Devouring Soul Emperor

"Excellent! That bastard Zhao Zhiyi, his good days are over!"

"That old bastard was stuck for over twenty years before his breakthrough. Our Qingyun broke through to Martial Artist before he’s even sixteen. Killing that old man will be as easy as slaughtering a dog!"

Chu Qingyun’s words sent another wave of excitement through the crowd in the courtyard.

Just then, a middle-aged man rushed in. "Village Head, this is bad! Zhao Feilong from the Zhao Family Castle—he’s back again!"

Zhao Feilong!

At the mention of this name, fire blazed in Chu Qingyun’s eyes once more.

Chu Lie and the others had just told him. His father’s injuries had already healed, but then Zhao Feilong had injured him again.

"Chu Hua, Qingyun, go and deal with this Zhao Feilong."

A fierce glint flashed in the Village Head’s eyes as he spoke.

The Village Head and the other elders didn’t move. Chu Hua led a group of younger Martial Artists to the village entrance.

At the village entrance, Zhao Feilong was swaggering about, harassing the married women and young girls of the Chu Family Village as they passed, groping them and teasing them incessantly.

The surrounding men from the Chu Family Village could only grit their teeth, filled with rage but not daring to speak out.

Zhao Feilong was feeling extremely smug.

Coming all alone to a large village like the Chu Family Village to throw his weight around... he would never have even dared to imagine doing such a thing in the past.

But now, he had actually done it.

And the people of the Chu Family Village didn’t even dare to make a peep!

"Zhao Feilong, you again!"

Chu Hua’s furious roar upon his arrival made Zhao Feilong jump, and he nearly stumbled and fell.

"Damn it, Chu Hua, you dare talk to me, Feilong, like that? Apologize to me right now and call me Feilong. Otherwise, I’m not done with you people today!"

Zhao Feilong recovered his wits and spoke with wild arrogance.

Hearing this, the corner of Chu Hua’s mouth twitched violently. He wished he could just slap this bastard to death.

In terms of seniority, Chu Hua was from the same generation as Zhao Feilong’s uncles, yet Zhao Feilong was demanding he call him Feilong.

This was absolutely intolerable!

"Hmph. Zhao Feilong, I wonder if you still recognize me?"

Chu Qingyun let out a cold snort and stepped out from the crowd. His gaze, fixed on Zhao Feilong, was glacial.

’Now I have some regrets. I shouldn’t have held back during the marriage contest. I should have just killed Zhao Feilong then and there.’

’Still, it’s not too late to do it now.’

"Chu Qingyun!"

"Hahaha! You actually dared to come back! Good, good. Just you wait. You’re a dead man!"

Upon seeing Chu Qingyun, Zhao Feilong couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

’If I report this to Zhao Yishui, I’ll be rewarded handsomely!’

However, recalling how Chu Qingyun had taken him out in a single move at the marriage contest, Zhao Feilong decided to toy with him for a while first.

"Chu Qingyun, I’m in a good mood today. Crawl over here and lick my shoe clean, and I’ll let you all go. What do you say?"

Zhao Feilong stared at Chu Qingyun, a sinister smile on his face.

’Lick his shoe? And he’ll let us go?’

Chu Qingyun’s expression darkened. Inwardly, Chu Hua, Chu Lie, and the others sneered.

’If this fool knew that Chu Qingyun was already a Martial Artist, he’d probably be scared to death.’

"Zhao Feilong, it seems you’ve forgotten what a beating feels like!"

Before the words had even faded, Chu Qingyun moved. He was like an afterimage, suddenly appearing right in front of Zhao Feilong.

Zhao Feilong was only a mere level-four Martial Artist; he couldn’t follow Chu Qingyun’s movements at all. It was as if Chu Qingyun had used Instant Teleportation to appear before him.

"Get down!"

With a cold shout, Chu Qingyun lashed out with two lightning-fast kicks, effortlessly shattering both of Zhao Feilong’s kneecaps.

