Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Zhang Ze walked towards the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword and stood before the longsword, taking a deep breath, his emotions surging.

"I, Zhang Ze, am a peerless genius who has caused the heavens and the earth to manifest phenomena. Today, upon obtaining this Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword, I will surely make its name known throughout the world!"

Hum!

Zhang Ze bit his fingertip and flicked a droplet of blood, which shot out and fell upon the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword.

To claim a primeval weapon, one must drip one's blood onto the blade.

Fusing the primeval weapon with blood, then nurturing it with vital energy, is the only way to fully unleash the weapon's might!

However, the blood from Zhang Ze fell onto the edge of the sword and was not absorbed by the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword—it rolled off as if droplets of water on an oiled cloth, 'pit-a-pat' falling to the ground, bursting open like a fresh red plum blossom.

Zhang Ze's expression stiffened, and the smile on Zhang Yong's face disappeared!

Failing to claim ownership... failed?

A drop of cold sweat fell from Zhang Ze's forehead; he refused to believe this evil omen and squeezed out another droplet of blood, yet it still did not merge with the longsword before him.

Looking at the two gorgeous bloodstains on the ground, Zhang Ze was overwhelmed with frustration!

Sikong Nan said solemnly, "Family Head Zhang, are you sure this primeval weapon has no owner?"

Zhang Yong's face was as gloomy as if he were mourning, "It surely is ownerless!"

Sikong Nan frowned and said, "This is strange. If it is ownerless, then logically it shouldn't be possible for the claiming to fail, unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhang Ze hurriedly asked.

Sikong Nan glanced at Zhang Ze and hesitated to speak.

Elder Yan looked at Xiao Yi and said indifferently, "Unless, this primeval weapon has discovered someone present with a greater talent than you, someone more suited to be its owner!"

"Impossible!"

Zhang Ze's eyes instantly turned bright red, and, disregarding his reverence for Elder Yan, he hysterically declared, "Who present has greater talent than I do? I am the unrivaled genius who has brought about the visions of the heavens and the earth. Does it refuse to acknowledge me? Would it rather recognize Chen Tao? Zhao Xian? Or Fang Qingzhu, this trash whose dantian is destroyed?"

As soon as these words were uttered, the faces of Zhao Xian, Chen Tao, and the others immediately turned extremely ugly.

A shadow of despair flashed in Fang Qingzhu's eyes.

Anybody present could possibly gain the recognition of the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword, except her!

Just as Zhang Ze said, she had lost her core, reduced to nothing but a cripple.

How could the Crimson Flame Chasing Soul Sword possibly fancy her?

But just at this moment...

Bang!

Xiao Yi abruptly stood up, his icy gaze landing on Zhang Ze, and his cold, hellish voice echoed out.

"Apologize to Qingzhu!"

"Apologize?"

Zhang Ze was taken aback, the ferocity on his face not abating in the slightest, as he sneered, "Who do you think you are? You also dare to command me?"

"Xiao Yi..." Fang Qingzhu looked anxious.

Xiao Yi gave her a reassuring smile, then coldly stared at Zhang Ze, "Within three breaths, kneel and apologize to Qingzhu, and I'll spare your life!"

"Hahaha! Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, do you really think so highly of yourself? Spare my life?"

Zhang Ze's face twisted with thick mockery as he sneered repeatedly, "Did I say something wrong? Is Fang Qingzhu not a trash? I am the peerless genius who has brought about the phenomena of the heavens and the earth. If I call you all trash, then you are trash!"

Zhao Xian's face darkened, "Zhang Ze, even if you are a genius that can invoke the visions of the heavens and the earth, there's no need to belittle us like this, right?"

Chen Tao's expression was also displeased, "Just because you can't get the weapon to recognize you, do you have to step on us in the process?"

"Hmph, If I can't make the primeval weapon recognize me, you all are even less capable!"

Zhang Ze's contemptuous gaze swept over everyone, his face cold with mockery, "Don't say I'm bullying you. If any of you can make this primeval weapon recognize you, I, Zhang Ze, will kneel and apologize in public. If not, then shut your mouths!"

Chen Tao and the others exchanged looks, left speechless.

Zhang Ze turned to Xiao Yi, his face full of disdain, "You want to stand up for Fang Qingzhu? Then you'd better have the ability to do so!"

With that, Zhang Ze moved towards the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword, his eyes filled with madness, "I refuse to believe that I can't tame a mere primeval weapon!"

Hum!

Zhang Ze's body trembled slightly, his vital energy surging with the intent to forcibly refine the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword!

However, just as his hand was about to touch the Crimson Flame Chasing Wind Sword, the blood-colored longsword suddenly burst forth with a piercing buzz of Sword Qi, shattering the wooden box with a clang!

The Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword transformed into a streak of blood-red light and shot towards Xiao Yi!

Clang!

The edge of the sword plunged into the ground, the sword hilt buzzing and trembling!

"What... what's happening?"

"Why has the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword run off to Xiao Yi?"

Everyone was shocked!

Elder Yan made a gulping sound, recalling Xiao Yi's transformation from before, his face revealing a knowing look.

Lord Sikong's expression became contemplative, and after a moment his pupils suddenly narrowed, "Is the primeval weapon voluntarily recognizing its master? How is this possible? Only truly astounding and brilliant individuals can make a primeval weapon spontaneously acknowledge them. Xiao Yi, he..."

"Could it be that Xiao Yi's talent surpasses Zhang Ze's?"

