Chapter 368: Collision

"Why?"

Zuo Liangchen's roar was like a thunderclap exploding in front of Yao Lu, carrying a heart‑rending madness.

They Trembling violently all over, nails deeply embedded in flesh, blood flowing down the finger gaps without them noticing.

Zuo Liangchen suddenly pointed at Jiang Feng, eyes crimson as blood, Inside churning with a tide of jealousy.

"Yao Lao, since I was eighteen, I have come to Yao Lu every year to ask you to accept me as a disciple! Yet you always say my opportunity is still a few Minute short, repeatedly turning me away!"

"What about this guy? He has only been in Taoyuan Village for a few days. How can he, just arriving, become a disciple of your Yao Lu?"

Zuo Liangchen's voice rose higher and higher, as if bearing a massive grievance.

"I am not convinced! I really am not convinced!"

These accusations, like igniting a fuse of explosives, instantly detonated Zuo Liangchen's emotions accumulated over many years.

Their inner true Qi surged uncontrollably, the Heavenly Person Initial Stage cultivation erupting without reservation.

White true Qi around them rolled like boiling water, forming a strong wave of energy that spread outward in all directions.

The previously clear sky, under the Impact of this raging true Qi, instantly filled with dark clouds, fierce wind howling and sweeping Throughout Taoyuan Village.

Throughout the village seemed to be caught in the omen of a raging storm.

Zuo Liangchen's hair was blown into disarray, eyes grew even more mad, the aura around them grew increasingly violent, already bordering on uncontrolled eruption at the Edge.

And at this moment Yao Lao's expression remained calm, no Silk ripple on the face.

He merely glanced at Zuo Liangchen lightly, then emitted a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

"Hmph!"

This cold snort, seemingly plain, nevertheless contained a terrifying power.

The moment the words fell, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth vanished instantly.

Zuo Liangchen's raging rolling true Qi, under this cold snort, was like being doused with a bucket of water, instantly calming.

Yao Lao looked at Zuo Liangchen, Tone calm.

"Although you are the Village Chief's direct grandson, the Heir of the Zuo Family, Yao Lu… is my territory, not a place for you to run wild Here!"

"This kind of power, your grandfather Zuo Laogui can wield at will, but you… are still far short, fundamentally unqualified!"

Yao Lao's words, like a heavy hammer, struck Zuo Liangchen's heart hard.

"Pfft!"

Zuo Liangchen suddenly let out a muffled hum, chest as if clenched by an invisible giant hand.

Their body retreated uncontrollably, stepping back seven or eight steps before barely standing steady.

Their complexion instantly turned Pale as Paper, Mouth corner leaking a strand of fresh red blood.

Zuo Liangchen at this moment, face full of Shock, gaze at Yao Lao filled with fear.

He no longer dared any hint of recklessness, quickly offered Yao Lao a deep clasped Fist, body still slightly Trembling.

"Yao Lao, junior… I did not intend to make things difficult for you, but… I truly cannot understand, where did I Defeat? Where am I not comparable to Jiang Feng, this outsider? I earnestly request Yao Lao give me a reason!"

Saying that, Zuo Liangchen suddenly thumped and knelt heavily on the Ground.

He lifted his head, eyes bearing a hint of madness and Despair, roaring at Yao Lao.

"My Zuo Family has guarded Taoyuan Village for generations, protecting the village's qi‑flow for a full Thousand years! The rise and fall of Yao Lu has always been closely tied to Taoyuan Village; as the direct grandson of the Zuo Family, the future Village Chief of Taoyuan Village, logically I am the most suitable Heir of Yao Lu!"

"But why? Why do you just not favor me?"

"All these years, I have desperately cultivated to earn your approval, working harder than anyone else in the village! Yet why do you prefer to choose an outsider, refusing to give me even a single chance?"

Zuo Liangchen's voice was hoarse, laden with deep resentment.

Every word he uttered seemed squeezed from his teeth gaps, like thunder exploding, echoing before Yao Lu for a long time.

He truly could not understand where he fell short of Jiang Feng.

Yet Yao Lao stubbornly chose a penniless outsider, how could he accept that?

Xi Er also turned her head with a hint of unwillingness, sighing softly.

She knew Zuo Liangchen had long desired to become Yao Lao's disciple, having put in much effort over the years, but Yao Lao's temperament is such that what he decides cannot be changed by anyone.

Even though Zuo Liangchen pleaded so earnestly, Yao Lao remained emotionally calm, eyes like a still ancient well, as if nothing before him could move him.

He calmly looked at the kneeling Zuo Liangchen on the Ground, Tone without any Silk fluctuation.

"This is the Old One's choice; when the Old One acts, None need be explained to you."

Yao Lao's gaze swept over Zuo Liangchen, eyes now containing a hint of impatience, Tone turning icy.

"Zuo Laogui, if you still do not come out to take your grandson, don't blame the Old One for being impolite!"

Yao Lao's words had just fallen, before anyone could react.

A hunched figure, like a ghost, silently appeared beside Zuo Liangchen, it was the old Village Chief of Taoyuan Village.

The old Village Chief Trembling and extended his hand, gently pulling, and dragged the kneeling Zuo Liangchen behind him.

The old Village Chief patted Zuo Liangchen's Shoulders, indicating him to calm down.

Zuo Liangchen looked at his grandfather's silhouette, the madness and resentment Gradually receding from his eyes.

He opened his Mouth, intending to speak, but was silenced by the old Village Chief's gaze.

The old Village Chief lifted his head, his murky eyes slowly scanning Jiang Feng.

After a moment, a hint of a half‑smile appeared on his face, he turned his head toward Yao Lao and said.

"Yao Lao, such a big matter, you decided so hastily?"

"You should know, a disciple of Yao Lu is a monumental matter for my Taoyuan Village, for Yao Lu as well, how can it be so rash?"

The old Village Chief's Tone was calm, revealing no emotion.

Yao Lao's expression showed no Silk change, still that indifferent demeanor.

"It's merely a trivial disciple, not something to be called rushed or not."

Yao Lao's gaze swept over the Village Chief and Zuo Liangchen, his tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of mockery.

"You Zuo Family are simply too attached to these."

The Village Chief heard that, the half‑smile on his face gradually faded, and his eyes grew deep.

He looked at Yao Lao, was silent for a moment, then slowly said.

"Yao Lao is joking, Taoyuan Village and Yao Lu are inseparably linked; as the Zuo Family, being the guardian of Taoyuan Village, we naturally must consider the village's future."

"Jiang Xiaoyou's background is unknown, and he hides many secrets; can you so confidently let him stay in Yao Lu?"

"Of course."

Yao Lao gave a faint smile, his eyes bearing a hint of Confidence.

"Having lived this long, I still don't err in judging people."

The Village Chief also caught Yao Lao's meaning.

He let out a soft sigh.

"Since Yao Lao has already decided, I will say no more. I only hope Yao Lao will think twice before acting, and not cause unnecessary trouble for Taoyuan Village and Yao Lu with a hasty decision."

"Zuo Liangchen, let's go."

After the Village Chief finished speaking, he gave Jiang Feng a deep glance, then pulled Zuo Liangchen and turned to leave.