Disciple, go down the mountain and wreak havoc on your martial sister Chapter 61 - 61 60 Consider It a Dream Come True

61: Chapter 60: Consider It a Dream Co True 61: Chapter 60: Consider It a Dream Co True In the main hall on the first floor, shock painted every face of the Zheng Family, their eyes brimming with disbelief.

That family head, who had always been unyieldingly tough and unscrupulous, was actually compromising?!

A sensation of their benchmark collapsing filled everyone, making the substantial disparity difficult to accept at the mont.

Amidst the utter silence of the crowd, Chu Yi couldn’t help but let out a mirthless chuckle.

“Compromise now?

Too late!”

“Must you insist on totally annihilating us?!” the Zheng Family patriarch’s veins bulged as he exclaid, “Our feud can’t be that big, can it?!

Seeing him still playing the victim at this point, Chu Yi simply shook his head, speechless.

If everything is always justifiable for you, then what else is there to say?

“You all better watch yourselves.”

After dropping that line, Chu Yi, with one hand in his pocket and the other tossing a dagger, casually walked toward the exit.

Wherever he passed, the mbers of the Zheng Family scattered like they had seen a ghost, their expressions filled with terror.

It wasn’t until Chu Yi’s figure had vanished down the tree-lined path that they finally exhaled in relief.

“He’s too arrogant!

I cannot swallow this indignity without killing him!”

“We can’t let this go, no matter the cost, we must kill that brat!”

“What use is there in ranking assassins?

We should take matters into our own hands!”

…

Noise filled the room as everyone expressed their indignation.

It was only when the Zheng Family patriarch banged his cane that they quieted down and listened attentively.

“Right away, tally up the number of kids in the family.

Pick the ones who excel and imdiately make arrangents to send them abroad; disperse the rest for safety!”

His words left everyone stunned.

“Patriarch, what are you doing?”

“We haven’t lost yet; why are you starting to plan an escape?”

“Yes, isn’t that what you do when the family is on the brink of collapse?”

“Think this through!”

…

Facing their queries, the Zheng Family patriarch bellowed, “Silence!

A bunch of good-for-nothings!”

Everyone imdiately fell silent, then heard the patriarch somberly say, “You still think that because Han Lingyue hasn’t died, we have a chance to turn the tables?

Let tell you, the only reason Chu Yi hasn’t acted is that he doesn’t want to; otherwise, not one person here would be able to walk out alive.”

Wasn’t this an exaggeration?

Could he really kill all of us?

The mbers of the Zheng Family were clearly skeptical at heart.

But the Zheng patriarch saw things clearly.

Information, the Han Family’s oppression—none of it mattered anymore.

If the final outco didn’t satisfy Chu Yi, then he would take matters into his own hands…

When that ti ca, the Zheng Family would inevitably face disaster.

The only option was to seize the current opportunity to preserve their lineage.

With this realization, the Zheng patriarch slumped down, waving dismissively, “That’s settled then.

Go handle it.”

…

“Riding on my beloved scooter, it will never be stuck in traffic…

Hello?”

After a ringtone, a crisp and pleasing voice ca through the phone—it was Wen Ya.

A slight smile appeared on Chu Yi’s lips as he involuntarily recalled Wen Ya’s agile figure.

But now was not the ti for mischief…

“Wen Ya, doesn’t your family have a treasured sword, aged a hundred years?”

Chu Yi asked, sowhat expectantly.

A forging family’s cherished heirloom sword is a divine weapon indeed!

Even without special effects, it would be a fine instrunt—sharp enough to split hairs.

Previously unable to afford it, things were different now; he had over six hundred million!

Yawning from the other end, it was evident that Wen Ya had been out clubbing again the previous night.

“Are there really a few swords?

What are you asking that for?”

“A few?”

Chu Yi was taken aback, truly it was a family that had seen better days.

“Yes, Qingfeng, Duanshui, Zhanhong, and Liuyue—four swords.

What about them?”

Chu Yi swallowed hard and asked, “Are they for sale?”

Upon hearing this, Wen Ya couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the sa ti.

“Since when do you like collecting antiques?”

“Are those antiques?

They’re Divine Weapons!” Chu Yi argued forcefully, “Divine weapons suit heroes, and I feel like all I’m missing is a Divine Weapon!”

“Uh…”

Speechless, Wen Ya held her forehead, “You’re not actually thinking those swords of my family are so sort of Divine Weapon, are you?”

“Aren’t they?”

“Of course not!

Have you thought about it?

The craftsmanship of hand-forging from hundreds of years ago can’t be compared with today’s forging technology.

Back then, even the Hundred Refinent Blade was considered top-notch, but now anyone could produce a blade with a hundred refinents.

Can the quality be the sa?”

Chu Yi stopped in his tracks, suddenly having a bad premonition…

“So what you an is…

those four swords aren’t Divine Weapons?”

“I wouldn’t say that.

After all, they were painstakingly crafted by my ancestors and are certainly durable.

But they’re not as exaggerated as you think—they’re similar to practical swords today.

Their value lies more in collection.”

That made sense.

After all, they were weapons created hundreds of years ago, tempered by hand…

Even so, Chu Yi was sowhat reluctant to give up.

He had grown up listening to his senior sisters tell stories from the Manual of Divine Weapons, and now that he was close to touching the Divine Weapons from those stories, was he to simply let it go?

No way!

Even if the quality wasn’t as miraculous as he’d envisioned, he’d still buy one to fulfill his dream!

“Are you free?

Can you take to your place?”

Wen Ya perked up quite a bit, surprised, “You really want to buy it?

But do you have the money?”

“Just got so.”

“Then…

alright, let’s et at the station.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yi clenched his fist—his dream was about to co true!

He then called Yue Yao and said gravely, “Yue Yao, I’m afraid I’ll need to take another two days off.

I’ve got an extrely important matter to attend to.”

“Chu Yi!

Are you kidding ?”

Yue Yao yelled frantically, “Another leave?

Is Lingyue not going to school anymore?”

“Just wait a bit longer.

If I can co back alive, I’ll make sure to send her to school properly.”

Co back alive?!

Yue Yao’s anger abruptly ceased, and she beca tense as she carefully asked, “What…

what are you going to do?”

“Don’t worry about it; it’s no use to you.

Anyway, I’ll sort it out as quickly as I can.”

“Then…

then be careful.”

“Yeah, for your sake too, I’ve got to co back alive!”

After the call ended, Yue Yao remained in a daze, holding the phone.

For my sake, he has to co back alive?

Is…

is that a confession?

A flood of complicated emotions overwheld her, causing her to feel anxious and agitated, especially considering Chu Yi was going to undertake sothing very dangerous, making her even more restless.

After pacing back and forth for a while, she suddenly stood still.

“No, I can’t just stand by.

After all, I’m the person hired by the chairman; I have to do my best to ensure his safety!

Yes, that’s the right thing to do.”

After reassuring herself, Yue Yao hurried back to Han Lingyue’s ho, and under her astonished gaze, she took out a specially authorized handgun.

With this, there shouldn’t be any problems, right?