Wu Tian's decision to appoint the little one as Sect Leader was not merely an act of doting love. She practiced the Dominating Art, a Cultivation Technique created by the Empress herself. The martial arts of this city were like ants, whereas the Dominating Art was like the fire phoenix of myth. The little one advanced rapidly in her cultivation, her speed astonishing even Wu Tian. As a Sect Leader, she was more than qualified. It could be said that aside from the top few among the Seven Saints of Dragon Country who could potentially suppress her, almost no one else was her match. This was no exaggeration; the difference in their Cultivation Techniques was simply too vast. It was like comparing someone practicing one of the foremost techniques from the highest tier of a Fantasy world to someone practicing a mediocre technique from a Lower-Class cultivation world. Although Spiritual Energy was scarce in the city, the Dominating Art primarily emphasized a "Solely I Reign Supreme" State of Mind. The gap was obvious.
The few Huashan Sect disciples who had just been baying for Wu Tian's blood now scrambled to flee.
Wu Tian gave a cold smile. Escape from me? How is that possible? They were his enemies and had shown killing intent, so they had crossed his line. Anyone who wanted him dead had to die.
At that moment, the temperature in the courtyard plummeted. Cui Chong and the others felt their bodies begin to tremble. Even the Arrow King was no exception; he had to clench his teeth just to stand his ground. But the Arrow King's eyes, like everyone else's, were filled with utter shock.
"Die!" As Wu Tian spoke, he slammed his palm on the table. The chopsticks on it immediately shot into the air. With a wave of his hand, the chopsticks shot out like throwing knives. In the next moment, the Huashan Sect disciples who had wanted Wu Tian dead were all impaled through the heart, falling to the ground one by one.
The remaining Huashan Sect disciples were so terrified they prostrated themselves on the ground.
The Arrow King knew he had once again underestimated Wu Tian's power, but he still found the courage to ask, "I'm very curious. Why would the Huashan Sect target you for no apparent reason?" In the Arrow King's eyes, an individual's life was trivial compared to the importance of justice and righteousness.
"They were goaded into causing trouble for me," Wu Tian said, his tone casual.
"Who?" the Arrow King demanded, enraged.
"Gona, Watt," Wu Tian said. He spoke their names as if they were mere ants, utterly insignificant.
Cui Chong, who knew what those names represented, exclaimed, "So it was the Rothschild Family."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the others turned grave, and murmurs rippled through the crowd.
"Europe's number one family…"
"The government must be thrilled to have them doing business in Dragon Country."
"That's right, who would dare touch them?"
Even though the Rothschild Family was not from Dragon Country, who would truly dare to move against one of them?
The Arrow King had wanted to see who could be so audacious, but now he felt powerless. He sighed. "Forget it. As long as they don't cause any more trouble, it will be fine."
"No. It's your business if you don't care to pursue this." Wu Tian's expression remained chillingly cold. "I gave them a chance to behave themselves. They didn't listen. Now, they must die!"
Wu Tian's lips curved into a smile. To everyone watching, however, that smile was terrifying.
"Since they're so eager to court death, I'll oblige them. Let them die on this land."


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