CHAPTER 1374: CHAPTER 1374: THE TRUE AND FALSE GRANDSON

The Mansion Soldiers of the Secret Realm are different from the Imperial Soldiers; Mansion Soldiers are privately recruited warriors, often called retainers by common households.

Only officials of the official residence have the right to recruit Mansion Soldiers.

Moreover, there are strict regulations on the number of Mansion Soldiers.

For example, a Governor can recruit only a thousand soldiers.

A Mansion Lord, one hundred.

A County Lord, ten.

A Town Lord, two or three.

Mansion Soldiers eat privately provided grain, while Imperial Soldiers eat government-provided grain.

Generally, there’s a complete set of regulations to mobilize Imperial Soldiers; it’s not something that can be done on a whim.

Therefore, both Ji Wanrong and Governor Yi Zhongcheng brought their own Mansion Soldiers there.

These cultivators move extremely fast.

Although Purple Spirit Mountain is far from the inner city, they all reached the scene in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Inside the Liuu Family residence, the main hall, buildings, pavilions, and walls had already been swept down by a group of youngsters.

Chu Feng wielded a black spear, Murong Chong held a blood-red longsword, and Wang Jie held a golden feather sword, battling with Liuu Yichen of the Liuu Family.

Liuu Yichen displayed a variety of spells, enveloped in an aura of an immortal, with sword qi surging like waves without end.

Under the siege of Chu Feng and his two associates, he surprisingly did not fall behind at all.

Liuu Wenchen watched dumbfounded from below, his expression fluctuating, momentarily not recognizing his own grandson.

Liuu Yichen’s aura had greatly changed, wielding his sword arrogantly and imperiously, with an air of authority throughout.

Ji Wanrong and her group also frowned, having previously seen Liuu Yichen in action with Long Fei; he never had such formidable cultivation.

With one move, Rage of Thunder, a single sword swing caused lightning to roll over, drawing a golden ocean in the sky, like a Thunder God descending, mobilizing all the lightning in the sky to crash directly down on Chu Feng and his two associates.

Without thunder-repelling magical treasures, Chu Feng and his associates could only rely on their magical weapons to withstand it by force.

Chu Feng spun his spear around, pulling starlight to shield above him.

Murong Chong parried with the Sword of Slaughter, with black and white energy spiraling above his head, transforming into a Tai Chi Totem to block it.

Wang Jie unleashed a Great Roc Dharma Laksana, bathing in the thunderstorm, like a divine bird sweeping across the sky.

With a colossal crash, three explosions sounded.

The massive lightning blasts threw all three away, smashing the ground into pieces and raising clouds of dust skyward.

"Quick, go help them."

Ji Wanrong hurriedly instructed her attendants, startled.

Liuu Yichen hovered in mid-air with a cold demeanor, shouting calmly, "Who else wishes to challenge this lord?"

His eyes arrogantly scanned the surroundings, fixating on Liuu Wenchen, "Old fool, did you bring these people?"

Liuu Wenchen’s face turned red, almost coughing up blood.

Behind him, his son Liuu Zonghui, Liuu Yichen’s father, scolded, "Unfilial son, how dare you be so disrespectful to your grandfather?"

Liuu Yichen laughed, "Spare me your earthly rituals. The Cultivation World is always about the survival of the fittest, the strong reigning supreme. If you willingly pass the position to me, I won’t make things difficult. But if you defy my decree, today I’ll let the Liuu Family’s blood flow like a river."

"Mad, you’re truly mad!"

Liuu Zonghui’s beard trembled with rage, nearly slapping his rebellious son to death.

Ji Wanrong shouted, "Liuu Yichen, don’t you recognize the virtue of filial piety, or respect the law?"

Liuu Yichen sneered at her, "Judging by your attire, you must come from an official family? Your kind knows not the extent of my power; even becoming my grandchildren isn’t enough. But you are somewhat good-looking; I might consider keeping you as my maidservant."

"You..."

Ji Wanrong clenched her fist.

Ji Wanyu drew out Emperor Yu’s Sword, and scolded Liuu Yichen, "Rude! My sister is the South Yangtze Provincial Princess, Her Royal Highness of Great Xia; how dare someone like you mock her?"

