Chapter 0136: Plunder and Annihilation of the Family

This time, Huang Long came on behalf of the Huang family to celebrate his grandfather Zhao Yang’s birthday; Zhao Rong and the others did not attend.
After the banquet, unable to resist his grandfather Zhao Yang, his eldest uncle Zhao Shou, and his second uncle Zhao Tian’s persistent invitations, Huang Long stayed at the Zhao residence for a few more days. After all, he had nothing urgent to attend to, and he also needed to discuss an alliance with Lin Er, so staying longer was not a problem.
During those days at the Zhao residence, he inevitably ran into the little witch Zhao Ying.
Nine years had passed, and Zhao Ying, now of Huang Long’s age, had grown into a graceful young woman with large, bright eyes and an angelic face, exuding purity and beauty. Yet occasionally, a sly and mischievous glint appeared in her eyes as they moved.
The day after the birthday banquet, Huang Long stepped out of the courtyard assigned to him by the Zhao family, intending to stroll around the residence. Shortly after leaving, he encountered Zhao Ying at a corridor turn.
“Brother Long,” Zhao Ying called out hesitantly upon seeing him, her voice soft and her gaze filled with reverence.
Nine years had brought about tremendous changes in Huang Long’s status. He was no longer the young cousin she used to chase around, begging to play with. Of course, she now knew that what she had held in her arms back then were two Sacred Realm magical beasts.
Huang Long nodded and said, “Is the academy on holiday?”
It had been some time since he last visited Divine Wind Academy.
“Mm,” Zhao Ying nodded obediently.
Huang Long realized that Zhao Ying was now at the peak of level five and should be able to reach level six in another year or two. He then said, “Extend your hand.”
His words surprised Zhao Ying, who blushed and opened her mouth, unsure what to say, but ultimately remained silent and extended her hand.
Her hand was delicate like warm jade, fair with a hint of red, truly beautiful.
Huang Long didn’t overthink it. He reached out with his right hand, pressed it against her hand in midair, and soon, a stream of innate true energy flowed continuously from her arm into her body.
Zhao Ying was stunned, feeling waves of warmth spreading from her arm—extremely pleasant. Before she could understand what was happening, her body trembled, her magic storage sea shook, and her entire being seemed to undergo incredible changes.
“What is this?” Zhao Ying exclaimed in shock.
Huang Long withdrew his hand and smiled lightly. “Try channeling your magic.”

Little Witch Zhao Ying followed the instructions. As she circulated the magic within her body, she felt that its power had doubled compared to before, and its circulation speed was also much faster.
“This is… Level 6! I’ve reached Level 6!” Little Witch Zhao Ying looked up at Huang Long in surprise.
She still couldn’t believe it, as she had never heard of anyone being able to raise another person’s cultivation level by one in less than half an hour.
Huang Long smiled without answering as he watched her.
Seeing Huang Long’s silent approval, Little Witch Zhao Ying momentarily forgot herself and happily wrapped her arms around his arm. “Really, thank you, Brother Long.”
But soon she realized what she had done, recoiled in fear, and then looked at Huang Long with trepidation and reverence, as if afraid her actions might upset this “senior” of hers.
“Here, this is a Peiyuan Pill. Take one every three days from now; it will be beneficial for your future cultivation,” said Huang Long, handing her a bottle of pills before leaving.
Little Witch Zhao Ying held the pills, standing there for a long time, staring in the direction Huang Long had gone.
Only after a while did she tightly clutch the bottle.
She was also aware of how well those Shuimai Pills made by Brother Long were selling—each one costing over two million gold coins.
Although she didn’t know how the Peiyuan Pill compared, it must be precious too.
After Huang Long left, he wandered around Zhao’s mansion. Along the way, every guard and maid he encountered knelt down in fear and bowed to him, making him feel uncomfortable. Eventually, he returned to the courtyard and called for Bogge to get ready to head to the Snowstorm Empire’s palace.
But not long after Bogge left, he ran into Zhao Shou. Hearing that Huang Long was going to the palace, Zhao Shou quickly informed Zhao’s guards to “escort” Huang Long and his party.
Now, Zhao Shou, the current head of the Zhao family, wouldn’t dare neglect anything related to Huang Long.
Huang Long, upon learning this, could only smile without saying anything.
Before long, three hundred of Zhao’s guards gathered in the street in front of the mansion, ready to set off.
Zhao Shou and the others originally intended to accompany Huang Long, but they knew he was going to the palace to discuss important matters with the Emperor, so they decided not to.
Leaving Zhao’s mansion, the group set off in a grand procession toward the Snowstorm Empire’s palace.
Bogge, Nat, and Gusta followed behind Huang Long. Gusta rode on his battle pet, a fat lion, which swayed from side to side.

