The System Arrives: Leading My Clan to Become the Strongest

91: Chapter 91 Zhao Shi Displays Ferocity, Repelling Five Servants with a Single SwordThe teenagers instantly erupted, and cheers echoed throughout the small courtyard.

Jiang Feng excitedly bounced twice on the spot, grabbed Jiang Beiyuan’s arm, and started walking out, his steps as light as if he were treading on wind.

Jiang Xueqin also smiled, her eyes crescent-shaped, her small face full of excitement, and she didn’t forget to wave back at her companions, signaling everyone to follow.

The other teenagers were also beaming, rubbing their hands together, their eyes filled with yearning for the Capital City’s streetscape.

Some had already begun discussing in low voices, wondering if the Capital City was different from Tianlin City, whether there would be novel Spiritual Plants here, and others were thinking about whether the legendary Capital City cuisine differed from Tianlin City’s, making their steps impatient.

Jiang Beiyuan, surrounded by this group of adolescents, gave his instructions with a wry smile:

“Slow down, slow down! Don’t rush, close the courtyard gate first!”

Everyone busied themselves closing the side door, followed Jiang Beiyuan’s steps along the bluestone path outside the Jingyun Courtyard, and exited the Royal Courtyard.

On the wide street, shops on both sides displayed glittering and colorful signs. Swords and blades emitting spiritual light were placed in the windows of the Magical Artifact Pavilion, and even the spiritual fruits sold by street vendors exuded dense Spiritual Qi.

Turning the corner, Jiang Feng and the other were attracted by a porcelain stall.

The porcelain toys looked lifelike; the ceramic Spiritual Sparrows seemed ready to take flight, their tail feathers shimmering with colorful glaze, and the small ceramic Yao Beasts were adorably clumsy, with the patterns on their claws clearly visible.

Jiang Xueqin’s eyes instantly lit up. She squatted in front of the stall, her fingertip gently brushing a ceramic Nine-Tailed Fox, and exclaimed in surprise:

“Jiang Feng, look! The tail of this Nine-Tailed Fox can actually sway slightly. It’s amazing!”

Jiang Feng leaned over, staring at the ceramic Coiled Dragon Spear on the shelf, and clicked his tongue:

“Good heavens, this spear looks just like a real one! I wish I could hold it and play around with it!”

The stall owner was an old man with white hair and beard. Seeing them engrossed, he stroked his beard and smiled:

“Young friends have great taste! These were all fired by this old man using Spirit Clay, infused with a faint trace of Spiritual Qi. They are perfect for ordinary children to play with. If you two like them, this old man will give you a discount.”

Just then, Jiang Xueqin was unexpectedly struck by a rushing figure, causing her to stumble backward, her elbow sweeping against the wooden rack beside the stall.

With a crash, three small beasts with glossy glazes fell onto the bluestone slab, shattering into white porcelain fragments all over the ground.

The stall owner’s face instantly changed. He rushed up and grabbed Jiang Xueqin’s wrist:

“Young lady! These are Spirit Pattern Porcelain fired by a famous master! One piece costs fifty Low-Grade Spirit Stones!”

Jiang Xueqin was so startled by the sudden incident that her eyes turned red. She quickly waved her hand: “It wasn’t intentional! Someone bumped into me!”

However, before she finished speaking, an arrogant voice rang out: “So what if I bumped into you? You didn’t watch where you were going, you deserve it!”

Everyone looked over and saw a teenager dressed in a sapphire-blue brocade robe, leisurely dusting off his sleeve. A jade pendant engraved with the character “Zhao” hung from his waist, and several fierce-looking servants followed behind him.

Zhao Kun glanced sideways at Jiang Xueqin, his eyes full of contempt:

“A country bumpkin from the sticks, you want to look but can’t afford to pay, huh? Trying to pin it on me.”

Seeing this, Jiang Feng immediately rushed forward, shielding Xue Qin behind him, and angrily said:

“You clearly bumped into someone, yet you dare to make a false counter-charge!”

