I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 524 - 221 True Monarch! (Request for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 524: Chapter 221 True Monarch! (Request for Monthly Votes)

Chen Taixing sighed helplessly, but seeing that Chen Yi had already made his decision, he didn’t say anything more.

He turned to look at Elder Tong and the others, coldly saying:

"Our Lord Heroic has decided to let you all go for your first offense. Stand up and go back!"

"Thank you, Marquis!"

Elder Tong hesitated, glanced at Chen Yi who remained calm, and immediately led the crowd to kneel down.

The guards from various noble families who had been waiting hurried forward to help their masters up. After bowing to Chen Yi again, they turned to leave.

The onlookers couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed, but when they looked at Chen Yi, no one dared to say anything.

"Lord Heroic is benevolent!"

Someone started cheering, and the people quickly joined in.

Benevolent?

Chen Yi glanced at the few still kneeling outside the door and thought that he never acted benevolently towards his enemies.

So far, only two enemies have escaped with their lives from his hands.

One was "Mad Old Man" Feng Shan, whom he had killed in Jiangnan Prefecture. Somehow, Feng Shan had used some means to "rise from the dead" and escape.

The other was the "Enchantress" Wen Renying, who by now had become half of his "follower."

As for the other enemies, they either hadn’t surfaced yet or, like Zhou Tiance and Lu Fang, Chen Yi needed to keep them alive for the time being.

As for Wuliang Mountain... it’s best not to mention it!

Seeing the nobles disperse, Chen Yi and Chen Taixing didn’t linger; they went straight back into the Duke Wuan Mansion, leaving only a few guards and the residence’s pharmacist outside to guard against any unexpected incidents.

Once the two left, the many onlookers gradually found their voice and began to give Chen Residence the thumbs up.

"Lord Heroic is perhaps the first Marquis in the history of the Da Wei Dynasty to be valued by the Holy Emperor and able to make other noble families bow down."

"The prestige of the former King of the Southern Garrison can’t be denied, but his talent and cultivation were far inferior to Lord Heroic."

"After this episode, let’s see if those noble families in Kyoto Prefecture dare to humiliate others at will."

"A single mistake can cause their centuries of accumulated reputation to plummet; what of the Tong Family on Fengtong Street?"

"Two hundred years of meticulous management, only to lose all reputation because of one wrong step today."

"Who would have thought that while they seemed upright on the surface, they did so many dark deeds behind the scenes?"

"If it wasn’t for Lord Heroic appearing out of nowhere and forcing them to bow their heads, we would’ve never realized they were such vile people!"

"The saying ’you can’t peer into a person’s mind’ is indeed true..."

The common people only saw the surface; among the crowd were a few Martial World travelers who were now full of admiration.

"Is he the ’Little Sword Immortal’ Chen Yi? Truly a dragon among men, his imposing aura alone makes me dare not approach."

"Brother Lu, aren’t you also a sword cultivator? How come you can’t even speak a word in the presence of Lord Heroic?"

A sword cultivator wearing a blue shirt and straw hat, with a simple longsword at his waist, raised his head and forced a smile worse than a cry:

"I, my sword won’t, won’t let me speak..."

The two Martial World travelers beside him looked at him in surprise, only then noticing that his clothes were somehow soaked with sweat.

From his forehead down to his feet, streams of sweat flowed like water, forming a puddle on the bluestone slab beneath him.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Old Lu, did you do something earlier to end up like this?"

The young sword cultivator, pale and weak, stretched his muscles a bit and shook his head:

"I, I did nothing; just a glance at Lord Heroic, and I became like this."

"Perhaps it’s because you guys aren’t sword cultivators and have no perception. But in my eyes, Lord Heroic seems like an insurmountable Sword Mountain, with no end in sight."

"Just one glance, and my sword pinned me in place. I couldn’t even make the slightest movement..."

"Hiss!"

"Is it really that terrifying?"

The nearby Martial World travelers exchanged glances, a trace of amazement in their hearts.

They couldn’t help but believe it, as the young sword cultivator beside them was well-known in the Jiangnan Prefecture area, unlike the ordinary swordsmen in the Martial World.

Furthermore, he was straightforward like the Sword Dao, never speaking vaguely or whimsically.

But just seeing Lord Heroic from afar petrified him; it was indeed unbelievable.

"Now I truly feel the power of the ’Little Sword Immortal.’ That Sword Dao is truly beyond ordinary people!"

"Old Lu, are you feeling better? We still need to go to Dakong Temple to see the grand event, can you come with us?"

The young sword cultivator shook his head, his expression calming down a bit:

"You guys go ahead; I plan to stay at the ’Sword Cultivation Sacred Land’ to train."

"Before the court announces the currency and treasures needed for the ’Sacred Land,’ I must seize the time and focus."

"In that case, we’ll head to Dakong Temple first. When you come out, we’ll accompany you."

"Alright..."

Not mentioning the Martial World travelers stunned by Chen Yi’s aura, the onlookers gradually dispersed as the excitement faded, leaving only members of the Wu, Zheng, and Sun families still kneeling outside the Duke Wuan Mansion.

"Wu Yong, just you wait! In three days, you’ll see how I deal with you!"

"Dad..."

Kneeling in the back row, Wu Yong, who had just insulted Chen Fan, spoke as if he had lost a loved one: