From the fake emperor to the concubine

"How can this be?"

"I must be seeing things."

"How could the Zheng family possibly have such a master?"

Several exclamations rose and fell, all coming from the experts who were besieging the Zheng family.

The reason they were so shocked was that the person whose weapon was casually snapped by Zheng Yi with his finger was a well-known expert among all those who besieged the Zheng family.

Qiu Hang, the Rock-Slaying Sword.

Even if a few sect elders who secretly followed him were to fight him one-on-one, they would definitely not be able to defeat him in less than a dozen or twenty moves.

But in front of this person who came out of the tomb, they seemed so vulnerable.

Although no one knows why, the Zheng family suddenly has such a master.

However, they had already come to their door, and it was a fight to the death, so they naturally wouldn't stop just because one person appeared.

"This is a tricky idea, let's take him down together."

Almost without hesitation, all the enemy's top fighters launched their strongest attacks at the same time against Chu Shizhao.

They were all seasoned veterans, and they could roughly gauge the level of their enemies with just a glance.

No one held back, and no one dared to hold back.

They all understood that if the person in front of them didn't die, they would be the ones to die.

"The Invisible Ice Sword!"

"Thousand Green Poison Palm!"

"Hunter's Cloud Blade!"

Multicolored rays of light rained down on Zheng Yi.

For a moment, the sounds of explosions were deafening.

Many of the weaker members of the Zheng family were knocked unconscious simply by being affected by the gale.

The glimmer of hope that had risen for Zheng Tianhao, the head of the Zheng family, instantly turned into endless despair.

"It's over. Even if our ancestors were incredibly powerful, they couldn't stop us from achieving so many great accomplishments."

However, Zheng Yi simply flashed forward and blocked all the Zheng family members behind him.

He still doesn't know what happened.

But it was clear that these people kneeling on the ground were with him.

Although these people are relatively weak.

Regardless of strength, as long as they are one of our own, we should protect them first.

At the very least, we cannot allow those who indiscriminately attempt to kill us to succeed.

Zheng Yi raised his hand, and a white shield formed in front of him.

The next moment, all the attacks from those experts landed on the shield.

The continuous, violent explosions completely engulfed Zheng Yi.

The fierce attack lasted for a full half-incense stick's time before it stopped, and the thick smoke from the explosion filled the entire courtyard.

"Wind Control Technique!"

With a sharp cry, the wind swept away all the smoke and dust.

But when they saw the scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Zheng Yi stood proudly like a pine tree, without even a speck of dust on him.

Their most powerful attacks didn't even scratch the skin.

"What kind of magic is this? How can it be so powerful?"

"Not necessarily, it might be a magic weapon."

Someone complained angrily, "Damn it, the Zheng family actually has such a master! We didn't even have a clue about it before."

"What's the point of talking about this now? Keep attacking, I don't believe he can hold out for long."

The next moment, a barrage of attacks followed.

Zheng Yi's lips curled up slightly.

These people are really weak. Looking around, the strongest one is only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

They are still far from breaking through the crystallization stage.

The shield he used to defend against these people's attacks was not a spell at all, and of course it couldn't have been made with any magical artifact.

It's simply a matter of releasing one's spiritual energy.

Even so, these people couldn't break through his defenses at all.

The main reason Zheng Yi didn't act immediately was that he wanted to test the true strength of these people.

After realizing they were really bad, Zheng Yi didn't bother to argue with them anymore.

He raised his hand, extended his finger, and gently tapped the person closest to him.

A sword aura shot out like a flashlight, sweeping across the crowd.

"what!"

One after another, piercing screams rang out.

The sword energy passed straight through everyone in the line, and no cultivator could withstand it.

The vast majority of them died instantly with a large hole in their chest.

Some, whether lucky or unlucky, only had half a shoulder or arm shattered by the sword energy, and were now clutching their wounds, screaming in agony.

Such terrifying power caused those who were desperately attacking Zheng Yi to involuntarily stop their actions.

They stopped, but Zheng Yike did not.

The terrifying sword energy suddenly exploded out like a fan, sweeping across like a stick.

