Free Web NovelChapter 607: Chapter 607: Raging Tides (Continued 2)
BAM!
To everyone’s surprise, just as Wu Ziang’s outstretched arm blocked Zhang Yuan, he suddenly flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
He crashed through the half-closed door and landed heavily on the outside corridor.
The Wu family member immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, his right arm hanging unnaturally twisted.
The three followers he brought were all shocked, and one shouted harshly, "How dare you!"
As the saying goes, one dies for his master’s humiliation.
None of these three were weaklings, each of them tough and brave, they immediately activated their True Essence True Qi, ready to fight Zhang Yuan to the death.
The next moment, an invisible force of pressure suddenly enveloped them.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The three pairs of knees almost simultaneously dropped to the ground, their kneecaps hitting the carpet with a dull thud.
The faces of the three Martial Artists twisted, sweat beads the size of beans appeared on their foreheads.
They never expected Zhang Yuan’s power to be so terrifying, directly crushing them with mere pressure and aura.
They felt as if they were facing a terrifying Fierce Beast, the intense bloodthirsty Evil Qi easily stirred up the fear of death in their hearts, bringing about an unprecedented feeling of despair.
They wanted to struggle and resist, but even moving a finger was impossible!
"Dao General Zhang!"
On the side, Wu Ziyu witnessed this scene, and his expression changed: "Please, be magnanimous and don’t hold it against them."
Wu Ziyu didn’t mind Zhang Yuan teaching his brother a lesson, so the latter would understand the vastness of heaven and earth.
But these three Martial Artists were household generals cultivated by the Wu Family. It would be a real pity if they died in Zhang Yuan’s hands without cause.
How could Wu Ziyu just watch it happen, so he immediately pleaded with Zhang Yuan, even using an honorific title.
This eldest son of the Wu Family realized he might have underestimated Zhang Yuan’s power.
Hence, there was a hint of reverence in his voice!
"Forget it."
Zhang Yuan didn’t intend to kill anyone, so he immediately retracted the external pressure and momentum.
In fact, he had recently comprehended some mysteries at the level of the Divine Soul, and the effect of deploying it was stronger than he had imagined.
Avoiding the Wu family Martial Artists, who were drenched in sweat on the ground, Zhang Yuan left the Yulan Courtyard.
As Wu Ziyu walked through the corridor, he couldn’t help but kick his brother, who was playing dead: "Get up!"
He really couldn’t understand, his brother usually seemed quite shrewd, how could he do something so brainless?
Moreover, he held a banquet in the Hundred Flowers Garden to entertain Zhang Yuan tonight, and someone clearly leaked the information to Wu Ziang and provoked him to cause trouble, ruining everyone’s mood.
On the way back to the mansion, this eldest son of the Wu Family thought a lot.
After successfully seeing Zhang Yuan back to the villa, he immediately went to the inner residence to complain to his father.
Wu Mingrui, busy with myriad affairs, usually worked late into the night before resting, so when Wu Ziyu arrived, he was still in the study reviewing documents.
After listening to his eldest son’s complaint, the Patriarch of the Wu Family frowned a little and said, "I understand."
Just four simple words, nothing else was said.
Wu Ziyu felt immense pressure and couldn’t fathom his father’s thoughts, so he only hesitated before retreating.
But the next day, he learned the outcome.
Wu Ziang, who had made a grave mistake and had already lost his right arm, now had his left arm and both legs broken and was thrown like a dead dog at the entrance of Zhang Yuan’s villa.
Wu Mingrui personally visited Zhang Yuan to apologize!
This incident caused a huge sensation in the Wu Family and even throughout He Yuan City.
Everyone knew Wu Ziang was the most favored third-generation disciple of the Wu Family, yet he was used by Wu Mingrui as a tool to apologize to an outsider, which was truly baffling.
But the news from the Wu Family confirmed that this was indeed the truth!
The name of West Plain Dao General Zhang Yuan quickly spread across this Prefecture City, attracting the attention of the upper echelons.
Everyone was curious, why did Wu Mingrui value Zhang Yuan so much?
In fact, in the following two days, the Wu Family secretly executed several household generals, servants, and maids.
As for Wu Ziang, who had caused a huge disaster, he was sent, bound, to the countryside to guard the ancestral home.
He wouldn’t return for three to five years at least.
As a result, the status of the legitimate eldest son Wu Ziyu skyrocketed within the Wu Family.
And the internal turmoil of the Wu Family did not affect Zhang Yuan at all.
He remained secluded in the villa until the fifteenth arrived.
On the morning of this day, before dawn, the gates of the Wu Family opened wide, and fully armed Samurai filed out.
Zhang Yuan followed Wu Mingrui and Wu Ziyu, leaving the Wu Family residence together.
After leaving the city, the Wu Family’s group joined another convoy that was already waiting there.
They traveled along the Nu Tao River southeast for over ten miles.
At a broad bend in the river lined with reeds, a high platform stood prominently.
This high platform was built over the water, connected to the shore by a sturdy wooden bridge.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
The horn sounded thrice, and the Wu Family Samurai quickly spread out to form a perimeter, preventing outsiders from entering.
Then, dozens of horses and cattle were led onto the wooden bridge one by one.
Zhang Yuan, Wu Mingrui, and Wu Ziyu stood on the high platform, watching the seemingly calm water ahead.
The expressions on the faces of the father and son were extremely serious.
After a while, a Martial Artist stepped forward to report, "Master, the time has come."
Wu Mingrui nodded and commanded sternly, "Start the ritual!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fat and robust yellow cow was brought forward.
The cow seemed to have a sense of its impending doom; its eyes filled with terror, and its legs trembled so hard that it could barely stand.
It wanted to struggle and resist, but the person holding it was a Tier Four Martial Artist, suppressing it completely.
There was no chance to escape!
Thud!
Without any unnecessary words, a bright blade plunged into the cow’s neck.
Bright red blood sprayed out over a dozen feet!
The next moment, the bleeding cow was tossed high into the air, landing heavily in the river bend.
It sent up countless splashes.
In just moments, huge whirlpools appeared in the previously calm water.
Undercurrents swirled, sucking the floating cow down in an instant.
It vanished without a trace.
Thump! Thump!
One by one, the cows and horses were lifted and thrown into the whirlpool by the Wu Family Samurai.
Although the situation beneath the water was unseen, Zhang Yuan could sense that a giant creature lurked in the river bend, manipulating the currents, constantly drawing the dropped blood food into its relentless, greedy mouth!
The Wu Family had brought a total of thirty cows and thirty horses, and within the time it takes an incense stick to burn, they were all offered.
