Chapter 251: Chapter 251: Trouble from the Zu Family

Lu Jun, having transformed into an Ancient King, had broadened his horizons.

Naturally, he could see the immense Light Elemental Origin inside Lu Weixi, vast as the sun, corroding his body much like his own Ancient King’s armored robe.

The white-haired boy had a crystalline, glazed appearance all over, and his pale face clearly wasn’t normal.

However, Lu Jun also keenly sensed that after Lu Weixi exhausted himself to purify him, not only was he panting with severe magic depletion, but the vast Light Elemental Origin within him had also slightly diminished.

According to Lu Jun’s inquiry, purifying undead normally didn’t alleviate Lu Weixi’s burden.

“Perhaps the undead emperor’s resentment is too strong, requiring higher quality Light Magic to counteract it.”

Lu Jun contemplated deeply—similar cases existed in the original work. When Mu Bai faced the Undead-type Executioner Gui Ji of the Black Vatican, ordinary Light Spells were completely ineffective.

“This is actually good. Mutual counteraction reduces the burden on both sides.”

After figuring it out, he beamed widely and lured the kid, saying, “Why don’t you follow me? Maybe you’ll live a few more years.”

Lu Weixi hesitated. After the old sage left, he had wanted to stay in the ancient capital. It was suitable for Light Mages to purify the undead and devote the rest of his life.

Lu Jun pressed on, “Surviving is what matters most. With a few extra years, maybe you’ll fully master your Light Element powers. You could accomplish far more then.”

Hearing that, hope sparked in Lu Weixi’s young heart, and he nodded in agreement.

Hmm. Lu Jun nodded. If death truly approached, he, as the Undead Emperor, could convert Lu Weixi into an intelligent undead and let him live another life.

An undead of the Light Element—just thinking about it was interesting. A Calamity-Bearer turned undead should at least have Monarch-level potential, right? In another world, wouldn’t that be someone who could “grasp the sun and moon, pluck stars, and be peerless under heaven”?

Ahem

, although it sounded like exploiting an employee even after death, this was indeed the path many who longed for immortality chose.

Actually, he was joking. He would respect Lu Weixi’s will. If he didn’t want to live as an undead, then dust would return to dust, earth to earth.

Lu Jun rubbed his chin. Back to the main point—as repayment for helping suppress his undead nature, he would find a way to keep Lu Weixi alive.

In the future battle against the Sacred City, a Forbidden Light Mage would be a great asset.

“Healing element… would Ye Xinxia, who mastered resurrection of souls, be able to do it?”

He pondered briefly, then set it aside for now. Parthenon Temple was extremely troublesome and corrupt. Even Ye Xinxia preferred to abandon the Soul Resurrection and her position as the Goddess just to leave.

In the end, she accidentally became the Goddess.

Just as Lu Jun instructed Lu Weixi to pack up and leave the ancient capital, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the inn.

“Who inside is Lu Jun? Tell him to come out.”

Hearing that, Lu Jun frowned and stepped to the door, where he saw a young man with thick eyebrows and a dark face standing there, exuding the strong demeanor of a patriarch.

Despite his young appearance, his aura was like a stern forty- or fifty-year-old elder.

When he saw Lu Jun appear, he calmly commanded, “You need to explain the Black Vatican incident in the ancient capital—why were you so accurately forewarned about the situation? Come with me.”

Lu Jun sensed hostility from the visitor and retorted bluntly, “Scram!”

Buzz!

He struck immediately. A substantial silver moon rose from his forehead, radiating a terrifying spiritual shockwave. Veiled in Curse Element’s Mist of Fear, it surged like a tide of evil black-red thoughts.

Boom!

To Lu Jun’s surprise, his Fifth Realm spirit—comparable to fivefold Soul-grade—charged fiercely into the mind of the thick-browed, dark-faced youth, only to strike what felt like a thick wall. It didn’t break through easily.

The stranger grunted, his face turned pale, and he staggered back several steps, roaring, “You!”

Lu Jun raised an eyebrow. “Sixth Realm spiritual cultivation. A Curse Element expert at the peak of the Advanced level—who are you?”

The man took a deep breath to calm the pain in his mind, then openly reported his identity: “Zu Xiangtian of the Zu family!”

Oh? Lu Jun finally recalled—Zu Xiangtian was the biological elder brother of Zu Jiming, whom he had killed. He was the core of the previous National Team.

