The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 107 Half Saint
The furtive couple outside the house were talking quietly, and Zhang Huan, who was listening inside the house, remained silent.

He sat firmly in the formation, holding his voice and breath, using divine prohibition to enhance his perception, and listened carefully.

Although he has not yet reached the Immortal Platform and the secret realm is incomplete, with Zhang Huan's many years of emperor-level enlightenment, it is easy for him to enter the Divine Forbidden Zone at the Divine Bridge realm against all odds.

The formation he set up in the house was also rather crude, but with the source technique he had learned from the Source Emperor, it was no problem to use it to block the perception of saint-level cultivators.

According to Zhang Huan's understanding, the northwestern continent is geographically remote on the ancient star, and few major forces pay attention to it. There are only a handful of local cultivators who can cultivate into saints, and stronger ones only exist in legends.

In such a remote and poor place, most of the cultivators are of low strength, and there are almost no people who can see through Zhang Huan's simple formation.

Even the patriarch of the Zhang family, the strongest person in Yun Country, is only at the level of a semi-saint, and his strength is still far from that.

The two people outside the house were at most immortal level 2 and apparently did not notice anything unusual. They determined that Zhang Huan was not there, and heard rustling sounds through the window.

"Why is this little thing so abnormal today? He didn't even come back to the house. I don't know where he is hiding now."

"He ran pretty fast. Could it be that the front line also passed on some news to him, which made this little guy so alert?"

The female voice said unrulyly, and there was some suspicion in her words when she asked the other person.

These words made Zhang Huan frown slightly, and he felt a little concerned. If nothing unexpected happened, the head of the Zhang family would be at the front line she mentioned.

The so-called front line, as the name suggests, is the border where two armies are fighting. The Yun Kingdom is confronting an empire on the border.

The cause of the incident was three years ago. Originally, the clan head was suppressing the situation. Even if the great elders had evil intentions, they had to behave themselves and did not dare to overstep the line.

Such women didn't even dare to have any thoughts and just went through the motions. How could they have the courage to attack and kill Zhang Huan?

It was not until three years ago when the You Kingdom, which bordered Dayun, launched a massive invasion and the head of the Zhang family was forced to join the war that they had the opportunity to show their fangs.

The ruler of You State mobilized the entire country to offer sacrifices using ancient evil methods, and regardless of the cost, he was promoted half a step and became a true saint.

Then, he was full of energy and determined to avenge the murder of his ancestors by the ancestor of the Zhang family. He led his troops to attack the Yun Kingdom and head towards the Zhang family.

Thousands of years of peace were broken. The Yun Kingdom had no saint-level strongman in charge, and could not stop the attack of the King of You Kingdom. The head of the family could only ask for the immortal holy soldiers of his ancestors and rush to the front line to suppress the enemy.

This time he was gone for three years, and no one expected it to take so long.

It was heard that an external force intervened and conspired with the King of You State, and also provided a holy weapon to help him resist the immortal holy weapon of the ancestor of the Zhang family.

The battle situation thus gradually changed from white-hot to a confrontation. The dark forces would use the holy soldiers to attack from time to time. Every time, the Yun Kingdom had to ask the immortal holy soldiers to fight back, and the ancestor of the Zhang family was unable to get away.

As time went by, Shunwei, the great elder in power, further consolidated his power and his ambitions grew.

Without someone to suppress this lineage, his daughter-in-law gradually let herself go, and started to interfere in the Zhang family's affairs, acting like a mistress, and her true colors were gradually revealed.

Even though he pretended to be peaceful on the surface, he was actually becoming more and more rude to Zhang Huan. He treated him as an enemy to be dealt with and even wanted to kill him at this moment.

"Originally, I had no power, so I was helpless. Now, it doesn't matter if we have to fall out."

Although Zhang Huan only has the cultivation level of Shenqiao, it would not be difficult for him to escape from the hands of the most powerful elder of the Zhang family if he uses certain means.

Moreover, if he had enough resources and was adequately prepared, he would be able to kill the great elder at the level of Zhan Dao.

Then the male voice outside the house said:

"Well, no matter what, we can't kill him today. Let's go back. It would be bad if someone saw us."

The man lowered his voice deliberately, sounding a little timid, fearing from the bottom of his heart that he would be discovered.

"If someone tells our father about this, we won't be able to explain ourselves."

He did it on impulse at the instigation of his wife, but when he really did it, he became afraid that the truth would be exposed.

After all, Zhang Huan is different from the servants who no one cares about. He is the only grandson of the master of the family. If this matter is exposed, the consequences will be disastrous and he cannot afford it.

Regretting having listened to the woman, the man now took advantage of Zhang Huan's absence and begged her to give up.

