LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
448. ESOTERIC DEBATE.
“Life Emperor!” Tan Yunchang bowed, while Tan Wen Hong remained silent, “Speak!”
Fatty's plump face twitched helplessly, “Brother, this is an imperial decree. Seeing with such contempt will have you branded as a traitor and your head beheaded! ”
“Serah, we're the only ones here. Since Mr. Fang doesn't want to be a gossipy guy, if you don't want to tell him, no one will want to.
Besides, it doesn't matter even if you do. For the Emperor to issue me an imperial edict, it just means he needs me.
How could he kill me for such trivial matters?” Tan Wen Hong shrugged his shoulders.
The fat man was at a loss for words.
The emperor would not do anything even if this man was lying on the bed while receiving the decree.
But where is the dignity of the imperial family?
The fat man looked at Fang Qiubai bitterly, “Master, how is this person alright?”
“Ha-ha-ha, extraordinary people need to be dealt with extraordinarily. So you don't have to think about this empty courtesy! ” Fang Qiubai stroked his beard.
Sighing, the fatty could only nod.
Tan Yunchang hurriedly stood up and pouted at Tan Wen Hong's side.
He watched amusedly the new side of this ever serious young lady,
“Young lady, with your anger, you can't be so reckless around important events like receiving an imperial decree.”
“Huh, reckless what? What's the point of kneeling down if you don't? And you will face whatever comes up!” Tan Yunchang snorted and stuck out his chin.
Tan Wen Hong laughed and praised, “That's our young lady, okay!”
This was the Tan clan that was wanted
Tan Wen Hong, the best clan in the world. They also had to aim for heaven themselves.
How could it bear fruit if they only took the yellow paper from a few emperors?
The fat guy shook his head, throwing out some manners as well, “Already, that's a verbal order.
I'll go straight with you. The Emperor intends for you to participate in the Esoteric Debate and take down the Regent Estate! ”
“Ecoteric Debate?”
Tan Wen Hong raised an eyebrow. He looked at Tan Yunchang, finding he was as incomprehensible as him!
The fat man raised his swollen head and showed an arrogant grin.
Fatty laugh and preen, “Esoteric Debate is held once a century, the most elite clan meeting.
With the Tan clan not even a third-rate clan, mere cannon fodder for so many years, it is perfectly normal for you to know nothing! ”
“Is that so? Then why did the Emperor invite our little clan?
Please report to His Highness, the third prince, that upon hearing your words,
Tan Wen Hong felt very lacking and embarrassed to participate in this grand gathering.
Tell him to find someone more worthy of his attention.” Tan Wen Hong flicked the dust that was not on his clothes.
The fat man caught Tan Wen Hong's arm in a panic, “Don't, big brother! The imperial father will kill me if I come back like this!
It's my fault for trying to show off. Right, I will definitely frame the first rule of the Tan clan on my wall to
remind myself every day you'll be the only one showing off. Please find in your heart to forgive your foolish brother.”.
The fatty pleaded with Tan Wen Hong while crying, his stolen goods disappeared like the wind. Tan Yunchang giggled and Fang Qiubai shook his head.
“Good, continue!” Tan Wen Hong was just playing around with the third prince. He knows when to stop.
Fatty sighed and no longer dared to mess around, “Brother, to be honest, the Esoteric Debate is actually not a place where elite clans gather, it is not,
but where the house bets on their honor to make the most of themselves.
This is a slaughterhouse. A clan could rise to the top in one step, or fall to their ruins in another step.
Many first-rate clans would find themselves worse off than third-rate clans! Big brother, you must be vigilant if you still want to leave! ”
“Eh, why did you say that?” Tan Wen Hong frowned doubtfully.
Sighing, those green eyes and fatty beads shone with a deep gaze,
“This goes back to the founding of the empire, when seven houses were constantly in conflict with each other.
There was no open war between the seven houses, but no one was willing to retreat to anyone.
In order to settle the disputes between them, the founding emperor of Tianyu signed a pact with them.
Anyone under the age of thirty would compete to finish the house who would be the head of the seven houses.
These young men will also someday represent their homes in the future. Their power foretells the strength of their home under their rule!
“Seven houses thus no longer take up arms and their ranks are divided. This is the beginning of the Esoteric Debate.
Gradually, more and more extraordinary clans who wanted greatness joined in.
They were chosen by the seven houses and the imperial family to participate. This is how the current Esoteric Debate takes place.
“However, no matter how many clans joined, it was still seven houses that were at the top.
Others will only fight for the chance to become their followers.
