Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 316: Rebellion against the Gorgeous Father

The azure flame burned silently, the air was distorted by the high temperature, transparent hot air waves rushed in all directions, and violent winds suddenly swept in from the center of the flames, forming a huge fire tornado.

Veins on Chu Zihang's body bulged, dragon blood flowed violently, and the ancient words drove the domain to continue to expand. Above him floated Caesar, who looked like the lord of wind, with a cold and angry expression, and it seemed as if a real storm was brewing in his eyes.

Yanling·Junyan!
Yan Ling·The Eyes of the Wind King!
The raging fire snake expanded several times with the help of the wind, and its power increased sharply with the matching words. It roared and brought disaster to the enemy. The chilling screams, as if being punished in hell, rang out one after another.

The fierce ghosts who were able to escape from the encirclement are the elite among the elite, but facing Caesar and Chu Zihang they can only be tortured in despair. Their dragon scales and internal organs are melted by Jun Yan's high temperature. This is real torture!
In a short while, the last batch of enemies fell to the ground groaning.

Their bodies were covered in horrific winding burns, and they were curled up and trembling. If it weren't for their powerful dragon bloodline and evolutionary medicine, they would probably have died.

The executive bureau in the rear was amazed at the strength of the two powerful foreign aids. After sending the people on the ground away, they thanked them respectfully. Admiration for the strong is a gene engraved in the bones of human beings, and the Japanese branch demonstrated this to the fullest.

"Let's go on a final inspection to see if there are any enemies we've missed?"

After the people from the Execution Bureau cleaned up the scene, Chu Zihang broke the silence and made a suggestion. Caesar nodded slightly without objection. He seemed absent-minded and no one knew what he was thinking.

During the quiet inspection, Chu Zihang felt the fatigue rising after the outburst of the Word Spirit, and couldn't help but glance at Caesar who was unaware of it.

"The power in your body is stronger than I imagined. It has surpassed me by a considerable margin."

At the beginning, after Jun Yan's domain spread, it was gradually out of his control. The Eye of the Wind King took over the initiative. He was only the source of the fire, but Caesar controlled all the wind directions in the domain. This represented the strength of both parties' domains and the degree of control over the elements.

"It seems so."

Caesar answered coldly. He also had a vague feeling that his physical potential had been fully stimulated since the night Lu Ke upgraded the two of them, and he was getting stronger all the time.

After just less than a whole day, Caesar felt that his strength had increased a lot. He estimated that he could now defeat Yuan Zhisheng alone, provided that the unknown Word Spirit was excluded. However, in fact, the result would be the same if the Word Spirit was included.

As his power grew, the range of his Word Spirits also expanded. Most of the Sky and Wind King Word Spirits were awakening, including Yin Thunder, Yin Flow, Dustless Land, Dark Light, Kamaitachi, Vampire Scythe, Moment, and Eye of the Wind King...

Although the sweetness of this power was wonderful, it also made him feel vaguely afraid, as if he was gradually changing from a human to a dragon, an ancient dragon of a high rank!

"You're too cruel. It's better to let the fierce ghosts be dealt with by the Eight Snake Clans."

Chu Zihang weighed his words carefully.

Caesar woke up from his uneasy fear, his tone still cold, "I did hold back, and each of them has dozens of lives on their shoulders. From a legal perspective, they have no citizenship rights."

"That's not what we should..."

Chu Zihang stopped talking halfway, pursed his lips and said hesitantly: "You are acting so impatient, is it because your father is here?"

"I don't have a father. My father died with my mother." Caesar answered firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Chu Zihang lowered his eyes, and his tone unconsciously became gentle. He shouldn't have interfered in other people's family affairs, but when he thought of his past self, he couldn't help but speak.

"Perhaps there are some misunderstandings. Many people just don't know how to express their love. No father would hate his child. His blood runs in your body. You are blood-related. You... share honor and disgrace."

When talking about this familiar dialogue, he was distracted for a moment, which made him think of that rainy night again for no reason, the man standing in front of him, and Odin!
The space around them froze for a moment. The sound of wind blowing through the street sounded like incessant crying. The two of them walked towards the quiet and deserted street with flashing neon lights.

After a while, Caesar looked at him strangely, as if he really knew him for the first time, and then spoke slowly.

