# Chapter 2141: I Really Want to Kill You
At the Ninth Prefecture of Lianzhu Prefecture, the leaders of numerous major worlds from the Western Universe had gathered here, each one a top-tier powerhouse below the Great Saint realm, renowned far and wide. Some could even shake the Heavenly Court Realm and Hell Realm.
The Kunlun Realm was a member of the Western Universe, so among those who came to support Kunlun Realm, the major worlds of the Western Universe accounted for a large proportion.
Of course, some major worlds from the other three universes had also participated, such as Wanxu Realm, Tianlong Realm, Qianrui Realm, and others, all of which were powerful realms.
Currently, nearly half of the world leaders had arrived at Lianzhu Prefecture, with the rest still arriving one after another.
At this moment, all the world leaders within the prefecture were focused on the situation over the Spirit Lake.
"The people of Kunlun Realm really have some nerve. At a time like this, they still dare to provoke Paradise Realm."
"This isn't nerve—it's sheer stupidity. Chi Kongle is practically walking into a trap. Given the enmity between Paradise Realm and Zhang Ruochen, I'm afraid Zhou Yu won't let her off this time."
"Chi Kongle killed three Saint Kings of Paradise Realm in public. That's a grave crime. Even Empress Chi Yao wouldn't be able to exonerate her."
"If Chi Kongle dies at Zhou Yu's hands, I wonder if Zhang Ruochen will go berserk when he finds out."
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Several world leaders spoke, discussing the matter casually, clearly adopting a spectator's attitude.
Obviously, they belonged to the Heavenly Realm Faction or were close to Paradise Realm, so they naturally didn't care if Kunlun Realm suffered.
Although they guessed that this incident was mostly instigated by Paradise Realm, circumstances were stronger than people. What could Kunlun Realm use to fight against Paradise Realm?
Most of the world leaders remained silent, quietly watching the situation unfold. At a time like this, it was difficult for them to intervene.
Above the Spirit Lake, the atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive. Wang Shiqi's heart was heavy. Of course, he believed what Chi Kongle had said, but unfortunately, those geniuses present were unwilling to testify. Chi Kongle was caught in a situation where she couldn't defend herself.
Zhou Yu stood on the waves, his voice cold: "Wang Shiqi, hand over Chi Kongle. Don't force me to act."
Wang Shiqi stood in front of Chi Kongle, his mind racing as he thought of countermeasures. No matter what, he couldn't hand Chi Kongle over.
First, Chi Kunlun had made a mistake on the Merit Battlefield and was now missing. If Chi Kongle also had problems, what face would he have left to see Empress Chi Yao?
Facing Zhou Yu's powerful Saintly Might, although Chi Kongle felt tremendous pressure, there was no trace of fear in her eyes. Her delicate hand gripped the Sacred Sword tightly, pressing it against Bolan's brow.
Even if she couldn't defeat Paradise Realm this time, Chi Kongle would never compromise. Even if she died, Bolan, the culprit, would have to accompany her to the grave.
Chi Kongle only felt deeply disappointed. Dozens of geniuses from major worlds, yet not one dared to step forward and speak the truth. With such timid and hesitant natures, how could they ever achieve the position of Great Saint in the future?
"Chi Kongle, at a time like this, you still dare to act recklessly. Do you have no regard for me at all?"
Zhou Yu shouted, releasing a powerful aura, firmly locking onto Chi Kongle.
If Chi Kongle made any unusual move, he would mercilessly annihilate her.
Bolan's identity was very special, and he had to do everything possible to protect him.
Chi Kongle straightened her body, her gaze meeting Zhou Yu's without fear: "I know you really want to kill me, because you and Paradise Realm have both suffered great losses at my father's hands. Unfortunately, you can't do anything to him."
"Zhou Yu, not everyone fears your Paradise Realm. Although I'm not as powerful as my father, I will never allow you to bully me."
Hearing these words, Zhou Yu's brows furrowed, and a more intense killing intent emanated from him.
For him, being defeated at the Blood God Sect and losing the Truth Esoterica to Zhang Ruochen was the greatest humiliation of his life. Now Chi Kongle dared to tear open this scar. Even with his good temperament, he couldn't help but be angered.
"Zhang Ruochen really has raised a good daughter," Zhou Yu said in a deep voice.
Wang Shiqi's expression changed slightly, sensing that something terrible was about to happen. He immediately released powerful Spiritual Power, mobilizing the righteous energy between heaven and earth to protect Chi Kongle.
