The Supreme Lord Donghuang - Chapter 167

Chapter 167: The Might of the Primal Core

In order to enter into the upper echelons of society in the capital of the Shenguang Empire, a clan needed to have at least one Primal Core adept at the helm of the family.

In order to enter into the upper echelons of society in the capital of the Shenguang Empire, a clan needed to have at least one Primal Core adept at the helm of the family.

In the case of the Yang family, an adept had appeared two hundred years before, and it was at that time that the Yang family entered the upper social classes of the Shenguang Empire.

Although that particular Primal Core adept of the Yang family had died of old age ten years before, the current Yang family had remained in the upper circles by allying with several other families possessing Primal Core adepts through marriage.

The Yang family mansion was not in the expensive and flourishing area of the Shenguang Capital but it was easy to see from its expanse how glorious it had been.

“Go and inform the head of the family; say the ‘guests’ have arrived.”

The fourth elder of the Yang family, Yang Zhui said this to a low-ranking member of the family before entering the Yang family mansion. The latter quickly ran into the mansion.

Zhou Donghuang and Su Mo followed the fourth Yang elder Yang Zhui, casually entering the Yang family mansion.

When they entered the drawing room, the patriarch of the Yang family and several elders had already assembled there.

The Yang family patriarch was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with silver trim. He was of tall and sturdy stature and had dignified features. He sat at the head of the table, with the posture of a judge meting out judgment on everything.

Two people stood on either side of him. On his left stood one middle-aged man and one old man. On his right stood two old men. These four men were all Yang family elders.

“Master, we’ve brought them.”

The fourth elder Yang Zhui entered the drawing room and reported to the patriarch sitting at the head of the table.

At the same time, he again turned to look at both Zhou Donghuang and Su Mo informing them in a low voice, “The man sitting at the head of the table is the head of our family, Yang Ting.”

“This is the second elder of our family.”

“This is the fifth elder of the Yang family.”

…

After he had introduced the Yang family patriarch, the fourth senior member, Yang Zhui, continued to introduce the four members ranking below him, the other four elders.

The four senior-ranking family members glared at Zhou Donghuang and Su Mo like tigers eyeing their prey: the two men were not guests but personal enemies.

“Are you the one who killed the eighth elder of our family, Yang Wei?”The family patriarch Yang Ting’s icy glare fell on Su Mo as he spoke in a low voice, his tone filled with murderous intent.

“Since you have come today, you will pay with your lives. You will stay here with the Yang family forever. Depending on whether you cooperate or not, I may allow you to remain in one piece!”

Facing Yang Ting’s stare head on, Su Mo’s expression was unchanging, and he simply said, “Get up.”

“What?”

Su Mo’s words not only stunned Yang Ting, but it also made all the others unsettled.

“In the presence of my master… how dare you remain seated!”

Su Mo continued speaking, and now he saw the glare on Yang Ting’s face, a look of warning flashed across his own.

“Master?”

Hearing Su Mo’s words, Yang Ting and the elders of the Yang family, subconsciously glanced to the young man in a snow-white robe standing in front of him.

It was only then that they realized that Su Mo had been standing behind this young man the entire time, just as if he were this young man’s footman, as if he were accompanying a superior.

“You, an adept of the latter Connate Stage, recognize a youth such as this as your master?”

Yang Ting examined Su Mo’s gaze. It was overly condescending; still, several elders of the Yang family were now looking at Su Mo with similar condescension.

If the courteous and refined middle-aged man referred to the youth in white as “young master,” they feared the possible background of the man, but his calling the young man “master” still surpassed their ability to understand.

A latter Connate-stage adept, recognizing a youth who was clearly barely twenty years old as master?

“How can you be a latter Connate-stage adept and go so far? This is truly a disgrace to all Connate-stage adepts!”

“At this age, are you still living like a dog?”

“My fellow Connate-stage adept, I’m personally embarrassed for you!”

The Yang family elders each looked at Su Mo scathingly.

“I gave you a chance.”

Then, despite the condescension in the Yang family elders and patriarch’s faces, Su Mo seemed to have heard none of it, just as if he had not seen their looks.

He began to speak softly, taking a step and then several more toward the one sitting at the head of the table, Yang Ting.

“What?” Yang Ting laughed grimly.

“Even though the patriarch of our family is a latter Connate-stage adept like you… in all the Shenguang empire, not to mention among all Divine Light sect’s members, and all those of Connate stage, there are very few who could defeat him!”

The fourth elder of the Yang family, Yang Zhui, disdainfully looked at Su Mo as he approached Yang Ting, step by step.

The other four Yang family elders were also watching Su Mo with similar scornful expressions.

That is until Su Mo raised his hand and swung it down like lightning.

Crash!

