Chapter 224: Murong aristocratic family (1/2)

Chapter 224: Murong aristocratic family

“Who are you?”

The complexion of Ye Chuan become cold looking face to face at this advancing noble son Zhuifeng. As for Zhu Sijia and fatty Zhao Dazhi standing at his side, their complexion was strained feeling nervous.

A Rank 5 Daoist Master realm expert, even if Great Elder Zhu Guohong was here, he might not necessarily be the opponent of this purple gowned youth.

“Who am I?”

Noble son Zhuifeng who was wearing a gown made from a rare purple silk coldly smile as he continued to walk towards Ye Chuan. Then, he leisurely said: “Murong Zhuifeng, you can either call me noble son Murong or noble son Zhuifeng.”

All the experts that were looking at this scene suddenly became restless.

In Da Qin Dynasty, there were many big and powerful clans. Some had a large number of experts and some had wealth equivalent to that of an entire nation. But the most powerful clans were the three major aristocratic clans of the capital. One was Mu Clan that excelled in trade and business, they spread all over the Heavenly Fire Continent including every nook and corner; another one was Long Clan that excelled in making and refining weapons, they held 90% of the weaponry markets of Da Qin Dynasty; and the final one was Murong aristocratic clan teeming with experts, they produce a large number of experts in every generation.

After years of expanding, these three major aristocratic clans had already become big trees with deep roots. Not only they override many nobles, they were even far superiors to many cultivating sects. Among these three major aristocratic clans, Murong aristocratic clan was the most powerful. Several hundred years ago, the old patriarch of Murong aristocratic clan had already reached the pinnacle of Daoist Master realm, and he had been cultivating in seclusion for these hundred years, ignoring the affairs of the world. According to legend, his cultivation had already reached half-sage realm, and he was already trying to break through the next bottleneck. And once he broke through to Sage realm, Murong aristocratic clan would override all aristocratic clans, becoming a peerless aristocratic clan. Murong Zhuifeng was the outstanding figure among the younger generation of Murong aristocratic clan and was also known as noble son Murong.

“As it turned out, he is from Murong aristocratic clan of capital, no wonder he is so lavish and has 12 Daoist Master realm experts as bodyguards that are all remarkably beautiful women!”

“He is one of the three young master of capital, Murong Zhuifeng, as the saying, knowing a person by repute is not as good as meeting them face to face, sure enough, he is a dragon among men. It is said that his swordsmanship has already reached the acme of perfection, and their old patriarch even handed down the most valuable treasure, Heavenly Blade, to him, claiming he was the future Blade Sage!”

……

All people discussed spiritedly and looked at the situation with folded arms.

The poisonous mist was very dangerous, and at this moment, they just happened to need someone to stand out and test or resolve it. All the experts that were eager to seize the treasure didn’t mind Murong Zhuifeng forcing Ye Chuan to go to the altar, and test the poisonous mist. Tuoba Xiaoniao was worried and wanted to beg her father Tuoba Xiong to make a move to help Ye Chuan, but the result was, before she could open her mouth, Tuoba Xiong gave the order to tie her up.

Murong Zhuifeng proudly held his head high and a trace of sneer appeared on his face. But, he enjoyed hearing the remarks of the people.

Liu Hong was also laughing sinisterly in her heart, but on the surface, she pretended to be a delicate girl while walking at the side of Murong Zhuifeng.

“Sounds very amazing, merely, I have never heard before.” Ye Chuan opened his mouth and said appearing sincere, “You are named Zhuifeng, but, is your speed really comparable to the wind?” [T/N: Zhuifeng means chasing wind]

The hall instantly became very quiet.

Murong aristocratic clan, who was the head of three major aristocratic clans of capital, in Da Qin Dynasty, its name alone reverberate like thunder, and no need to mention about their influence in the world, even cultivating sects also didn’t dare to underestimate them. But, here, Ye Chuan, this dignified Big Disciple of Cloud Mist Sect, unexpectedly said he had never heard of them. This was……

The expression of Murong Zhuifeng sunk and he lost control of his feelings.