At the same time, an ancient brush flew out from between Wang Shiqi's brows and was grasped in his hand.
As soon as the brush appeared, a vast aura of civilization spread out, as if it carried the culture of countless ages.
This brush held extraordinary significance in the Confucian Path. It was called the Qianqiu Sacred Brush. Legend had it that the Confucian Ancestor's Sacred Book was written by the four Confucian Ancestors using this brush.
Over millions of years, generation after generation of Confucian Path successors had used the Qianqiu Sacred Brush to write countless poems and articles that were recited through the ages. The true essence of the Confucian Path had long been imprinted within it.
One had to admit, the foundation of the Confucian Path was truly profound. They had passed down a large number of treasures, any one of which could serve as a realm-protecting treasure for a weaker major world.
"Hmph."
Zhou Yu snorted heavily, extending one hand as a large number of Light Rules materialized.
In an instant, a mass of Sacred Light condensed in Zhou Yu's hand, dazzlingly bright, like a Divine Sun slowly rising, its radiance shining in all directions, as if to dispel all darkness in the world.
At this moment, Zhou Yu seemed to become the embodiment of light. All the power of light in the world was concentrated on him. Wherever he went, light would descend.
Given Zhou Yu's style of conduct, he naturally wouldn't be willing to remain constrained. He wanted to suppress Chi Kongle and Wang Shiqi with lightning speed, while also rescuing Bolan.
A look of gravity appeared in Wang Shiqi's eyes. Without hesitation, he immediately swung the Qianqiu Sacred Brush, gathering the righteous energy of the Confucian Path, and wrote elegant characters in the air.
These characters were extremely ancient, as if created at the dawn of civilization, embodying the wisdom of countless ancestors. They radiated immortal light and released an unimaginably majestic power, meeting the Light Sacred Art that Zhou Yu had unleashed.
Seeing Zhou Yu make his move, Chi Kongle immediately released the Manifestation of the Five Elements Chaos Body, using the Chaotic World Phantom to firmly suppress Bolan.
Then, Chi Kongle entered a strange state of unity between man and sword, mobilizing the nearly ten thousand Time Rules she had cultivated, capturing the Time Imprints between heaven and earth. Moving from stillness to motion, she went all out, executing the Time Sword Art.
Even if she was facing the leader of Paradise Realm, so what? She still dared to raise her sword and fight. No one could make her give up resistance.
"Wang Shiqi is a power-holder in the imperial court and a top-tier figure in the Confucian Path. If he is suppressed by Zhou Yu this time, the blow to Kunlun Realm will be significant."
"He is simply overestimating himself. Who can he blame? The people of Kunlun Realm are all arrogant. Their strength is lacking, yet they insist on acting with reckless courage. They are only asking for trouble."
"It's time for Kunlun Realm to learn a lesson, to make them see the situation clearly. This is no longer ten thousand years ago. Their glory has long passed. If they still don't know when to advance or retreat, they will only face faster destruction."
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Seeing Zhou Yu make his move, some world leaders couldn't help but show expressions of schadenfreude.
In their view, Kunlun Realm needed to be taught a lesson so that the various realms could gain more benefits.
There were also world leaders who showed expressions of reluctance, wanting to intervene. They all came from relatively weaker major worlds. Kunlun Realm's plight resonated with them, evoking sympathy.
As time passed, in the future, it was hard to say whether their own major worlds would become the next Kunlun Realm.
But just as they were about to move, they were pulled back by those beside them: "Don't be impulsive. In this situation, even if we intervene, it won't help. Instead, it will bring trouble to our major worlds."
Hearing this, they had to restrain themselves. What they represented was not just themselves, but entire major worlds. At any time, they couldn't act on impulse.
"Something has changed."
Suddenly, all the world leaders in the prefecture showed expressions of surprise.
The reason was that the Light Sacred Art Zhou Yu had unleashed was actually broken. The power of time had severed the light.
Zhou Yu's expression kept changing. Just now, a Time Imprint had entered his body, cutting away nearly a hundred years of his lifespan, making him feel a strong sense of weakness.
A Time Controller at merely the Fourth Step Saint King realm could actually use time techniques to break his Light Sacred Art and even cut away a large amount of his lifespan. This was something he had never expected.
"With Chi Kongle's cultivation level, the Time Sword Art she executed could never have such power. Could it be... Zhang Ruochen?" Zhou Yu speculated inwardly.
