Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1211 1203: The New Lord (Part 2)

"Heh, I never said it was an edict from the new Lord. That was all just rumors spread by the people below. Even if that new Lord shows up, if we refuse to acknowledge him, so what?"

"Besides, this old man is a Half-Step Immortal Venerable Realm expert, and you two Elders are the backbone of the mansion. As long as we refuse to admit to any fake edict, what can that so‑called new Lord really do to us?"

Ao Wu's slightly plump face showed a hint of smugness as he spoke with a squinting smile.

"This…"

Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo both paused for a moment. Though the excuse sounded a bit shameless, it was in fact a workable move.

"Heh, you two Elders can rest easy. Also, that new Lord—it's already been over a month, nearly two, and he still hasn't come…"

At this point, Vice Lord Ao Wu paused, a sly smile surfacing on his chubby face. "Tsk tsk, maybe he's already fallen somewhere. We take this chance to earn a bit more on the side—why not?"

Hearing this, Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo exchanged a look, their brows furrowing at the same time. For some reason, both of them felt a faint unease in their hearts.

To be honest, of those extra earnings, eighty percent went into Ao Wu's pocket. What fell to the two of them barely reached ten percent.

"Tsk tsk, that new Lord had best never show up at all—that would be ideal for us. Once some time passes and I break through to the Immortal Venerable Realm, even if he does come, I won't fear him. What I, this Lord, have already swallowed, I won't spit back out."

Vice Lord Ao Wu fixed his gaze on Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo and said with a smile.

"Hm? Lord Vice Lord, you're about to break through to the Immortal Venerable Realm?"

Elder Qingmu's eyes flickered slightly with a trace of astonishment as he asked.

Beside him, Elder Chi Huo's old eyes also locked onto Ao Wu on the main seat, a look of surprise in them as well.

"I've been stuck at the Half-Step Immortal Venerable Realm for many years. A few days ago, I faintly sensed a trace of Thunder Tribulation's opportunity. I expect that within a month or two, I'll be able to break through to the Immortal Venerable Realm!"

Ao Wu let out a greasy chuckle, his shiny, oil‑slicked old face full of pride.

"Congratulations, Lord Vice Lord. May Lord Vice Lord advance to the Immortal Venerable Realm as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo exchanged another look, then stood up together and offered their congratulations.

"Hahaha, well said. Once I break through to the Immortal Venerable Realm, heh, even if that new Lord comes and is a bit stronger than me, tell me—would he really bear to make things hard for me? With two Immortal Venerable Realm experts sitting in Wind Ridge Town, I'd wager he'll be scrambling to curry favor with me, reluctant to let me go. Elders, don't you agree?"

Ao Wu was radiant, sharp light flashing in his beady eyes as he looked toward Qingmu and Chi Huo below, laughing loudly.

"Yes, Lord Vice Lord speaks with reason."

Hearing this, Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo glanced at each other and nodded in unison. It was indeed as Ao Wu said: an additional Immortal Venerable Realm expert would be a great boon to the Lord's Mansion. When the new Lord arrived, he likely wouldn't do anything too extreme to Ao Wu.

However, before Ao Wu's proud laughter had fully died away, a cold snort suddenly sounded from outside the main hall.

"Heh, you old bastard, you've certainly been calculating nicely!"

As that abrupt cold snort reached his ears.

Vice Lord Ao Wu, who had still been basking in his own triumph, immediately had his expression sink. His previously relaxed posture also straightened unconsciously, his small eyes carrying a trace of chilling light as he looked toward the outside of the hall.

He wanted to see just who had such nerve to actually call him an old bastard!

At this moment, outside the main hall.

A white‑robed youth, tall and straight as jade, was walking toward the hall.

Behind the white‑robed youth were six handsome young men and women. They were all quite young, around twenty years old or so.

Swish! Swish!

Inside the hall, Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo, who had been sitting upright, caught sight of the foremost white‑robed figure. Their faces changed at once, and then they abruptly stood up.

"You two Elders, what are you standing up for?"

Ao Wu frowned, casting a glance at Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo. Then his beady eyes, now frosted with cold, turned to the seven young men and women walking into the hall.

"Who are you people? Without this Lord's command, you dare trespass into the Lord's Mansion?"

Seeing these youngsters stride straight into the hall, Ao Wu glared at the seven who had stepped in, his face growing darker as he spoke coldly.

"Hmph."

The white‑robed youth at the front didn't speak. He merely cast a cold glance at Ao Wu seated on the main seat, then flicked his right hand.

Swish!

A silver object, wrapped in Spiritual Power, turned into a streak of silver light and shot straight toward Ao Wu's face.

Seeing the youth in the lead suddenly make a move, Ao Wu's face also darkened. Golden Spiritual Power surged in his plump hand as he reached out directly to grab that silver streak.

Bang!

A dull sound rang out in Ao Wu's palm as he caught the silver light, though his expression was anything but pleasant.

Crack‑boom!

The next instant, the chair Ao Wu had been sitting on shattered into pieces, and the four maidservants cried out in fright, their pretty faces drained of color as they hurriedly retreated to the side.

"You've got some nerve. Who exactly are you, to dare make a move against this Lord!"

Ao Wu stood up, his fat face shadowed with gloom, the aura of a Half-Step Immortal Venerable Realm expert bursting out around him.

"Vice Lord, the thing in your hand…"

At this moment, Elder Qingmu, snapping out of his shock at seeing Qin Yang, pointed at the object in Ao Wu's hand and stammered.

"Hm?"

Ao Wu's face remained dark as he looked down at the silver object in his hand.

That silver object was a Token, with the four characters "Wind Ridge Lord" on the front and the town emblem of Wind Ridge Town on the back.

"This is the Lord's Order?"

Ao Wu's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression changed.

"You're the new Lord?"

Ao Wu jerked his head up, staring at the youth opposite him in some surprise.

Just earlier he'd been wishing this new Lord would never show up. He hadn't expected him to actually appear—and to be such a youngster at that.

"Heh, a little brat is easier to handle. Since the Lord's Order is now in my hand, this kid has no proof anymore."

Thoughts flashed through Ao Wu's mind.

"Speak. Where did you get this Token?"

Ao Wu fixed his eyes on the youth opposite him, his tone growing darker. Clearly, he had no intention of directly acknowledging Qin Yang's identity as Lord. Instead, he opened by questioning him. Even if this kid had some kind of backing, this would still count as giving him a slap in the face right off the bat.

Thinking of this, Ao Wu felt a streak of satisfaction. Golden Spiritual Power rippled across his body, and the aura he exuded grew even heavier.

"Do you know that impersonating the Lord is a grave crime? I, this Vice Lord, can sentence you to death at any time!"

Ao Wu glared coldly at the few people opposite him as he spoke.

However, in stark contrast to Ao Wu's refusal to acknowledge him, Elder Qingmu and Elder Chi Huo both swallowed hard. Their reaction was crisp and decisive.

"Subordinate Qingmu pays respects to Lord."

"Subordinate Chi Huo pays respects to Lord."

The two of them dropped to one knee in unison in Qin Yang's direction.