The Steward Demonic Emperor
chapter-356

Chapter 356, The Might of Luo Clan

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

Shivering, Yongning realized that she wasn’t torn apart by the two mighty powers and was in fact caressed by a breeze. She cracked her eyes open just a hint.

But what she saw made her cry out and fall down in fright.

Before her was a man in every sense of the word. With broad shoulders, white hair floating in the wind and a deep gaze looking down on all creation.

But the greatest shock was how this man actually put a stop to the raging tempest the two peak Radiant Stage experts unleashed.

His left hand was twisted into a savage dragon claw, holding Li Jingtian’s wrist unscathed by Li Jingtian’s black energy trying to eat it. While his right arm made a simple block with his palm. Yet this plain act seemed to contain endless power as Huangpu Fenglei’s nine golden dragons couldn’t budge an inch.

The people cried out in shock, seeing the situation take an impossible turn. Two peak Radiant experts were handled like a bunch of chickens!

Huangpu Fenglei and Li Jingtian were overwhelmed watching the man. Then the once lost feeling of fear slowly crept into their soul.

They were peak Radiant Stage experts, fearless against any adversary in Tianyu. But now they were reacquainted with this feeling of dread a century later by this man in front of them.

The fact that these two peak experts couldn’t match their enemy brought a deep sense of loss to them.

They had roamed Tianyu all their lives and reached the peak of power, so where did this guy come from that could trump them?

Not to mention he was young…

“Who… are you?”

Watching the youth sent from the heavens holding the evil dragon claws at bay, Yongning’s cheeks flushed. A single question plagued her mind, “Did the imperial mother send you to protect me?”

Ignoring the shell shocked princess, the youth’s right hand moved and Huangpu Fenglei was forced back with a groan.

Rumbling!

The pavement crumbled, as Huangpu Fenglei skidded back, leaving deep scars. He only stopped when he was in his original spot, ten meters away.

Raising his head, his face was pale.

He had just used Imperial Tyrant Body Art, a profound ranked martial art to attack, yet the opponent easily took it and even pushed him back. Just what power did this man have?

[Who the hell is this guy?]

Not sparing him another moment, he looked at Li Jingtian and pushed back the black dragon claw of his, “Elder Li, you’re still not backing down?”

That woke Li Jingtian right up. What had happened was too shocking and he withdrew his attack only now. Then he showed his respect, “Steward Zhuo!”

“What, Zhuo Fan?!”

As if rehearsed, the Crown Prince, second prince and Huangpu Fenglei cried out.

They looked at him like a zoo animal. They had all heard of Zhuo Fan’s glorious name, but never thought he’d be so much of a freak in person. Was there anyone in the world who could take on two peak Radiant Stage expert’s attacks?

Leng Wuchang and Huangpu Tianyuan were dumbfounded. How could that monster grow so much in little under half a year? He was a completely different being from the one they saw in the Esoteric Debate!

Then their faces turned heavy.

With how true power could topple anything and the more Zhuo Fan grew stronger, the more futile Leng Wuchang’s attempts were to deal with him. To say nothing of what a treacherous knave Zhuo Fan was to begin with. Add to that his power and they felt as powerless as when facing Gu Santong.

Fang Qiubai and Sima Hui stopped dead in their tracks, watching dumbstruck for two seconds before their faces sank.

“Old Fang, should we bust our heads and keel over? The youth of today seem to have overtaken us. Hard days await us…” Sima Hui sighed.

Fang Qiubai’s face twitched.

One thing had to be said though. Following Zhuo Fan’s explosion of power, the emperor would have to change his plans for the Luo clan. The two of them were sure they’d be seeing Zhuo Fan far more often in the future.

For the imperial family, they were ready to face any danger, endure any psychological torture this youth stronger then them might subject them to.

And since the inception of the great Divine Dragons, this would probably be the hardest thing yet…

“Zhuo Fan, you came!”