He had found it strange before. How could Saint King Hongkun have been defeated by Chi Kongle? Now it seemed that Chi Kongle indeed had a great peculiarity about her. It was very likely that Zhang Ruochen was secretly helping her.
But Zhou Yu carefully investigated and still couldn't find any trace of Zhang Ruochen.
Yet the more this was the case, the more uneasy Zhou Yu became.
Hidden in the shadows, using Chi Kongle's hand, he could easily break his High-rank Sacred Art and even cut away nearly a hundred years of his lifespan.
Didn't this mean that Zhang Ruochen could kill him silently without a trace?
"How about... let me say a few fair words?"
Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out.
As the voice fell, a patch of mist over the Spirit Lake dispersed, revealing a jade table with a man and a woman sitting opposite each other.
In an instant, everyone present turned their gazes toward these two.
The man looked very young, wearing a Daoist robe with complex Bagua patterns, holding a whisk in his hand. It was he who had just spoken.
Sitting opposite the young man was a beautiful woman in Buddhist robes, holding a jade vase. A faint Buddhist light emanated from her body, every inch of her skin sacred and flawless, like a Bodhisattva walking in the mortal world.
"Zhen Yuan, Ci Hang."
Seeing these two, Zhou Yu's brows furrowed slightly.
He had been focusing his attention on Chi Kongle and truly hadn't noticed the presence of Zhen Yuan and Ci Hang.
Moreover, with all the leaders of the various realms gathered at the Ninth Prefecture of Lianzhu Prefecture, it was quite unexpected that Zhen Yuan and Ci Hang were staying in the place where the young geniuses were interacting.
Zhen Yuan stood up, took a step, and appeared beside Chi Kongle, a smile on his face.
"Greetings, Uncle Master Zhen Yuan," Chi Kongle said obediently, bowing.
She had long heard that Zhang Ruochen and Zhen Yuan had a deep friendship. Now that Zhen Yuan was stepping forward for her, she naturally couldn't be disrespectful.
Zhen Yuan nodded slightly: "Zhang Shidi's daughter is truly extraordinary."
"Zhen Yuan, this matter has nothing to do with you. It's best you don't interfere," Zhou Yu said.
Zhen Yuan turned to look at Zhou Yu, speaking calmly: "I don't want to favor either side. I only want to say a few fair words. This matter is indeed Bolan's fault. The evidence is right here."
As he spoke, Zhen Yuan took out a scroll and unrolled it in public.
On the scroll, scenes appeared, and voices could be heard. It recorded everything that had happened in the pavilion earlier.
Hearing his own words of blaspheming the gods, Bolan's face instantly turned pale. He never expected that this incident would have evidence preserved.
And the person who did it was the top young talent of the Daoist lineage, Zhen Yuan.
In the pavilion, the dozens of geniuses who had blatantly lied were also dumbfounded. They felt their faces burning and wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Wang Shiqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that there was evidence and the leader of the Daoist holy land, Five Elements Temple, had stepped forward, he believed that no matter how domineering Zhou Yu was, he wouldn't dare act recklessly.
"Zhou Yu, do you have anything else to say now?" Wang Shiqi asked in return.
Hearing this, Zhou Yu's expression darkened. He had personally stepped forward, not hesitating to bully the weak, and had even lost nearly a hundred years of his lifespan. In the end, this was the result. It felt as if this matter had been premeditated.
But now, he couldn't lose his temper. If the matter was blown out of proportion, it would only harm Paradise Realm.
Calming his emotions, Zhou Yu said calmly: "Since the matter has been clarified, there's no need to continue entangling. Chi Kongle, release Bolan. Let everything end here. Don't affect the grand plan of resisting Hell Realm."
At this point, even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to compromise. After all, if things continued, Bolan would likely die.
With evidence of blaspheming the gods, even if Chi Kongle directly killed Bolan, no one could investigate.
"Bolan blasphemed the gods, and his crime deserves death. As for you, Zhou Yu, you indiscriminately attacked the Grand Minister and me without cause, also violating the Heavenly Laws. You should be severely punished," Chi Kongle said seriously.
Hearing this, Zhou Yu's expression darkened. He had already chosen to compromise, not pursuing the matter of Chi Kongle killing three Saint Kings of Paradise Realm, yet Chi Kongle still dared to entangle endlessly. This was truly going too far.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhou Yu asked: "Chi Kongle, what exactly do you want?"
"I still say the same thing. Bolan must kneel and apologize," Chi Kongle said.
Everything could be negotiated, but when it came to the dignity of her parents, there was no room for discussion.
