In the Zhao Family council hall, Zhao Wuji sat in the central seat, with Sun Er Ye in a white robe to his left, Zhao Lingfeng in a blue robe to his right, and two strong figures from Iron Sword Sect, no one spoke, only quietly waiting.
"Zhao Wuji, just speak directly if you have something to say."
Soon, Zhao Yixin walked in with Zhao Letian and spoke straightforwardly, completely disregarding everyone else in the room.
"Zhao Lingfeng?" Zhao Letian glanced over everyone, his gaze finally resting on Zhao Lingfeng and the people from Iron Sword Sect.
Zhao Lingfeng, a prominent figure from the previous generation of the Zhao Family, though not as talented as him, was much older. Like Shentu Yu, both were twenty-two years old. Regarding cultivation, they were both at True Martial Fourth Realm, though Shentu Yu was slightly inferior, roughly at the peak of True Martial Fourth Realm, not enough to pose a threat to him.
However, the two people behind Zhao Lingfeng radiated a terrifying aura, likely High-level True Martial practitioners.
Simultaneously, the gazes of Zhao Lingfeng, the two strong figures from Iron Sword Sect, and Sun Er Ye all locked onto Zhao Letian.
"Little sister, let me introduce them to you. These are the strong figures Lingfeng invited from Iron Sword Sect to help our Zhao Family; you can get acquainted with each other." Zhao Wuji did not state his purpose directly but addressed the two figures from Iron Sword Sect.
"I'm not familiar with people from Iron Sword Sect, no need for introductions, don't waste time, just state your purpose." Zhao Yixin said impatiently.
"Hmph!" The expressions of the two figures from Iron Sword Sect darkened immediately, showing displeasure. Zhao Yixin didn't take them seriously at all.
"Please don't mind her; my little sister is just ." Zhao Wuji shook his head and smiled, but he was secretly pleased; he knew Zhao Yixin disdained attaching herself to strong figures, which meant she and her son had now offended the strong figures from Iron Sword Sect.
"Let me speak then. Zhao Yixin, I am here on behalf of my elder brother, the Clan Leader of the Sun Family, to propose a marriage." Sun Er Ye said, unable to wait any longer.
"Proposing to whom? What does it have to do with me?" Zhao Yixin asked.
"It's proposing to you. How can you say what does it have to do with you? With my elder brother's status, it's your fortune that he admires you. If you marry into the Sun Family, from then on, the Sun and Zhao families will be one. Not only can we join hands against the City Lord Mansion and the Liu Family, but the concerning matter of your son Zhao Letian crippling my son's cultivation can also be written off, never to be pursued further, otherwise, I will surely demand blood for blood." Sun Er Ye arrogantly stated, looking coldly at Zhao Letian.
Zhao Letian's face instantly became gloomy. Sun Er Ye dared to use him to threaten his mother, stepping over his bottom line. He could not be spared.
"Zhao Wuji, do you think I would agree to such a thing?" Zhao Yixin said indifferently, Sun Er Ye's so-called marriage proposal was nothing but a joke to her.
"Little sister, marrying into the Sun Family is for the benefit of the entire clan. Now that the City Lord Mansion and the Liu Family have joined forces, if our Zhao Family doesn't ally with the Sun Family, we won't be able to compete with them and will eventually be driven out of Qingzhou City. This is what our uncle devoted his life to building; surely you wouldn't just watch it get destroyed? Besides, marrying the Clan Leader of the Sun Family isn't a disgrace to you; why can't you consider it?" Zhao Wuji feigned a righteous appearance.
"The family that our father abandoned, why should I, Zhao Yixin, care if it's destroyed, it's irrelevant to me. I came here just to tell you something; tomorrow, I will leave the Zhao Family and Qingzhou City. After I leave, if any of you dare to use your seniority to intervene in conflicts among the younger generation or harm my son, no matter where you are, I will eliminate them," said Zhao Yixin with a cold sweep over those present, exuding a terrifying aura of true Primordial Energy.
"True Martial Ninth Realm?"
The two experts from the Iron Sword Sect revealed a look of surprise in their eyes, secretly remarking it's no wonder this woman dared to disregard them; her strength is indeed formidable.
"Sister, do you really want to go? Are you trying to find our uncle?" Zhao Wuji said with a solemn expression.
"It has nothing to do with you. Letian, let's go." Zhao Yixin said indifferently, about to leave with Zhao Letian.
Unexpectedly, one of the Iron Sword Sect's experts suddenly spoke up.
"What do you want?" Zhao Yixin asked.
"Is he Zhao Letian? I see a powerful Sword Intent hidden in this young man's gaze. As a Sword Cultivator of the Iron Sword Sect, I'm curious about the strength of a Sword Cultivator disciple trained by the Galaxy Sect. It seems he has employed some secret technique to conceal his true cultivation, making it impossible for even me to see through. Let him dispel the secret technique, and reveal his true cultivation and sword momentum," the Iron Sword Sect's expert demanded arrogantly, acting as if he had the right to see Zhao Letian's cultivation and sword momentum.
"Since you know I am a person of the Galaxy Sect, you should be aware this place is under the influence of the Galaxy Sect, and it's not your place to give orders here," Zhao Letian said coldly.
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"Impudent! Such arrogance, young man. It seems you are sorely lacking in discipline in the Galaxy Sect. Let me, on behalf of your sect elders, teach you how to behave!" The expert from the Iron Sword Sect shouted sternly and then directly struck towards Zhao Letian with a palm, totally disregarding the fact that they were within the Zhao Family's territory and ignoring Zhao Yixin by his side. As people from a major sect, they believed they could discipline anyone they wished, why would they care about a mere small clan member?
"Who are you to teach manners? Get lost!" Zhao Yixin yelled angrily, returning the attack with a palm strike, boldly and fearlessly confronting it.
The spread of the ferocious True Yuan force left Zhao Yixin unshaken at her spot, whereas the Iron Sword Sect expert's chair instantly shattered, and he staggered back five or six steps before he could stop, watching Zhao Yixin in disbelief and shock.
"What a strong woman. It seems my fellow sect brother and I need to seriously engage!" The other expert from the Iron Sword Sect stood up with a grave expression, drawing a huge black iron sword from behind. Zhao Yixin's strength was unexpectedly formidable; if they didn't use the sword, even together, they probably wouldn't be her match.
"If you want a real fight, then be prepared to face death," Zhao Yixin said fearlessly, her hand flashing with Spirit Light as she drew out a powerful Spiritual Weapon Longsword.
"My fellow sect experts, hold your thunderous rage. My sister has always been stubborn; don't treat her like everyone else," Zhao Wuji quickly tried to persuade, letting the Iron Sword Sect experts hold a grudge against Zhao Letian and his mother was enough, there was no need to create a fatality on the spot.
"My fellow sect brothers, for my sake, please stand down for now," Zhao Lingfeng also urged. These two experts were here at his request to support the Zhao Family's presence; if an accident occurred, it would be difficult for him to explain to the Iron Sword Sect.
"Hmph! Consider yourselves lucky," the Iron Sword Sect's experts snorted coldly, finally sheathing the huge black iron sword. Zhao Yixin's strength made them very wary; if a battle could be avoided, it was better not to fight.