Immortal Martial Emperor

"What’s a Fifth-grade Middle-level Primordial Weapon? Is it more amazing than this?"

Her sweet, childlike voice was exceptionally innocent and pleasant, like the clear ringing of a silver bell or a tune from the heavens—a delightful and soothing sound.

Little Chenxi’s black, gem-like eyes widened, blinking with pure innocence and wonder.

Zhang Kang froze. ’Whose child is this?’ he thought. ’So ill-mannered. Why is she interrupting when adults are speaking?’

But to maintain his dignity as the Crown Prince of the Aolai Kingdom, he kept his expression neutral, casting a cold and aloof gaze toward Little Chenxi.

But in the next moment, Zhang Kang was completely dumbfounded.

On Little Chenxi’s wrist, a translucent bracelet had a particularly charming look to it, shaped like an intertwining willow branch.

The bracelet was engraved with strange, esoteric Runes that pulsed with a jade-green light, giving it an otherworldly and profound aura.

The energy fluctuations it emitted weren’t particularly strong.

And yet...

The moment this Primordial Weapon appeared, everyone found they couldn’t tear their eyes away from the jade-green bracelet.

"Th-this, could it be a S-Sixth-Grade Primordial Weapon?"

Zhang Kang stammered.

Fu Shuo and Wang Lidin’s eyes also went wide. They stared unblinking at Little Chenxi, their throats suddenly feeling dry and tight.

"F-Fu Shuo, you’re from a Primordial Weapon Family. I-is this a real Sixth-Grade Primordial Weapon?" Wang Lidin whispered, nudging him.

Zhang Kang also turned to look at him.

Fu Shuo swallowed hard and nodded. "It... it is. A Sixth-Grade Primordial Weapon. And a precious Defensive-type Primordial Weapon at that."

"Good heavens..."

Zhang Kang felt his head spin.

It was bad enough that during their contest of riches, his Two Dragons Playing with the Pearl had been outdone by Young Master Yeban.

But now, in a contest of Primordial Weapons, not only did the other side possess several Fifth-grade Middle-level Primordial Weapons that were in no way inferior to his Trident, but they also had a Sixth-Grade Primordial Weapon that completely overshadowed everything else—and a priceless Defensive-type Primordial Weapon, no less.

More importantly...

This Sixth-Grade Primordial Weapon was on the wrist of a little girl.

The blow was simply too much to bear!

"Hee hee, Brother Yeban and Brother Hongyu have even more amazing things than mine. Do you want to see?" Little Chenxi asked, full of cheerful innocence.

Zhang Kang: "..."

Fu Shuo: "..."

Wang Lidin: "..."

The three of them looked at each other, utterly speechless.

Finally, Zhang Kang forced himself to answer, "H-heh... No, that won’t be necessary!"

He was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

The three exchanged helpless and dejected glances.

’Our carefully prepared three-part humiliation has just begun, and it’s already backfired on us twice in a row. This isn’t how the script was supposed to go at all!’

’No, I can’t just admit defeat. I have to win at least one round. Otherwise, how can the Aolai Kingdom save face? The three of us will become their laughingstocks!’

With that thought, Zhang Kang cleared his throat and looked at Hong Yu’s group. "I never expected you to be so wealthy, to even possess an ultimate weapon like a Sixth-Grade Primordial Weapon. Truly impressive! However, as Martial Artists, we should focus on our own cultivation, not rely on external items!"

"Oh? And what do you propose?" Hong Yu asked.

Zhang Kang and his two companions were constantly changing their tune.

Not only were they ungrateful for being rescued, but they also repeatedly targeted and provoked him. This was starting to anger Hong Yu.

Zhang Kang said coolly, "I think we should have a contest between Martial Artists!"

"Hey, you’ve gone too far!"

Xu Wudi flared up, her eyes wide with fury. "We saved you, and it’s bad enough you’re not grateful. You keep causing trouble, and we’ve tolerated your arrogance. You wanted to show off your wealth and your Primordial Weapons, and we played along. And now you want to fight?"

"Miss, I, the Crown Prince, do not agree with you. You saved us of your own volition. I never begged you to rescue me, did I? Tell me, did I ever once ask for your help?" Zhang Kang retorted.

Fu Shuo quickly nodded. "The Crown Prince is right. We never asked you to save us. In fact, we would have reached the Xiahuang Ancient Kingdom just fine on our little boat. We would have gotten closer to the sea, too. You’re the ones who ruined it, and now our boat is gone."

Wang Lidin nodded in agreement.

Xu Wudi’s eyes widened. "..."

Young Master Yeban was also stunned. "..."

Hong Yu’s face grew dark. ’Damn it,’ he thought. ’So saving them was just me being a busybody? These sons of...’ This time, he was truly enraged.

What a bunch of freaks!

Hong Yu took a deep breath and stared intently at Zhang Kang. "Fine. You want to compete with Martial Force? You want a battle between Martial Artists? Good. I’ll give you the chance!"

With an Arrow Step, Hong Yu moved forward.

He slowly raised his arm, extended his index finger, and pointed at Zhang Kang and his companions.

Then, he said calmly, "Don’t waste time. All three of you, come at me together."

"What?"

The three of them stared in disbelief.

Fu Shuo frowned. "Hong Yu, I know you have some skill. But you might not be aware of our true strength. The three of us are all geniuses from the Aolai Kingdom—the top three True Dragon Geniuses from our martial tournament, in fact..."

"I know."

Hong Yu nodded and repeated, "Come at me together."

