Afther I Take The Position As The Patriarch, All Of My Family Members Become The Fated Protagonists - Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Why Call Me City Lord? Just Call Me Xiao Liu!

Liu Chengfeng had a secret—he was not only a cultivator but also a feng shui master*, and he possessed the Feng Shui Transformative Eye, born with the ability to observe the flow of feng shui.

[*A Feng Shui master is someone who specializes in the practice of Feng Shui, an ancient Chinese art and philosophy of harmonizing individuals with their environment. They use principles of geomancy, landscape, and space arrangement to optimize energy flow and create balance, aiming to enhance well-being and attract positive outcomes. ]

In his eyes, intangible feng shui and luck appeared as tangible objects.

When it came to the Wang Family’s annihilation by the Ma Family, he had known about it the moment it happened. The reason he had kept silent all this time was because he was waiting for Su Zhou to come and give him an explanation.

Moreover, Ma Tianlang of the Ma Family was a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.

The Blood Demon Sect was not a sect that was easy to deal with—their Blood Demon Arts absorbed death aura and resentment.

Its disciples were far more powerful than others of the same level, but correspondingly, each of them had extremely radical personalities.

The Su Family had killed one of their disciples, which was tantamount to slapping them in the face. That bunch of lunatics had already ‘informed’ Liu Chengfeng a few days ago.

They called it a notice, but it was really a threat: “We’re going to Tianwu City to wipe out a family, stay out of it if you know what’s good for you.”

He had originally intended to inform the Su Family, but three days had passed and there was still no reaction from them.

As a result, Liu Chengfeng had no choice but to come in person. After all, a major event was looming—he couldn’t afford any mishaps.

As soon as he reached the gate of the Su Residence, his feng shui master instincts sensed something was off. A thought stirred in his heart, and he activated the Feng Shui Transformative Eye.

And then, he saw a terrifying scene before his eyes.

A golden dragon sat above the residence, overseeing all, with auspicious qi falling like rain.

Such grand fortune—he had never seen the likes of it, not even when following his sect into the Sacred Land of Creation during his youth.

This made Liu Chengfeng, who had come with ill intent, suddenly hesitate.

He even had the urge to retreat.

“This Su Family… is too strange…”

“With fortune like this… if you told me they were an ancient imperial clan, I’d believe it…”

“Damn it. Among the ancient imperial clans… could there be one that reveres ‘Su’?”

A thousand chaotic thoughts whirled in Liu Chengfeng’s mind.

Suddenly!!!

His body trembled involuntarily, goosebumps covering him from head to toe.

Tap… tap… tap…

Footsteps echoed beside Liu Chengfeng’s ears. The steps were soft, yet each one felt as though it was trampling on his heart.

He couldn’t help but raise his head—only to see an old man dressed in black, his face withered with age, standing before him without him even noticing.

On the old man’s back was a sword, broken more than halfway. The blade was a mess—unclear whether it was rust or… dried blood.

The old man bore no trace of cultivation, like an ordinary veteran soldier.

But Liu Chengfeng knew—this old man could kill him as easily as squashing an ant. Just seeing the sword on his back was enough to leave him breathless, even halting the flow of true essence in his body.

His Feng Shui Transformative Eye activated on its own, and then he saw—

Countless dead spirits wailing behind the old man, corpses piled like mountains, a blood sea roaring as if to drown the heavens, and high above, towering, terrifying beings who once dominated the heavens…

All fell like rain before that broken sword.

Gods fell like raindrops…

Liu Chengfeng felt as if his breath had completely stopped.

Sweat poured uncontrollably, drenching his robes.

Fortunately, the old man paid him no mind. He disappeared before Liu Chengfeng’s horrified eyes, as though he had never been there at all.

With his disappearance, the suffocating pressure vanished.

Huff~ Huff~

Liu Chengfeng opened his mouth wide, greedily gasping for air like a drowning man breaking the surface.

Heavens!!!

What kind of old monster was that, appearing in Tianwu City?!

What kind of cultivation realm could he be at?

Moon-grasping realm? Sun-veiling? Or even…

He dared not think further. A being of that level could probably wipe out the Divine Xia Empire with ease.

Why would such an entity appear in Tianwu City?

Was he just passing by… or was it because of the soon-to-appear hidden realm… or perhaps…

Liu Chengfeng forced himself to calm down. He looked at the Su Residence before him and the golden dragon of fortune coiled atop it.

An absurd thought surfaced in his heart.

Could it be because of the Su Family…?

Damn it, I’m done. Whoever wants to deal with this, they can. This is gonna get me killed… Liu Chengfeng turned to leave.

He dared not provoke a clan with such fortune—let alone after meeting that terrifying old man.

But just as he was about to leave—

A desolate autumn wind swept by.

A cold, dignified voice slowly echoed in Liu Chengfeng’s ears.

“City Lord Liu, since you’re already here, why not come in for a chat?”

Liu Chengfeng’s face twisted into a smile uglier than crying.

He recognized that voice—it was Su Zhou.

“Heh… Family Leader Su, I came empty-handed, you see…”

“Doesn’t matter.”

The voice carried an unquestionable authority, freezing Liu Chengfeng in place.

“Then… I shall trouble you, Family Leader Su…” he said, walking into the Su Residence with limbs seemingly out of sync.

The moment he stepped inside, his gaze was immediately drawn to a figure standing with hands behind his back.

Su Zhou was dressed in dark robes, long black hair like a waterfall, deep eyes, and surrounded by strands of mysterious Dao runes.

Before Liu Chengfeng could greet him, his peripheral vision caught another figure—and suddenly, his knees nearly gave out.

He saw it.

That same old man in black, with the broken sword on his back, the one whose mere glance had nearly suffocated him to death.

Now, that very same man stood humbly behind Su Zhou, his manner…

Like a servant!!!

Su Zhou looked at the dumbfounded Liu Chengfeng and smiled faintly.

“Zu, you’ve scared City Lord Liu.”

“This subordinate admits his mistake…” the old man’s voice was hollow and hoarse.

This black-robed elder was none other than the epic-ranked follower Su Zhou had drawn a few days ago—one of the 800 ancient veterans who had once waged war across the heavens and trampled forbidden lands: Zu.

[Follower: Zu]

[Rarity: Epic]

[Realm: (In this world, he can crush everything with a single palm!)]

[Zu, awakened from the endless years, with his soul shattered and his realm unstable, is coveted by an unspeakable existence. For now, he can only act within family territory.]

Although Zu’s exact realm was unknown, the system’s thoughtful description said it all.

Even if Zu could not fight outside the Su Family’s domain, within it—he was invincible!

That line ‘In this world, he can crush everything with a single palm’ was the ultimate proof!

And this supreme being… was merely Su Zhou’s servant!

“Heavens… Family Leader Su… what are you saying, calling me City Lord…”

“Just call me Xiao Liu…” Liu Chengfeng forced a flattering smile, suppressing his desire to run.

The once-imposing City Lord Liu, who had come to the Su Family intending to throw his weight around, now only hoped…

…he could hold himself together and not kneel.