The owner of the male voice was the only son of the great elder, so Zhang Huan was not surprised to hear this.

In Zhang Huan's impression, this person has always been timid and has no opinion of his own. Living under the shadow of his father, he will never achieve anything great.

He usually obeys his father in a timid way, has little courage, and has accomplished nothing, like a weakling in will.

But he married a strong wife, who was not very accomplished but had a bad temper. She often relied on the support of her family to bully him and made him unable to raise his head at home.

Seeing that he had no future and brought up the great elder again, the woman outside the room became a little agitated and started to criticize him harshly, even speaking a little louder.

"You useless loser, it's already come to this, what are you still afraid of? Even if you cause unrest in the entire Zhang family, what can it do?

Do you know that if you accomplish this, your father will wake up laughing in his dreams!"

The woman was very angry and pointed at his forehead to lecture him, her words implying that he was a hopeless case.

She took a deep breath to suppress her anger, patted her chest, and explained the pros and cons to him in a cold voice.

"We all know the intelligence from yesterday. Not long ago, the head of the family on the front line spent a lot of money to obtain a bottle of Nine Apertures Spiritual Fluid that can cleanse bones and marrow."

"If we don't take advantage of today to get rid of this little bastard, and just wait like this, once he has cleaned up his qualifications, he can also turn from a waste into an incredible genius."

"If he were a mortal, it would be fine, but now that he has the qualifications, will the position of the future head of the family still be the turn of the great elder and your grandson? Do you still want your father to continue to be suppressed by a junior and unable to raise his head?"

"By then, there will be no chance for your family to turn things around. You have to think carefully. Your father and your own son will have to listen to that little bastard for the rest of their lives. Can you bear it?"

The man showed reluctance on his face, turned his head away and sighed: "Even if this is the case, you have to tell your father first and let him decide."

"He has been suppressed by the Patriarch all his life. Doesn't he feel aggrieved? If the Patriarch was not still alive, I think he would have wanted to get rid of this brat a long time ago!"

"While the head of the family hasn't returned yet, this is a golden opportunity. We should kill this brat first, then refine and control it, and get the Nine Apertures Spiritual Fluid sent from the front line."

"Give half to Qian'er to improve his qualifications and help him have a smoother future. Give the other half to your father to use the power of medicine to help him break through to the Saint Realm."

"The patriarch was injured on the front line trying to seize this bottle of medicine. He will not be able to recover in a few years. Without the immortal holy weapon left by our ancestors, he will not be able to defeat the great elder who has also been promoted to a semi-saint."

“As long as we refuse to admit it and believe that the brat disappeared on his own, then even if the Patriarch comes back, he won’t be able to convict us with the support of the Great Elder and my family!”

"As for that immortal holy weapon, it's the holy weapon left by your Zhang family's ancestors. Are you still afraid that it will attack your own people?" There was silence outside the house. The man scratched his head with a complicated expression. He was upset and couldn't make up his mind.

"You have also seen how hard our Qian'er has worked. He has suffered so much and practiced sword skills day and night just to be able to enter the Taiji Palace and lead the Zhang family to dominate the northwest continent in the future."

"His talent is rare in the Zhang family, and it takes a thousand years for him to appear. He has a bright future. Do you have the heart to let him be ruined by a bottle of medicine, and live a miserable life with no head held up?"

"When this kid gets the qualification to wash with liquid medicine, his talent will be even better than our Qian'er's. What can Qian'er use to compete with him?"

"What virtue or ability does he have? He is a useless person who can't practice cultivation. Why can he just sit back and reap the benefits and suppress our Qian'er? Is it just because he was born better?"

"You are his father. If you don't stand up for Qian'er, who else can help Qian'er?"

The woman complained angrily and appealed to the man's emotions, which made the man, a father, feel upset and his face showed an expression of resentment.

"You're right. Then... I'll do as you say. For Qian'er's future, I'll give it a try."

The man took a long breath to calm himself down. He couldn't bear to see his son repeat the mistakes of his father, so he was persuaded and decided to kill his son to fight for a better future for him.

"That brat has no cultivation, where can he run to? He must be in the Zhang family. With your great cultivation, how can you not find him?"

"The Zhang family is so big, I can't know everything. Even my father can make mistakes sometimes, let alone me."

The man shook his head and explained in a low voice.

Many places in the clan have restrictions to prevent spiritual consciousness from entering, not only to protect certain resources or industries, but also for safety and privacy reasons.

"I have already sent people to guard all the doors, big or small, during the day. I can conclude that he is inside the Zhang family."