Wang Lidin was furious. "Aren’t you a little too arrogant, Hong Yu? All three of us are True Dragon Geniuses of the Heaven-Transforming Realm! Our Crown Prince is even a genius at the Mid-stage Primordial Embryo Realm, the Third Transformation of Heaven Realm! How dare a mere Early-stage Primordial Embryo Realm like you provoke all three of us at once?"

Zhang Kang crossed his arms and said with a look of feigned pity, "We don’t want to be known as bullies. Besides, our attacks are heavy-handed. We might accidentally take your life. I can forgive your previous ignorance. Why don’t you pick just one of us as your opponent?"

"Too much talk. Just make your move!"

Hong Yu’s expression remained cold and calm.

The three of them exchanged a glance.

They saw the anger in each other’s eyes and simultaneously gritted their teeth. "Attack!"

’This shameless bastard! Let’s teach him a harsh lesson!’

’Let’s attack together. We have to show him how strong we three brothers are!’

The successive failures of their three-part humiliation plan had long since filled them with resentment and rage.

SWOOSH!

The three moved in unison, charging toward Hong Yu in a coordinated formation.

Although they were infuriating freaks that made one want to pin them down and beat them senseless, their strength was undeniable.

Moreover, their teamwork was flawless.

Wang Lidin was the first to act, activating the powerful Mystical Illusion behind him.

It was a great cauldron.

It was stable and imposing, heavy and silent. Its body was wreathed in cyan light, with terrifying streams of energy swirling above it as if it could smelt heaven and earth itself.

"The Mysteries of Martial Arts I have comprehended is the path of suppression! This Mystical Illusion is the Dreadful Eight-Direction Cauldron. Anyone it strikes will be Sealed!"

Wang Lidin was full of confidence. "But don’t you worry, Hong Yu. I will only Seal you. Once you admit defeat, I will naturally release you!"

As he spoke, the Mystical Illusion behind him descended.

Faced with an attack that could Seal his cultivation, Hong Yu merely snorted. "Scram!"

And threw a punch.

BOOM!

Cyan light surged forth—it was the True Dragon Arm from his Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique.

The Dreadful Eight-Direction Cauldron collided with the True Dragon Arm.

KRA-KA-KRAK!

The confidence on Wang Lidin’s face instantly shattered, replaced by an expression of visceral pain and fear.

His Dreadful Eight-Direction Cauldron shattered on the spot.

"Pfft!"

Wang Lidin spat out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying backward, landing in the sea with a loud SPLASH.

"Next!"

Hong Yu’s gaze fell on Fu Shuo.

Fu Shuo was tall, and his Mystical Illusion was that of a Long-armed Ape.

The Long-armed Ape excelled at combining strength and speed, making its attacks incredibly unpredictable. Wielding his powerful Primordial Trident, Fu Shuo thrust it through the air.

A dazzling golden light shot out, transforming into a golden dragon that roared toward Hong Yu.

BOOM!

Three beams of silver light shot out from Hong Yu’s right hand.

It was the Heaven-Ripping Divine Claw!

The divine claw resembled the talons of an Ancient Divine Beast. It pulsed with silver light, and its very movement seemed capable of tearing through the void and shattering mountains and rivers.

"Heaven-Ripping Claw!"

Hong Yu roared.

He raised his right hand high, and with three sharp SWISHES, the sound of air being sliced apart rang out.

Three silver arcs of light streaked through the void. The light of the claws grew, resembling crescent moons, like beams of brilliant moonlight appearing from nowhere.

BANG!

Facing the Heaven-Ripping Claw, Fu Shuo felt his life was in danger.

His expression turned grave. A circle of golden light rippled out from his body, crackling with arcs of lightning that jumped like thunderbolts.

Strands of golden Primordial Gang condensed, forming a massive pair of golden ape arms that crossed to block in front of him.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Heaven-Ripping Divine Claw slammed against the ape arms, erupting in a blinding shower of sparks.

They were as dazzling as fireworks, as brilliant as the midday sun!

"Get down!" Hong Yu roared.

The Heaven-Ripping Divine Claw sliced right through the Protective Ape Arm, exposing Fu Shuo. Hong Yu’s Divine Demon Wings flared, and his body shot forward like a bolt of lightning as he launched a vicious kick.

BOOM!

Before Fu Shuo could even utter a word, he was kicked clean off his feet, sent flying over three hundred meters through the air before plummeting into the sea.

Hong Yu then turned to face Zhang Kang. "Only you left."

The color drained from Zhang Kang’s face.

His forehead was dripping with sweat, and his lips began to tremble.

He was kicking himself.

He had assumed Hong Yu was merely at the Early-stage Primordial Embryo Realm, and that the strongest among them was Landy, who was only at the Mid-stage Primordial Embryo Realm.

Therefore...

Zhang Kang hadn’t taken any of them seriously, convinced he could defeat them all!

What a pity.

He had seen the beginning, but he could never have guessed the ending.

Watching Hong Yu approach step by step, Zhang Kang subconsciously stumbled backward.

"Weren’t you going to teach me a lesson? Put me in my place? Why are you backing away now? Are you scared?" Hong Yu asked.

Zhang Kang’s expression flickered.

It was a whirlwind of emotions.

Seeing Hong Yu’s Divine Demon Wings begin to vibrate slowly as he prepared another attack, Zhang Kang’s expression suddenly hardened. A vicious, determined glint flashed in his eyes.

Staring intently at Hong Yu, he roared, "You forced my hand! Today, I’ll show you my ultimate technique!"

"Ultimate technique?"

Hong Yu paused, his guard rising.

However...

When he saw what Zhang Kang’s so-called "ultimate technique" was, he froze completely. The corner of his mouth twitched, his eyes filled with disbelief...

’So, his so-called ultimate technique was actually...’