The Steward Demonic Emperor
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Chapter 735: Young Sanzi Came to Help
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Whoosh~
Just like pitch-black rain, they all landed like a downpour behind Luo Yunhai. He came before Zhuo Fan in excitement, “Brother Zhuo, it’s been ages. How have you been?”
“Alright.”Zhuo Fan grinned and patted his shoulder, “I’m relieved you’ve now grown into your role as clan head. You must be skilled now in leading the Luo clan.”
Luo Yunhai shook his head, “It’s all because brother Zhuo set the stage. With the three stewards minding everything, even as a Clan Head, I didn’t have much worry.”
“Ha-ha-ha, a clan head’s greatest ability is to manage his people. If you’d micromanage everything in the clan, then you wouldn’t be a Clan Head.”
A smile was splayed on Zhuo Fan’s face, “Those three are called the wisest three in Tianyu. It’s clearly not for nothing. With them by your side, I had no worries.”
Luo Yunhai was worried though, “But big brother Zhuo, I always hoped you’d come back. I’ve always kept the Grand Steward spot empty for you. Even Steward Zhuge won’t touch it. As for the other two, you got their positions set. When will you be coming back?”
“I’ll be a steward again when I return?” Zhuo Fan grinned at him, “I’m currently soaring through the ranks, yet to come back down…”
Startled, Luo Yunhai blinked at Zhuo Fan, “He-he-he, there’s another empty seat as well, my sis’ husband. You could always…”“Uhm, forget it. It’s better to be a steward.” Zhuo Fan shook his head, “I already have a wife. I sent a jade slip over to call for help just to save her then go back to the Luo clan.”
“Truly?”
Luo Yunhai was overjoyed. Just then, a rough voice sounded from behind, “Steward Zhuo, you’re coming back at last? We’ve waited ages for this.”
Zhuo Fan looked up to see a very familiar face, his number one aid, Li Jingtian.
He was already in the 6th layer of Ethereal Stage, bursting with power and might. His grand aura even forced the weaker cultivators back.
Next to him was Qiu Yanhai, Xue Qingjian, the two sages and tens of others in the Ethereal Stage. While foreign to him, they all held Zhuo Fan in high regard.
“Elder Li, everyone, long time no see. I’m indebted to you for this.” Zhuo Fan cupped his hand before them.
Returning the gesture, they said, “Steward Zhuo, it’s our duty!”
“Thank you all. Let’s rush to Mystical Heaven Sect!” Zhuo Fan cupped his hands again and shouted.
The Luo clan bowed and took to the skies, “Till the end!”
The Demon Scheming Sect’s crowd was in shock at such display. These guys only had around forty Ethereal Stage experts, yet Zhuo Fan only told them to fight and they obeyed, no questions asked; not caring about their safety.
The Demon Scheming Sect had many reservations in this battle, yet they…
They looked at Zhuo Fan’s serious face with a lost look then sighed.
[They are Steward Zhuo’s clansmen, of course they trust him. They didn’t even ask for a reason to fight, only for Zhuo Fan to tell them to.]
It went to show just how highly he was seen among them.
[No wonder Steward Zhuo abandoned Demon Scheming Sect’s prospects to return home.]
[This clan was worth it…]
Fiend Yang and Venerable Qi sighed.
“Dad!”
A childish voice came from the skies once more. The people looked up to see a red glow flash before them, taking the shape of a seven-year-old.
Only this kid could fly and from the faint aura he gave, he was definitely in the Ethereal Stage. All of Demon Scheming Sect was shocked.
[How did this kid train? This is ludicrous.]
Only Zhuo Fan and Luo clan knew that he was Tianyu’s number one freak, Invincible Scamp Gu Santong. No matter how freaky and tough Zhuo Fan was, he fell in second place.
Not that it mattered when they were practically related.
“Dad!”
Gu Santong landed right in Zhuo Fan’s arms, cheering. Zhuo Fan smiled, “Kid, you came at last. I thought the old guy wouldn’t let you.”