More importantly, he was four years older than Lu Jun. In another three to four years, he would likely reach dual-element Super Level and even master the Monarch-level Curse Possession Technique, placing his strength in the upper echelon of Super Mages.

He even fought a duel with Mo Fan later on.

No wonder he was so formidable—triple-element Advance Tier cultivation, all at full mastery, and Sixth Realm spiritual domain. His raw power far surpassed Lu Jun’s.

Yes, assuming he didn’t activate his Blood Abyss Curse Mark · Ascension or don the Ancient Royal Armor Robes.

Lu Jun almost thought any young person showing up these days was some kind of monster. But after taking a closer look at the man—with his thick eyebrows and dark features—he really did resemble Zhan Kong and Zu Jiming more and more.

Indeed, it was the defining trait of the Zu family’s direct bloodline.

Feigning ignorance, Lu Jun asked coldly, “What brings you here?”

“No other reason. I came to seek justice for my little brother.” Zu Xiangtian sneered. “You had no concrete evidence—how dare you recklessly slaughter a direct heir of the Zu family? The Black Vatican has ways of manipulating people. What if my brother was framed?”

“Now surrender quietly and come with me to the Tribunal and face the Adjudicator of the Sacred City. Explain yourself there, and I won’t pursue the matter privately. Otherwise—we settle this with a magic duel.”

Lu Jun curled his lip. The same old twisted reasoning from the noble clans. Couldn’t they come up with something original? Even “Crow Neck” was more convincing than this nonsense.

Just as he gave a frosty smile and killing intent flared—

A sharp and chilling female voice rang out from the side.

“Your brother deserved to die. You’re harassing my brother now? Is it because he has no backing?”

Boom!

At the inn’s entrance, a graceful figure stood tall, engulfed in raging flames that soared into the sky. The blazing crimson light lit up half the heavens like a blood-drenched sea of fireclouds rolling in waves. The aura of a Monarch pressed down upon the world.

Zu Xiangtian instantly sensed a terrifying murderous intent locking tightly onto him.

He was utterly shocked. Facing Lu Mei—the tall, mature woman—he realized that even with all his trump cards, he could barely go head-to-head with a Super Tier mage and only at great cost.

But against a Monarch-level mage, he was like a dish on the chopping block—slaughtered at will.

Just as his sister’s furious expression signaled she was about to strike, a sharp gale carried a figure rapidly from the distance.

“Hold your hand!”

It was Zhan Kong—also known as Zu Xingyi—rushing over at full speed.

As soon as Zhan Kong landed in front of the inn and saw Zu Xiangtian, he didn’t say a word. He simply raised his hand and delivered several harsh slaps, cracking across Zu Xiangtian’s thick-browed, dark-featured face.

Zu Xiangtian was instantly turned into a bruised, swollen pig’s head. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he staggered and collapsed.

Clearly, Zhan Kong had unleashed his full fury and was genuinely beating him to death.

“Big Brother!”

Zu Xiangtian clutched his battered face and looked up in shock at the rugged, bearded man before him. He hadn’t expected to see his elder cousin again in the ancient capital after all these years.

“Get lost. I don’t have a cousin like you—unable to distinguish right from wrong, distorting black and white. Who taught you to be like this?”

Zhan Kong pointed to Lu Mei and Lu Jun and roared, “They saved the Ancient Capital. And you—what have you done for the people? What right do you have to act high and mighty?”

“I’ll tell you this: If either of them is harmed even slightly here in the Ancient Capital, the mages and citizens will kill you on the spot. You won’t make it out alive.”

“To offend the people is an unpardonable crime!”

Then Zhan Kong said coldly, “Not to mention the strength of this brother-sister duo. You’ve sensed it now, haven’t you? Killing you would be effortless. Plus, they’re both being considered for seats in the Honor Council. Behind them stand the Hangzhou Totem Black Serpent, the Forbidden Curse Association, and even Chief Hua.”

Zu Xiangtian was horrified. The first two were bad enough, but the last one—Chief Hua was a terrifying force even the Zu family couldn’t match.

Finally, Zhan Kong said with steel in his voice, “As for our little brother Zu Jiming joining the Black Vatican—no matter his reasons or circumstances—if I had been there, I would’ve ended him myself.”

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