As she spoke, Chi Kongle had already withdrawn the Manifestation of the Five Elements Chaos Body, her gaze fixed firmly on Bolan.
Bolan collapsed weakly on the lake surface. Time and again, the situation had turned around, only to return to the starting point.
Since his birth, no matter what he did, he had always been invincible. He had never suffered such a great setback.
He was the offspring of two gods. How could he kneel and apologize in public? How could he face others in the future? Where would the dignity of his father and mother be?
But if he didn't do this, death was the only option. How many people could not fear death?
"A single setback means nothing. As long as you live, you will eventually reclaim everything you have lost," Zhou Yu's voice transmitted into Bolan's ear.
In this regard, he was someone who had been through it. Don't look at how powerful Zhang Ruochen was now; things could change in the future. Perhaps by the time he achieved the divine position, Zhang Ruochen would still be struggling in the Great Saint realm.
Victory or defeat at one moment didn't mean much. What mattered was who could laugh last.
"Let me help you."
Zhou Yu's voice sounded again.
Before Bolan could react, two blades of light suddenly appeared, instantly severing his legs.
Without legs, naturally, he wouldn't need to kneel.
Bolan wasn't stupid. He immediately understood Zhou Yu's intention. Enduring the intense pain, he said in a trembling voice: "I was too ignorant and foolish, blaspheming Empress Chi Yao. I apologize here, hoping to receive Empress Chi Yao's forgiveness."
"Chi Kongle, are you satisfied now?" Zhou Yu said.
"You..."
Chi Kongle wanted to say something more, but Zhen Yuan beside her shook his head at her.
Being able to push the divine son of Paradise Realm to this point in public was already touching the bottom line of Paradise Realm. Zhen Yuan was very clear that continuing to target him would not benefit Chi Kongle or Kunlun Realm.
After all, Paradise Realm was the ruler of the Western Universe.
The next moment, Zhen Yuan waved his hand, releasing a stream of Saint Qi, rolling up Bolan and the mirror scroll, sending them to Zhou Yu's side.
Zhou Yu reached out and crushed the mirror scroll into ashes, then prepared to leave with Bolan.
"Sever one of your own arms."
Just then, a voice sounded in Zhou Yu's ear, making his heart tremble.
He was all too familiar with this voice. It was like a nightmare, belonging to the person he hated and feared the most—Zhang Ruochen.
As he had guessed, Zhang Ruochen was indeed within Lianzhu Prefecture. What he feared had come.
From this, he could confirm that the terrifying strength Chi Kongle had displayed earlier was definitely related to Zhang Ruochen.
"You want me to sever my own arm? Zhang Ruochen, you're going too far," Zhou Yu thought angrily.
But he didn't dare vent his anger. Zhang Ruochen had already grown to a level beyond his imagination. Even Yan Wushen had been defeated by him, truly invincible below the Great Saint realm.
Based on his understanding of Zhang Ruochen, if he didn't comply, the consequences would likely be even more severe. Don't look at how his strength was already comparable to the first tier below the Great Saint realm; if he faced Zhang Ruochen, he might be killed without even knowing it.
But he was the leader of Paradise Realm. Severing his own arm in public—how would people see him? What dignity would he have left?
For a moment, Zhou Yu's heart was tangled, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, Zhou Yu's heart trembled. He faintly sensed a terrifying aura firmly locking onto him. Space from all directions pressed toward him, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Zhang Ruochen... you're ruthless enough..."
Zhou Yu raised his right hand with difficulty, using it as a blade, gritting his teeth. Unwillingness filled his heart, and an indescribable sense of humiliation arose.
Zhang Ruochen's voice came again: "What are you dawdling for? Do you want me to do it myself? I really want to kill you!"
"Puchi!"
Zhou Yu struck toward his left arm.
The arm fell, and sacred blood splattered.
Zhang Ruochen was too terrifying. To survive, he had to humiliatingly compromise. Who knew that this damned fellow had already arrived at the Central Imperial City?
"Heavens! What's going on? Why did Zhou Yu sever his own arm?"
"First, Zhou Yu severed Bolan's legs, then he severed his own arm. Has he gone mad?"
"What exactly is happening? What does Zhou Yu want to do?"
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For a moment, everyone was stunned, completely unable to understand the situation.
Even Chi Kongle showed a puzzled expression, not knowing what Zhou Yu was playing at. When the cultivators of Paradise Realm went crazy, they even cut down their own people... no, they even cut themselves.
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