Chapter 202: Chapter 0202: The Lamb Turns into a Fierce Tiger_1
"You don’t keep your word. How can you still call yourself a Sect Leader?" Before Zhang Bin had time to speak, Liu Ruomei, who stood behind him, said indignantly.
"Hahaha... This is merely a strategy to save someone. It has nothing to do with keeping one’s word. I can only say that you’re foolish," Zhu Yuanwu sneered maliciously. "Daring to cripple my son means you should be prepared to pay with your lives. Today, both of you will die here."
"Shameless." Liu Ruomei trembled with anger.
"Hahaha..." Zhu Yuanwu, far from feeling shame, seemed proud and laughed triumphantly.
As he climbed to his feet, Zhu Qing’s face twisted with a vindictive sneer. "Hahaha... You dared to seek out my father? I knew you would end up as corpses."
"Aren’t you afraid of my Supreme Pure Gate?" A puzzled look crossed Zhang Bin’s face.
"The Taiqing Sect? I’m scared, very scared," Zhu Yuanwu said with a strange laugh. "But if I kill you, who will know it was the Qingyun Sect’s doing? As long as the bodies are destroyed and no evidence remains, no one will be the wiser."
"Don’t you realize that someone is missing?" Zhang Bin looked at his opponent as though he were a fool.
"That was just an ordinary person. How could he possibly be involved with the Taiqing Sect? Even if he wanted to inform them, he couldn’t," Zhu Yuanwu sneered coldly. "Besides, how could we possibly let him escape? Silencing an ordinary person is even easier than killing a chicken."
"Utterly deranged."
Liu Ruomei shook violently, her heart filled with despair. After all, the enemy was too powerful. Killing her and Zhang Bin would be easy, and even though Rabbit King Chen Junheng possessed amazing computer skills, he had no combat ability. He hadn’t gotten far, so it’s very possible that he has already fallen into their hands. Otherwise, why haven’t we encountered him on the road? Tears streamed down her face. This disaster is of my own making. Not only am I about to die, but I’ve also doomed Zhang Bin and Chen Junheng to untimely deaths. Am I truly a harbinger of disaster?
"You’ve planned well, but do you really think you can kill me?" A bone-chilling murderous aura burst forth from Zhang Bin as killing intent surged in his heart.
He did not like to kill, but he was left with no choice. A monster this cruel and deranged, who had reached the Liquid Phase Middle Stage, was incredibly dangerous. The harm he could cause was immense. If one day he were to reach the Golden Core Realm, wouldn’t he turn the heavens upside down? How many good people would he kill? How many women would he violate? To kill such a person would be to rid society of a scourge.
"Hahaha... Zhang Bin, in my eyes, you’re nothing but a weak ant. Don’t you know that in the Martial World you’ve been nicknamed ’the Lamb Genius’?" Zhu Yuanwu laughed wildly, his face filled with scorn and contempt.
"The Lamb Genius?" Zhang Bin was so angry he felt he was about to explode.
"Precisely, ’the Lamb Genius.’ It means that while you are indeed a genius for reaching the Qi Sea Realm at your age, anyone can bully you. You lack spirit and have no ability to fight back. Even the mundane world can bully you repeatedly, extorting your formulas and seizing your wealth. You’re lucky you had a hacker to help you, otherwise you’d be rotting in prison by now, if not already dead," Zhu Yuanwu said contemptuously. "A lamb like you dares to blackmail my Qingyun Sect? You’re blind as a dog."
"Lamb genius, did you hear that? Hurry up and kill yourself. I’ll feed your corpse to the wolves," Zhu Qing also shouted disdainfully.
"Very well. Today, I will use your blood to cleanse my name and let the Martial World know whether Zhang Bin is a lamb or a fierce tiger!" A cold light shot from Zhang Bin’s eyes. "Are you prepared for death?"
His mind was now crystal clear. Even though he had fabricated a powerful sect backing him, it wasn’t enough. Without demonstrating his own overwhelming strength and ruthless methods, the wolves lurking in the shadows would not be deterred. They would continue to covet his wealth and treasures, just less blatantly. If he had appeared here today as his senior brother Zhang Kai, this Qingyun Sect Leader, Zhu Yuanwu, would surely have been scared out of his wits and would have submitted obediently. And he wouldn’t have had to kill anyone. Therefore, it was time to make a name for himself. It was time to display his formidable strength and bloody methods.
"Hahaha... The lamb genius is angry. I’m so scared," Zhu Yuanwu said with scorn before shouting, "Since you don’t want to kill yourself, I’ll cut off your balls and make you eat them, then I’ll chop off your head and kick it around like a soccer ball."
Finishing his threat, he sprang into action. With a stomp of his foot, the bluestone slabs shattered. He lunged at Zhang Bin like a bolt of lightning. The cleaving knife in his hand generated a Blade Qi several meters long, its killing intent rolling forth like a tidal wave—utterly terrifying.
I never became my brother-in-law’s woman, but I will die with him. Is this happiness or sorrow? This thought surfaced in Liu Ruomei’s mind. She never dreamed that Zhang Bin could win; after all, the power and aura her opponent displayed were simply terrifying.
"Heh heh... I’ll be kicking Zhang Bin’s head around like a ball soon enough," Zhu Qing sneered with excited anticipation.
As for the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, they were not very happy; most remained silent. They were not evil people, but cultivators who preferred to live in peace with the world. Seeing their Sect Leader acting so tyrannically and indiscriminately killing innocents, they all disapproved.
Go! Zhang Bin roared in his heart.
SWOOSH...
A white beam of light burst from his Sword Box, shooting toward Zhu Yuanwu at two thousand meters per second.
My God, that’s a Flying Sword! A treasure only a Golden Core Realm Cultivator can use! I’m doomed! So Zhang Bin isn’t a lamb, but a terrifying powerhouse who can kill with Sword Control. I courted death this time. I have so many regrets! I’m so stupid! Why did I go back on my word? Why did I spoil my son so much? Zhu Yuanwu’s soul seemed to scatter with fright, his face contorting with intense regret. Yet he didn’t give up, swinging the sabre in his hand at great speed in a desperate attempt to block the Flying Sword.
Alas, his sabre swung through empty air. The Flying Sword had already penetrated his forehead, exiting through the back of his head with a brilliant spray of blood. It then curved and flew back into the Sword Box at Zhang Bin’s waist.
Zhu Yuanwu plummeted into darkness. With a THUD, he landed flat on his back, his eyes wide open but already devoid of life.
The extremely powerful Qingyun Sect Leader, Zhu Yuanwu, who had cultivated to the Liquid Phase Middle Stage, was thus slain by Zhang Bin’s Sword Control