Chapter 760: The Martial Arts Family, the Zhou Clan

He is currently at most at the True Martial Peak, and Yu Zhenye could knock him down with a single finger, but just how powerful is Chen Yu, who could defeat Yu Zhenye in one move?

"That is why we have summoned the Elders of the clan to discuss the matters for tomorrow noon," Zhou Wen said. "Father, we must certainly be present tomorrow noon."

"Yes, we must be present; the Zhou and Yu families are branches of the same tree, sharing in both honor and disgrace," Zhou Shoucheng said, slowly rising. "If we are scared off by a mere stripling, how will we continue to mix in the Shengjing circles in the future?"

"Master, there is an old man surnamed Hong outside who claims to be from the Qing Sect and requests an audience." Just then, a disciple hurried in and said.

"Qing Sect? Is it Old Man Hong? Invite him in quickly." Zhou Shoucheng rose in a hurry; although Old Man Hong is not a person of the Jianghu, his status is extremely high even in front of these Jianghu figures.

When Old Man Hong entered the door, Zhou Shoucheng went to greet him personally, and he enthusiastically cupped his hands and said, "Old Hong, long time no see."

"Brother Zhou, one does not visit a temple without a cause," Old Man Hong said with a chuckle. "I came to find you today just to chat about tomorrow's affairs."

"Old Hong, you have heard about this matter too?" Zhou Shoucheng sighed and said, "The speed at which this kind of thing spreads is truly fast. Please, take the seat of honor."

Old Man Hong sat down, and Zhou Shoucheng looked at Chen Yu, who was following behind Old Man Hong, and asked, "Who is this?"

"I am Chen Yu," Chen Yu uttered a sentence indifferently.

"You are Chen Yu?" The entire Zhou family was taken aback. Zhou Ba had a violent temper, and regardless of whether Chen Yu's strength far exceeded his own, he let out a furious roar, suddenly lifted the giant blade in his hand, and charged toward Chen Yu.

Chen Yu sneered, and with a slap on the table, the teacup on the table suddenly flew up.

His right hand curled and beckoned, and the water in the cup transformed into three streams of water vapor, flying toward Zhou Ba.

Ding, ding, ding—the giant blade in Zhou Ba's hand was struck by the water vapor, and several cracks appeared on the blade. The remaining stream of water vapor whistled past Zhou Ba's side. Zhou Ba's figure faltered, and he retreated five or six steps violently before he could barely steady himself.

He held the blade in his hand and stared fixedly at Chen Yu, but the blade in his hand let out a 'crack' sound, and then it shattered into dozens of pieces, falling to the ground.

Zhou Ba was dumbfounded; what he was best at was the Northern Underworld Mad Blade, and this blade was made of refined steel mixed with special materials, making it extremely hard.

Yet Chen Yu had splashed a cup of water at will and actually shattered the blade in his hand. This level of strength far exceeded his own, and even that of his father, Zhou Shoucheng.

"Brute, why not step back? You are making a fool of yourself here." Zhou Shoucheng ordered Zhou Ba to retreat.

Zhou Ba was somewhat at a loss; he scratched his head, retreated to the side, and did not say another word.

"Many thanks to Mr. Chen for showing mercy." Once Chen Yu displayed this move, the expression in Zhou Shoucheng's eyes as he looked at Chen Yu changed somewhat, and he gave a slight cupped-hand salute to Chen Yu.

"Old Zhou, there is no need for courtesy. I apologize for the late-night visit and the disturbance," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Old Man Hong, what is your intention in bringing Mr. Chen here?" Zhou Shoucheng asked.

"Let Little Chen tell you himself," Old Man Hong said with a smile. "I am merely an introducer; as for the specifics, you two sides can discuss it yourselves."

"Is Mr. Chen here for tomorrow's business?" Zhou Shoucheng naturally understood Chen Yu's intent, but by adding the word 'Mr.' to his address of Chen Yu, he could be considered to have given Chen Yu plenty of face.