"Everyone in the academy thought Chu Zihang was a cold-hearted murderer. I didn't expect that you actually have the heart of a womanizer in your bones. Are you here to help me mediate family conflicts?"

Chu Zihang looked embarrassed and answered in a low voice: "I just think that more communication is a good way to solve problems. Many conflicts are caused by lack of communication."

"I know that these plots often appear in TV dramas in your country, but they mostly appear in romantic dramas."

Caesar looked into the distance with a deep gaze, his tone full of sarcasm, "When my mother was in the hospital, he was partying in a high-end bar. When the doctors and nurses took off her oxygen mask and heart rate monitor, he was serving wine to a beautiful woman. We attended the funeral under the auspices of the priest, and he rolled over on the woman's bed..."

"Pompey Gattuso's life was like a stallion, sowing seeds in the tender places of countless women, and he was irresponsible in throwing them away after using them. If you ask me to evaluate him, he is a 10,000 times worse person than that guy."

Chu Zihang: "..."

Regarding the matter of someone becoming a unit of measurement of character, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He gave up trying to persuade the unfamiliar family and stopped as he watched the sky darken.

"It's almost time to go back. To celebrate the demise of the Fierce Ghost Clan and the handover of the position of patriarch, the Sheqi Eight Clan has prepared a grand banquet. It's a rare trip to Japan, so why not try the special cuisine here?"

"I prefer your country's food."

Caesar let out a light sigh, and thinking that Pompey would most likely be invited as well, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of disgust.

……

The banquet was held in the family shrine, with a very high level of specifications. Only some members of the family and distinguished guests were allowed to attend. Therefore, there were not many people participating, and they were all respected elders and very important backbones.

Exquisite Japanese paper lanterns are hung high, emitting a soft and warm light. The floor is covered with white tatami mats, and in the center is a huge low table covered with a gorgeous silk tablecloth and decorated with exquisite bouquets. The table is filled with a variety of Japanese delicacies, from fresh sashimi to exquisite sushi, to fragrant Japanese barbecue.

Everyone attending the banquet could be considered the elites of the Eight Snake Qi Families. Although they were gangsters, they were all very polite and respectful. They discussed the details, follow-up and corresponding measures of this blitzkrieg, the alternation of power levels among the Eight Snake Qi Families, and occasionally connected with other people. It was not as lively as other banquets, but more like a social gathering or a meeting.

In the meeting room of the main hall of the shrine, the five heads of the lower five families were already sitting in their respective seats. Among the upper three families, Tachibana Masamune did not sit in the main seat in the middle, but was replaced by Minamoto no Chisei.

This was a transfer of power that was widely expected. Yuan Zhisheng had performed well enough over the years. Today, when the fierce demons were eliminated, everyone else believed that this "emperor" would lead the Eight Snake Families to a new level. They applauded enthusiastically, and the applause echoed in the shrine.

Yuan Zhisheng drank calmly, one glass after another, ignoring the applause.

He brought the wine glass to his lips, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

Tachibana Masamune beside him lowered his voice and said, "Chisheng, be happy. The head of the family is the spiritual pillar of the family."

"Sorry, Dad, but I really can't be happy." Yuan Zhisheng replied indifferently.

So many things have happened in the past few days. His adoptive father and master, Tachibana Masamune, has a suspected identity problem in raising a Deadpool, his sister Eri was tricked by a scumbag to spend the night away, and his brother, who he thought died in his hands many years ago, came back alive and surrendered. He also learned not long ago that the four monarchs have gathered in Japan and a disaster is about to happen.

The good news is that the demons have been wiped out, the identity of the father is still a little suspicious but it has been reduced a lot, and Eri's health has indeed improved. As for her brother Genji...

If what Lu Ke said is true, then the whole of Japan will be destroyed if we are not careful, and then everyone may die together in love. If it is false, the little girl may be locked up in the "black prison" for life, which is also not a good result.

"Everyone is looking forward to you becoming the head of the family."

Tachibana Masamune continued to advise in a low voice.

"Yes, everyone expects me to be the head of the family, except myself."

Yuan Zhisheng shook the wine glass in his hand and said calmly, "Rather than becoming the supreme leader of the underworld or the patriarch of the Eight Snake Families, I would rather sell sunscreen on a nude beach."

