Chapter 91 Rebellion Began (Part One)


    n walked to Michael''s side, and patted his face in a condescending manner.


    "Old man, do you feel afraid now? You should be. But you know that, don''t you? It doesn''t look like


    you''re an idiot. From this moment on, I am the new head of the Ilmen Sect. All the cultivation resources


    of your sect belong to me now. I no longer need your permission," he said, cruellyughing out loud.


    He turned around to face the rest of the people and announced loudly, "Listen up, all of you. Today is a


    big day. I''m the new Sect Leader. You have two choices: either you surrender now, or you die.


    First of all, I''d like to announce some big news.


    The people of the School of Sword Skill will be sentenced to death, so will everyone from the School of


    Arrow Skill. The disciples from the rest schools will be ves to my people from the School of de


    Skill. Am I making myself clear to you?"


    After n''s deration, the ce became filled with pleas and cries in an instant.


    "Oh my gosh. What should I do? I cannot die or be a ve! I still have to take care of my parents," one


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    said in a panic before breaking out sobbing.


    "Elder n, please let me go home. I don''t n on joining any of you."


    The training ground was thrown into a turmoil.


    "Long live our great leader!"


    The disciples of the School of de Skill eximed cheerfully. Now that n was taking charge of the


    Ilmen Sect, they could do anything they wanted.


    In order to show their new power, some of them walked to the crying disciples and beheaded them with


    their sabers just because they wanted to.


    "You son of a bitch. Our master has just be the new Sect Leader, and you have the audacity to


    say that you want to go home? How dare you disrespect him like this? Go to hell!"


    In only a few minutes, most, if not all, of the crying disciples had been ughtered helplessly.


    Appalled and terrified at the scene, the other disciples shut up. They thought, ''This is what hell must be


    like," and instantly regretted evering to the Ilmen Sect.


    Michael and the other elders, while indignant and sad, did not even dare to stop them because there


    were two Wonder Realm masters there who were on n''s side. Taking action now would mean


    suicide for them. They knew they were more help to the sect when they were alive, and so, they kept


    silent against their own will.


    Instead of punishing his unruly and violent disciples, n praised them for their cruel acts against the


    innocent people of the sect. With a wave of his hand, he ordered his loyal followers, "Take Darren to


    me. It is time for me to take his life."


    Darren, n knew, was involved in his son''s death, and so he had been waiting for a long time to kill


    Darren. Now that he was the Sect Leader, killing Darren was one of his first orders of business.


    Upon hearing this, a group of people cleared the path immediately. The next second, Darren and Elsa


    came into n''s view.


    Everyone else focused their eyes on Darren, including the young man who stood between two


    cultivators of the Wonder Realm. With his eyes lighting up, the youth said, "Wait, before you do


    anything, get someone to battle that brat. He is going to die anyway. But before that, I want to see him


    struggle."


    "May... May I know the reason, young master?" asked one Wonder Realm expert.


    "No reason. I just want to do it. Isn''t that enough reason for you?" the young man replied arrogantly.


    "Who wants to fight that brat? Anyone who kills him will have the honor of being my servant," The


    young master said superciliously, as he turned to look at the members of the Ilmen Sect.


    Darren, on the other hand, immediately flew into a rage.


    "My young master, Darren might have killed my son, so I''d like to end his life on my own so that I can


    avenge my son. I hope you would stay out of this and leave him to me," n said humbly as he moved


    closer to the young man.


    The moment he finished his sentence, he got pped across the face.


    A loud voice cut through the air.


    "Who the hell are you? I couldn''t care less about your stupid vengeance. He is my prey. How dare you


    get in my way? You''re nothing but a pathetic loser to me," the young master berated, embarrassing


    n.


    n didn''t expect the young master to be someone who would p him like that with so many people


    around. He looked at the elder in ck silently, wishing that the elder could defend him and his honor.


    "Humph! How rude you are. You dare to defy young master? Apologize to him right now!" the old man


    in ck berated.


    n was stunned at Moore'' response. He had thought that his grand uncle would stand up for him, but


    it turned out that he was on young master''s side.


    "What are you waiting for? Get on your knees and apologize, you loser," Moore Mo demanded brashly.


    The next second, an enormous internal force Moore had unleashed came at n and forced him to get


    down on his knees. n knew that if he did not make an apology, he was the one who was going to be


    killed. He was shocked. It was until now that he realized how weak he waspared to the Wonder


    Realm cultivators and the young master.


    Terrified as he was, he pulled himself together instantly. He quickly lowered his head, and said


    sincerely, "I''m sorry, sir. Please forgive me for my rudeness."


    The young masterughed out loud cruelly and responded, "Fine, I''ll spare you this time. Just


    remember one thing: you are nothing to me."


    In spite of the situation they were in, the people present still felt d to see the young man insult n


    that way.


    "n, do you believe in karma? Never in a million years did I expect that I would ever see you kneel


    before someone like this. Ha-ha!" ridiculed a middle-aged man with a spear on his back.