Fantasy: Empress Wife, Cute Kids Cause Havoc in Jiuzhou-Chapter 241 - 239 Lei Wanjun: These Two Kids Feel Strangely Familiar

"Ah! Why is he still spitting up blood?"

Chu Chen instinctively jumped back, dodging the blood that sprayed towards him. Frowning, he warily said to the Thunder Sect disciple, "Are you trying to scam me?"

The Thunder Sect disciple, however, had no reaction, merely staring wide-eyed at Chu Xin and Chu Chen holding the Purple Thunderball, his face filled with horror.

These two kids were only three and a half years old, and their Thunder Technique had already reached the Martial Venerate Realm, much more powerful than he who had been cultivating in Thunder Sect for ten years. It was absolutely terrifying.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, just staring blankly, Chu Chen couldn’t help but move closer to Chu Xin, tugging at her sleeve, and asked in confusion, "Sister, is this the kind of bad guy Dad mentioned, the kind who comes out just to scam people? If he tries to scam me, can I beat him up? If I do, will he scam us even more aggressively?"

A scammer?

Hearing this title, the cultivators couldn’t help but burst out laughing, but they quickly felt it was inappropriate and hurriedly covered their mouths, their faces turning beet red.

The Thunder Sect disciple also snapped out of his shock. Hearing this, his chest heaved violently, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

This child’s talent was extraordinary, but why were his words so infuriating?

Chu Xin blinked her big round eyes, skeptically saying, "Probably not, right? He looks quite handsome and doesn’t seem like a bad guy."

Ah, that’s right, how could an esteemed disciple of the Thunder Sect come out to scam people?

The Thunder Sect disciple’s face immediately looked much better.

But does looking good or bad have anything to do with being a villain?

He silently complained in his mind before bitterly saying, "Young friends, could you please dissipate the Thunderball in your hands?"

The suppression almost comparable to a Peak Martial Venerate they exerted was mostly hitting him, and it was really more than he could bear.

Chu Chen looked at the Thunder Sect disciple then at the Thunderball in his hand. After a while, he finally had a realization. "Oh! You’re scared of this, huh? Why didn’t you say so sooner? If you’d told me earlier, I would have thrown it away much earlier."

Saying so, he threw the Thunderball towards the back of the testing stage.

"Don’t!"

The Thunder Sect disciple shouted to stop him, but it was already too late.

Boom!

A loud bang echoed, the ground shook violently, and purple sparks flew among the billowing dust.

When the dust settled, the cultivators looked and sharply inhaled in shock, seeing a huge crater had formed on the ground.

The small Thunderball had such terrifying power.

Now, looking at the Thunderball in Chu Xin’s hand, all cultivators quickly moved away with their children, afraid that the girl might throw the Thunderball their way, their strength not nearly enough to withstand such power.

Chu Xin scratched her head and also threw her Purple Thunderball, landing it precisely in the crater. Another loud boom, dust flying, sparks flashing, the crater doubled in size again.

If it were their original bodies here, they could silently dissipate the Thunderball, but they were in their Battle Bodies, weaker than their original selves, unable to control it freely, so throwing it out was their only option.

"It’s over!"

The Thunder Sect disciple slumped on the ground, his face full of despair.

Blowing up the disciple recruitment test square, that’s going to cost a lot of Spirit Stones.

"Who dares attack my Thunder Sect?"

A figure broke through the air from Heavenly Thunder Mountain, appearing instantly over the testing square, a powerful suppression sweeping across the area, his eyes filled with murderous intent as they scanned everyone.

The cultivators all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze. Only after his gaze shifted away did they dare to whisper amongst themselves.

"Saint Heir Lei Wanjun from Thunder Sect? He is one of Jiuzhou’s top ten young Martial Saints, a Heavenly Pride, and he actually arrived in person."

The cultivators stole glances at the figure suspended in the air, their eyes glittering with admiration. It was rare to see a Martial Emperor, so to them, a Martial Saint was already among the top echelon of power.

Chu Xin and Chu Chen exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of surprise in the other’s eyes.

Chu Chen tugged at Chu Xin’s sleeve and murmured softly, "Sister, why is he here? He won’t recognize us, will he?"

Chu Xin shook her head and whispered back, "He shouldn’t. He has never seen what we look like. Besides, we are now cultivating the Thunder Technique, which is completely different from swordsmanship and knife techniques. He definitely won’t recognize us."

"That’s a relief; otherwise, we would have had to fight before even emptying the Thunder Sect." Chu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

They had come to empty out the Thunder Sect, and naturally, they could not afford to expose themselves before achieving this goal.

"What’s going on?"

Lei Wanjun scanned the crowd and saw no cultivator who posed a threat. Frowning, he turned to a Thunder Sect disciple who was slumped on the ground and asked sternly.

"I have seen the Saint Heir, no enemies attacked."

The Thunder Sect disciple finally regained his composure, hurriedly saluted Lei Wanjun, and pointed at Chu Xin and Chu Chen, "We just encountered two genius kids. They created that deep pit with a Thunderball."

"Genius kids?"

Lei Wanjun turned to look at Chu Xin and Chu Chen, a hint of confusion in his eyes. Why did these two kids feel oddly familiar? Had he seen them somewhere before? Or...

Suddenly, the image of those two masked brats emerged in his mind.

Those two were also a boy and a girl, and uniquely talented. This coincidence was too much.

No, those brats weren’t practitioners of the Thunder Technique. Even if they had eaten the Thunder Fruit, he hadn’t seen them use Thunder Technique, so this must just be a coincidence.

Lei Wanjun landed from the air and approached Chu Xin and Chu Chen, asking, "How old are you? What are your names?"

Chu Chen held up three fingers, thought for a moment, and then raised a fourth, but upon reconsideration, he bent the fourth finger halfway, finally nodding with satisfaction, saying, "We are three and a half years old, this is my..."

He was about to say Chu Xin was his sister when she interrupted, rushing to say, "I am Xinxin, the younger sister. He is Xingxing, the older brother."

Chu Chen turned to look at Chu Xin, baffled, somewhat puzzled as to why his sister had suddenly become the younger sister and brother had become the older brother.

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Would Dad spank me if he knew I called my sister the younger sister?

Are they siblings?

Those two brats were brother and sister, so it probably wasn’t those two.

Upon hearing this, Lei Wanjun nodded inwardly, then asked with confusion, "Are you both using the same name?"

Chu Xin’s "Xin" and "Xing" hadn’t been very clear, and to others, they sounded alike.

Chu Xin shook her head, her face innocent as she said, "No, I am this ’Xin’."

As she spoke, she pointed to her own heart, then pointed to the sky and continued, "Brother is the ’Xing’ in the sky."

"Oh, Xinxin and Xingxing." Lei Wanjun suddenly realized, then said, "Exert your Thunder Power to the fullest, let me see, okay?"

"Okay."

Chu Xin and Chu Chen innocently nodded, then once again conjured up a Purple Thunderball.

"Purple Thunder, and it has reached the Martial Venerate Realm, truly demonic geniuses."

Lei Wanjun’s eyes sparkled with a strange light. If he could cultivate these two siblings, perhaps they could help him deal with those two brats in the future.