Chapter 14 Pressures Coming From The n


    People found Darren presumptuous and arrogant. That was the impression he left with almost


    everyone present.


    "Evan, are you all right?" Evan''s mother asked with concern as she picked him up.


    He was crying. "My arm is broken, Mom. Help me. You must let uncle kill that bastard! Huhuhu," he


    replied.


    "That''s enough! A true man doesn''t cry like a baby when he gets injured!" Evan''s uncle, Stan, said as


    he red at him. He was Evan''s mother''s brother and they were both descendants of the Yue n.


    "But since you are my nephew, I don''t allow anybody to bully you like this," he continued, "Darren, as


    you broke Evan''s arm, it''s fair for you to break both your arms yourself!"


    "Haha," Darrenughed at Stan''s words. "He deserved that. I''d kill him without hesitation if I were given


    the chance," he said.


    His words surprised everyone who heard. He did not seem to fear anyone. This was a mystery that no


    one understood.


    It was well known that Stan was at the second stage in the Spirit Realm, making him the most powerful


    cultivator in the Yue n.


    "You arrogant little prick! Who do you think you are?" Stan eximed. Then, he turned to the n


    elders. "As elders of Chu n, do you think that it is right to punish the person who broke his brother''s


    arm or not? The rude does not deserve mercy!" Stan asked, showing a reasonable look.


    "ording to our n rules, it''s proper to do that, yes," an old man from Chu n confirmed.


    "Proper? What bullshit is that?" Darren shot dismissively. "Evan bullied me and my younger sister ever


    since we were children. He beat and scolded us whenever he felt like it. Shouldn''t he pay the price for


    what he has done?


    After my father''s death, he provoked me again and again. I was tolerant of him but he still wanted to kill


    me. Shouldn''t he pay price for that? He, together with Bob the butler, beat my younger sister just now.


    Shouldn''t he pay price for that?


    When Evan caused us distress, nobody showed up to help us. How dare you speak of n rules now!"


    he eximed.


    Everyone fell silent when Darren finished speaking. Everything was true.


    "Humph, know your ce, loser! Nothing you say will stop me from breaking your arms!" said Stan.


    Unable to respond to what Darren said, he decided to ignore it and resort to force.


    "Do you want to take charge in our n, outsider?" another man spoke.


    It was Darren''s elder uncle, Reed.


    Darren cast a nce at him. He knew that although his so-called elder uncle said this, it was not


    because he supported him. Instead, this was his way of unting his status.


    "Oh, my brother, why do you keep embarrassing yourself?" another remarked. "Stan is protecting his


    nephew and that''s reasonable. He is Evan''s uncle. Since his father, our brother, died, the responsibility


    to do so has fallen on Stan. Also, isn''t it a little too early for you to speak with that tone? You''re not


    even chief," Mark, Darren''s younger uncle said sarcastically.


    "Does that mean you are taking Stan''s side? As your elder brother, it is then my responsibility to teach


    you a lesson, you rude bastard!" Reed replied angrily.


    "You want to teach me a lesson? Really? Okay, let me see you try. Come on!" Mark said.


    "Bullshit, let''s fight then!"


    ...


    Suddenly, all the people wanted to fight each other and Darren stood in the background of it all,


    forgotten. There were many rival factions within the Chu n and they had never been harmonious.


    "Stop!" A thunderous sound roared.


    With it appeared several old men. They all were calm and steady like hills. They were the elders of the


    Chu n. Among them was the Chief Elder.


    "Chief Elder!"


    "Chief Elder!"


    Everyone in attendance, including outside cultivators invited by different factions, acknowledged the


    presence of the Chief Elder. Everyone knew of the strength he possessed. He was the strongest in the


    Chu n and had gotten to stage seven in the Spirit Realm.


    "Stop arguing. The man who will be in charge of our n will not be decided by you all!" he dered.


    He nced at the people in the crowd. "We have all decided that the junior who will be qualified to


    enter the Ilmen Sect will be appointed as the chief. Do you all agree with that?" he asked.


    Hearing this, Reed, Mark, and the genius Nichs, allughed in triumph. It was exactly what they


    wanted.


    "No way! I think it would be unfair to decide the chief based on the qualifications of bing a disciple


    of Ilmen Sect," a woman said. She was married to a man in Chu n from Zhou n and she thought


    it was unjust because her son''s talent was only at the sixth level.