“As if. Even if uncle said no, I’d just sneak out to help my old man, he-he-he…” Gu Santong was so glad he was holding Zhuo Fan in a tight and long hug.
Zhuo Fan was also happy to see him.
However, the Demon Scheming Sect was dumbstruck.
[A freak like Zhuo Fan had a seven-year-old in the Ethereal Stage?]
[His entire family is made of freaks!]
They could only sigh and shake their heads.
“Eh?”
Gu Santong pointed at the two sages, “Why aren’t you two dead yet? Last time you had me trapped real tight. Now you dare show your faces again before me? Let me just send you off then, permanently!”
Gu Santong was about to jump out of Zhuo Fan’s arms and straight at the two. The sages tensed and fell back.
“Young Sanzi, they’re with me. I also helped you by teaching them a lesson. It’s all in the past now.” Zhuo Fan grabbed Gu Santong and explained.
Startled, Gu Santong turned to him and only after a while did he nod, “How smart of you. You’re only alive for being on dad’s side, humph…”
Snickering, Gu Santong raised his tiny fist at the two and the sages sighed.
[Young lord, it’s you who always messed with us. You’re just as unreasonable as your old man.]
[Scratch that, you’re worse!]
The sages felt helpless before the duo bearing the same insufferable attitude.
“That’s enough catching up. Let’s see how we’re going to attack Mystical Heaven Sect.”
After pleasantries, Zhuo Fan turned serious, “Yunhai, how many did you bring?”
Luo Yunhai cupped his hands, “The Four Tigers of Tianyu are defending the border, Elder Yan is handling alchemy, while the stewards handle the internal affairs. Except for them, Luo Alliance’s entire power is now present. We have fifty Ethereal Stage experts, five thousand in the Radiant Stage and a hundred thousand large Flying Tiger Army!”
Demon Scheming Sect’s oldies clicked their tongues.
[For a mere clan to gather such force sure is a rarity. As our agent in Tianyu, he really is amazing.
“Then we will make up for each side’s gaps. Next will be crushing their home advantage.”
Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed and waved at the two armies to come and hear his plan. They all lit up and looked at him in stunned silence.
Two months later, in a dark room in Mystical Heaven Sect, the sound of the door unlocking was heard as the heavy iron door creaked open.
A savage face was revealed, yet he wore the lavish clothes of a gentleman, Xuan Shaoyu.
In this dark place sat three girls, Chu Qingcheng, Shui Ruohua and a woman in her thirties, of soft skin and black eyebrows. Despite being pale, she kept her grace.
“Senior sister Qianying, is this really necessary?” Xuan Shaoyu bore a twisted smile as he mocked, “Your confinement will soon end. Twenty years have passed, yet you still cling to this. You’re unmarried so I don’t need you. Why must you cause such a scene?”
Glancing at him with a cold look, she spoke, “Shaoyu, I’ve watched you grow and thought you’d be different from your father. I was wrong. Your demons are worse than your father’s. Your father loves his son dearly. Which is yours?”
“My father, the Sect Leader is your master, no? The way you talk is like you don’t see him like that anymore.”
Xuan Shaoyu huffed and turned to Chu Qingcheng’s flawless beauty with intoxication, “Everything I do is for love. Junior sister Qingcheng, half a year is almost up and he still hasn’t showed up. You better hold your end. Don’t worry I won’t suck you dry, I know restraint. I wish to grow old with you.”
Chu Qingcheng’s brow rose and she spoke flatly, “He will come. Since he said he’ll be here in six months, then he will be here. If he won’t show, it’s because you stopped him. I will always hold on until he comes before me.”
“Humph, a demonic cultivator entering a righteous sect?”
“Demon? Ha-ha-ha, who is the real demon here, I wonder?” Han Qianying mocked.
Xuan Shaoyu was furious and clenched his fists. But he controlled himself. Then, a frantic disciple rushed over to report, “Young master, there’s someone outside the sect asking for you. He said he’s Zhuo Fan from Demon Scheming Sect.”