Thus, the survivors would be looked upon favorably by the houses, and also receive their support.
While the rest will be a mountain of bones for others to rise!”
The tone of voice of the fatty contained ridicule, pity, but the most important thing was anger.
The existence of the seven houses deprived the rest of the clan of their chance to become great, reducing them to expendable pawns.
The Esoteric Debate held every century stagnated Tianyu, his strength never reaching new heights.
While the strength of the seven houses continued to grow.
To him, those seven houses were Tianyu cancer!
Tan Wen Hong felt his hatred and nodded, “Then what does the Emperor expect of me? Defeat Regent Estate?”
“Uh, it's almost impossible for a new clan like yours. You are too weak!” The fat man smiled wryly and brushed off his words,
“Regent Estate dares to call itself the head of seven houses and has the ambition to swallow other houses for never losing an Esoteric Debate.
The imperial father wants you to disturb the Regent Estate and throw them out of their game.
Regardless of which house took the title of head, it would give the Regent Estate a crushing blow to their prestige! ”
Tan Wen Hong's brows trembled and looked at the fat one, “Decorating? You want me to humble myself in doing such a trivial thing? ”
“Ha-ha-ha, brother, I know you're great. But you don't understand them. Even meddling will be a difficult problem for many others.”
Chuckles, fat gives him a yellow silk ribbon, “This is a list for the last Esoteric Debate. See yourself.”
Tan Wen Hong looked at the names of the seven house disciples in shock. Especially since there are so many familiar names.
The fatty pointed one by one, “The seventh name, from Drifting Flowers Edifice, must be very familiar to you.
Grandma Chu Bijun was famous among the seven houses. But despite his bravery, he was too weak.
Drifting Flowers Edifice dies last among the houses in the last Esoteric Debate.
As if to show it will actually be the weakest in the last century among the houses.”
Tan Wen Hong nodded. Watching the names, many problems began to make sense.
It showed the exact strength of each host, extrapolated into the power that every clan might have in the near future.
“6th name, Merry Woods!” Tan Wen Hong's eyes missed it the moment he saw it!
“Fifth name, Sword Marquise Abode, led by Jian Suifeng ..”
Tan Wen Hong's eyes twitched and frowned.
Since Sword Marquise Abode was fifth, then his strength was also fifth among the houses.
His next name made him widen his eyes, “Fourth, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion with Long Jiu and the other elders.
Third, the Valley of Hell, with You Guiqi also participating. Second, the Pill King Hall group led by the Vicious Pill King. And the first of course Regent Estate.”
Tan Wen Hong's heart sank.
All of his allies died last while the top rank was held by the loyal dogs of the Regent Estate.
They are not only weaker than the head, but weaker than everyone else.
Thinking of his thoughts, the fat man laughed and patted him on the shoulder, “Ha-ha-ha, no need to worry, brother. Thanks to your evil ways, the power of these houses is no longer what it used to be!”
“What do you mean?” Tan Wen Hong's eyes shone. He knew he was destroying the Valley of Hell, but what about the Pill King Hall?
Fatty chuckled, “Last Esoteric Debate Rankings are like this because of some incredible figures that appeared back then.
The third place of the Valley of Hell was all thanks to the 5th elder.
The power of the Diamondback Ape pushed back the third elder of the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion according to the master plan of You Guiqi.
Without these two, the Hell Valley would be much weaker than the Covert Dragon Pavilion!
“Then there is Pill King Hall in second place. They should thank Vicious Pill King for that.
The poison was so deadly that no one dared to approach him. Without him, they wouldn't be able to get ahead of even Merry Woods.”.
His weakness disappeared, but Tan Wen Hong got the picture. The strength of the Hell Valley and the Pill King Hall were mostly weakened, though,
because their pillars were ruthlessly and mercilessly killed, or destroyed, by Tan Wen Hong himself.
So of course both are no longer what they used to be.
Fatty grinned, “There were many famous names in the last Esoteric Debate.
You Guiqi, this mastermind, was publicly acknowledged as the first genius among the twenty Profound Heaven realm experts from the seven houses who joined the debate.
Then there was the Vicious Pill King, the millennium alchemist. Uncle Jiu also displayed incredible prowess, known for his Golden Eyes of Purple Lightning.”.
Tan Wen Hong nodded, secretly rejoicing.
It was great that his first Heaven Profound expert's killing was You Guiqi, avoiding many headaches in the future.
With You Guiqi alive, plotting from the shadows, his head would be in great pain right now.
But squandering You Guiqi was the same as cutting the power of the Hell Valley in half.