Old Monster, the one who had killed Wang Yue.

'The Celestial Envy Old Monster? That old geezer came too?'

Patriarch Zhao felt a sense of foreboding.

Su Mo, however, just smiled.

'The Celestial Envy Old Monster's arrival is perfect.'

'This is a leek delivering itself right to my doorstep. I have to harvest it.'

'And harvest it thoroughly!'

Li Yuandao strode into the hall and said coldly, "Surnamed Zhao, hand over that little bastard Zhao Chengru brought back. Give him to me now!"

All eyes turned to Su Mo.

He was the only one present who had been brought back by Zhao Chengru and had also clashed with the Li Family.

"Who's this 'little bastard' you're calling for?"

Su Mo asked lazily.

Li Yuandao replied angrily, "The little bastard is calling... Damn it! You little brat, you dare try to trick me? Are you looking for death?"

"Trick you? Heh. If you weren't such a moron, how could I possibly trick you?"

Su Mo sneered.

Li Yuandao gritted his teeth. "Hmph, still acting arrogant, are we? Let me tell you straight—your good days are over."

"GYEHEHEHE, hand him over to me. I will chop off his head and hang it from the city walls,"

the Celestial Envy Old Monster cackled ominously.

Li Yuandao knew that the Celestial Envy Old Monster enjoyed torturing his victims, so he agreed. "Very well. The little bastard is all yours, senior. But you must guarantee he'll suffer a fate worse than death."