ACSP: Chapter 227: If These People Are Persuaded by You, Won't I Have No One Left to Kill?
"Grandfather, this Jiang Chen's contracted alignment is verified as a Super Kage level, and the system registries confirm he somehow managed to bind two distinct characters simultaneously! Since our Southern Pavilion has already crossed the line and engaged him, let's just finish what we started. Kill him right here!"
As the chaotic chatter of the crowd drifted into his ears, the expression on Zhao Quan's face shifted dynamically. A brief flicker of hesitation surfaced in his eyes, but it was instantaneously burned away by a surge of raw, venomous killing intent.
Jiang Chen's viral combat logs had been completely dominating the global network lately, so he was naturally well-aware of the name. Under normal operational circumstances, a terrifyingly talented youth like this was someone the Zhao Family would have deployed their entire treasury to recruit and absorb.
But given the blood on the floor and the shattered pride of their enforcers, attempting diplomacy was a farce.
Since they had already fractured the relationship, their only logical path forward was to nip the prodigy in the bud. In short, they absolutely could not allow him a single additional frame of growth. Otherwise, once a monster like this fully optimized his character sheet, he would inevitably become a catastrophic menace to the Southern Pavilion, and perhaps the entire global standing of the Zhao clan.
"I am well aware of the parameters without you breaking them down for me, brat. But his output threshold is exceptionally high; that much I must objectively admit..."
Zhao Dingtian's expression at this moment was incredibly grim. His thick brows were locked in a tight, deep furrow, a heavy layer of solemnity settling into the lines of his aged face.
During their initial elemental clash just seconds ago, he had distinctly felt the crushing, dense waves of spiritual pressure radiating from the kid's purple titan. Recalling the sheer weight of that defensive impact, the veteran Elder couldn't help but feel a subtle tremor trace through his hands.
Although his own black manifestation was technically stabilized in the exact same advanced Fourth Form, he had to accurately admit that Jiang Chen's structural density and chakra purity completely outclassed his own. If this escalated into a pure, drawn-out war of attrition based solely on raw Ocular Power, he might not even possess the stats to match the kid.
"Heh! So what if his visual quality is high? Grandfather, your sheet is locked at Level 98! Are you honestly telling me you're feeling apprehensive about a mechanical newcomer who only just completed his basic Contract Ceremony a few months ago?"
Zhao Quan casually crossed his arms over his chest, leaning his weight back slightly as a look of deep disdain returned to his features. He was perfectly fine admitting that his own current level was no match for Jiang Chen's freakish baseline.
But so what if Jiang Chen was a freakish prodigy?
His grandfather had officially taken the field. Could this rising star truly possess the structural weight to turn the entire world upside down on his own?
Zhao Dingtian didn't bother responding to his grandson's reckless goading. Instead, his gaze remained locked onto the purple titan as he silently raised a single, weathered hand, cutting a sharp, authoritative gesture through the air. His movement was deliberate, slow, and heavy with tactical intent—delivering a silent, irresistible command to the forces waiting in the wings.
The very next second, the ambient space fractured.
The elite operatives of the Zhao family, who had been seamlessly blending into the dense crowd of spectators, broke cover all at once. Like a well-orchestrated net closing in, hundreds of combat-ready Class-Holders surged onto the platform, instantaneously encircling Jiang Chen's five-man party from every conceivable angle.
This wasn't a standard patrol unit. Zhao Dingtian had mobilized a massive vanguard of hundreds of hardened elites straight from the deep reserves of the Southern Pavilion. Standing at the absolute front of the closing perimeter was a terrifying core group of core clan elders—every single one of them boasting a character sheet locked at Level 90 or above. As their collective, high-level auras bled into the arena, the sheer atmospheric pressure caused the ambient temperature to plummet, forcing a visible shudder through everyone nearby.
The surrounding onlookers were completely stunned by the sheer scale of the mobilization.
"What on earth is the Zhao family thinking?! Are they seriously resorting to a massive gang-up against a single junior?"
"No way... Zhao Dingtian is already a Level 98 apex powerhouse, and the clan is still deploying total human wave tactics? Where is their pride as a dominant faction?!"
"It's glaringly obvious that Jiang Chen's baseline output has put immense pressure on the Great Elder. If he wasn't genuinely threatened, a man of his status would never completely disregard his reputation to command a full-scale raid like this."
"Incredible... This kid managed to push the absolute sovereigns of the Magic City to their absolute limit with nothing but a handful of followers. Even if his squad gets systematically wiped off the map today, his name will be permanently etched into global combat history."
"A generational genius cut down before his prime... what a tragic waste of potential."
"If Jiang Chen actually finds a mechanical exploit to survive this ambush today, he is guaranteed to become the undisputed, strongest Contractor in the entire Great Xia Kingdom."
"Aren't you just stating the obvious? He's a dual-binding Super Kage-level anomaly. As long as his parameters have time to mature, his ceiling is unmeasurable. Just look at the viral raid logs currently floating around the database—his combat execution is ridiculously optimized..."
A wave of collective sighs and pity rippled through the crowd of spectators. In their eyes, Jiang Chen's latent potential was an indisputable fact; given a normal developmental timeline, ascending to the absolute apex of the Great Xia Kingdom was merely a matter of time.
