Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Zen pulled the spear out, swinging it at Yates's head dangerously as he stepped forward.

The latter, however, was completely dumbfounded. He stood in shock and forgot to defend himself. All his arrogance, his resolve, and his confidence melted before Zen.

But suddenly, just as the spear was about to slam into Yates, a surge of blue vitality contorted into a protective shield, standing erect before him.

The spear hit the blue shield heavily with a clang.

The shield was so strong that it did not crack, instead, its strong counter-force had the spear shooting back to Zen.

Zen moved aside to avoid the spear and immediately took advantage of the counter-force to throw the weapon at the shield once again.

Clang, clang, clang!

The spear hit the shield seven or eight times in a row, but its blue surface did not crack. Zen tossed the weapon to the ground as his lips twisted into an unruffled smirk. His eyes shot to the man behind Yates.

The man behind Yates, responsible for blocking Zen's attack, was James Mo—Yates's father.

"Kid, you've already one-upped my son. Why do you keep attacking him?" James's voice was as frosty as ice.

Admittedly, James admired Zen a lot, for he possessed a strength far beyond the first grade of nature level that he belonged to. In the future, Zen would continue to progress leaps and bounds, and perhaps no one would be able to stop his rise.

However, he was also on Nory's side, which meant that he was James's enemy. James could not let Zen have his way.

"Why not? All his attacks against me were lethal to my life, so why can't I attack him in return? As a father, you have let your son so loose that he has become vicious to others! How do you still have the face to blame me? It's laughable!" Zen's words were derisive, and a lop-sided smile rested on his lips.

James flushed with embarrassments. How dared Zen insult the Mo family in front of so many guests?

They might not be big names, and most of them were not even refiners, but they had a reputation and entertained close relationships with the Mo clan.

James clenched his jaw in rage. He was a master of the Illuminating Soul Realm. He would not just stand here and be called names by a boy who was only at the first grade of nature level!

"It's none of your business how I educate my son! How dare you run amok in my own house! My son hasn't done anything to you." As an elder, James tried to sound reasonable and wise, but his tone betrayed his anger. Deep inside, he couldn't wait to get his hands on the flippant young man.

"He hasn't done anything? And I'm the one troubling people? You are ridiculous. I came to this gathering because I was invited by my friend, Nory. How is that running amok? It's your son who has been looking to find trouble with Nory from the beginning. And you! You took Nory's heirloom and refused to return it to him. You're the head of your clan, so isn't it you who is running amok by condoning that kind of behavior?" Zen snapped at him sharply, his nostrils flaring with anger.

Nory gaped at Zen. Listening to his friend defend him, his heart soared. He was lucky he could count Zen as a buddy.

Nory almost burst into tears before the audience.

a spine? Zen did!

of the Illuminating Soul Realm, he never yielded.

Finally, it was Zen who had relayed his troubles before them.

you told me that my father was shot to death by a number of arrows, but that you didn't witness his death. How is it then that the blood jade bracelet,

jade bracelet, he had been prevailed

suspected anything Uncle James said.

Nory's father when the latter died. So how could

Uncle James

kill his father, why would he need to hide the

to handle such a situation. A crafty sneer emerged on his

why did you have the blood jade bracelet with

he could no longer avoid the question regarding

had no plans of answering it. He gazed at Nory coldly. "Such a brat! I've been nothing but good

and cowardly. You knew that and took advantage of it. But did you stop to think that I'm not a fool? As the eldest son of the Mo clan, when was I ever treated the way Yates was? There is no servant in this house who shows an iota of respect to me! If you were good to me,

Nory, refusing to let him give voice

sword could take its shape, he had it already brandished at Nory.

Nory a lesson? No! He

majority of the members of the Mo

Nory and say something to bring

at their indifference. At this

no right to educate him!" As the long, blue sword

power of

Rumble!

long, blue sword of

block his offense, James pressed his lips together in irritation. The boy was such

attack Zen, even though the latter attempted to kill his son, was

much stronger than other disciples who were of similar age. James wondered who Zen's master was, otherwise, how

for Yates. At least he would understand that there were better and more powerful people than him in the outside world, which perhaps would

attacked James himself. James had intended to teach Nory a lesson, but

snorted with contempt. "Do you really think you'll pay no

he voiced out his threat, bursts of blue flames surged out

in the air

and began to transform into a

swords, sticks, spears,

James's true strength,

life vitality could transform into so many weapons. James seemed to have a complex intellect. Abruptly, the demonic life vitality in