Chapter 22 : Soaring Snake Clan Should Thank Me, I Helped Them Eliminate the Waste
âPrimordial Holy Son, if you have the guts, then kill us!â Jin Taiyuan knelt on the ground, eyes filled with murderous intent, staring intently at Jiang Chen.
They absolutely could not apologize. There was no turning back for them. They would rather die than apologize or submit to Jiang Chen because it wasnât just a simple apology. It represented the face of the Golden Winged Peng Bird clan and the Soaring Snake clan.
If they apologized, both clansâ dignity would be damaged. Even if they safely returned, they would face punishment within their clans.
For the Soaring Snake God Son, due to his high status, the punishment might be lesser. But for Jin Taiyuan, it was different. Submitting to Jiang Chen in full view, once he returned, he would either be killed or crippled. Therefore, Jin Taiyuan would rather die than submit.
âYou see, they would rather die than submit!â Jiang Chen spread his hands and said indifferently, âItâs not that I donât give you face, but they donât give you face!â
Huang Shanhe took a deep breath and said with a smile, âI understand, Primordial Holy Son, please do as you wish!â At this point, if he continued, he would displease both sides. Neither side would likely give in.
Even if the Soaring Snake God Sonâs side relented and Jiang Chen let them go, given the nature of the ancient imperial clans, they wouldnât be grateful to them, rather they would hold a grudge.
âYou mean that too?â Jiang Chen asked gently, his face smiling as if he were looking at an old friend after many years, making people feel warm.
âOf course!â the Soaring Snake God Son said decisively. Jin Taiyuan had already chosen death over submission, and if he relented now, he would no longer have a place in the Soaring Snake clan.
Although his position as a God Son was prestigious, it also came with heavy responsibilities. He represented the next generation of the Soaring Snake clan and also its face. If he turned out to be a coward who feared death, unimaginable punishment would await him. Losing his position as a God Son would be expected.
âJiang Chen, we represent two great ancient noble clans!â He also feared Jiang Chen would impulsively kill them, so he specifically reminded Jiang Chen. They were not alone but represented two great ancient clans. If Jiang Chen took action, it would mean provoking these two clans.
âAre you threatening me?â Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
The Soaring Snake God Son coldly hummed without explaining.
âUnfortunately, I canât stand being threatened by others,â Jiang Chen said with a smile. âYou donât need to use the ancient clans to pressure me. When the younger generation fights, life and death are disregarded, and even if your clans behind you want revenge, they cannot intervene!â
âThis is a rule that no force can easily break! Besides, you donât yet qualify to make them break this rule!â
Jiang Chen was no naive soul and wouldnât be intimidated by a few words from the Soaring Snake God Son. As long as the older generation didnât intervene, even if they died, the forces behind them couldnât overtly do much.
At most, they would act covertly, making sure not to get caught. If discovered, it could spark a war between two major forces. The undying forces were extremely restrained in this regard, for a war between them could disrupt the entire Nine Heavens Realm.
If a prodigy with enough potential died, it might indeed provoke an undying force to act. Figures like Jiang Chen, or the previously mentioned Second Qin Emperor and the God Son of the Ye Family, were the kinds of talents that major forces pinned their hopes on, each with the potential of an emperor. Their deaths could incite their forces to make others pay at all costs.
However, the Soaring Snake God Son wasnât quite there yet. In a way, his status wasnât high enough. Besides, the Soaring Snake Clan was rather cold-blooded and might not be stirred by this incident to mobilize the entire clan.
âI can give you one chance!â Jiang Chen said indifferently. âKneel and apologize, and Iâll spare your lives. The choice of life and death is yours.â
âImpossible!â Jin Taiyuan said decisively, not caring what Jiang Chen said. The Soaring Snake God Son glared at Jin Taiyuan, wishing he could kill him.
After hearing Jiang Chenâs words, he had weighed the pros and cons and had to admit Jiang Chen had a point. If Jiang Chen really decided to kill, the Soaring Snake Clan would at most issue a few statements but would not take action.
Importantly, the Soaring Snake God Son could feel that Jiang Chen genuinely wanted to kill him without any reservations. But Jin Taiyuanâs statement had completely cut off his path to submission. If he submitted, returning to the Soaring Snake Clan would likely mean death or being crippled.
The Soaring Snake Clan was extremely cold-blooded, and any status depended on strength and utility. Once he submitted, he would completely lose his value to the clan, becoming a disgrace instead. Mainly, he was replaceable within the Soaring Snake Clan, unlike Jiang Chen and others.
âImpossible!â The eyes of the Soaring Snake God Son flashed as he stared at Jiang Chen, speaking in a deep voice. He was betting that Jiang Chen wouldnât dare to act.
âItâs strange,â Jiang Chen shook his head. âYou choose death over a path to life. I donât understand. Isnât it better to be alive? Even if itâs a bit shameful, at least you live. Thereâs always a chance if youâre alive.â
With a loud bang, Jiang Chen didnât give them a chance to speak further. He waved his hand, and their bodies exploded, their flesh shattered and souls obliterated. In the blink of an eye, they were utterly annihilated in front of everyone.
Seeing the two dead, the crowd felt surreal. âThe Soaring Snake God Son is dead just like that!â they exclaimed. âHow unpredictable! Who would have thought heâd die here, and so pathetically too!â
Hearing the surrounding comments, Jiang Chen said indifferently, âJust a God Son. The Soaring Snake Clan can always find another. Maybe they should even thank me. This God Son was useless; the next one might be more outstanding.â
The crowd twitched their mouths at his words, speechless. Thank him? Others would probably want to slaughter him! But considering Jiang Chenâs identity, it seemed unlikely the Soaring Snake Clan would dare retaliate, at least openly.
The death of their God Son was a result of inferior skills; they couldnât blame others. Countless geniuses had fallen throughout the ages, in both the ancient clans and humanity. Most passed without much disturbance, with only a few causing major upheavals. The Soaring Snake God Son, evidently, wasnât among them.