Chapter 308: Sumbit

The crushed body of the Vance clan’s elite assassin lay completely still on the cobblestones of the distant plaza, his primary meridians shattered by Tony’s devastating counter-shot.

The dark purple smoke from the shadow-infused arrow release slowly drifted away into the sky, leaving the ruined courtyard of the Faith Family estate in a state of absolute, blood-chilling silence.

Thousands of citizens and rogue cultivators watching from the edge of the market district held their breath, completely paralyzed by the terrifying speed of Tony’s reflexes.

Tony Clark casually rolled his shoulders, his standard lazy posture perfectly restored as his fingers lightly caressed the sleek, runic frame of the Void Dragon’s Shadow Bow. His exposed right hand didn’t show even a single scratch from the poison needles he had caught; his skin’s pearlescent hardness, forged beneath the mountain waterfall, had completely neutralized the impact.

“The minor distractions from the outside rooftops are officially cleared, Julie,” Tony murmured smoothly, his deep baritone voice carrying a chilling, razor-sharp edge that cut straight through the cold air. He didn’t even look back at his new soul servant, his dark eyes locking entirely onto the pale, hyper-ventilating figures of the remaining Faith elders. “Step forward right now and show your biological father the absolute reality of our new arrangement.”

“Yes, Master,” Julie Faith replied softly, her silky voice entirely stripped of its former royal pride.

Before her father or any of the surrounding guards could even attempt to form a defensive wall, Julie stepped forward with smooth, fluid grace, her violet eyes completely calm and filled with the serene, brainwashed devotion that the Absolute Soul Servant Contract had permanently anchored deep within her soul signature. She didn’t look at her lineage with a single fraction of remorse or familial hesitation; to her reconditioned mind, executing Tony’s absolute will was the single most important task in the universe.

The current Head of the Faith Family—Julie’s biological father—stood on the steps of the grand ancestral hall, his fine silk robes completely dishevelled as he stared at his daughter’s cold, expressionless approach. His heart pounded furiously against his ribs, a sudden, frantic panic completely washing over his mind as he realized the proud premier genius of his bloodline had been turned into a brainwashed puppet.

“Julie! What… what in the absolute world are you doing?!” the Faith Family Head shrieked, his voice cracking with a breathless terror that echoed hauntingly off the bare stone walls. “You are the First Lady of our premier clan! How can you stand beside this ruthless criminal and turn your back on your own ancestors?! Return to my side this instant and help me activate our secondary hidden defense arrays!”

Julie didn’t answer his frantic cries with words. With a sudden, explosive motion that completely bypassed her father’s sluggish reflexes, she violently thrust her right palm forward, channeling the full, dense depth of her inner disciple energy. A powerful, dark-purple wave of binding elemental force violently erupted from her fingers, instantly wrapping around her biological father’s limbs like an unbreakable physical vice.

BANG!

The Faith Family Head let out a muffled, choked gasp as the absolute binding force violently slammed his body down onto his knees against the hard, dusty stone floor of his own courtyard, completely paralyzing his meridian flow and pinning his arms tightly behind his back.

The remaining family elders stood paralyzed in sheer, unadulterated horror, their eyes widening to the size of saucers as they witnessed the proud premier genius of their bloodline personally subduing her own biological father on the spot without a single microsecond of hesitation.

“Your line has officially run out of moves, Father,” Julie said flatly, her voice dripping with an absolute, chilling coldness as she kept her palm pressed against his spine to maintain the seal. “Everything the Faith Family owns now belongs exclusively to my Master, Tony Clark. If you dare to resist his absolute authority for even another second, I will personally shatter your core spiritual sea right here in front of our ancestors.”

Tony let out a loud, confident laugh that echoed merrily across the ruined avenue, his signature villainous smirk returning to his lips as he casually strode forward, his heavy boots making a clear clicking sound on the marble floor as he approached the kneeling family head. He unslung the magnificent dragon-bone bow from his back, using the heavy riser to carelessly tilt the old man’s chin upward, forcing him to look directly into his dark, predatory eyes.

“Stand up, old thief, and lead the way inside,” Tony commanded ruthlessly, his tone full of shameless defiance as he grabbed the old man by his hair and violently dragged him to his feet. “We are marching directly into your main ancestral hall right now, and you are going to hand over every single hidden inheritance token to your family’s secret mountain caches before the sun sets today.”

The grand mahogany doors of the ancestral hall were violently kicked open, and Tony Clark marched straight into the absolute heart of the Faith Family’s sacred sanctuary, completely ignoring the rows of glowing spiritual tablets representing their past ancestors.

The room was immense, built from pure white jade and filled with ancient treasures, but Tony didn’t waste a single fraction of his time on aesthetic appreciation. He threw the trembling Faith Family Head onto the hard marble floor directly before the central altar, his tall frame casting a massive, intimidating shadow over the old man’s rigid posture.

“You have exactly ten seconds to hand over the three Ancient Inheritance Tokens to your secret mountain vaults,” Tony sneered coldly, his deep voice carrying a chilling edge that completely crushed the family head’s remaining composure. He reached into his dark cloak, pulling out a heavy stack of his mass-produced Homing Shadow Talismans and letting them float around his physical frame like a shield of glowing purple cards.

“If you try to play another dirty script or hide the coordinates from my Truth Eye, I will command Julie to execute every single disciple of your bloodline inside this hall, grind your ancestral tablets into dust, and turn your entire estate into a permanent graveyard. The choice is entirely yours, but my patience has reached its absolute limit.”

The Faith Family Head stared up at the young master, his teeth chattering violently as the absolute, crushing reality of his total bankruptcy and ruin completely washed over his mind. He looked at his brainwashed daughter waiting by the doorway, his shattered outer gates, and the massive Crimson Shadow Griffin resting in the courtyard, realizing with absolute terror that Tony Clark had completely won the match, and that trying to fight back would result in nothing more than total annihilation.

With trembling, bloody fingers, the old man reached into the hidden compartment of his high-grade spatial storage ring, pulling out three ancient, black jade tablets wrapped in dense, volatile runic carvings that hummed with the defensive laws of their mountain caches.

“Here… here are the secret tokens!” the Faith Family Head whispered in absolute despair, holding them up with both hands in complete submission.

“They hold the spatial coordinates to our highest-grade reserves hidden deep within the ancestral ranges! Just take them and spare our lives!”

Tony casually snatched the cold black jade tablets from his hands, a slow, ruthlessly brilliant grin curling the corners of his lips as his consciousness instantly connected with the newly reawakened system interface inside his mind, ready to scan the artifacts for any hidden, toxic traps before finalizing his ultimate takeover of the entire region.

-Tq guys