618: Chapter 614 Zhao Hao is my brother!

Misty Rain Tower was the premier entertainment venue in Cangwu City, gathering the most beautiful women from Cangwu City and even the entire Central Province. Its fees were exorbitant; ordinary Cultivators and commoners could not even set foot inside. Those who could afford to spend money here were either scions of the Zhao Family, influential figures allied with the Zhao Family, or Cultivators seeking to curry favor with them.

On the second floor of Misty Rain Tower, inside a luxurious private room, the lights were bright and the fragrance of wine filled the air.

A young man dressed in brocade robes with an arrogant expression sat in the seat of honor. His left arm was around a stunningly beautiful woman, while his right hand held a jade cup filled with spiritual wine. His gaze was haughty and his tone arrogant. Surrounded by several other Zhao Family scions also dressed in fine clothing, they all looked supercilious, wantonly teasing the women beside them in a scene of chaotic extravagance.

This young man sitting in the seat of honor was named Zhao Yue. He was the third son of the Zhao Family's patriarch, Zhao Chengyi. Relying on his status as a member of the Zhao Family and the fact that his eldest brother, Zhao Hao, was the closed-door Disciple of Qingyun Sect's Sect Head Jiang Qingyun and possessed the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Divine Armor, he acted tyrannically in Cangwu City. Arrogant and overbearing, he committed all sorts of evils—bullying commoners, oppressing Cultivators, seizing property, and forcibly taking women. He had done every bad deed imaginable. The commoners and Cultivators of Cangwu City hated him to the bone, yet they dared not speak out.

"Come, beauty, have a drink with this Young Lord." Zhao Yue held the woman beside him, his tone frivolous as he forced the spiritual wine into her mouth.

The woman was originally a Red Pavilion Guard and did not usually accompany guests for drinks, but she had no choice; this was Cangwu City. Her eyes were filled with fear and grievance, yet she did not dare to resist. She could only obey submissively, tears welling in her eyes but held back by sheer will.

"Hahaha, good, that's the way!" Zhao Yue laughed loudly, his tone arrogant. "That's more like it. In this Cangwu City, there is nothing this Young Lord wants that he cannot get!"

The Zhao Family scions nearby chimed in with fawning tones: "The Third Young Lord is right! In Cangwu City, the Third Young Lord is the heavens; no one dares to offend him!"

"Exactly! With the Third Young Lord's noble status and extraordinary talent, he will surely become a top-tier powerhouse and rule a region in the future, just like the Eldest Young Lord, Zhao Hao!"

In the main hall of Misty Rain Tower, the noise was deafening and the atmosphere was festive. Many Zhao Family scions and influential figures allied with them were drinking and making merry while enjoying the singing and dancing.

As Zhao Yue and his entourage walked into the hall, everyone stopped what they were doing. With sycophantic smiles on their faces, they all stood up to pay their respects: "Greetings, Third Young Lord!"

Zhao Yue glanced at them with disdain and waved his hand, his tone arrogant: "Forget it, forget it."

His gaze swept across the hall, his eyes full of insolence.

He saw a young Loose Cultivator dressed in green cotton robes sitting at a table with a delicate-looking woman. The two were conversing in low voices, and the woman had a shy smile on her face; they looked very much in love.

A flash of greed and jealousy flickered in Zhao Yue's eyes.

He had taken a liking to that delicate-looking woman. No matter who the woman was, as long as he took a liking to her, he had to have her. Even if she was someone else's wife or sweetheart, he would never show mercy.

Zhao Yue swaggered over to the table and kicked it over. The wine cups and utensils scattered across the floor in an instant, splashing wine all over the Loose Cultivator and the woman.

"What kind of thing are you, daring to drink with a beauty in front of this Young Lord?" Zhao Yue's eyes were cold and his tone arrogant as he looked down at the Loose Cultivator.

The Loose Cultivator stood up abruptly, his face full of rage, as the Spiritual Qi fluctuations of the Late Golden Core Stage radiated from his body.