It wasn't that they didn't want to dodge, but the speed of the sword energy was simply too fast. Most people didn't even have time to make a move before their lives were reaped by this terrifying sword energy.

The Zheng family was completely dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, a dramatic change occurred, and almost everyone who was still standing was killed by the sword energy.

The blood of their enemies almost filled the small courtyard.

Only a few lucky ones escaped serious injury, but they were too terrified to utter a sound.

Zheng Yi didn't make any further moves. Instead, he calmly said to the bewildered members of the Zheng family, "The rest is up to you."

He had just checked, and although he didn't know why, these people were indeed his bloodline.

However, this bloodline was extremely thin, and he couldn't even detect it without careful examination.

Since it really concerns him, he naturally won't sit idly by.

Now, he wanted to see just how good his cheap descendants really were.

The Zheng family did not react for a long time, as if they had not heard Zheng Yi's words at all.

Zheng Tianhao was the first to come to his senses. Without saying a word, he rushed over, picked up a blood-stained longsword from the ground, and stabbed it into the neck of a still-living person.

Seeing this, the others also began to take action.

The Zheng family was a large clan, and countless people died at the hands of these bandits in this battle.

They had long wanted to avenge their loved ones.

Seeing their actions, Zheng Yi nodded in satisfaction.

People are not afraid of being incompetent; what they fear most is having no backbone at all.

Although Zheng Yi was quite dissatisfied with their previous practice of relying on himself due to their lack of strength, he was not so much inclined to pity even wounded bandits. They were all executed, without a single survivor.

Only the corpses of the enemy remained in the courtyard, which reeked of blood.

Although there are still some remnants of enemies within the family mansion, they can handle those scattered enemies themselves; it's not like they need the help of their ancestor, Zheng Yi, for something like this.

The Zheng family began cleaning up the body and tidying up the mess.

Zheng Yi was also carefully invited by Zheng Tianhao to the main hall of the family.

After taking his seat, Zheng Tianhao rubbed his hands together, looking at Zheng Yi with a nervous expression, as if he was carefully considering his words.

Since the clan leader didn't speak, the others naturally didn't dare to say anything more.

Some people looked down at the tea leaves in their teacups, as if there was something particularly attractive inside.

Some people play with their fingers, finding it more fun than any game.

Some people have lifeless eyes; although they are still sitting in their seats, their souls have probably already flown far away.

Zheng Yi could even vaguely see something dripping from the other person's mouth.

……

"What kind of amazing stuff is this?" Zheng Yi was utterly speechless.

Why did he feel that all his descendants seemed to be incredibly intelligent?
The family had just gone through a fierce battle.

Having survived a near-death experience, they shouldn't be so relaxed, if not murderous.
No wonder such a large family has fallen to such a miserable state.

However, Zheng Yi did not come away empty-handed.

Among these brilliant minds, one person stood out particularly.

This person is thin and has a very effeminate appearance, and the upturned corners of his eyes give him a somewhat mean look.

Although he behaved no differently from others.

But how could it possibly escape Zheng Yi's notice?

Since arriving at the main hall, this person hadn't looked at him once and seemed quite flustered.

Despite his efforts to demonstrate, his frequent glances towards the outside clearly indicated his extreme anxiety.

Then the problem is coming.

As a member of the Zheng family, his ancestor had just emerged from seclusion to eliminate all the enemies who had invaded the Zheng family.

At such a time, as a member of the Zheng family, he should be excited. What could possibly make him so anxious?

“Ancestor…” Zheng Tianhao pondered for a long time before finally speaking with difficulty.

Before him stood, after all, the ancestor of the Zheng family from countless generations ago.

Before he could even open his mouth, Zheng Yi waved his hand to interrupt him.

Pointing to the problematic member of the Zheng family, he asked, "Who is he?"

The person Zheng Yi was pointing at looked completely bewildered: "Ancestor, are you talking about me?"

The other members of the Zheng family in the main hall also came to their senses and all turned their puzzled gazes toward that person.

Among them, Zheng Tianhao thought about it the most and the most complicatedly.

Strange, why didn't the ancestor speak to me, but instead asked Zheng Yun about his origins?
The more Zheng Tianhao thought about it, the more terrified he became.

