Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

BOOM!

Three Foundation Establishment Cultivators and fourteen Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivators stepped into the grand hall in unison. Their bodies blocked the incoming sunlight, casting a massive shadow.

In that instant, seventeen pairs of eyes converged on Chen Che.

Like...

a pack of wolves surrounding their prey!

"Have you all come to my Jinyun Valley about the mining grounds?"

’Is that all you’ve got?’

Hearing the man’s tone, Chen Che remained completely unfazed, his eyes merely opening a fraction wider:

"Previously, the Han Family and Jinyun Valley signed an agreement, but the Han Family went back on their word and sealed off the entire mining ground. I don’t particularly care for the Han Family’s way of doing business. Today, you will give me an explanation!"

When Chen Che showed no reaction to being called ’Tributor Chen,’ a flash of disdain crossed Han Xiyue’s eyes.

Now, hearing him bring up the mining ground himself, Han Xiyue let out a cold laugh.

"Ye Jingzhou is dead. The agreement he signed is naturally void!" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

As he spoke, Zhu Xu and Yang Ping, who stood behind him, brazenly sized up the grand hall.

The hall was immense, nearly a thousand paces from end to end. The floor was paved with fine bluestone, and sandalwood columns several centuries old supported the entire structure. The hall was unadorned, save for a single, flamboyantly written calligraphy scroll of the character for "Dao" hanging behind Chen Che.

Profound simplicity!

The two exchanged a look, a hint of greed in their eyes.

’Jinyun Valley truly is a blessed place. It’s a shame Ye Jingzhou didn’t know how to manage it, and now it’s fallen into the hands of some greenhorn.’

"Besides, when the agreement was first signed, the Han Family and Jinyun Valley were not on equal footing in terms of strength. Now that Ye Jingzhou is dead, the power dynamic has shifted dramatically. It’s no longer appropriate for Jinyun Valley to take an eighty percent share. The stronger party should naturally get a larger slice of the pie..."

Han Xiyue turned his head, looking at Chen Che with great amusement.

"Therefore, I believe the agreement should be renegotiated!"

"Your reasoning is sound!"

His gaze swept over them. Chen Che suddenly felt that the man had a point. Not only did he have no intention of refuting him, he was actually quite supportive.

"I agree!"

"Haha! Tributor Chen, you’re a straightforward man!"

’What a pushover,’ Han Xiyue thought with a light chuckle, the disdain in his eyes growing. "My Han Family will take eighty percent, and Jinyun Valley will take twenty! Do you have any objections, Tributor Chen? If you do, we can take our time... and discuss it further!"

’Discuss it?’

’Would he dare?’

On the way here, he had seen that Jinyun Valley was in the midst of large-scale construction, clearly in a period of rebuilding from ruin.

He hadn’t seen a single disciple of any note within the Valley.

With Jinyun Valley’s current strength, would they dare go to war with the Han Family? How many men could they even muster? Without Ye Jingzhou’s formidable prestige, how many Loose Cultivators would be willing to fight the Han Family to the death? Did he think he could rely on the handful of nobodies currently in the Valley?

True, they still had Rong Zhongxuan, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, but the Han Family had one more on their side.

After all, the outcome of any negotiation is ultimately decided by strength.

"Of course I do!"

As everyone stared in astonishment, Chen Che spoke slowly, "I take one hundred percent. The Han Family will get out of the mining grounds!"

"What?"

Han Xiyue’s brow furrowed, his eyes turning ice-cold as he stared at Chen Che.

CRACK!

Zhu Xu and Yang Ping, who had been casually looking around, snapped their heads toward him. They seemed stunned, clearly not having expected this.

"Chen Che!"

The smile on Han Xiyue’s face vanished, and he said coldly:

"Don’t think that just because you’re the Valley Master, you can act like Ye Jingzhou. Who the hell do you think you are, daring to bargain with me? I only offered you twenty percent out of respect for the fact that Jinyun Valley has two Foundation Establishment Cultivators."

"If you don’t appreciate my generosity, then just like with Ye Jingzhou, I’ll wash Jinyun Valley in blood all over again!"

Chen Che’s expression turned cold. "So, you’re refusing?"

"Tributor Chen, it’s not that we’re unwilling, it’s just that this is too difficult to arrange!" Zhu Xu said with a grin, his voice raspy. "A mere ten percent... is far too little..."

"Hmph, hmph!"

Yang Ping, hands clasped behind his back, let his eyes dart about as he looked Chen Che up and down. His expression seemed to say, ’And you think you’re worthy?’

"Difficult to arrange?"

Chen Che showed not the slightest bit of displeasure. Instead, he grinned. "Then there’s no need to arrange it at all!"

"What do you mean?"

Before Han Xiyue could even process it, he saw Chen Che raise his right hand and flick a finger forward.

SWOOSH!

A bolt of Sword Qi, like a swath of silk, shot out in an instant.

But he was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, after all. He reacted the instant Chen Che raised his hand, quickly sidestepping the attack. The Cultivator behind him, however, was not so lucky. With a POP, his head exploded.

The headless body fell to the ground, as stiff as a wooden post.

"How dare you?"

Han Xiyue’s eyes went wide.

He never imagined that Chen Che would be the one to strike first. The rage in his heart became uncontrollable. "Kill him!"

BOOM!

The thirteen remaining Han Family Cultivators threw open their cloaks, revealing crossbows already in their hands. These were modified crossbows, each with three grooves, the arrows already nocked and drawn. Every single arrow was not only coated in poison but also carved with glowing runes.

The Han Family had used such crossbow arrows against Chen Che before, but back then, he had only been in the Qi Refining Realm.

Now that Chen Che had reached Foundation Establishment, the arrows had, of course, been upgraded.

With a squeeze of the triggers, thirty-nine crossbow arrows burst forth. They flashed in midair, one arrow splitting into two, two into four, until in the blink of an eye, they had multiplied into thousands. Each arrow possessed the power to kill a cultivator at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer!

But Chen Che, seated atop the Lotus Platform, neither dodged nor evaded. Relying on his immense True Essence, he simply endured the countless arrows head-on.