“Father, do you think Jhaelyn really let Jared sleep with her?” asked Thorley.
Braxton fell silent for a moment, then nodded. “It seems it’s true…”
“So, does that mean Jared is my brother-in-law?” Thorley’s train of thought was truly extraordinary.
“Shut up!” Braxton glared, signaling his son to stop talking.
We don’t even know what’s happened yet, but he’s already thinking of Jared as his brother-in-law?!
If Jared had indeed forced himself on Jhaelyn, then Braxton would risk his very life to seek vengeance. However, if Jhaelyn had indeed consented and the two of them were mutually in love, then the situation would be somewhat tricky to handle.
While Braxton was lost in his thoughts, the battle was still ongoing.
“You b*stard, I want you dead!” The envoy had completely lost his mind, biting his tongue to spurt out a mouthful of blood essence. His bone whip instantly transformed into a three-hundred-meter-long blood dragon!
“Dragon’s Roar!”
The blood dragon roared as it charged toward Jared. it was so corrosive that even the air sizzled in its wake!
“Trivial tricks!”
With a scoff, Jared allowed a surge of spiritual energy to course within him. In the next moment, the Dragonslayer Sword materialized in his hand.
Ding, ding, ding!
The humming sound of countless swords reverberated throughout the heavens and earth. Behind Jared, tens of thousands of golden sword shadows materialized, shooting toward the blood dragon like a torrential downpour.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As deafening explosions rang out, the blood dragon was pierced through the heart by a multitude of swords. It let out a mournful wail, and ultimately, with a resounding hang, it burst into a cloud of blood that filled the sky.
“No… It can’t be…” The envoy’s face was ashen as turned to Braxton and said, “What are you still standing around for? Aren’t you going to help me?!”
Those words sent a slight tremor through Braxton’s body.
“Sir Envoy, even you are no match for Jared, am I right? If I step in to help, won’t l just be cannon fodder?” Braxton exclaimed.
“How dare you speak to me like that! I command you to stop Jared immediately!”
After the envoy finished speaking, turned to make his escape.
“Trying to run?” A murderous glint flared in Jared’s eyes.
In a flash, appeared behind the envoy. With a swift swing of his Dragonslayer Sword, pierced straight through the envoy’s chest.
Blood splattered as the envoy lowered his gaze to the Dragonslayer Sword protruding from his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.
“Y-You dare to attack the Celestial Palace…”
“You sure do talk a lot!”
With a cold huff, Jared swung his Dragonslayer Sword further.
Squelch!
The body of the envoy was cleaved in two as was utterly annihilated, body and soul!
Meanwhile, the two samurai had eliminated the last few Celestial Palace cultivators, bringing a sudden silence to the entire battlefield.
With great difficulty, Braxton swallowed, his legs trembling uncontrollably. Behind him, Thorley was in an even worse state, with a damp spot at his crotch.
When Jared’s gaze swept over to him, Immediately fell to his knees. “B-Brother-in-law, please spare me! I… I won’t dare to do it again!”
Upon seeing the situation, Jhaelyn hurriedly rushed to Jared’s side. She clutched his arm, pleading, “Jared, for my sake, please spare my father and brother…”
Jared glanced at Jhaelyn, then shifted his gaze to Braxton, whose face was ashen. He said nonchalantly, “Father, can we have a proper discussion now?”
Braxton shuddered, hastily forcing out a smile that looked more like a grimace. “M-My dear son-in-law, we are family. Of course, we can talk…”
Jared’s lips curled up slightly as the two ancient samurai transformed into a black light and entered his body. With his arm around Jhaelyn’s slender waist, approached Braxton. “lf that’s the case, from today onward, I will be in charge of Eighth Hall. I hope you don’t mind, Father?”
Braxton dared not object and repeatedly nodded. “No objections! Absolutely no objections! You’re incredibly capable, so entrusting Eighth Hall to you couldn’t be more appropriate!”
Upon seeing the situation, Flaxseed and the others couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Who would have thought that Braxton, who was once so fiercely determined to kill Jared, was now trembling like a frightened bird!
Where was the pride of the celestials?
What happened to their rule of choosing death over surrender?
When it came down to it, the so-called celestials were self-proclaimed. They were, in essence, human, carrying with them human emotions and desires, even the fear of death.