It must be because my previous performance displeased our ancestors.

It would be strange if our ancestors were satisfied. As the clan leader, I couldn't do anything when a powerful enemy invaded, and could only go to the place where our ancestors were in seclusion to cry and complain.

I'm so incompetent, my ancestors must be very dissatisfied with me.

Although Zheng Yun is young, he's only slightly less handsome than me; he does have a decent appearance.

Moreover, Zheng Yun was indeed the most composed one when faced with a powerful enemy invasion.

Could it be that?
No, it must be like this...

These thoughts of Zheng Tianhao only flashed through his mind like lightning, probably not even lasting a second.

Zheng Tianhao knelt down in front of Zheng Yi with a thud and wailed, "Ancestor... Waaah... I admit that I am indeed incompetent... Waaah, as the clan leader, not only have I failed to make the Zheng family flourish, but it has also become worse day by day."

"Now, we're even being bullied by the enemy."

“I am incompetent, I am useless, please punish me, Ancestor. But... please, Ancestor, have mercy on me, for I have worked hard all these years, even if I have not made any great contributions, please spare my life.”

This guy was so breathless when he spoke; it was heartbreaking to hear and tearful to see.

Even Zheng Yi was a little confused about what this guy was up to.

He hadn't even said anything yet, so why was this guy kneeling on the ground and starting to cry?
And she cried so horribly.

I was just about to ask him what was going on with this guy.

A person next to him angrily accused, "Zheng Tianhao, stop putting on this pathetic act in front of our ancestors."

"Our ancestor was wise and powerful. Do you think he would be deceived by your lies?"

After saying that, he even smiled ingratiatingly at Zheng Yi.

His expression was as if he were asking for credit.

……

Zheng Yi suddenly felt extremely overwhelmed.

He was a time traveler, and he had traveled to more than one world.

What kind of conspiracies and schemes hasn't he experienced?

But he really couldn't understand the scene before him!
What on earth is wrong with these two?
Could it be that I unintentionally revealed some information to the two of them through my body movements or other means?
Zheng Yi even looked down at himself with a lack of confidence.

There shouldn't be any problems, right?
"Shut up!" Seeing Zheng Tianhao still crying and wailing, Zheng Yi's patience finally wore thin. He slammed his hand on the table and roared furiously.

Zheng Tianhao, who was crying loudly, suddenly fell silent.

The Zheng family member who had accused Zheng Tianhao was also startled and quickly returned to his seat like a frightened mouse.

He hunched his shoulders, trying to minimize his presence.

It was as if this would make Zheng Yi forget him.

Seeing their appearance, Zheng Yi suddenly became wary.

That shouldn't be the case. He has cultivated for so many years, and his state of mind is completely different from before.

When did I become so impulsive?

Just because of one person's lament, I became irritable and angry.

In the past, Zheng Yi couldn't have imagined how many times he would have died because of this.

Zheng Yi took a deep breath to calm himself down.

With a forced smile, he asked, "Tell me about your matter first. When did I say I was going to punish you? Oh, and I haven't asked your name yet?"

From the moment we met until now, I haven't even asked the other person's name.

"Reporting to our ancestor," Zheng Tianhao replied with a forced smile, wiping away his tears. "This junior is called Zheng Tianhao."

Zheng Yi nodded slightly and got straight to the point: "Tell me, why did you suddenly cry just now? Do you think I, your ancestor, am going to kill you?"

Zheng Tianhao said with a stiff face, "Even if you don't want my life, Ancestor, you should at least remove me from my position as clan leader, right? After all, it's my incompetence that allowed these people to come and attack our door."

"Moreover, not only were we unable to repel the enemy, we also led them to the place where you, Ancestor, were in seclusion. We would be grateful if you could take action to deal with the enemy."

“Unfilial descendants deserve to die ten thousand times over.”

As he spoke, Zheng Tianhao was about to kneel down again.

With a slight lift of Zheng Yi's finger, Zheng Tianhao immediately felt himself being controlled by a tremendous force, unable to kneel down no matter what he did. (End of Chapter)