    "I also think so!"


    "It shouldn''t be like this!"


    Other people whose sons had mediocre talent in martial arts all opposed the idea.


    "I have an idea. Although talent is important, a man who wants to gain immense strength is required to


    show more perseverance and resourcefulness. Only young, powerful men can protect our n. That


    said, I would like to suggest a contest for junior members on the annual meeting that will happen in 6


    months. Whoever wins first ce will be chief. What do you think?" someone suggested.


    The Chief Elder nodded, "It''s reasonable. The one who passes the test for the Ilmen Sect can also


    directly challenge the strongest contender."


    Nobody opposed it.


    The Chief Elder then turned to Darren. "Evan is protected by the Elders Cab during his whole


    lifetime. As Darren broke the family rules, you can deal with him ording to n rules," he dered.


    "Brother, there is something I have to say," the elder named Abner who was standing beside the Chief


    Elder said. He somehow saw a little bit of hope for Darren. He felt like there was more to him that met


    the eye.


    "There is nothing to speak! Nobody is allowed to challenge the family rules," the Chief Elder


    interrupted. In the Chief Elder''s mind, talent, strength and background were what mattered in the Chu


    n. Darren was not worth supporting because hecked all of those.


    This disappointed Darren.


    "Don''t pretend to be impartial, Chief Elder. You think I don''t have a future because of my mediocre


    talent for martial arts. You think I don''t have background because my mother''s n is poor. Stop talking


    about n rules, will you? You''re such a hypocrite!" Darren felt like he had nothing to lose anymore.


    "You disrespectful little bastard," the Chief Elder said angrily.


    "What, isn''t it true, though? Honestly, if it were Nichs who broke Evan''s arm, you wouldn''t treat him


    the same way, right?" Darren continued.


    "Nonsense! Anyone who breaks the rules of the n will be treated equally. Dare to say one more


    word and I will punish you myself!" the Chief Elder boomed.


    "Hahaha!" Darren burst intoughter. "You are such a hypocrite! Everyone knows the truth! Even if


    Nichs kills Evan, you will not even say a word! This is such a joke! Everyone knows that!" Darren


    said.


    "Shut up, loser! Do you want to die?" Nichs came out and said. Darren''s words infuriated him.


    The Chief Elder didn''t know what to say anymore so he kept silent.


    "He is a loser --a mean dog that barks wildly at anyone! He dares to talk about Nichs because he


    knows he''s going to die!"


    "He is crazy! He should know his ce! How dare he answer back to the Chief Elder!"


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    More people started to despise and curse Darren.


    "And you, Nichs, don''t think you are extraordinary because of your so-called talent. To me, level


    seven talent is as useless as rubbish. Oh no, wait, it''s even lower than rubbish," Darren said.


    "What did you say? I dare you repeat that!" Leo and ke were now angry as well. They also


    possessed level seven talent in Yellow Degree.


    "Did you just say that level seven talent is rubbish? You really want to die, don''t you?"


    "That''s just what I said. In fact, you all are rubbish in my eyes, real rubbish," Darren remarked. Darren


    did not care much about what he said. He knew that everyone would hate him sooner orter. He might


    as well speak his mind right now.


    "I will kill you, little loser!"


    Nichs rushed at Darren first, throwing his fist to Darren''s head.


    Darren easily summoned his internal energy and quietlyunched a cold sword. In the next instant, the


    same sword disappeared leaving only a trace of force in the air. Most of the people present did not see


    what happened. They only found Nichs suddenly retreated.


    Nichs was shocked because the sword skill was so fast and so perfect. There was no w in it.


    ''Maybe it''s because of my carelessness, '' he thought. This made him feel a little better.


    ''That was the first move in the Profound Nine Sword Skills, '' thought an old man behind the crowd. The


    events did not interest him initially, but Darren caught his attention at that moment. Apparently, the man


    was the guard of the Martial Skill Library.


    He did not expect to see anything extraordinary when he came but Darren gave him a big surprise.


    ''He sessfully executed it. But how?'' The guard of the Martial Skill Library thought in disbelief. He


    could still remember clearly how the silly boy in front of him had only mediocre talent.


    "You clown!" Now, it was Stan who was approaching Darren fast.


    Bearing the pressuresing from a Spirit Realm warrior, Darren couldn''t breathe and even


    react.