Death… and me

At last, it came to an end.

Both brothers were lying on the ground, their bodies covered in bruises.

"Motherf*cker, you really advanced a lot!" Ji Zhu, the eldest Ji young master groaned and gently massaged the bruises on his face. He continued cursing, "You dare to hit me? I am your big brother. I am your superior. How dare you show disrespect for the elderly and your ancestors!"

Having heard these words, Rui Bu Tong's stomach started to hurt from holding in his laughter: How can you not feel embarrassed when you say that?

"You asshole, I'll beat you to death!" Ji Mo, the second young master of the Ji clan grumbled. He was kneeling on the ground and massaging his bruised butt. He hissed and muttered some more under his breath.

"Ji Mo, once we return back to the clan, I will let father know about every single thing you did, right from the beginning to the very end. Let him punish you! The elders will meet to discuss your punishment… ooh…" Ji Zhu grinned devilishly.

"Ahh! Big brother! Big brother!" wailed Ji Mo immediately. "We are brothers with the same mother. We are bound by blood and our hearts are connected! I am your brother. You… you… you are surely not that heartless, right? If you tell the clan, it will be the end of me. I will be locked up in a dark cave for three years if I am lucky…"

"Haha!" sneered Ji Zhu. "That's none of my business!"

"Tell me, what do you want me to do in exchange for keeping my secret?" implored Ji Mo miserably. He looked as if he was ready to sacrifice anything and everything.

"Hmm…my conditions… are very simple!" Ji Zhu said casually as he smirked at Ji Mo.

"Tell me. I will do it!" said Ji Mo in a brave tone. He was akin to a dead pig that was no longer afraid of boiling water.

"When we return back to the clan, you must blame everything on me. You must condemn me and force the clan to strip me of my heir position. I will take the blame for you, that's my condition." Ji Zhu paused for a moment and continued heroically, "I am your big brother. In light of such a great disaster, it is only right that I shoulder the blame for you."

Rui Bu Tong, who was standing at the side, became restless when he heard Ji Zhu said this. He started to feel dizzy…

This… this is the condition?

"No!" cried Ji Mo passionately. "Whoever did it must accept the punishment! How can I allow my beloved brother to bear the blame for me?! I have made up my mind! Even if I am banished to the dark cave, I will willingly accept my punishment!"

"No! Little brother, you are still young! Let me go to the dark cave," said Ji Zhu sincerely. "I will leave the clan in your hands…"

"No! Big brother… you are the pillar of the clan!" retorted Ji Mo in a determined tone.

"Bastard! Will you be the clan leader or not!" yelled Ji Zhu angrily. His eyes were alight with fury, anguish and a hint of madness.

"Absolutely not! Not over my dead body! Even if you chop off my head, I still won't do it!" refuted Ji Mo fervently. "Even if you kowtow in front of me, I, the second young master, will never do it! Heads will fall and blood will run, but I must be free!"

"What…" Ji Zhu dashed up to Ji Mo in a mad frenzy and squeezed his neck between his two hands. He shook Ji Mo forcefully and clenched his jaw tightly, "You… will you do this?"

Ji Mo was strangled to the point that his tongue was sticking out. Yet, he still did not budge, "Even… if… I… die… I… won't!"

Rui Bu Tong was watching the scene in confusion. In other clans, brothers would fight each other to the death to obtain the position of clan leader. Yet, in this clan, no one could ever imagine that these two brothers were pushing the position to each other…

It is just the position of a clan leader, must they act this way?

However, as Rui Bu Tong thought about it, he started to feel relieved. These two punks in front of him were always trying to find an easy way out. If they were clan leaders, the people would suffer…

In this kind of situation, Rui Bu Tong could only clicked his tongue in disgust. This world really has everything.

"Second brother, you must cut me some slack," Ji Zhu dropped his hands suddenly and wailed helplessly. "You must have pity on me. You can see how lazy I am, how am I able to become the clan leader? I am on the brink of turning mad from all the pressure from father and the elders. I have to study those f*cking formalities every single day…"

Ji Mo also started to sob, "Big brother, please spare me. I am still young and my young heart will not be able to withstand such pressure too. Woo…woo.."

The two brothers held their heads in their hands and wept.

Rui Bu Tong dropped to the ground in astonishment. He was not able to hold it in any longer, he pounded his fists on the ground and burst into tears too, "Please spare me… I am pitiful too…"

Amidst this hilarious situation, Diwu Qing Rou's Golden Horse Riders Department had assembled all their martial experts and were surrounding the Heaven Reaching Tower.

Jing Meng Hun himself was leading the heavily armed group!

The mission was to capture King of Hell Chu!

Jing Meng Hun was absolutely certain that this was the most prominent mission they ever had in the past few years! This would definitely be a historical moment!

"Is the target still here?" Jing Meng Hun asked in a hushed voice.

"Yes, the target is still here," reported one of the Revered Martial Artists who was in charge of surveillance. His eyes lit up with excitement as he continued, "I have been watching closely through those curtains. The person is still sitting at the table reading. He seems to be calculating something and has not moved."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

Assured, Jing Meng Hun stood up and smiled, "If we succeed in this mission, I will credit you for your service!"

