Fighting at Chaoli Pass (10) [Please Vote for Monthly Tickets]

Chu Jie had slain the Sixteenth Rank Grand Shang Zao's incarnation in four moves, making a name for himself in a single battle. But the original Sixteenth Rank Grand Shang Zao, who'd been stepped on to reach the top, was in no mood to celebrate. Martial Qi Incarnations and Literary Qi Incarnations worked alike: when an incarnation dispersed, the memories of everything it had experienced flowed back to the original, including the moment of its death. When his incarnation dispersed, the original was in the middle of holding a beauty presented by a subordinate, with songs and music playing without pause.

Wine warmed their cheeks, and the mood was just right.

Outside, the wind cut to the bone. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of perfume and wine.

The beauty nestled against the man seated at the head of the hall, pouring him wine with demure grace.

Below them, the guests showered him with compliments.

The Sixteenth Rank Grand Shang Zao's cheeks were flushed red, as if he'd forgotten what day it was. He'd had a little too much to drink. Though he held his liquor well, wine wasn't the only thing that could make a man drunk. With such a beautiful scene before him, he used the beauty's thigh for a pillow, his heavy eyelids slowly closing.

The singing and dancing in the hall continued, while the officials beneath his command laughed and chatted without pause.

Boom—

Without warning, a powerful aura burst from the Sixteenth Rank Grand Shang Zao, and a fierce wave of energy swept in every direction. The dancers and musicians were blown to the ground, screaming, while the tightly shut windows shattered to pieces. His officials fell silent in an instant and looked toward the seat of honor.

The man there looked so