"...You won't. You are a child with a strong sense of responsibility. The Eight Snake Families need a head patriarch, so you will definitely become the head patriarch until you feel that someone can take your place."

Yuan Zhisheng did not speak, nor did he refute or affirm, but he did stand up and recite a soothing speech to the heads and elders of the lower five families until the crowd below left.

After a moment, the door opened and Chu Zihang and Caesar walked in.

The two men attended the banquet in black suits, but they didn't expect that everyone in the shrine was wearing kimonos. Fortunately, they were thick-skinned enough and forced themselves not to lose their composure by keeping a straight face.

As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!
"Did we go to the wrong place?"

Looking at the conference room that was obviously different from the one outside, the two of them keenly realized that something was wrong. This place didn't seem to be a place that could be entered casually.

"No, the meeting has already ended, and you two are distinguished guests, there is no place you can't enter."

Yuan Zhisheng stood up to greet them and bowed deeply to them politely. "Thank you very much for your help. Your presence has reduced our casualties to a very low level. As the head of the family, on behalf of the Sheqi Eight Clan, I would like to express my deep gratitude for your help. The Sheqi Eight Clan will be your friends forever."

"I have no interest in the Snake Eight Clan, but I quite like you as a person."

Caesar felt secretly pleased to be received in such a way. Although the status of a nobleman was already high enough, he was still surprised that the emperor, the head of a family, was still so respectful to him.

He commented modestly, "Except for your love of smoking sissy cigarettes, you are actually quite manly."

Chu Zihang elbowed the person next to him and translated and softened his words expressionlessly, "What he meant was that we would rather make friends with you than the Eight Clans of Sheqi."

"Honored."

Yuan Zhisheng smiled, "I'm glad to be friends with Gattuso and Chu."

"Just call me Caesar. There is more than one Gattuso, but there is only one Caesar."

"I feel like the name Caesar is quite common." Chu Zihang complained expressionlessly, "And when we mention Caesar, the first person that comes to mind is definitely the Roman Emperor Julius Caesar."

Before Caesar could glare at the troublemakers, a strange voice rang out.

"I came, I saw, I conquered! Giving him this name represents the family's high hopes for Caesar, and it also represents my expectations."

Pompeo Gattuso, with his kimono half-open, revealing his full chest muscles like a sculpture, walked into the banquet hall with a slight smell of alcohol.

He has a handsome face, with long golden hair, sea-blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a tight waist and abdomen. He has a mature and handsome look that is different from those young men like Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Yuan Zhisheng.

Pompey's gaze swept across Tachibana Masamune, squinted his eyes and stayed on him for a while, briefly passed by Yuan Zhisheng, the descendant of the White King, and when he saw Chu Zihang, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and finally stopped on Caesar.

"It's been years since we last met, Caesar."

Chu Zihang felt a dull pain deep in his brain, his heart skipped a few beats, and indescribable emotions surged in his heart. Purple lines appeared in his vision and an unknown whisper came to his ears. Only then did he realize that he had fallen into a mild state of clairvoyance.

It was mild enough that I wouldn't fall into hallucination. It was like hearing the dragon language again after going through the 3E test, as if something had been activated.

He was puzzled about his condition and covered his heart with his right hand.

Caesar's expression froze when Pompey's voice sounded and quickly turned into winter. If possible, he probably hoped that his Dick Tudo could turn into Frostmourne and rebel against his gorgeous father.

"If possible, I would rather not see you in this life. Why did you come to Japan?"

"To see you, of course."

Pompey's eyes fell on Caesar and never moved away. He looked at every part of Caesar carefully, and only after confirming that he was not injured did he breathe a sigh of relief and speak in a gentle tone.

"You are my son, the continuation of my life, and the person I care about most in this world is you."

"is it?"

Caesar crossed his arms and sneered, "From your behavior, shouldn't I have many brothers and sisters? Are you going to get sterilized?"

"Your birth is a miracle, Caesar. There is only one Caesar in thousands of years of human history. It is only natural that there is only one you in thousands of years."

He spoke calmly, his tone firm, and just as he was about to continue speaking there was a loud bang from the door.

The door creaked as it was kicked open, and Luke, holding Eri in his arms, swaggered into the conference room, followed by an old man with a dark face.

"Hey, they're all here!"

(End of this chapter)