Chapter 472 An Extra Cheap Father

Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang's face twisted in a ferocious expression as he leaped from the peak, transforming into a streak of light and flying toward the mountain gate.

He had to stop all of this.

He would never let anyone who dared to humiliate his mother go unpunished.

Not even the Old Ancestor!

Hearing the words of the Zhao Family's Old Saint Monarch, Yan Chu raised an eyebrow and cast his gaze toward Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua, whose stunningly beautiful face showed not the slightest change in expression.

A trace of a smile appeared in Yan Chu's eyes: "Certainly!"

As soon as those two words left Yan Chu's lips, an uproar broke out within the Zhao Family.

Sounds of angry curses, low growls, sobbing, and sighs rose continuously.

Many looked up to the heavens and sighed; after today, the Zhao Family would never be able to hold its head high in the Fusheng Domain or the Yuanqing Holy Realm.

Unless... the Ziyun Sect and the Tianxing Sect were to end up just like his Zhao Family...

"No!!!"

"You cannot agree to him!! Old Ancestor, you cannot agree to him!!!"

Amidst the collective sighing of the Zhao Family, Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang's roar suddenly erupted at the mountain gate, his face filled with rage.

This immediately drew many gazes, and the emotions that had just been suppressed began to surge and grow noisy once again.

"Whose brat is this? Blast him away!!"

The Zhao Family's Old Saint Monarch raised his white eyebrows and reprimanded coldly.

In the eyes of these two supreme rulers, the so-called Fifth Young Master of the Zhao Family was no different from any other clansman; they couldn't even tell who was who.

Not far away, Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi was struggling with her thoughts, but upon seeing this, her expression changed, and she hurriedly replied:

"Please forgive me, Old Clan Chief. My foolish son is impulsive and does not understand the Family's affairs. I will discipline him immediately!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand gently, and a layer of hazy Law light imprisoned Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang. He could no longer move and was unable to utter a single word.

The Old Saint Monarch's expression softened slightly, and he let out another cold snort:

"Whoever is his Dao Protector failed to watch over him properly; they must be severely punished afterward."

Clan Elder Zhao Xuan, who had followed from behind, heard these words, and his face turned deathly pale, draining of all color.

There was one thing the Old Saint Monarch had not finished saying.

If even Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua had said nothing, what right did Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi have to refuse?

"Mother, you... you must not agree to him, otherwise what will happen to Father?"

Just as Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang reached Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi's side, he spoke with an anxious face.

Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi was dressed in an indigo palace gown, her figure tall and curvaceous, her skin as fair and delicate as jade, her entire being exuding a mature charm.

If one were to set aside cultivation and status, and speak solely of appearance and temperament, she was on par with Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua; both were among the most beautiful women in the Fusheng Domain.

Although time had left a faint trace upon her, it had not affected her beauty, but instead added a touch of allure.

Hearing her son's words, Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi merely sighed faintly and shook her head gently:

"Qingshang, you are too young and do not yet understand. Compared to the survival of the Family, what does a little reputation matter?"

"Yan Chu's strength alone is already so formidable; in the future, he will surely be an extraordinary powerhouse."

"The Old Ancestor is also considering the Family."

"Today, let alone you, even if your father were here, he would not dare to defy the Old Ancestor's order; he could only agree."

His mother's words immediately plunged Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang into despair.

To suddenly have a cheap father added to his head; he never thought such a thing would one day happen to him.

At this moment, he wished his father were not the Clan Chief, and that he were not the Clan Chief's son.

"I would rather die than let Yan Chu succeed!"

Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang's veins bulged on his face as he gritted his teeth and said.

"Stop saying foolish things. You have cultivated for several hundred years; compared to achieving the Dao, what does mere chastity matter? Do you not even understand this principle?"

Facing her son's fury, Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi tapped her finger on Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang's forehead, and he fell into a deep sleep without the slightest power to resist.

Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi flicked her wide sleeves, and a light of power enveloped Fifth Young Master Zhao Qingshang, flying back to the spirit peak where the Clan Chief's lineage resided. Her mellow and graceful voice reached the ears of Clan Elder Zhao Xuan:

"Watch over him; do not let him appear here again!"

Clan Elder Zhao Xuan received the order, sighed inwardly, and turned to leave.

Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi brushed the hair from her forehead and shook her head, thinking to herself:

"My child, what is the use of impotent rage? In this world, strength is ultimately king!"

"If you were a Great Saint, who would dare to force your mother?"

As for now, she could only obey the Old Ancestor's command and sacrifice herself for the Zhao Family.

Thinking of this, Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi's heart could not help but beat slightly faster.

If she were truly to serve Yan Chu together with Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua, she would not have to bear the heavy pressure alone.

It was just that she did not know what the clansmen would think after this matter.

She was also a Saint Monarch who had cultivated for over four thousand years and had served as the Clan Chief's wife for over a thousand years; in the hearts of the clansmen, she had always been graceful and solemn. Her reputation would be completely ruined from now on.

But immediately after, Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi shook her head and smiled.

With Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua there to block any storms, what did she have to worry about?

While the mother and son were speaking, the two highest-ranking Old Ancestors of the Zhao Family had already settled this transaction with Yan Chu.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, I hope you will keep your word and never make things difficult for my Zhao Family again from now on!"

Yan Chu laughed and said:

"That will depend on the performance of your Zhao Family!"

The Old Saint Monarch narrowed his eyes and looked at Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua beside him,

"Yinghua, it is up to you now!"

Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua sighed faintly and nodded silently.

Although she had some mental preparation, her mood was still somewhat complicated.

Thinking that she, Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua, had cultivated for over eight thousand years, lived a clean and self-respecting life, had countless suitors when she was young, and had never had any entanglements with anyone.

She did not expect that at such an age, she would be subjected to such a demand. Truly...

Thus, under the watchful eyes of the Zhao Family's Saint Monarchs, the two stunningly beautiful women, Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua and Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi, walked out of the Zhao Family's great formation and appeared above the Cold Moon Mountain Range.

All the Saint Monarchs pushed their attention to the limit.

They were afraid that Yan Chu would use this as an excuse to lure the two female Saint Monarchs of the Zhao Family out of the formation and launch a sneak attack.

Fortunately, however, Yan Chu did not do so.

He simply swept his sleeves, and taking Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua and Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi with him, disappeared from the eyes of the Zhao Family members.

Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua and Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi did not resist, letting his power sweep them up, and in an instant, they appeared on the other side of the Cold Moon Mountain Range.

"Phew... He has finally disappeared..."

A Zhao Family elder let out a long breath.

Yan Chu's strength was too great; just a moment ago, a demonic blade had reached into the formation and carried away a large swath of the Zhao Family's core powerhouses, leaving a heavy sense of oppression in everyone's hearts.

Now that they saw he had truly disappeared, the heavy stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground.

"Yan Chu... he wouldn't do anything to Second Ancestor Zhao Yinghua and Clan Heads Wife Zhao Lingyi, would he?"

"He shouldn't!"

Someone who knew about Yan Chu's deeds in the Lower Realm pondered and said:

"According to information obtained from the soul-searching of that monk, the Blade Demon seemed to have a penchant for this when he was in the Lower Realm. Many hostile forces catered to his preferences, offering him beauties to resolve their grudges with him."

"The entire Lower Realm knows his nature!"

"Phew... That's good then!"

After sighing, this person suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit off, and only then did he notice that the people around him all had embarrassed expressions.

In this way, what difference was there between the Zhao Family and those forces in the Lower Realm?