Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law
Chapter 2042

Chapter 2042

Zhang Jiuling's remarks were so scathing they struck Sword Saint like a hefty hammer.

“W-What did you just say?” he stammered, still unable to recollect himself. “Did you just say that... I'mthe enemy of the state?”

Sword Saint had dedicated his whole life to the War God Castle. Never once in his entire life had heimagined that he would end up becoming a national shame to his own country and its people.

Throughout his life, he invested everyone's time in restoring and rebuilding China's martial arts world.

In fact, he was so committed to this cause that he was even willing to pay with his own life, yet in theend, he found little support for his unjust cause and became the enemy of the state.

If what Zhang Jiuling said was true, it would mean that the sacrifices and efforts he had made for thefirst half of his life amounted to nothing.

A feeling of self-pity overwhelmed Sword Saint as he staggered and almost slumped to the ground.

On the other end, Zhang Jiuling had already ended the call and instructed everyone in Jiangbei'smartial arts world to cut off all contact with Sword Saint and disregard any orders from the War GodCastle.

“We will march to the east to meet those from Jiangdong's martial arts world on Mount Yunding,” ZhangJiuling pronounced with a husky voice that echoed in the deep night in accompaniment with the chillywind.

His command elicited a strong response from the martial artists in Jiangbei.

“M-Mr. Zhang... are we really leaving War God Castle to their own?” someone asked.

“They are the emblem of China's martial arts world!” another commented.

“Yeah. The undoing of War God Castle will shatter the very foundation of the martial arts world in ourcountry.”

“There'll be no one else to support our country once the pillars of our nation are no more!”

“Exactly. This will really mark the end of the martial arts world in China!”

Many patriotic citizens among the crowd lamented the potential fate of the country, but Zhang Jiulingwas not in a hurry to address their concerns.

Instead, he cocked his head and directed his gaze across the tempestuous Brighfell River towardJiangdong, which was not far away.

“Who said our foundation will be gone?” he questioned. “Who said we will have no hope? And who saidChina's martial arts world will be vanquished if War God Castle crumbles? We will shoulder thisresponsibility as pillars of the country until the coming of the one we await. We will be the torchbearersof the martial arts world in China. Trust me when I say this—the key that dictates the fate of China'smartial arts world does not lie on Mount Yan, let alone the War God Castle. Our hope will come fromJiangdong, from Mount Yunding!”

Zhang Jiuling clenched his fists, and his eyes were ablaze with passion as he spoke in a powerful andcommanding voice that reverberated through the air to a distance.

Having heard him, the martial artists from Jiangdong were emboldened. They followed Zhang Jiulingand Lu Ziming's lead and crossed the Brighfell River to Jiangdong.

At the same time, on the shores of Eastsea, three notable leaders of the Chu Sect were gathered on aluxurious crew ship.

It went without saying that the person taking the lead was Chu Yuan, the Old Master of Mount Chumen.

On his right and left stood Tang Yun, the incumbent head of the Chu Sect, and Chu Tianqi, the head ofthe Chu family.

“Yun, Tianqi, look at the sea,” Chu Yuan said. “There was once an ignorant man who offended our sect,and we ended him here. History has proven time and again that our sect cannot be challenged.”

It had been three years since the incident he had referred to took place. However, every time hetraveled through this area of the waters, he would be reminded of what had happened and feel proudabout it.

It made him feel as if he was an emperor who had everyone and everything under his feet.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Saspiuburg, a continent not far away.

“Tianqi,” Chu Yuan called, “do you know that our ancestors and ancient masters found their roots inSaspiuburg, China? That place witnessed the glorious rise of our forefathers. The people should'veacknowledged us by then, but they didn't. Hundreds of years have passed since, and we're back at thisplace again. This time, I will make sure no one stands in our way.”

Chu Yuan sounded ambitious and confident as if conquering China's martial arts world was an easymatter.

Beside him, Chu Qitian flashed an assuring smile after hearing Chu Yuan's words.