Borg and Nat rode their newly tamed mounts, which they had acquired on the Gods’ Continent during their journey there. Borg’s mount was a mid-level Sacred Realm serpent, while Nat’s was an early-level Sacred Realm two-eyed demon tiger. However, these two Sacred Realm magical beasts differed from those in the Hengyuan Continent. Due to the divine power of the Gods’ Continent, Borg’s serpent had two legs and a single horn on its forehead, whereas Nat’s two-eyed demon tiger had four wings and two tails. Thus, their mounts attracted a lot of attention and discussion.

Half an hour later, as the group continued forward, suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came from ahead. Judging from the sound, they were still some distance away, but since the rumbling could be heard from such a far distance, it meant there were quite a few people coming, all riding powerful mounts.

Zhao Gang, the leader of the Zhao family’s guards beside Huang Long, frowned upon hearing this and then signaled the group ahead to be cautious. Gradually, the approaching group came into sight. They were all riding seventh-level magical beasts called horned dragons, numbering thirty to forty people, all young men dressed as nobles from the imperial capital. Although horned dragons were seventh-level magical beasts, they were very fast and served as the preferred mounts for many noble youths in the Hengyuan Continent. So, soon, the group rushed up to them.

With their aggressive demeanor, it seemed they had no intention of stopping. The 300 Zhao family guards grew angry, but when they saw who they were, their expressions changed drastically.

Seeing this, Huang Long asked, “Who are these people?” Judging from the reaction of the Zhao family guards, their status must be high.

Zhao Gang, the leader of the Zhao family’s guards, quickly replied, “It’s the Second Prince, the Third Prince, and some royal princes. Elder Huang Long, I’ll go ahead and stop them now.”

In the imperial capital, only members of the royal family could make the Zhao family hesitate.

Royal princes? Huang Long nodded.

Zhao Gang then hurriedly spurred his mount forward. But before he could speak, someone among the approaching group shouted, “Which family’s guards are these? Make way for this prince at once!”

The one who spoke was Lin Ming, the Second Prince of the Blizzard Empire, riding at the front, with an arrogant expression.

“Second Prince, we’re from the Zhao family,” Zhao Gang started to say, but Lin Ming’s eyes flashed with cruelty. “Heh heh, I wondered who it was. So it’s you guys from the Zhao family. I wondered who would be so bold as to block our path. Good dogs don’t stand in the way. Make way for this prince, or if you hurt me, I’ll punish you to death!”

The second prince, Lin Ming, whose mother was another concubine of Lin Er, had always been at odds with Zhao Miao over favor, and harbored deep hatred for the Zhao family. Upon hearing it was someone from the Zhao family, he spurred his mounted dragon-horned beast even more frantically toward the Zhao family’s guards. The third prince, Lin Ye, and other royal descendants also did not stop; instead, they cheered and spurred their dragon-horned beasts to charge wildly. Dragon-horned beasts were extremely fast and heavy riders, and even level 7 warriors could not withstand such a fierce charge. Most of the Zhao family’s guards were only at levels 5 or 6, and they were all shocked and pale at the sight. However, just as Lin Ming and the others charged their dragon-horned beasts ten meters ahead, they suddenly seemed to hit an iron wall and were flung backward. The many royal descendants behind them could not stop either and collided with each other. In an instant, people and beasts tumbled everywhere, with cries of pain filling the air. Many royal descendants were even flung backward by the collisions, creating a bloodstorm. The Zhao family’s guards stared in astonishment at all this. Huang Long rode his sky-blue python ox past Zhao Gang, the leader of the Zhao family’s guards, and said calmly, “Let’s go.” Only then did Zhao Gang react. At that moment, Lin Ming staggered to his feet from the ground, his chest covered in blood—unknown whether his own or that of other royal descendants. After standing up, he looked around in horror and, seeing Huang Long and the others approaching, his face twisted in rage as he shouted, “How dare you! You actually dare to attack royal descendants! I’ll report this to my father, and he’ll have you all killed! You Zhao family, prepare to have your family wiped out!” Indeed, under normal circumstances, even with Zhao Miao’s connections, these guards would surely be sentenced to death—though not necessarily complete extermination of their family. But as soon as he finished shouting, he was lifted by the sky-blue python ox’s leg and kicked into the air, crashing onto the rooftops on either side of the street. After landing on the roof, Lin Ming felt darkness before losing consciousness. The sky-blue python ox retracted its leg and stamped on the ground, causing it to tremble. The royal descendants and dragon-horned beasts lying on the ground also trembled. Huang Long patted the python ox, which understood and snorted before passing by the royal descendants. As it moved, a gust of energy sent the royal descendants and dragon-horned beasts flying to the sides of the street. It was only after Huang Long had walked away for a while that the Zhao family’s guards regained their composure and hurried to follow.

Not long after Huang Long and his group set off, the city guards of the imperial capital arrived upon hearing the noise and were shocked by what they saw.