Liuu Yichen’s eyes gleamed, "Oh? Her Royal Highness, no wonder your temper is so fierce. You indeed qualify to be my servant."

Ji Wanrong confirmed, this guy was truly mad, completely different from before.

Back then she had encountered all the geniuses of the realm.

Though Liuu Yichen had been proud of his talent, he was never this arrogant; now it’s like he’s a different person altogether.

Governor Yi Zhongcheng of Wuzhou seeing the princess being slighted, felt pleased and had the intent to recruit Liuu Yichen, courteously cupping his fist, "Brother Liuu, you possess extraordinary powers and abilities; why not serve the Imperial Court? The Third Prince is currently recruiting talents across the land. If you’re willing, I will vouch for you. Not only will the Liuu Family be yours, but whatever you desire in the future will also be at your disposal."

Liuu Wenchen cast a sidelong glance at Yi Zhongcheng, almost coughing up blood.

This Governor, instead of helping him, was currying favor with this rebellious grandson, and even offered the Liuu Family to Liuu Yichen.

Liuu Yichen laughed stirringly at Yi Zhongcheng, "Sounds good, who are you?"

Yi Zhongcheng replied excitedly, "I am the brother of the current Prime Minister, Governor of Wuzhou, of the Yi Clan from Great Xia, Yi Zhongcheng!"

"Not bad, finally someone with discernment."

Liuu Yichen, with a look of interest, instructed Yi Zhongcheng, "Governor Yi, if you are sincere, arrest those old geezers from the Liuu Family for me, and I will immediately support you."

"Ah?"

Yi Zhongcheng hesitated, looking towards Liuu Wenchen.

The clan leader of the Liuu Family had intricate connections with the Imperial Court; it wasn’t something that could easily be done.

Enraged, Liuu Wenchen’s dragon head walking stick struck the ground, "Liuu Yichen, have the guts to kill me. I’d rather die by your hands and end it all!"

Liuu Zonghui supported him, anxiously imploring Liuu Yichen, "Yichen, what’s gotten into you? I implore you, stop this madness. With such abilities, your grandfather will pass the position to you sooner or later; why the haste?"

Liuu Yichen cursed sideways, "This lord warns you, I am of noble status, a South Profound Senior. Anyone who dares to impose seniority will be slain without mercy."

Liuu Zonghui trembled, feeling that Liuu Yichen’s gaze lacked the affection of a son’s, appearing more like that of a demon chief.

Soon, someone emerged carrying the bloodied Liuu Jiangnan.

The disciples of the Liuu Family, recognizing Liuu Yichen’s tyranny, stood together with Liuu Jiangnan and rescued him from the dungeon.

He rushed over, urgently calling out to Liuu Wenchen, "Grandfather, don’t fall for this demon’s trap. My cousin is possessed; he’s not my cousin but another person."

Seeing him, Ji Wanrong quickly sent her people to protect him.

Liuu Yichen’s eyes glanced over, coldly fixating on Liuu Jiangnan, "Such audacity, to defy my decree. Do you all wish to die?"

The Liuu Family disciples shouted, "Demon, stop pretending. You are not our young master; we do not have a brother like you."

Liuu Yichen sneered, "Spouting nonsense, what evidence do you have to slander this lord here?"

"I am the evidence!"

A Mysterious Light shone, and Liuu Yichen’s nascent soul emerged from Liuu Jiangnan, floating in the air, shouting to Liuu Wenchen, "Grandfather, I am the true Yichen. This demon has occupied my body and is wreaking havoc in the Liuu Family!"

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, staring at Liuu Yichen’s nascent soul with incredulous expressions.

Having consumed the pill, Chu Feng and his associates, with their darkened skin already shed, gathered around, sneering coldly at the sky, "Imposter, so you’re a demon chief."

"Who are you really, and why are you wreaking havoc here?"

Wang Jie shouted.

Up in the sky, South Profound Senior Zhang Yuheng’s mouth curled into a sneer, a fierce glint in his eyes, regretting not destroying Liuu Yichen’s nascent soul.

However, he wasn’t anxious, merely glaring at Chu Feng’s group, exuding killing intent, "Who I am doesn’t matter. By killing you all, I shall truly become Liuu Yichen. Today, everyone who knows my identity and defies me must die!"