Beggar Cultivation System-Chapter 228: Spare Me!

"The fight’s over," Aaron Callum muttered with satisfaction, noting the classic pose signaling the end of a duel—fighters standing back-to-back, weapons or hands at their sides. It was a pose he’d seen countless times in tournaments and battles, a display he admired.

He stood up and clapped his hands. "Well done, Dancing Blade. That was a feast for the eyes! I’ll reward you grea–"

However, his words halted abruptly as Dancing Blade collapsed, eyes rolled back, blood pooling around him.

The kid turned to Aaron, a cold smile on his face. "Why not give me the reward instead?"

"This can’t be!" Aaron’s eyes widened. "You! You defeated my best fighter? A 2nd-Step Qi Condensation Stage? But you’re just a kid!"

"A kid? Who told you I was just a kid?" Apollo smirked, glancing at Mahika, whose body was still covered in bandages. "I told you—I’m the Personal Disciple."

Meeting Apollo’s gaze, a shiver ran down Mahika’s spine as he recalled their encounter on the first floor of the Great Serpent Library. The kid had admitted he was the Personal Disciple, but Mahika hadn’t believed him. Even when the kid defeated him on the south beach, the idea hadn’t crossed his mind.

He realized, too late, that he’d seriously messed up by offending someone powerful.

"So it’s true!" Aaron’s voice shook.

Apollo raised an eyebrow. What does he mean by that? In seconds, he pieced it together—the Callum family head had suspected his status before Apollo even arrived. But Mahika hadn’t believed it, so Aaron had used them as pawns for his own agenda. Enjoy new tales from novelbuddy

Regardless, it was pointless to dwell on the twisted logic of these egotistical people. He had his own plans now.

"Sure, it’s true…whatever that means to you," Apollo chuckled, locking his gaze on Aaron. "So, tell me, who holds more status here—you or me?"

Aaron took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. His usual fiery temper cooled. He had essentially kidnapped the Personal Disciple, if the kid was telling the truth. But had he truly offended the Great Serpent Cultivation School? Technically, the Personal Disciple doesn’t belong to the school…

Yet, what about Axton, the kid’s master?

I should’ve listened to my daughter and let her handle it herself, Aaron thought, filled with regret. His daughter, Lily, had told him to bring the Personal Disciple to the mansion if he found him. She hadn’t suggested using force, but Aaron hadn’t believed a kid could hold that title. So, he’d let his emotions take over.

"Why don’t we talk this through?" Aaron suggested, stepping forward and rubbing his hands together nervously. "My daughter wanted to meet you—why don’t we sit down and wait for her?"

Seeing the sudden change in her brother’s demeanor, Miss Yer took a step forward. "But, brother! He harmed my child!"

"Shut the f*ck up!" Aaron snapped, glaring at her. "Why don’t you scram!"

Yer gritted her teeth, throwing a glare at Apollo before turning away. "Mahika, let’s go!"

With his head lowered, Mahika followed his mother, with the other cultivators trailing behind.

"All of you, stay here," Apollo said, staring them down.

"Who are you to order us, huh?!" Yer shouted back.

"Yer! Listen to the Personal Disciple!" Aaron barked.

"B–" Yer wanted to protest, but seeing her brother’s stern expression, she could only grit her teeth and comply. She returned to her previous spot, seething, and waited.

Apollo chuckled, eyeing the Callum family head. "Why the sudden change in attitude? Do you finally believe I’m the Personal Disciple?"

"I believed it from the start. I just needed to confirm it. You know, identity theft is common these days," Aaron Callum replied with a nervous chuckle. "Let’s sit down and talk."

"No." Apollo shook his head. "Is your daughter one of the Senior Sisters?"

"Yes, why?" Aaron asked.

So she wants to meet me because she plans to challenge my position, Apollo concluded. It seemed Aaron was unaware of this. The rules about being the Personal Disciple are only known to the Great Serpent’s Seniors and Elders.

With this thought, Apollo began cracking his neck, then his knuckles.

Seeing this, Aaron felt a sinking feeling. "W-what are you doing?!"

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He was nervous. With his strongest fighter dead, no one in the mansion could defeat the kid before him.

"Cleaning up witnesses," Apollo said, and as the words left his mouth, lightning erupted around him. The intense light blinded those nearby, and in an instant, he vanished.

Mahika shielded his eyes from the light, but when he looked again, he saw the kid has disappeared while lightning moved around him.

"Mother!" he shouted, glancing over, only to witness his mother’s head fly into the air. "Mother!!!"

Heads rolled as the scent of burnt flesh filled the air.

The other cultivators met the same fate, witnessing only flashes of blinding light before succumbing to the after life.

Mahika’s face dripped with sweat as he realized his fate. Gritting his teeth, he activated his movement technique, racing toward the door. But just as he neared it, lightning flashed in front of him, and Apollo materialized.

"I’ve been wanting to kill you," Apollo said in a chillingly innocent tone.

"P-please, spare me!" Mahika pleaded, snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Sorry, no can do," Apollo replied, raising his hand, surrounded by a razor-sharp wind, and slicing it horizontally across Mahika’s neck.

Mahika attempted to defend with a water barrier, but it was useless; Apollo’s strike was unstoppable.

Death is unstoppable, Mahika thought as his head spun through the air.

"Another egotistical young master down. Cravings satisfied," Apollo smiled, sending a small Fire Blast, tinged with lightning, toward Mahika’s corpse. The moment it landed, the flame ignited, engulfing the entire body and head.

Apollo moved to the other corpses, doing the same.

All the while, Aaron Callum watched in horror, his body trembling. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead and down his back.

In his eyes, the kid was no longer a kid but a bloodthirsty monster.

"Now, it’s your turn," Apollo said with a smirk, appearing before the Callum family head, the flames casting an ominous glow behind him.

Aaron Callum gulped, paralyzed with fear.