He looked at Zhao Yue and said coldly, "I am drinking here with my beloved; it has nothing to do with you. Why do you provoke us for no reason?"

"Beloved?" Zhao Yue sneered, his gaze insolent. "In Cangwu City, any woman this Young Lord takes a fancy to belongs to me. What do you mean, your beloved? I think you're tired of living!"

He reached out, attempting to pull at the woman's sleeve, his tone frivolous: "Beauty, come with this Young Lord. I guarantee you'll eat the best food, drink the finest wine, wear silks and satins, and enjoy endless wealth and glory. It'll be ten thousand times better than following this pathetic Loose Cultivator!"

The woman was so terrified that she trembled all over. She quickly hid behind the Loose Cultivator, clutching his sleeve tightly, her eyes filled with fear.

Seeing this, the Loose Cultivator's anger grew even more intense. He shielded the woman, looking at Zhao Yue with cold eyes and a determined tone: "In your dreams! She is my beloved, and I will never let you harm her! If you dare to act recklessly again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Impolite?" Zhao Yue laughed loudly, his tone arrogant to the extreme. "Just with you? A mere Late Golden Core Stage Loose Cultivator dares to speak of being impolite to this Young Lord? I think you don't know how the word 'death' is written!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yue stopped wasting words. With a wave of his hand, a sharp bolt of Spiritual Qi shot directly toward the Loose Cultivator's brow.

His cultivation had already reached the Middle Nascent Soul Stage. He did not hold back with this strike, clearly intending to kill the Loose Cultivator outright.

The Loose Cultivator's expression changed drastically. He never expected Zhao Yue to be so ruthless, attacking without hesitation and using a killing move from the start.

He wanted to dodge, but the Spiritual Qi of a Middle Nascent Soul Stage expert was too fast and its power too great; he simply didn't have time to react.

"Puchi—"

The sharp Spiritual Qi accurately pierced the Loose Cultivator's brow. His body stiffened, and the anger in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by endless resentment and despair. He slowly collapsed to the ground, his breath ceasing, his life completely gone.

Upon seeing this, the woman collapsed to the floor on the spot and began to wail loudly. Her cries were shrill and heartbreaking.

The main hall of Misty Rain Tower instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was trembling with fear. They knew Zhao Yue was arrogant and overbearing, killing without blinking an eye, but they hadn't expected him to kill a Loose Cultivator so casually in broad daylight in a place like Misty Rain Tower.

Misty Rain Tower belonged to the Red Pavilion, and the Pavilion Master of the Red Pavilion, Shu Xiaohong, was one of the strongest immortal Cultivators on the Eternal Continent, with a cultivation said to be at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence.

The Red Pavilion had rules that prohibited killing.

But facing a Zhao Family Young Lord like Zhao Yue, the Misty Rain Tower guards didn't dare to stop him.

The Zhao Family's influence was immense, and Zhao Hao's reputation shook the world.

Zhao Yue wore a smug smile. Looking at the woman collapsed on the ground and weeping bitterly, he said frivolously, "Beauty, now no one can stop you from coming with this Young Lord, right?"

Just then, several Loose Cultivators in the hall couldn't help but stand up: "Zhao Yue, you've gone too far! Killing people at will and seizing women in broad daylight—aren't you afraid of divine retribution? Aren't you afraid of inciting public outrage?"

"Divine retribution? Public outrage?" Zhao Yue sneered, his tone arrogant to the extreme. "In Cangwu City, this Young Lord is the heavens! My word is the law! Never mind killing a mere Loose Cultivator; even if I killed all of you, no one would dare to say a single word!"

"Zhao Hao is my brother! If you have the guts, come and hit me!!" Zhao Yue stood with his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, provoking everyone. "I'd like to see who dares to lay a finger on me! Who dares to offend me, Zhao Yue? Who dares to offend our Zhao Family!"