Chapter 48: Shameless

I Am the Demon Emperor, Devouring All Gods and Demons Tears of Sorrow Upon Awakening from a Dream 2712 words 2026-03-04 18:00:23

Zhao Qiming’s expression was so dark it seemed he could wring water from it. He had never expected Nangong Tianxuan to be slapped repeatedly by Jun Wushuang. This was not only an insult to Nangong Tianxuan, but also to the Royal Martial Academy itself. After all, Nangong Tianxuan was a Heaven-tier student of the academy. Moreover, today was the recruitment assessment. To have a Heaven-tier student slapped in public—how would the ten thousand candidates present perceive this? He absolutely would not allow such absurdity to continue.

“Jun Wushuang, this is the Royal Martial Academy, not your remote backwater. To publicly strike a Heaven-tier student from my academy—is there rebellion in your heart?” Zhao Qiming wasted no time, placing a heavy accusation upon Jun Wushuang. The presence of the Command Token of the King of Southern Guard prevented him from using force against Jun Wushuang. Yet, as a Silver-ranked Mentor and the chief examiner for this recruitment, how could he simply let Jun Wushuang go unpunished?

“The Command Token may be powerful, but the Royal Martial Academy was founded by His Majesty the Grand Ancestor. You are tarnishing the royal family’s reputation. If the King learns you are bullying the academy under his name, you’ll be the first he doesn’t forgive!”

“My advice: put away the Command Token, admit your guilt, and kneel for a month before the academy’s gates. If you do so, I may beg for mercy on your behalf and spare you from execution.”

“But as for entering the academy, forget it. This is not a place for people like you. The Royal Martial Academy will never accept someone who abuses power and possesses such vile character!” Zhao Qiming stared coldly at Jun Wushuang, pressing with overwhelming authority to force his submission.

In his view, Jun Wushuang was a country bumpkin from a tiny place. Even with the Command Token, he was just a petty man emboldened by luck. Faced with coercion and temptation, Jun Wushuang would surely panic. Zhao Qiming had plenty of ways to deal with such small fry. Of course, once Jun Wushuang knelt, he would never let him rise again. To insult the Royal Martial Academy—court death!

“No wonder you’re a Silver-ranked Mentor at the Royal Martial Academy. You never speak anything but filth!” Jun Wushuang looked at Zhao Qiming and let out a cold laugh.

“You wretch! How dare you insult me?” Zhao Qiming’s eyes blazed with fury.

Smack!

Jun Wushuang’s right hand swung without warning, landing a fierce slap on Zhao Qiming’s face.

“Ah!” Zhao Qiming screamed, his entire body thrown backwards. Blood-stained teeth fell from his mouth, a sight too wretched to behold.

“You little beast! How dare you hit me!” Zhao Qiming spat a mouthful of blood, his face twisted in rage.

Smack!

Jun Wushuang slapped him again. Zhao Qiming tried to dodge, but Jun Wushuang’s speed was too great and they were too close—escape was impossible. This slap left Zhao Qiming’s cheek swollen, his dignity shattered.

“Old fool, it’s you I’m slapping!” Jun Wushuang gripped the Command Token of the King of Southern Guard with unyielding force.

The crowd gasped in shock. Jun Wushuang was truly mad—not only had he slapped Nangong Tianxuan, but now Zhao Qiming as well. Zhao Qiming was a Silver-ranked Mentor of the Royal Martial Academy; to strike him was to become the academy’s sworn enemy! Too reckless, too impulsive, too insane!

Mentors Yun and Chu, who had intended to step in, quickly withdrew, not wishing to be slapped by Jun Wushuang in public.

“Ah, ah, ah! You little beast, I swear I’ll tear you to pieces!” Zhao Qiming was a man of status. To be slapped in public ignited a burning fury and boundless humiliation within him.

Boom!

A violent aura erupted from Zhao Qiming, sending waves that blasted several candidates nearby into the air. His face twisted, Zhao Qiming struck out with force, intent on avenging his disgrace. Yet Jun Wushuang’s Command Token forced him to restrain his rage.

“You little beast, you truly are a despicable coward. Lacking ability, you rely on the Command Token to shout and threaten. Without it, you’re not even a dog!”

“I can only imagine what disgraceful deeds you committed to trick the Command Token into your hands.”

“I will report your conduct to the King, demand that he purge his household!” Zhao Qiming howled, his features contorted like a mad dog.

Smack!

This time, Jun Wushuang used his full strength.

Zhao Qiming was knocked to the ground, blood streaming from his seven orifices—a truly miserable sight.

“And what are you barking about?” Jun Wushuang withdrew his hand, his voice cold.

Pfft!

Zhao Qiming was so enraged he spat blood. As a Silver-ranked Mentor of the Royal Martial Academy, he was respected everywhere, never before subjected to such humiliation.

“You little beast, you’re dead! I’ll summon the Vice Dean—you’ll have no grave to rest in!” Zhao Qiming pulled a jade pendant from his storage ring and crushed it.

Swish!

Soon, a rainbow streaked from within the Royal Martial Academy, slicing through the sky and landing swiftly before the crowd.

Within the rainbow stood an elderly man, his hair and beard snow-white, possessing immense strength—a King-tier cultivator. His oppressive aura descended like a mountain, making everyone’s hearts sink, immobilizing them with fear.

The Royal Martial Academy had one Dean and two Vice Deans. Void Abyss was one of them.

“What happened here?” Void Abyss swept his gaze over the scene—he saw Nangong Tianxuan, kneeling and battered, and Zhao Qiming, sprawled on the ground, bloodied. His expression chilled, the surrounding temperature dropping to freezing.

“Vice Dean Void! This Jun Wushuang not only insulted the Royal Martial Academy, but also slapped Young Lord Nangong repeatedly in public. When I confronted him, he abused his power and beat me to this state!” Zhao Qiming, villain that he was, wasted no time in crying out his grievances.

“Useless trash!” Void Abyss snorted coldly, furious at the incompetence of Nangong Tianxuan and Zhao Qiming. But he also noticed the Command Token.

“So you are Jun Wushuang, the one who killed Nangong Lei?” Void Abyss’s icy gaze fell upon Jun Wushuang. Instantly, an overwhelming spiritual pressure descended, intent on forcing Jun Wushuang to his knees.

Boom!

Jun Wushuang activated his Devouring Heaven Demon Art with all his might, simultaneously employing the Purple Extreme Demon Eyes, gritting his teeth to barely withstand the terrifying spiritual assault.

“Hm, you do have some ability. No wonder the King of Southern Guard favors you,” Void Abyss murmured. Yet this did not change his attitude.

“But the Royal Martial Academy never lacks for geniuses. You killed Nangong Lei and wounded Dongfang Ming. I haven’t even begun to settle accounts with you, and now you dare provoke us further.”

“Today, you assaulted a Heaven-tier student, insulted a Silver-ranked Mentor—no Command Token can save you now!”

“I will break your limbs and destroy your core as punishment, but rest assured, I’ll leave you a life, as a gesture to the King.”

Void Abyss’s gaze grew ever colder. As Vice Dean and a King-tier expert, if the King himself were present, he would retreat, but a mere Command Token could not tie his hands.

Swish!

Void Abyss struck directly, reaching for Jun Wushuang.

At that moment, a mocking voice rang out:

“The Royal Martial Academy—is as shameless as ever!”