"All credit is due to your leadership, sir!" bowed the Revered Martial Artist happily. He was on cloud nine.

"Attention, all team!" commanded Jing Meng Hun, his eyes flashing brightly. He gazed sharply at all his subordinates and continued, "This mission is of utmost importance! There will be no room for mistakes! This could affect Great Zhao's fortune and the Prime Minister's plan to unite the world! Understood?"

"Is it really that important?" asked an unconvinced ninth grade Revered Martial Artist.

"I will not hesitate to tell you. The person in the room is none other than…" Jing Meng Hun paused and lowered his voice, building up the suspension in the room, "…King of Hell Chu!"

"King of Hell Chu!" There was a collective gasp. Everyone's expression changed. Some people inhaled sharply.

Wha… This is so outrageous! So surprising! So…

King of Hell Chu?! I can't believe it! Aaah!

Jing Meng Hun quickly placed his hand over the mouth of a Revered Martial Artist to smother his shout. He started to slap and scold the Revered Martial Artist as quietly as he could, "Motherf*cker! Stop yelling! You'll startle the…"

The hair of the Revered Martial Artist was dishevelled as if he had just gone through a tornado. Jing Meng Hun uncovered his mouth, and the Revered Martial Artist immediately spat out blood and a few teeth. Without missing a beat, he asked excitedly, "We are really capturing the King of Hell Chu?"

Jing Meng Hun looked at him in contempt, then turned his gaze to everyone else. He started to admonish everyone, "Look at the bunch of you, unable to do even a single thing. We are just capturing someone, is that something to get so excited over? Have we never capture anyone before?"

Everyone began to bob their head up and down furiously, but they were still unable to hide the apparent excitement on their faces.

King of Hell Chu… It is really the King of Hell Chu…

As Jing Meng Hun was busy admonishing everyone, he himself, the King level leader, remained as cool as ice, his expression impassive. After a lifetime of being surrounded by danger, he could not help but still turn red from excitement.

This… is King of Hell Chu!

Jing Meng Hun swallowed quietly, before commanding, "Stay alert and follow my orders!

"Yes, sir!"

"Team one, team two, and team three!" urged Jing Meng Hun in a low and hurried voice. His voice was laced with pressure, like the wind before a storm!

"Yes, sir!" The excitement in the air was palpable.

"Barricade all the exits! From this moment on, not even a mouse can escape!"

"Understood!"

"Team four, team five, and team six!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Block the air and don't let anyone detect you! Not even a fly can escape!"

"Understood!"

"Team seven, team eight, and team nine!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Assist!"

"Understood!"

"Wu Tian!"

"Yes, sir!" Yin Wu Tian stepped forward. His eyes were alight with excitement and anticipation for the revenge that he was about to take against the King of Hell Chu, who caused his brother, Yin Wu Fa, to become a handicap. Hate filled every inch of his body. His chance for revenge had finally arrived.

"Bring your men and attack from the window!"

"Understood!"

"Everyone else, follow me through the main door!"

"Understood!"

Jing Meng Hun's skilled leadership was undeniable. Within moments, he had arranged everything. Everyone was where they were supposed to be!

Everything was ready!

Jing Meng Hun could feel his heart start to race!

Everyone's heart was racing out of control! It was beating so fast and so fiercely as if it could jump out of their chests at any moment! They were panting greedily as if they were like men who had been deprived of being in the bedrooms for a few decades and were just discovering their beautiful brides…

Gulp… Some people swallowed several times…

Everyone was waiting for the right moment to make their move. Everyone was waiting for Jing Meng Hun's command.

At that moment, time seemed to be at a standstill!

There was not a single movement.

Finally, all of the teams were in their appointed positions!

Jing Meng Hun's eyes lit up eerily!

Everyone held their breath.

Jing Meng Hun's right arm went up in slow motion…

Everyone's heart was at their throat…

Now!

Jing Meng Hun banged his arm down forcefully. A low voice resonated out, it was so powerful it jolted their spirit and made everyone slightly dazed…

"Move…out…!"

Jing Meng Hun's voice was trembling slightly as he said those two words.

However, no one was paying attention to how Jing Meng Hun was feeling. As soon as the King level leader, Jing Meng Hun, gave the order, shadows darted up like arrows.

They were moving so rapidly that they seem to be travelling at the speed of light! Their speed definitely exceeded normal levels! At that point in time, everyone was so thrilled that they could hardly contain themselves.

Ever since the establishment of Golden Horse Riders Department, this mission was the greatest one so far.

Capture King of Hell Chu.

Jing Meng Hun flew as fast as lightning as he led everyone. They flew through one hundred feet like a light wisp of smoke, almost disappearing into nothingness as they advanced onto Heaven Reaching Tower!

They were like a soft mist as they quietly floated up the stairs!

Swoosh… swoosh… swoosh…

Finally!

They were here!

The closed door in front of them led to where the King of Hell Chu was staying!