Read Novel Full Chapter 349 - If you want to die that badly, I’ll give you death!
Chapter 349: 349 - If you want to die that badly, I’ll give you death!
"All right, bring the food." Tai’Ren declared, clearing his throat.
Even though eating was basically useless for someone like him, he still enjoyed the taste of meat and alcohol.
As soon as his voice echoed, a dozen servants entered the large dining hall, bringing with them a myriad of spirit beast meats, as well as rice, plenty of liquor and other accompaniments common among cat people.
The servants served everyone, but no one began to eat, waiting for permission from Tai’Ren, who stood up.
"Since my grandfather, the eyeless tyrant, died thirty thousand years ago, we’ve started to get back on our feet.
We still have a long way to go, but with a young man as talented as Long Qingyi, I’m sure this path will be much shorter.
This toast is to my new son-in-law."
The moment Tai’Ren raised his goblet full of liquor, everyone followed soon after.
All except two people.
Lioran and his father.
"Is there a problem, Elder Lu?" Tai’Ren downed his liquor, watching the grumpy old man coldly.
"Patriarch, should we really hand over such a promising young woman who can still bear so many children, to an outsider? He’s not even part of the dragon people and will be leaving our lands soon!
Linyue deserves a man of our people, one who will give her many seeds for future talents!"
Lioran, standing next to his father, couldn’t help but puff out his chest slightly.
Yes... if it was his father speaking, there was a chance of putting sense into that uneducated brute’s head that he was the son-in-law he deserved.
"Hm..." Tai’Ren scratched his chin, his frown deepening. "So you’re asking me, Tai’Ren, to go back on my word?"
Tai’Ren honestly didn’t like Elder Lu very much.
Firstly, because the old man was already on the verge of advancing to the ancestral emperor realm, at only 2,000 years old, he had a high chance of reaching the peak of the ancestral emperor realm if his advancement in a few hundred years’ time was successful.
With the possibility of achieving such power, Elder Lu had already started plotting.
"Not at all, patriarch! I just want you to understand what’s best for our people! Linyue needs a man to match!" Elder Lu spoke, bringing his fists together.
Before Tai’Ren was even able to reply, he saw a figure rise up beside him.
It was his eldest son, who had just advanced to the realm of the Immortal Emperor, one of Tai’Ren’s greatest prides.
"Father, I agree with Elder Lu. What will become of us if we hand someone like Linyue over to some outsider?"
"Hmm..." Tai’Ren grunted with dissatisfaction, his anger leaking out slightly as he stood up.
Now that he had taken a real liking and respect for Qingyi, naturally hearing his own son say that left him with a bitter taste in his mouth.
Tai’Ren was about to give his verdict when he turned his face to his son-in-law, observing his eyes full of coldness, their purple color glowing softly, as if they could penetrate a man’s soul.
"Long Qingyi, do you have anything to say?" Tai’Ren asked.
"Yes, father-in-law." Qingyi stood up, staring at Elder Lu coldly.
"For Elder Lu to judge me like this, I suppose he’s completely sure that I’m not worthy, isn’t he?"
"You’re not." Elder Lu smiled.
"Well then, duel me, suppress your cultivation to my level, no, to a level above mine and fight me.
If you defeat me, I’ll leave immediately and never set eyes on Linyue again, but if you lose..." Qingyi’s voice suddenly lowered, turning into a growl dripping with murderous intent. "Your son must be castrated."
"What insolence!" Elder Lu slammed his hand against the table.
His son, Lioran, couldn’t help but shudder, feeling a chill run through his private parts.
Qingyi really wasn’t thinking of doing something like that, was he? Did he think a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal Emperor was anything?
Even Linyue felt her heart plummet, her lips trembling softly.
Just when she was starting to like Qingyi... why on earth wouldn’t he just let her father sort it out?
Linyue cast a hopeful glance at her father, hoping that he wouldn’t allow such a proposal.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case - quite the opposite.
Her father had an expression of pure delight on his masculine, brutish face, the powerful muscles in his arms tensing as he clenched his fists.
’THIS! This is how a man should be, fighting his own battles, protecting his wife’s honor and fearing no enemy, regardless of the difference in cultivation! I truly have an exemplary son-in-law!’
Tai’Ren repeated proudly in his mind.
Obviously, he didn’t let it show, taking the position of an impartial leader.
"Elder Lu, would you agree to such a duel?" Tai’Ren asked, clearing his throat.
"Of course I would, this boy needs to be taught some manners!"
"Very well, we’ll interrupt dinner and the duel will take place right now, but I will personally seal Elder Lu’s cultivation and this duel will be to the death." Tai’Ren declared.
That was honestly good even for him, especially if Qingyi was able to kill Elder Lu.
Tai’Ren would be rid of an annoying fly and the position of his son-in-law that gave him so much pride would be completely secure.
Naturally, everyone there shuddered when they heard those words, especially Elder Lu.
Duel to the death... Was Tai’Ren really so confident in that young man?
Elder Lu hesitated for a brief moment, but in the end just swept those thoughts from his mind.
It was impossible... he was in the Immortal Emperor realm, below only the patriarch and a handful of elders.
Even if Qingyi’s lineage was as powerful as Lioran said it was, Elder Lu was still absolutely certain of his victory.
In the end, he too had a powerful lineage, as well as thousands of years of experience.
His black tail moved gently from side to side as an evil smile appeared on his aged face.
"All right, young man, if you want to die that badly, I’ll give you death!"