Strongest War Emperor

Chapter 77: Chapter 72: At Daggers Drawn, Tit-for-Tat

The members of the various families and influences all thought they had misheard. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Was that... an insult?

Was that Shen Lang, the good-for-nothing from the Shen Family, cursing at someone from the Holy Light Sect, a Profound Iron Level Influence?

He’s crazy. He must have gone completely insane!

Even City Lord Ye Xiao Zheng would have to be completely respectful and hold his breath in their presence. This was just asking for death, wasn’t it?

’Could it be that he thinks just because he has the Treasure Pavilion’s protection, he doesn’t need to fear the Holy Light Sect?’

As if things weren’t chaotic enough...

"You... You dare curse me! You must have a death wish, don’t you? Do you know who I am? I am a thirty-eighth generation descendant of the founding ancestor of the Holy Light Sect..."

"Oh, hello there, descendant. I’ve heard so much about you. Your reputation truly precedes you," Shen Lang said, cutting Yao Chengjie off.

The entire auction house erupted once again.

It was one thing to compete with the Young Sect Leader of the Holy Light Sect for the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf’s eye, but this kid actually dared to curse at him, and then mock him right after...

He truly had a death wish!

The Holy Light Sect’s private room fell eerily silent. It was hard to say whether Yao Chengjie had fainted from rage or was simply too stunned to react.

Shen Lang’s expression remained unchanged as he continued, "You know, I do feel like I’ve lived a little too long. I’d love to see who thinks they can take my life!"

"Hmph. A stumbling, incoherent fool like you dares to challenge me? Why don’t you go take a piss and look at your own reflection? My family matters are none of your damn business! A Profound Iron Level Influence is a big deal? I’ve met people from the War God Hall! What the hell do you think you are?"

"One moment you’re acting all high and mighty, the next you’re mocking Celestial Phoenix City for being poor and small... If you’re so damn amazing, why not just bid ten million Gold Coins and be done with it? You just keep chirping away with all this nonsense. If you don’t want to bid, then get the hell out! Stop being such a contemptible ass here!"

Shen Lang was either silent, or his words were Earth-Shattering. The people of Celestial Phoenix City wanted to cry just from listening to him.

’Dammit, you’ve had your fun running your mouth, but you’ve pissed off these Profound Iron Level Influences! Celestial Phoenix City could be crushed to dust overnight!’

To everyone here, a Profound Iron Level Influence was a behemoth. It was something the people of Celestial Phoenix City could never hope to stand against...

’Can’t you just shut up for a little while...’

But one particular line of his had completely stunned everyone present: "I’ve met people from the War God Hall!"

No one knew if he was telling the truth or bluffing, but for the Profound Iron Level Influences, they had to consider... what if the kid was telling the truth?

A heavy silence fell over the second floor. Not a single person spoke, and even the people from the Holy Light Sect had gone quiet.

But Shen Lang clearly wasn’t finished. He continued, "As for Shen Haoxuan, and our ’amiable and kind’ Third Elder, our business isn’t over yet. I’ll settle the score with you slowly. Don’t be in a rush. The worst is yet to come for you."

Down below, Shen Haoxuan’s heart skipped a beat, and his face began to turn ashen.

He didn’t know if Shen Lang could survive a confrontation with the experts from a Profound Iron Level Influence.

But as a Profound Iron Level VIP of the Treasure Pavilion—and one they seemed to value highly at that... if Shen Lang was truly determined to deal with them, they would be completely powerless to fight back.

Although he couldn’t figure out how any of this had happened even if he wracked his brain, the fact remained that Shen Lang had a Profound Iron Token. That was undeniable.

If he wanted to, he could use the Treasure Pavilion’s power... or even just offer several million Gold Coins to a few Mercenary Corps or other influences. The Shen Family would have no way to defend themselves.

At this point, Shen Haoxuan could only pray that the conflict between Shen Lang and the Holy Light Sect would escalate. Only if the Holy Light Sect eliminated Shen Lang for them could they rest easy...

"Boy, are you tired of living?! You dare provoke a Profound Iron Level Sect? Do you even know how to spell the word ’death’?" Another young voice called out from the Evil Wind Valley’s private room.

"Where did this ill-mannered brat come from? When did it become your turn to interrupt when adults are speaking?" Shen Lang retorted coldly.

"You... you..." The person from Evil Wind Valley was also choking with anger.

These guys all seemed to be elite disciples from their Sects, used to holding high positions. Usually, people from lesser influences or their junior martial brothers would do nothing but flatter them. Now, faced with Shen Lang’s thuggish tactics, they were completely unable to adapt.

If they tried to argue with him, they were no match for his sharp tongue.

If they stooped to his level and cursed back, it would seem beneath their status. If word got out, it would damage their Sect’s reputation.

’Besides, what if this bastard really did have some connection to the War God Hall...?’

No one knew that, for Shen Lang, saying this was already being polite.

As the "War Emperor," how could his relationship with the War God Hall be as simple as just "having met" its people?

The people of the War God Hall obeyed his every command. Who would dare to defy him?

...

The people from Evil Wind Valley and the Holy Light Sect were having a hard time, but the people from Celestial Phoenix City on the auction floor below were having it even worse...

The scene was already utter chaos. Many people instinctively started running for the exit. Even the Treasure Pavilion Guards trying to maintain order looked so miserable they were ready to call Shen Lang "Grandpa" just to make him stop.

"This world is insane! Is that kid from the Shen Family trying to take on the Holy Light Sect all by himself?"

"This is such a tiny place! If the people from the Holy Light Sect get fed up and start fighting, we’ll all be caught in the crossfire..."

Amidst the chaos, Drunken Thousand Cups of Evil Wind Valley finally spoke up again. "Heh heh... I, Drunken Thousand Cups, have been around the Purple Chu Country for many years, but this is the first time I’ve ever seen someone act so arrogantly in my presence. For that alone, kid, I admire you!"

Shen Lang’s eyes narrowed as he smiled faintly. "You flatter me. You’re too kind."