"Old Zhou, there is actually no need for me to say much about this matter; you should have an idea in your heart," Chen Yu said indifferently. "Yu Jiuzhen injured my friend, causing her to fall into a state of Demon, and even now, her whereabouts are unknown."

"I have demanded that the Yu family hand over Yu Jiuzhen before noon tomorrow; I believe Old Zhou knows about this matter as well."

"I know," Zhou Shoucheng said in a deep voice. "Jiuzhen is my granddaughter, and we are in-laws with the Yu family. It is impossible for you to expect me to stand by and watch."

"So, what do you want? The Zhou family has two Martial Ancestors holding the fort, and more than ten disciples who have reached the Martial True Realm; in Shengjing, besides the Yu family, it is you all," Chen Yu said with a faint smile. "But, are you content with being the 'Lao Er' for ten thousand years?"

"Are you trying to sow discord between our Zhou family and the Yu family?" Zhou Shoucheng stared at Chen Yu and said indifferently, "If you have that intention, then I am afraid you will be disappointed. Our two families have always shared in both honor and disgrace."

"Hehe, shared in both honor and disgrace?" Chen Yu laughed. "Your two families' relationship is indeed good, but ten years ago, during the Martial Alliance election, Old Zhou was also a hopeful candidate for Alliance Leader."

This sentence from Chen Yu caused a flash of light to appear in Zhou Shoucheng's eyes. The way he looked at Chen Yu was somewhat different; he could tell that Chen Yu had done quite a bit of homework before coming here.

"My strength is slightly inferior to Yu Zhenye's, so I was willing to accept my defeat," Zhou Shoucheng said indifferently.

"Yes, your strength is not as good as his, but even if you were not the Alliance Leader of the Martial Alliance, there should have been a position for you among the Elders, Deacons, or Deputy Leaders," Chen Yu laughed. "In the Martial Alliance, one Alliance Leader and two Deacons are the important positions."

"Now the Alliance Leader is held by Yu Zhenye, and the Deacons are held by two other Martial Ancestor experts from the Yu family. Your Zhou family has two Martial Ancestors, but only your Senior Brother is an Elder, while you, Old Zhou, do not even have a single position in the Martial Alliance."

"In the three provinces and six departments of Shengjing, among hundreds of Jianghu peers and over ten Martial Arts Families, when people mention the Martial Alliance, they only know the Yu family and do not know the Zhou family. Can you believe it when you say this situation is 'sharing in both honor and disgrace'?"

Zhou Shoucheng's complexion began to turn ugly; although he was unwilling to admit it, what Chen Yu said was a fact.

Although the Yu family and the Zhou family are linked by marriage and their relationship looks good on the surface, in reality, the Yu family has not held back in suppressing the Zhou family in secret over these years.

"Not to mention anything else, when the Martial Alliance discusses martial arts, how many newcomers have emerged in the three provinces, and how many of them are Zhou family disciples? You should have a count of that in your heart," Chen Yu said.

"Say no more, what exactly are you trying to say?" Zhou Shoucheng shouted.

"Regarding the Yu family's business tomorrow, the Zhou family should just watch from the sidelines and not interfere," Chen Yu said indifferently. "Old Zhou should understand what I mean."

"But Jiuzhen is my granddaughter; you want me to watch helplessly as she is crippled by you? That is impossible," Zhou Shoucheng shouted.

"Is she your granddaughter?" Chen Yu grinned. "Old Zhou, her mother was merely a foster daughter you adopted. Although the Zhou family has treated her as their own over the years, she has never had the bloodline of the Zhou family. She is not, and Yu Jiuzhen is not either. Am I right?"

"You..." The three father and sons of the Zhou family were taken aback; Zhou Wen even stood up involuntarily. They looked at Chen Yu, dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

The fact that the younger sister of the two Zhou brothers was adopted is something few people know. How did Chen Yu know about this?

"Who exactly are you? Where did you get this information?" Zhou Wen shouted.