Chapter 10: The Powerful Casson Family
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Updated : Feb 19th, 2025
Zane looked doubtful. An endless wave of doubt surged within him. "Mr. Silas, I'm not... some young master from a mysterious big family, am I? Are you really my uncle? Are my real parents still alive? Are they powerful figures? Am I left to survive here on my own?"
Silas sneered, glancing at him and saying, "How is that possible? You're my biological nephew!"
Zane scratched his nose and curiously looked at the nine elders. "Then, are you all not mad at me for causing such a big mess? Why are you still encouraging me to keep going? Aren't you afraid I'll cause a serious problem one day?"
"Hahaha. No matter what you do, we can solve it."
At this point, Roman laughed loudly. "Besides, our Casson family has always been united. We've always helped our own, not reason!"
"That's right. If you're timid, how will you grow?" Chad smiled.
David, also present, looked solemn and said, "Chad is right. You are an extraordinary man. You need to go through challenging ordeals to grow."
John, holding a folding fan, slowly spoke. "Zane, we cultivators must bear everything with our lives! We do not believe in fate or destiny. Nothing in this world can stop us! We can't pity all beings, and deities should not make us bow!"
The other elders nodded in agreement.
The Casson family members looked at Zane with glowing eyes, all feeling honored to be born into the Casson family.
Zane's gaze flickered, and a surge of passion boiled in his heart!
These elders supported him in being brave against the world. Thus, his future actions would lean toward dominance.
After all, he had the powerful Casson family and the Gods' Burial Coffin behind his back.
"Mr. Silas, not good!" Just then, a Casson family servant hurriedly ran in.
"Oh? What happened?" Silas frowned.
"Mr. Silas, honored elders, Mr. Zane." The servant rushed in, panting. After taking a deep breath, he continued, "The other three major families in the Imperial City, namely the Lapwood family, the Walker family, and the Wrath family, have all declared they will sever business relations with us! Also, our various businesses and the spiritual stone mine are facing resistance from the other families. Even the Khidal Royal Family issued a notice saying our Casson family's actions are unrelated to the Khidal Empire!"
The room fell silent.
"What's going on?" Silas frowned before realization dawned on him. "Could the Greaves family have taken action?"
The middle-aged servant glanced at Zane, lowered his head, and said, "Mr. Silas, you are right. It is the Greaves family!"
"The Greaves family spread the word that Bristol and Kayden have consummated their marriage and are also engaged… They said..."
"Hmm?" Roman's eyes widened. "What did they say?"
"They said Mr. Zane harbored hatred toward the couple and made Roman and Chad kill Kayden! So now, all the families here want to distance themselves from us."
Before the servant finished speaking, Roman roared, "Bullshit! Did the Greaves family say that?"
"Yes, they did!" The servant trembled in fear under Roman's wrath.
Everyone fell silent, narrowing their eyes.
"Zane, what do you think?" At this point, John, holding the folding fan, smiled and looked at Zane.
"Heh!" Zane sneered in disdain, "I didn't expect the Greaves family to choose to go all in with their mistake, instead of coming to us for peace!"
His gaze narrowed. "The one who came up with this strategy is probably not that fool, Landry!"
"Indeed, it must be their ancestor, Alice Greaves' idea." John smiled. "They probably want to alienate us. This is interesting."
"Quite interesting indeed." Zane sneered. "Earlier, I didn't kill the Greaves family's people because they didn't have the intent to kill me. But if they provoke me again... hmph, I'll be merciless."
"I won't go after them if they don't offend me. If someone offends me, I will kill them!" Zane coldly said, his gaze full of disdain.
This caused the servant to tremble with fear.
The other elders nodded in agreement.
"Go ahead. Let those families isolate us; it's fine. But if they try to take action against us, we will end them!" Silas spoke icily, completely indifferent toward those families that wanted to alienate the Casson family.
"Yes, sir!" The servant responded respectfully and hurriedly left.
*****
With everything settled, Zane returned to his room.
He placed Kayden and the two elders' corpses directly into the Gods' Burial Coffin.
Soon, their bones vanished!
Streams of pure energy flowed back into Zane's body, nourishing his energy center.
"Too little," Zane muttered in dissatisfaction.
He then fetched a sword. It was heavy, being one foot wide and nearly eight feet long!
"It's a Heaven Level Tyrant's Blade!"
This was a Heaven Level sword, collected by the Casson family!
Weapon tiers included: Yellow Level, Black Level, Earth Level, Heaven Level, King Level, Emperor Level, Monarch Level, Venerable Level, Sovereign Level, and God Level.
Each tier corresponded to a level of weapon.
Zane then began his cultivation—the Burial Sword Technique.
The first form, Instant Kill!
The second form, Throat Seal!
The third form, Utter Crush!
...
A servant hurried to Zane's door the next day, sounding all anxious.
"Mr. Zane, bad news! Mr. Neil was bullied at the academy. Mr. Silas asks you to handle it."
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Zane's eyes. He stored the Tyrant's Blade in his spatial ring and walked out swiftly.
When he saw the anxious servant, Zane instructed frostily, "Lead the way!"
"Right away!" The servant sighed in relief and immediately walked in front.
Zane couldn't help but recall a young face and a small figure.
Neil Casson was Silas' biological son and also Zane's cousin.
"Heh, how dare they bully him? Do they have a death wish?" Zane muttered coldly, his pace quickening.
...
Meanwhile, at the Khidal Academy, in a less noticed corner, a somewhat frail figure was violently thrown to the ground as the sounds of bones breaking rang out.
"Crack!"
Blood quickly stained a large patch of the ground.
"Wow, your bones really are tough!"
With a sinister expression, a youth dressed in blue walked over slowly, looking down at Neil, who couldn't stand up. "Tsk, Neil, your Casson family will be wiped out. How dare you still act arrogantly?"
Two other youths slowly approached, arms crossed, with faces full of disdain and pity. "It's just a hundred spiritual stones. Just hand them over. Maybe when your Casson family gets wiped out, our families will still spare your miserable life!"
"Patrick, Uriah, Dakota!"
Neil's left arm was broken, and he had more than a dozen other injuries. The immense pain made his face turn pale, and sweat dripped down his body.
Through gritted teeth, he said, "Heh, Zane is back, so how dare you hit me? Your end is coming now!"
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