"This is impossible! Zhang Ze is a genius capable of inciting visions in the heavens and earth!"

Situ Kong's words drove Zhang Ze to complete madness.

His eyes were a blood-red, and he howled hysterically, "Impossible! I am the peerless genius who induces the visions of the heavens and the earth! If I can't tame it, how could you, a worthless cur, manage it?"

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi shook his head gently and reached out towards the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword in mid-air.

Hum!

The longsword turned into a blood rainbow, swooshing into Xiao Yi's palm in a flash, his hand clutching the blade as the sword thrummed, as if rejoicing.

With the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword in hand, the Sword Intent seed inside Xiao Yi's body emitted blood-red light. The blood clouds on the sword edge blossomed as if coming alive, radiating dazzling red light.

"It really recognized a master?"

"Incredible! The elemental weapon actually abandoned an unparalleled genius and chose a worthless son-in-law as its master?"

Shock filled the faces of the crowd.

With a slight upturn of his mouth, Xiao Yi's eyes were cool as he stared at Zhang Ze, "Three breaths have passed, if you don't kneel and apologize to Qingzhu, I'll take your life!"

"I'll kneel to your grandfather!"

Zhang Ze roared angrily, as he unleashed the full power of his Fifth Layer of the Gathering Qi Realm.

Shua!

Zhang Ze's longsword flew from his waist, the silver blade furiously stabbing towards Xiao Yi!

With that slash, there were three swords! Three streams of silver Sword Qi howled forward!

"Thunderous Triple Strike!"

The sword was like a thunderbolt, one strike with the force of three!

The keen Sword Qi skimmed the ground, cutting three vicious sword marks in it, sending sand and stones flying, showcasing its extraordinary power.

Xiao Yi stood calmly, his sword in one hand, as he made a slashing motion forward.

"Sweeping a Thousand Troops!"

Shua!

A blood-colored Sword Qi fanned out in front of him.

With the augmentation from the Sword Intent seed, the power of this sword increased by another thirty percent!

Clang clang clang!

In the midst of the cacophonous clashing of metal, the silver Sword Qi was completely shattered, while the blood-colored Sword Qi went 'pfft' as it struck Zhang Ze directly in the chest!

Wa!

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out as Zhang Ze staggered to the ground, a bloody gash traversing his entire chest!

Xiao Yi turned the tip of his sword, resting it on Zhang Ze's throat!

"Stop!"

Zhang Yong hurriedly stepped forward, looking solemnly at Xiao Yi, "Xiao, let's talk this over, please spare Zhang Ze!"

After speaking, he quickly turned to Zhang Ze, "Apologize to Fang Qingzhu now!"

A deep unwillingness emerged on Zhang Ze's pale face, but under the threat of death, he had no choice!

"Fang Qingzhu, I am sorry!"

Those three words nearly made him bite his tongue in frustration!

"Let him go," Fang Qingzhu sighed softly, speaking in a low voice.

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, flung the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword, its tip embedding in the ground, pulled up Fang Qingzhu, and turned to leave!

Ching!

The Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword freed itself from the ground and chased after Xiao Yi, landing in front of him.

Xiao Yi frowned.

With envy on his face, Sikong Nan said, "Xiao Yi, this sword has chosen you!"

With an aching heart yet aware that the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword could no longer be retained, Zhang Yong forced a smile, "Xiao, since this sword is fated to be with you, we shall gift it to you."

Xiao Yi's eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Elder Yan stepped forward, tossing a stack of silver notes to Zhang Yong, "Here are one million taels in silver notes. From this day on, the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword has nothing to do with your Zhang Family anymore!"

"Thank you, Elder Yan!" Zhang Yong said repeatedly.

Elder Yan stepped forward with a smile, respectfully saying, "Xiao, you can take the sword with you now!"

"Fine, if you insist on following me, then come along!" Xiao Yi shook his head, the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword buzzing as if cheering, leaping up and landing in Xiao Yi's hand.

The group drifted away.

Sikong Nan squinted his eyes and took his leave from Zhang Yong, "Lord Zhang, I have other matters to attend to, I shall take my leave first!"

"Lord Sikong, you previously mentioned taking Xiao Ze as a disciple…" Zhang Yong said eagerly.

Sikong Nan glanced at Zhang Ze and shook his head silently.

"We'll discuss this matter... another day!"

Having said that, he followed after Xiao Yi.

"It's all over, we're completely finished..."

Zhang Yong and his son were utterly dejected.

They had hoped to soar to the heavens with this opportunity, but instead, they were smashed down to the ground!

The disparity between their expectations and reality was enough to drive one to despair!

"Xiao Yi... Xiao Yi!" Zhang Ze's eyes were bloodshot!

In that moment, rage completely overwhelmed his reason!

Meanwhile.

At the gate of the neighboring compound of the Zhang Family.

Elder Yan said respectfully, "Xiao, if there's any news about the Purple-Patterned Blood Python, I will inform you immediately!"

"Much appreciated!"

Xiao Yi nodded, taking Fang Qingzhu back to the compound.

Elder Yan, accompanied by Lin Bingxin, got into the carriage and drove off into the distance.

They hadn't noticed that Sikong Nan had observed all of this.

His pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the two adjacent compounds, a terrifying speculation forming in his mind.

"Could it be that the one who caused the heavenly phenomenon wasn't Zhang Ze, but the despised second young master of the Xiao Family... Xiao Yi?"