With a THUD, Zhao Feilong toppled backward onto the ground. His legs were completely useless.

"No... Impossible! How are you so fast?!"

It wasn’t until he was lying on the ground that Zhao Feilong came to his senses, crying out in shock and terror.

"Hmph. Zhao Feilong, a piece of trash like you wants to be called Feilong? You wanted me to lick your shoes?"

Chu Qingyun looked down at him, staring coldly at Zhao Feilong as he spoke.

"Chu Qingyun, you... you dare strike me?! Believe it or not, my Zhao Family Castle can reduce your Chu Family Village to ashes in an instant!"

Zhao Feilong, still refusing to give up, threatened him viciously.

"Reduce to ashes?"

Chu Qingyun scoffed, then raised his foot and stomped it hard into Zhao Feilong’s mouth.

"A filthy mouth can’t speak decent words. Didn’t you want to lick a shoe? Today, I’ll let you have your fill!"

Chu Qingyun suddenly slammed his foot down, shattering every single tooth in Zhao Feilong’s mouth.

"Chu Qingyun... Yun... spare... spare me! I’ll never do it again..."

At that moment, Zhao Feilong finally lost his nerve.

With all his teeth gone, his speech was slurred as he mumbled and begged for mercy.

"Hmph. Spare you? You dared to harm my father. For that, you deserve to die!"

Chu Qingyun snorted, then stomped his foot hard on Zhao Feilong’s chest. A terrifying force surged into his body, shattering his heart.

"A well-deserved death! Of all the bastards in the Zhao Family Castle, that Zhao Feilong was the most arrogant!"

"Damn you, Zhao Feilong! Who knew you’d end up like this!"

The people of the Chu Family Village all cheered loudly.

However, some were also filled with worry, anxious about the terrible consequences that might come from killing Zhao Feilong.

That evening, Chu Qingyun and a few captains from the village guard went to see the Village Head.

"Village Head, esteemed uncles, tonight, I will go to the Zhao Family Castle. I will eliminate Zhao Zhiyi and Zhao Yishui and completely extinguish the Zhao Family Castle’s hopes!"

Chu Qingyun said, his expression grim.

After his experiences training in Qingshan City, the current Chu Qingyun would show no misplaced mercy to his enemies.

"Going tonight? Isn’t that a bit rushed?" someone voiced.

The Village Head shook his head. "We’ll do as Qingyun says. It will be tonight."

"But, Qingyun, you must remember one thing: no matter what happens, protecting yourself is the most important thing!"

"You’re not even sixteen, and you’re already a level-one Martial Artist. Your future is limitless. Compared to you, the entire Zhao Family Castle is just a pile of shit."

"So, even if you fail, your priority must be to ensure your own safety!"

Hearing the Village Head’s words, everyone deeply agreed.

As long as a genius like Chu Qingyun continued to grow stronger, the future development of their Chu Family Village would be boundless!

"Don’t worry, Village Head. Zhao Zhiyi and the others are as good as dead!"

That night, Chu Qingyun rested at home. Once his parents were asleep, he quietly got up, leaped out of his courtyard, and left the village.

At the village entrance, Chu Hua and a few others were already waiting, a horse prepared for him.

"Qingyun, since you’ve decided to do this, you have to be ruthless. Don’t give them any chance to strike back, understand?"

Before he left, Chu Hua whispered to Chu Qingyun, who was mounted on his horse.

Chu Qingyun nodded, a chilling light flashing in his eyes. "After tonight," he said, "the Zhao Family Castle will have no more Martial Artists at level six or higher."

’If I only kill Zhao Zhiyi and Zhao Yishui, the Zhao Family Castle’s strength would still be considerable. It could still cause huge problems for the Chu Family Village.’

’But if I eliminate all their Martial Artists at level six and above, then our Chu Family Village won’t even need to lift a finger. The surrounding villages will be more than enough to make them suffer.’

’After all, after being bullied by the Zhao Family Castle for so many years, they’ll retaliate like madmen the moment they get the chance!’