"There are only a limited number of places that block the divine consciousness from entering. If we search them one by one, we will definitely find this little guy. He has no cultivation and cannot escape."

"We will separate. You will search in the inner courtyard yourself, turning over every inch of soil. I will go to the outer courtyard to look for him. We must find him tonight!"

"I heard from our spies at the front that the person who delivered the Nine Apertures Spiritual Liquid is an expert. It will be difficult to take action once he arrives. We are now racing against time!"

The woman's eyes were like those of a wolf, and she repeatedly warned the men that they were fighting for their lives, and whether they could turn things around depended on this night.

The man nodded heavily, knowing the importance of the matter, and flew on the snow, disappearing into the white snow.

The woman also looked around, then flew to the other side to explore the Zhang family's treasure house, which was most likely to be hidden.

Zhang Huan had a grim expression in the room. It seemed that the couple were tired of living and dared to murder him under his nose.

They acted separately, indicating that they were creating opportunities for themselves to kill them one after the other.

Perhaps they felt that Zhang Huan was just an ordinary person and posed no threat to them, and that any one of them could easily defeat him, so they were so confident in arresting him.

The woman was very clear about the principle of "the victor is the king and the loser is the bandit". At this point, she was not afraid that any secret treasure Zhang Huan might have on him would cause a stir, and she was determined to kill him.

Today, the Zhang family is almost entirely ruled by the eldest elder. Under the suppression of power, the small number of people who are still loyal to the head of the family dare not make any moves.

Zhang Huan's parents had died a long time ago, and he had never seen them. He was all alone, and no one in his family would really stand up for him.

If this goes on, everything will be just as the woman thought. The Zhang family will completely fall into the hands of the great elder. If the head of the family wants to seek justice, he will face resistance from the entire clan, and it will be difficult to distinguish right from wrong.

Isn't it the same as Ru Huang? The supreme bone was dug out, and he was the victim. His relatives just wanted justice, but they were targeted instead. It was difficult to make the murderer surrender, and they were beaten by their own clansmen.

Right and wrong are in people’s hearts, but people cannot distinguish between right and wrong and only recognize power.

"What a vicious woman, she would do anything to protect her son's future, robbing and plundering, and ruining other people's lives."

Zhang Huan's eyes were cold and murderous intent was like a tide.

"If it was my first life, I would have endured and grown up, waiting for another day to break into the clan and take revenge. This is the safest plan, but..."

He doesn't need to do that now. Whoever dares to harm him in this way will be beaten to death to solve the root of the problem.

If these two people were together all the time, Zhang Huan would have to spend more effort, but if they were separated, they would be like two lone ants and could be killed with a few slaps.

"You dare to assassinate me, are you worthy?"

Just as Zhang Huan was using a secret method to conceal his breath, he stopped. Another uninvited guest came to the roof and slowly fell straight down from the sky onto the eaves.

His breath is like that of an ordinary person, but the origin in his body is as bright and dazzling as the sun, and his life level is extraordinary, as if he has transcended this world and become a god.

Those wisps of sensed aura were enough to make the King of Slashing tremble and prostrate himself. It was a manifestation of the higher evolution of life. Just a strand of hair could kill a powerful person.

Half Saint!

Zhang Huan had a solemn brow and sat cross-legged, controlling his body so as not to make any sound.

He was sure that this person had not just arrived and had been looking at this place for quite some time. His eyes looking into the distance told it all.

Standing on the eaves, with his eyes flickering and his hands behind his back, he looked at the man who was walking away. The half-saint shook his head, looked for a while, and then disappeared out of thin air in the wind and snow, without any trace of him.

"Great Elder, he has also become a semi-saint. He is so patient that he didn't even tell his own son."

The face of the semi-saint on the eaves was very familiar. It was the great elder that Zhang Huan had met. He had successfully crossed the barrier of semi-saint without knowing it, and he hid himself very deeply.

"Oh, we are really not from the same family, so we don't enter the same door.

This family just happened to have the same idea, and they all came together tonight to kill me."

Zhang Huan said with a relaxed smile, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

The great elder clearly heard the conversation between the couple outside the house, but he did not stop it. Instead, he acquiesced. It was obvious that he was planning to kill him, just like them, and then refine him into a human puppet for use.

The reason he didn't suffer the same fate as them was simply because he relied on his seniority and was unable to lower himself, which meant that the situation was still under his control.

"Half Saint. I don't have enough resources at hand for now, so I can't kill him, but if I'm well prepared, it won't be difficult to escape."

First, kill the couple with lightning speed, and then use the semi-holy blood to sacrifice the knife later.

Zhang Huan wore a black robe to cover his face, attached a shielding formation to his body, and quietly went out.

(End of this chapter)