Luo Yunchang moved with the Luo clan to his side. Watching him come down like a god filled her with joy, then she glanced at the dumbstruck Yongning and asked, “Miss, are you alright?”

Yongning blinked for a long time at Zhuo Fan before she could find her words, “Are you that… Zhuo Fan? You’re ten times more handsome than the rumor goes!”

Zhuo Fan’s face twitched, but Luo Yunchang got ahead of him as she said coldly, “Miss, please mind yourself. Steward Zhuo isn’t someone you can casually address.”

“But the way he casually dropped was unlike any human, ha-ha-ha…”

A laughter came followed by a mountain of flesh running over in excitement, “Brother, I missed you so much!”

With one last step, he jumped on Zhuo Fan.

Glancing over, Zhuo Fan only kicked the meatball two meters away as it landed with a boom.

Face covered in dust, Yuwen Cong put on the look of a kicked puppy, “Brother, what did you do that for?”

“I’d rather not get crushed to death, thank you!” Zhuo Fan rolled his eyes.

“Humph, who are you trying to play here? You stopped two peak Radiant Stage experts but can’t take a bit of my extra weight?”

Zhuo Fan cocked his head and ignored him, which only worked to enrage him.

Yongning looked at them for a second before saying, “Third brother, you know him?”

[Third brother?!]

Everyone looked at her stunned. Luo Yunchang gasped, “Then you’re… the princess?”

“Yes.”

Yongning held her head high and revealed a proud face, but when she glanced at Zhuo Fan and found him not at all interested her mood sank.

“Yongning, how did you get out? What are you doing here? Do you realize how dangerous that was?” Yuwen Bo rushed over and chastised his sister, then bowed to Zhuo Fan, “Thank you young master Zhuo for your timely rescue. I am…”

Zhuo Fan had already left, leaving the Crown Prince in an awkward position.

He then noticed that Zhuo Fan was going in the Regent Estate’s direction.

[What is he going to do, fight?]

Everyone grew excited and nervous. What they saw when he stopped Li Jingtian and Huangpu Fenglei was positively incredible. How would the Regent Estate, the unrivaled head of the seven houses over the past millennium, cope?

The people were eagerly awaiting the good show.

This was unprecedented. Anyone messing with the houses got annihilated, but a few years ago, Zhuo Fan began chipping at the seven houses’ power.

Outside of the seven houses, Tianyu now had an eighth, Luo clan. And their steward, Soaring Demonic Dragon, was someone neither house wished to test, all while he was more than delighted to step on their toes.

What was more, the Luo clan was about to be officially acknowledged, setting up Luo clan’s roots for all eternity. After a long thousand years, the ranks of the houses would finally be redefined…

Whoosh!

Huangpu Fenglei flashed before Zhuo Fan with a grave face. His eyes staring down on him, “You’re Zhuo Fan? What are you trying to do?”

The rest of the Regent Estate was on high alert.

Zhuo Fan merely smiled, “Oh nothing. On this auspicious day, the Luo clan is receiving its title and I hoped everyone would keep to themselves, or a war might break out…”

“War? Humph, Luo clan only has Li Jingtian, what can you possibly do? An upstart clan like you with no legacy dares fight a house? To me, Luo clan has only two people. There is no war! What a joke, ha-ha-ha…” Huangpu Fenglei mocked.

The rest had to agree.

The Luo clan’s biggest problem was being shorthanded. Zhuo Fan and Li Jingtian were great experts and strong to boot…

But take them out and the rest would be easy pickings. They weren’t even useful as cannon fodder.

Luo clan’s weakness was clear for anyone to see.

Second prince snickered. [Ever heard the saying, shorthanded? You two are great but the rest are junk. Once surrounded, the rest will fall like flies.]

Zhuo Fan mocked, “Dumb bigot, you think I don’t have a way to fight that legacy of yours?”

Zhuo Fan pointed at the sky, “Feast your eyes on the Luo clan’s power, a power to crush any house!”

Pa!

With a crisp sound, powerful surges came from the heavens above…