“Grandpa, we will go forth at your command. I shall bring War God Castle to ashes at dawn and returnwith the heads of the pillars of China by night tomorrow,” Chu Qitian uttered confidently as his eyesburned with combative spirit.

He had already decided on conquering Mount Yan before taking down Jiangdong.

Ha! Chu Tianfan! Your beloved homeland will go up in smoke soon. I guess you never expected that Iwill quash the people and the country you loved under my feet just three years after your death.

The haughty man's clothes flapped noisily in the air as the piercing wind blew.

The same hatred sparkled in the grandfather's and grandson's eyes, a stark contrast with the womanstanding right next to them. Tang Yun looked extremely calm despite hearing the two men's ambitiousplot.

She turned away and looked into the vast waters under the ship, an inexplicable emotion that confusedher budding deep in her heart.

It was as if someone really important to her had once appeared in the same place as she was, but shejust could not replace that person in her memory.

I should be able to recall if this person is really so important to me...

She looked puzzled.

“Are you okay, Yun?” Chu Yuan asked when he spotted the look on Tang Yun's face.

“I'm good, Master. I'm just having a slight headache,” the disciple replied.

Chu Yuan's frown deepened at her answer.

“Don't worry. It'll go away with some rest. I can still fight,” Tang Yun assured, but Chu Yuan was notwilling to take the risk.

He waved his hand, saying, “It's okay. You don't have to participate in the attack on Mount Yan. I wantyou to go to Mount Kransbay with the Demonic Duo to look for something. According to our sect's

ancient records, there is a prominent fighter from China who was buried at Kransbay, and among thegrave goods in his tomb is the Order of Yanhuang. Bring it to me.”

Tang Yun was surprised.

Chu Tianqi, too, could not wrap his head around it. “Grandpa, I think the Demonic Duo can handle thison their own. You don't have to send her.”

Indeed, given the fact that Tang Yun was only second to Chu Yuan in terms of her ability, she would bea useful asset in the war against martial artists from China.

Chu Tianqi did not understand why Chu Yuan would assign her such a menial chore.

“You have no idea, Tianqi. War God Castle no longer carries the most weight in China. I mean, yes, thepillars of China are over there, but they are nothing compared to the buried item I seek. The Order ofYanhuang is worth much more than the lives of Sword Saint and the other pillars combined,” Chu Yuansaid.

Tang Yun finally nodded and agreed to go look for the Order of Yanhuang.

“Be careful. You might encounter unforeseen dangers at the ancient tomb,” Chu Yuan reminded beforeshe left.

After her departure, Chu Qitian asked to conquer Mount Yan, but Chu Yuan had a different plan.

“I'll go on my own. Mount Yan is not the most formidable task. There's something else I want you todo,” Chu Yuan said.

For the rest of the night, time went on uneventfully for the two of them. Yet on Mount Yan in China, amassive number of martial artists had congregated.

It was a moment of life and death for them, so everyone had come forward valiantly to defend the WarGod Castle.

As for the fighters from the Chu Sect, they were gathered at the coast of Eastsea in wait for the war.

Instead of launching an attack, they simply stood watch and waited for all the martial artists to gather atthe War God Castle.

A terrifying war was about to break out as tension filled the air along the border.

Inside the War God Castle, Sword Saint and the others had gathered martial artists from all over thecountry and had been contacting other countries for support.

“What did you say? King Folo and his people are not available? D*mn it! What about fighters fromRemdik? What about the Order Of Kings from Western Epea?” Sword Saint questioned.

It turned out that all channels of aid were blocked because no one was willing to get themselvesinvolved in that mess.

After all, the War God Castle's war was a lost cause, and extending help at that moment wasequivalent to tempting fate.

Over at Jiangdong, when Li Er found out that the Chu Sect's troops had already reached the shores ofChina, he gave orders to bring Ye Fan's family, friends, and son to retreat to the mansion on MountYunding.