“False counter-charge?”

Zhao Kun scoffed as if he had heard a joke, and lifted his foot to step on the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

“If this Young Master says it’s her fault, then it’s her fault! I said it, is there a problem?!”

The servants behind him immediately surrounded them, staring menacingly at Jiang Feng and the other. The stall owner was also too scared to speak, only able to watch the fragments on the ground helplessly.

Jiang Beiyuan quickly noticed the commotion here. His brow furrowed, he stepped forward quickly, shielding Jiang Feng and Jiang Xueqin behind him, and looked steadily at Zhao Kun.

“Young Master, everything requires reason. You were the one who bumped into my Clan Members first, which caused the stall owner’s porcelain to fall. This debt should rightfully be settled by you.”

“Reason?”

Zhao Kun looked as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. He pointed at Jiang Beiyuan, then swept his gaze over the group of furious Jiang Family teenagers, the contempt in his tone practically overflowing.

“In this Capital City, the word of the Zhao Family is reason! Do you country bumpkins from the sticks even qualify to talk reason with me?”

The servants behind him immediately echoed his words, spitting as they spoke:

“Exactly! What status does our Young Master have? How could he bother to deal with the likes of you?”

“If you broke something, obediently pay compensation and apologize. Maybe the Young Master will spare you!”

“If you don’t wise up, we’ll throw you directly outside the city to feed the Yao Beasts!”

Xue Qin’s eyes grew even redder with anger. Clenching her fists, she choked out: “You clearly bumped into me! You’re being unreasonable!”

“Reasonable?”

Zhao Kun sneered, suddenly lifting his foot and savagely grinding it onto the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

“I’m being unreasonable today. What are you going to do about it?”

The crisp sound made the stall owner feel a pang of heartache. His lips trembled, but he didn’t dare utter a single word—the Zhao Family held monstrous power in the Capital City. How could a small porcelain stall owner afford to offend them?

Jiang Feng trembled with rage, the Spiritual Power of the Qi Refining Twelfth Layer surging uncontrollably. He glared intensely at Zhao Kun: “Don’t go too far!”

“Too far?”

Zhao Kun raised an eyebrow, a trace of hostility flashing in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped towards Jiang Feng’s face.

“I’ll show you what ’too far’ means!”

“Bang.”

Just then, Fifth Elder quickly made a move, intercepting Zhao Kun’s attack.

“Oh, not bad. You actually blocked my attack. In that case, all of you attack.”

Seeing Jiang Beiyuan easily neutralize his attack, Zhao Kun showed no demeanor, turning instead to speak to the servants behind him.

“Yes, Young Master.”

Several servants attacked simultaneously. Early Foundation Establishment Stage, Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, and Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators all attacked at once. Seeing this, the eight Foundation Establishment Clan Members nearby prepared to intercept, but Fifth Elder quickly stopped them.

Although they had more people, the opponents included two Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators. To avoid casualties, Jiang Beiyuan decided to act himself.

Facing the imminent attacks, Jiang Beiyuan swept his long sword, sending the Nirvana Sword Art towards the opponents.

Facing this sword strike, the opponents’ expressions drastically changed. They hadn’t expected the attack from this cultivator, who was also in the Foundation Establishment Realm, to be so powerful.

Facing this sword strike, they immediately felt a chill rise in their hearts—they couldn’t block it.

“Join forces.”

One of them shouted loudly. The others immediately stopped their attacks and quickly formed hand seals. Five streams of Foundation Establishment Spiritual Power merged into a golden light barrier. The moment it formed, Jiang Beiyuan’s attack arrived.

“Bang!”

The clanging sound of metal on metal made people’s eardrums ache. A strong gust of wind swept up, causing the awnings of the street stalls to flap noisily.

The five servants all groaned simultaneously, stumbling back several steps. Their Qi and blood churned, and their eyes, looking at Jiang Beiyuan, were filled with shock.

They could feel that the opponent’s Spiritual Power was far more condensed than theirs; he was clearly not an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.