Chapter 62: Chapter 62: A Myriad Of Arrows As If Nothing
Chu Bing remembered that the sentence his father loved to say the most was that in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or trickery is futile.
But he didn’t believe it!
He poisoned Chu Wei to death and framed Chu Fei for it, which further convinced him that the brain was indeed the most useful.
The Martial Sect was powerful, wasn’t it? Yet he was taken down by a single slash across the throat!
After that, he played the heads of the great families like pawns by using the City Guard Army as leverage, which only proved his point.
And he was just a Primary Level martial master!
It was not until this moment that he truly understood how terrifying the “absolute power” his father spoke of really was.
Nearly a thousand City Guard Army soldiers fired the Moon-Slaying Bow in unison, and a troop of five thousand men divided into five groups, one group firing after another, creating a continuous rain of arrows without any gaps.
Yet someone was able to withstand such a barrage and fight back through it.
Damn, what kind of monster is this?
What kind of terrifying power is this?
Chu Bing finally felt a strong chill, was this truly just a Primary Level Martial Sect?
He believed that not even his father would dare to stand up against the concentrated fire of the Moon-Slaying Bow.
But now, a young man had done it, far younger and better looking than him.
How could this be? How could this be!
He began to lose his nerve, involuntarily stepping back again and again.
Shi Hao advanced step by step, stable as a rock, exuding a murderous aura as sharp as an unsheathed Divine Sword and as chilling as the Asura God of Killing.
Unstoppable, unblockable!
How could a god possibly be stopped by mortals?
Chu Bing regretted it.
Really, he should not have provoked Shi Hao!
Such a terrifying force the Martial Sect possessed!
Shi Hao snorted, his speed increasing, his forceful energy circulating; his entire being emitted a faint glow.
“Forceful energy!” Seeing this, everyone couldn’t help but exclaim.
Legends said that Martial Sect experts could project forceful energy, which could become an indestructible weapon or a defensive shield, but in the Sea King Territory, aside from Chu Wei, there was no second Martial Sect.
But as the lord of a territory, when would Chu Wei have the chance to take action?
Thus, they had only heard of forceful energy, but none had ever witnessed it.
Only at this moment did they truly witness it.
Shi Hao unleashed his divine might, charging towards Chu Bing; even amidst thousands of whirling arrows, none could halt his advance.
Like a god-like youth!
Chu Bing turned pale with terror; this was a Martial Sect powerhouse. If Shi Hao got up close, how could he possibly defend himself?
“Shoot, shoot him to death for me!” Chu Bing screamed.
The rain of arrows grew more intense, but when Shi Hao reached Chu Bing, the arrows stopped.
They couldn’t shoot anymore; continuing would turn Chu Bing into a hornet’s nest as well.
“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!” Chu Bing collapsed, tears streaming down his face.
This contemptible display made everyone look down on him. Was this the son of Chu Wei? So craven and cowardly, was he fit to sit on the throne?
He would only become a tyrant!
“Do you regret offending me now?” Shi Hao asked.
“I regret it! I regret it!” Chu Bing quickly replied, now willing to forsake his throne if only he could live, “Young Master Shi, if you spare my life, I can acknowledge you as the Supreme King and fulfill whatever you desire!”
“Please, don’t kill—”
With a punch, Shi Hao directly shattered Chu Bing’s skull, spattering the whitish stuff all over the ground.
The crowd couldn’t help but draw in a breath of cold air. Chu Bing was essentially offering the throne on a silver platter, willing to be a puppet controlled entirely by Shi Hao over the Sea King Territory, yet Shi Hao did not care at all.
How proud and determined must one be?
You have to understand, although Martial Sect experts are awesome, they only hold a transcendent status. Look at those Martial Sect noble houses in the Imperial Capital, despite the presence of high-level Martial Sects, which one of them could divide territories and reign as kings?
This is a privilege enjoyed only by relatives of the Royal Family.
However, Shi Hao refused without a moment’s hesitation. Such pride in one’s character was clearly evident; in comparison, Chu Bing’s resorting to fratricidal strife and even patricide for the throne seemed utterly laughable!
“If this youth were to become a Martial Venerable, how could a mere commandery contain him?” someone murmured softly.
“No way, that’s the pillar of a nation. I heard only the Royal Family has one!”
“But have you ever seen such a young Martial Sect? If he can become a Martial Sect at such a young age, what’s so surprising about him achieving Martial Venerable status in the future?”
“The key point is, he’s also so good-looking!”
Everyone was filled with envy. Shi Hao could easily rely on his looks to get by, yet his strength was also incredibly formidable.
“Chu Fei,” Shi Hao called out, turning around.
Chu Fei was the only surviving clan leader. He hurried over and respectfully said, “Young Master Shi.”
Shi Hao then looked towards the military generals and spoke indifferently, “Chu Fei will inherit the throne. Do any of you have objections?”
The generals looked at each other and then knelt down in unison, “We are willing to serve the Young Prince in his succession!”
With Chu Bing dead, Chu Fei was the sole heir to the throne; whether they wished to or not, they had to serve.
Chu Fei couldn’t help clenching his fist, his eyes filled with gratitude towards Shi Hao.
Without Shi Hao’s intervention, turning the tide with his own strength, how could he possibly become the new king? He would have been insulted and killed by Chu Bing by now.
Two possible fates: one was heaven, the other, hell.
Shi Hao nodded, patted Chu Fei on the shoulder, “Do well.”
Shi Hao was only sixteen, yet when he patted the shoulder of Chu Fei, it was as though the latter received an elder’s commendation, exciting him greatly. He quickly responded, “Chu Fei will definitely not let down Young Master Shi’s expectations.”
Uh, when did I have expectations for you?
Shi Hao curled his lip, well, if you think there are expectations, then so be it.
He strode off, heading back to his own tent.
Watching his retreating figure, everyone had the same thought: this young man, after entering the Imperial Capital, was sure to stir up endless trouble.
However, when Shi Hao returned to his tent, he found the fatty still snoring away.
Uh… it looks like you really haven’t learned your lesson.
“Who is it!” As Shi Hao walked in, the fatty abruptly sat up, his eyes shooting out a cold glint.
Good, at least he’s alert once you get close enough to him.
“It’s me,” Shi Hao said with a smile.
“Oh, it’s Stone.” The fatty lay back down and fell asleep again.
The night passed, and the next morning, the fatty finally learned about the startling changes that had occurred the previous night, and he could not help but beat his chest and stomp his feet in frustration at having missed out on such a momentous event.
The army set out, returning to County Town, and, of course, there were many matters to take care of.
The Commandery Prince was dead, and a new king was ascending the throne. Although it was just a formality, it still needed to be reported to the Imperial Capital, and a representative from the Royal Family had to be dispatched to preside over the new king’s enthronement ceremony. Plus, with so many clan leaders dead, surely, it would cause quite a stir.
Moreover, those military generals would definitely need to be purged; after having been so close to Chu Bing, how could Chu Fei dare to use them with confidence?
However, Shi Hao didn’t care about these things. He only made two requests to Chu Fei.