As Su Mo raised his hand, a vast expanse of white power condensed in his palm then soared, becoming a tremendous white palm print which formed, floated and then flew above the head of the Yang family, Yang Ting.

As Su Mo’s hand came down, the area around Yang Ting’s seat was enshrouded in the white palm.

Bang!!

A loud sound rang out, and the whole drawing room trembled as if there had been a violent earthquake.

The Yang family elders turned to look, struck dumb with astonishment, they realized that after the immense, white palm attack fell like lightning, a gaping hole had emerged where Yang Ting had been sitting.

Within the large hole, they could dimly make out a chair, strips of clothing, and a still pool of thin blood.

“Ugh …””Ugh … ah.” …. The present scene scared the Yang elders as if they had forgotten they should be astounded. They stared dully at the scene as if in a daze, looking at the large hole, taking large gulps, unable to tear their eyes from the spot.

“Who is capable of heading the Yang family now?”

It was only when the youth’s indifferent voice sounded in the drawing room that the several Yang elders each began to look at Su Mo’s expression. Their faces were filled with astonishment and fear.

“A Primal Core adept!””He is a Primal Core adept!”

….

At this point, while fear remained in their hearts, they were also filled with resentment toward whomever had passed on false information to the Yang family.

Who had said that the one who had killed the eighth elder was only a late Connate-stage adept?Had this been an intentional trap for the Yang family?

This person who had killed the eighth Yang family elder was actually a Primal Core adept!If they had known that it had been a Primal Core adept who had killed the eighth Yang elder, even with the great depth of the Yang family’s courage, not even they would have dared to seek revenge.

“My master spoke to you, didn’t you hear?”

In no time, the Yang elders’ faces paled with fear as they hurriedly looked at the youth in the snow-white robe, saying promptly, “Sir, if our Yang family patriarch is gone, then the former patriarch will take over as head of the family.””Yes! The former head will become the family patriarch!”‘The former patriarch is still one of the two ultimate Connate adepts in the family. He will be the head of the family!”

….

Hearing the Yang elder’s words, Zhou Donghuang said simply, “If that’s how it is, then call him here.”

As he finished speaking, Zhou Donghuang walked toward one of the seats in a row placed at the side of the Yang family drawing room.

Insightfully, Su Mo had already rushed in before him and pulled out the chair, placing it before him.

“Master, please sit.”

After the young man sat, Su Mo folded his arms and stood reverently and deferentially before the youth.

As soon as the youth finished speaking the fourth Yang family elder, Yang Zhui hurriedly left to find the former Yang family patriarch.

The remaining elders shook with fear and were filled with curiosity:What was the background of this youth who looked less than twenty years old? How had he made a Primal Core adept willingly become his servant?

However, thinking of the Primal Core adept’s power, they only glanced at the youth, and one by one lowered their heads, so terrified that they dared not even breathe.

“Pen and paper.”

Zhou Donghuang indifferently eyed the four elders.

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the Yang elders went and brought pen and paper, and then rushed to reverently take the pen and paper from his robe and gave them to Zhou Donghuang.

Zhou Donghuang took them and then began to write with a vigorous flourish.

As the pen in Zhou Donghuang’s hand stopped, roughly a dozen short moments later, rapid footsteps could be heard outside the Yang family drawing room.

In came a burly, white-haired old man in gray clothing, with the fourth Yang family elder as his escort.

“Esteemed gentlemen, I am the patriarch of the previous generation. Yang Qi, my unworthy son, offended you all.

I hope you will pardon the offense.”

After the old man entered, he noticed the gaping hole at the head place in the drawing room, but he quickly bowed, cupping one hand in the other, and apologized, his voice filled with modest courtesy.

Ten years ago, when their family’s Primal Core adept was still alive, the Yang family did not need to fear a first-stage Primal Core adept.

But now, a first-rank Primal Core adept was enough to easily wipe out the head of the family!

In the presence of a Primal Core adept, the Yang family elder could not lift even a finger.

Although the Yang family had several marriage connections with other families who possessed Primal Core adepts, none of these families would offend a Primal Core adept for the sake of the Yang family.

“Within half a month, collect the medicinal ingredients on this paper and give them to me.

After half a month, I will come and collect them. If there is even one missing, I will kill the ultimate Connate-level adept of the Yang family.”

Zhou Donghuang stood up at once and raised his hand. The paper in his hand was surrounded by a white mist then fluttered and flew directly toward the Yang family patriarch Yang Qi, floating in the air before him for a moment.

Yang Qi’s face paled with fear as he took it. Zhang Donghuang’s action also terrified the other Yang family elders whose facial expressions contorted.

“He … he’s also a Primal Core adept?!”

“Heavens! He doesn’t even look twenty; how can he be a Primal Core adept?!”

“Goodness! How … how can this be?!”