But unfortunately, reality didn't grant extensions.
This time, the Southern Pavilion had exhausted its entire regional military strength to secure a definitive kill. Leaving the Level 98 titan Zhao Dingtian entirely out of the equation, just the combined crowd-control capabilities and raw damage output of those Level 90+ core elders were more than enough to execute Jiang Chen's entire party on the spot.
Moreover, packed tightly behind that frontline was an absolute wall of hundreds of Level 70 and 80 Zhao family elites, their weapons drawn and aura locked. With a tactical formation of this devastating scale surrounding them, the onlookers knew that even if Jiang Chen possessed three heads and six arms, it would be a mechanical impossibility for him to break containment alive.
"Is that all of them? Are all your people finally on the field?"
Yet, facing the absolute death trap orchestrated by Zhao Dingtian, Jiang Chen showed no trace of fear. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up into a slight, chilling smile. A terrifyingly powerful momentum erupted from his eyes, making it look as though the hundreds of high-level elites closing in on him were completely beneath his notice.
To him, this wasn't a desperate crisis—it was a perfectly consolidated opportunity for a purge. Every single member of the Southern Pavilion who had bared their fangs against him today would be systematically liquidated on this platform. Not a single one would leave alive.
"Stop this madness immediately...!"
Just as Jiang Chen's blood-red eyes flared with lethal light, ready to initiate a total massacre, another powerful voice suddenly cut through the heavy air from the back of the crowd.
The sea of spectators parted as Zhao Xuansu, the Fourth Elder of the East Pavilion, marched onto the platform. Flanking him were Zhao Shui and a heavily armed contingent of East Pavilion operatives, their expressions deeply strained.
"Great Elder!" Zhao Xuansu stepped into the clearing, placing his form directly between Jiang Chen and the surrounding vanguard. He looked across at Zhao Dingtian, his tone carrying an urgent, diplomatic weight. "I do not know what exact friction occurred between Jiang Chen and your Southern Pavilion today, but I must inform you that he is an honored, distinguished guest of our East Pavilion. If you are willing to stand down and spare him, our faction is prepared to offer any amount of resource compensation required to fully make up for the losses your Southern Pavilion sustained!"
Zhao Xuansu stood firm, praying that his status as a fellow clan elder would be enough to force Zhao Dingtian to grant him this face.
To the East Pavilion, Jiang Chen was the absolute, irreplaceable hope for their faction's rise to dominance. He could not allow this rising star to be extinguished here. Of course, that was only his primary motivation.
The deeper, far more terrifying calculation running through his mind was the fundamental nature of the clan itself—every core member of the Zhao family possessed the Sharingan. And the Sharingan carried the specialized capability to violently dismantle and search a target's memories. If Jiang Chen fell here today and Zhao Dingtian subjected him to a memory extraction, every single treasonous detail of their previous secret alliance would be instantly exposed to the entire clan.
"Hmph! Confounding fool!"
Seeing the Fourth Elder of his own clan openly step forward to shield a rogue outsider, Zhao Dingtian was instantly enraged. His eyes burned with a furious fire as he stared down Zhao Xuansu, his voice shaking with absolute rage.
"He slaughtered my people in the East Pavilion domain earlier, and I was willing to let those bygones be bygones solely out of respect for your position! But today, this brat openly targeted my direct biological grandson! If I allow him to walk away from this platform alive, what face would I ever have left to continue presiding over the Southern Pavilion?!"
Zhao Xuansu's brow furrowed deeply, his lips parting as he desperately tried to formulate another diplomatic leverage point.
But Zhao Dingtian cut a sharp, unceremonious wave through the air, violently interrupting him. "Enough, Fourth Elder! If you dare to interfere with the encirclement and execution of Jiang Chen for even one more frame, do not blame me for being completely heartless and commanding my forces to slaughter your East Pavilion detachment alongside him!"
He could compromise on resource rights, mining territory, or political seating—but when it came to the safety and prestige of his grandson Zhao Quan, he would absolutely never make a single concession. No matter who stepped forward, anyone who dared to touch his bloodline was verified for immediate termination. No one's plea would ever work!
Seeing Zhao Xuansu rush onto the battlefield to shield him from the impending raid, Jiang Chen felt a faint flicker of genuine appreciation for the old man's loyalty.
However... his plan to completely erase the leadership of the Southern Pavilion today was already locked in stone. If he didn't paint this platform with the blood of these arrogant elders, how could he possibly establish his absolute, unquestionable authority over the rest of the Magic City?
"Elder Zhao Xuansu, this is a private matter between me and these insects. You don't need to waste your breath persuading them anymore," Jiang Chen said, his calm voice effortlessly cutting through the explosive tension. He cast a sideways glance at the Great Elder, his smile widening into something truly predatory. "After all... if they actually listened to your persuasion and backed down, wouldn't I be left with absolutely no one to kill?"
Hearing those incredibly casual, mocking words, the killing intent swirling in Zhao Dingtian's eyes instantly reached an absolute, blinding peak. The boy was treating his entire elite army like cattle waiting for the slaughterhouse.
"What are you all still standing around for?! Slaughter him for me! Tear him and every single follower around him to pieces! Do not let a single one of them leave this ground alive!!!"
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