Read The Almighty Dominance Novel (Alexander Leonhart and Sophia Lancaster) by Sunshine Updated 2025 -26 - The Almighty Dominance Chapter 563

The Almighty Dominance Chapter 563

Murong Yue had come to humiliate him.

Instead—

She stood frozen at the front gate.

The courtyard, moments ago filled with smug anticipation, had fallen into a suffocating silence.

Alex’s final words still echoed in the air like the aftershock of thunder.

And don’t ever come back here thinking you’re the prize.

The gathered citizens stared.

Some with shock.
Some with poorly concealed delight.
Some with fear.

Murong Yue’s face drained of color.

She had arrived radiant, robes flowing, chin lifted high — a First-Level Foundation Establishment cultivator, newly favored by the Wudang Sect, accompanied by senior disciples.

She had come to break the engagement.

Publicly.

Loudly.

Spectacularly.

Instead—

Bai Xiaochun had rejected her first.

No.

Not rejected.

Dismantled.

Inside the room, Zhuge Liang’s composure finally cracked.

“City Lord,” he said in a low, urgent voice, “you’ve just publicly insulted a Foundation Establishment cultivator… who has sect backing.”

Alex leaned casually against the window frame.

“So?”

“So,” Zhuge Liang replied carefully, “she can destroy this residence in under ten breaths.”

As if summoned by the words—

Boom.

A pulse of spiritual pressure rolled across the courtyard.

Tiles rattled.

Servants screamed.

Murong Yue’s humiliation curdled into rage.

Her aura surged outward, wind whipping around her as spiritual energy condensed at her fingertips.

“You dare—” her voice trembled, no longer proud but venomous, “—you DARE speak to me like that?”

The crowd retreated instinctively.

Foundation Establishment.

Even the lowest level was enough to dominate ordinary cultivators.

Inside, Alex did not move.

His expression remained calm.

“Interesting,” he murmured. “So she really does plan to use force.”

Zhuge Liang stepped closer, lowering his voice. “City Lord. With your current condition, you cannot fight her.”

“That obvious?” Alex asked dryly.

“You were unconscious for two weeks.”

Outside—

Murong Yue raised her hand.

Spiritual light gathered, compressing into a shimmering blade of energy.

“If you won’t kneel,” she shouted, “I’ll carve you into the ground!”

The blade slashed forward—

BOOM!

The courtyard gate exploded into splinters.

Gasps erupted from the onlookers.

Zhuge Liang’s hand subtly shifted toward his waist.

He could signal the mercenaries.

But if they intervened—

It would become open war with the Murong family.

Alex’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He could feel it.

His body was still unstable. His inner force barely recovered. His meridians fragile.

He could not win in a prolonged fight.

But—

He didn’t need to.

“Zhuge Liang,” he said quietly.

“Yes, City Lord.”

“If I die, make sure the gold is used properly.”

Zhuge Liang’s eye twitched.

“…You will not die.”

Another blast shook the residence.

Murong Yue stepped into the courtyard, robes snapping in the wind of her own power.

“Bai Xiaochun!” she roared. “Come out!”

Alex sighed.

Then—

He jumped.

Zhuge Liang’s breath caught as Alex stepped onto the window ledge and dropped lightly into the courtyard below.

The crowd parted instantly.

Whispers surged.

“He actually came out…”

“He’s insane…”

Murong Yue stared at him.

He stood there in simple robes, pale from recent illness, posture relaxed.

No visible aura.

No spiritual pressure.

Nothing.

That… angered her more.

“You should have stayed inside,” she said coldly.

“You should have canceled quietly,” Alex replied.

The crowd stiffened.

Even now, he was calm.

“Last chance,” she said. “Kneel. Apologize. Admit your words were born from jealousy and resentment. I might spare your dignity.”

Alex tilted his head slightly.

“Let me ask you something.”

She frowned.

“Did you rehearse that?”

Her face darkened instantly.

Before she could respond—

He continued.

“You talk about status. About cultivation. About face.” His tone sharpened. “But tell me—if you were so superior, why did you need to humiliate a man publicly?”

Murmurs spread again.

“That’s right,” Alex said louder. “You didn’t come here to end an engagement. You came here to prove you’d ‘risen above’ me.”

His eyes turned cold.

“But someone truly above doesn’t need to shout.”

Murong Yue’s killing intent spiked.

“Enough!”

She thrust her palm forward—

A wave of condensed spiritual force blasted toward him.

Zhuge Liang’s fingers twitched.

The mercenaries hidden nearby tensed.

But Alex—

Smiled.

At the last possible instant—

He stepped sideways.

The attack grazed past him, slamming into the stone path and carving a deep trench.

Gasps.

“He dodged?”

Murong Yue’s pupils shrank.

That movement—

It wasn’t random.

It was precise.

Calculated.

Alex brushed dust from his sleeve.

“You really shouldn’t attack in public,” he said mildly. “So many witnesses.”

She froze.

And then—

She understood.

The crowd.

The officials hiding among them.

The city already split in tension.

If she killed him here—

It wouldn’t just be personal vengeance.

It would be political.

Zhuge Liang stepped forward at last, voice calm but carrying.

“Miss Murong,” he said respectfully, “today the City Lord has publicly annulled the engagement. Your wish is fulfilled.”

A pause.

“Further escalation would… damage both families’ reputations.”

The unspoken words lingered:

And possibly invite sect scrutiny.

Murong Yue’s jaw tightened.

Her pride screamed for blood.

But logic whispered caution.

Finally—

She withdrew her aura.

The oppressive pressure dissipated.

“This isn’t over,” she said coldly. “You’ll regret today.”

Alex shrugged.

“I already do. I regret not ending this years ago.”

Her face twisted.

Then she turned sharply and left, robes snapping behind her.

Her companions followed in tense silence.

The crowd slowly began to breathe again.

Inside the courtyard—

Zhuge Liang exhaled for what felt like the first time in minutes.

“That,” he said quietly, “was extremely dangerous.”

Alex’s legs suddenly felt weak.

He forced himself to stand straight.

“Add it to the list.”

Zhuge Liang looked at him carefully.

“You can’t keep provoking Foundation Establishment cultivators while half-dead.”

Alex gave a faint, crooked smile.

“Watch me.”

Then—

His vision flickered.

The courtyard tilted slightly.

Zhuge Liang stepped forward quickly. “City Lord?”

Alex steadied himself.

“I’m fine.”

A beat.

“…Probably.”

Zhuge Liang stared at him.

Then sighed.

“This city is going to burn.”

Alex looked toward the shattered gate.

“Only if we let other people light the match.”