Chapter 44 - The Imperial Son's Demonic Might—Truly Not to Be Provoked!
Chapter 44 The Imperial Son’s Demonic Might—Truly Not to Be Provoked!
A little ant?
Lei Jie suddenly seemed to realize something.
A wave of regret surged in his heart. If he hadn’t offended that Imperial Son, and had just handed over Ye Chen, could all this tragedy have been avoided?
That thought had barely formed—before he could even fully reflect on it.
BOOM…!
Dust shot skyward, covering hundreds of feet of space. A massive hand came crashing down in the center of the giant city.
In the span of a breath, as the black hand faded—The entire Changsheng Lei Clan had vanished from the map without a trace. Only a bottomless pit remained, silently speaking of the earth-shaking events that had just transpired.
Half a day later, news of the Lei Clan’s annihilation swept across the entire Three Thousand Great Worlds like a storm tearing through fallen leaves!
All who heard it were shocked and horrified. Everyone who knew the details of the incident felt a deep chill in their bones—terror-struck. The Wuji Demon Palace—how terrifying it truly was!
And Su Ming—was just as terrifying!
In just one month, first the Xuan Yin Sacred Sect, then the Changsheng Lei Clan—wiped out just like that. At only twenty years old, he displayed the awe-inspiring might of an emperor!
Upon the demon qilin carriage…
“Imperial Son, the Lei Clan has been destroyed. Not a single one escaped,” came the respectful voice of a Shadow Guard.
“Hmm.”
Su Ming responded flatly.
To him, the life and death of this group of ants stirred no emotion whatsoever. This operation had been deliberately planned by Su Ming. After dealing with Fang Yuhan, he spent a few days cultivating in Yuhua Immortal Sect, then turned his attention to Ye Chen.
To his surprise—Ye Chen, whose fortune had been drastically reduced after successive blows from him—on the brink of collapse was now showing signs of a comeback. His fortune was rising again.
Su Ming would not allow the Son of Fortune to grow strong once more. So, with the help of the celestial silkworm, he did a bit of reconnaissance and locked onto a target. The Changsheng Lei Clan turned out to be a perfect example to make. And thus, the previous scene unfolded.
“Lei Jie really didn’t let me down,” Su Ming said calmly.
If the man hadn’t betrayed Ye Chen without hesitation, he wouldn’t have had the chance to use a legacy family like the Lei Clan to assert dominance. But likewise, if Ye Chen could be so easily betrayed, then he didn’t deserve to be called the Son of Fortune.
“This time, Ye Chen’s going to have a real headache,”
Su Ming murmured, eyes falling to the system panel. A recent notification caught his attention.
[“Congratulations, Host! With a snap of your fingers, you destroyed a clan—your demonic prestige now shakes the Three Thousand Great Worlds. You’ve been awarded 30,000 Demon Charm points.”
“You’ve gained the special title: ‘Killing Aura Piercing the Heavens.’”
Killing Aura Piercing the Heavens.
– Your terrifying name now resounds across the universe.
– While holding this title, your personal fortune becomes vast, and your evil reputation spreads widely.
– You can freely hide your fate from detection or prying.
– Immune to pressure from others’ fortune.
– Immune to backlash from the Sons of Fortune.
– Gains +30% suppression effect against Sons of Fortune.]
Su Ming’s face lit up with joy after reading the description.
“Now this… this is a treasure!”
“Putting aside resisting fortune and backlash—just the first ability alone, hiding my fate from all detection, is priceless!”
In this ancient world, powerful beings were everywhere. Many strange techniques existed—capable of peering into one’s destiny, stealing fortune, and silently taking lives. Though Su Ming hadn’t encountered such threats yet, he knew they existed.
With this title’s effects, he could now conceal himself from such divine skills—greatly improving his self-defense. It also meant he could hide his cultivation level and move in the shadows.
The immunity to fortune pressure was also incredibly useful. Though “fortune” sounded abstract, in battles between cultivators, dominating aura often played a crucial role.
Now, even though Su Ming was only in the Myriad Laws Realm, his fortune had become vast and unfathomable. His fate was veiled—impossible to peer into. He himself exuded a vast, abyss-like presence, striking fear into the hearts of others.
In simple terms, if Su Ming just stood there silently—people would feel intimidated just by looking at him, their resolve shaken. They would instinctively revere him and dare not oppose him.
As for the suppression bonus against Sons of Fortune—even better!
With this, Su Ming now had the edge in any confrontation with prodigies blessed with fate.
“Heh… I can’t wait to see Ye Chen again.”
In the carriage, a faint smile curled Su Ming’s lips, but a chilling killing intent flickered in his eyes.
The annihilation of the Changsheng Lei Clan continued to send shockwaves through the world. Countless noble clans and royal courts were left trembling, their backs going cold. After all, the Lei Clan had been a prestigious longevity clan, with powerful elders at the Path-Walking Realm, and immense potential for growth.
Yet even so, offending the Wuji Demon Palace led to instant obliteration with just a single palm.
As the truth spread, the reason behind the event was quickly uncovered.
It all began with Lei Xingshan’s disgrace of a son!
Lei Jie, son of Lei Xingshan, had conspired with Ye Chen, the Imperial Son’s enemy, even calling him “big brother.”
When the Demon Emperor’s son came in person, demanding the clan handle the situation, that fool Lei Jie stood firm—refusing to compromise. In the end, it cost the entire Lei Clan their lives.
When the story spread, many were first stunned, then lamented.
“One unfilial son can bring disaster to the whole family.”
That was the Wuji Demon Palace’s Imperial Son!
With a Great Emperor as father, ancient heritage, and countless experts as protectors—
in the vast Three Thousand Great Worlds, only a few could match the Wuji Demon Palace. The Xuan Yin Sacred Sect and Lei Clan certainly weren’t among them.
And with the Xuan Yin Sacred Sect as a prior example, that Lei Jie—inside his palace—faced the Imperial Son himself. Not only did the Lei Clan not kneel and welcome him properly, they even dared to stand against him.
The result—the entire clan perished for nothing.
Many sighed in awe.
“The Imperial Son’s demonic might is truly overwhelming—he’s not someone you can afford to provoke!”