Chapter 492: Martial Sovereign, I've Also Killed!

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Jiangnan Wang was instantly terrified and flustered, and even couldn't help but repeat a sentence.

"Destroyed... the Linghu Family?"

His voice trembled, and the wine glass in his hand almost slipped; a few drops of wine spilled onto the table, spreading into a small blot.

He stared wide‑eyed at Jiang Feng, trying to read from Jiang Feng's face that this was a joke.

But Jiang Feng's expression was calm, his gaze serious, with no hint of joking at all.

Jiangnan Wang swallowed, set down his wine glass, and lowered his voice.

"Mr. Jiang, do you know what you're saying? That's the Linghu Family, one of the Four Great Top-tier Clans."

His tone was full of shock and disbelief.

"This is something even the Imperial Family wouldn't dare to do lightly."

Jiangnan Wang said this while picking up the towel on the table to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"You should know that among the Four Great Top Elite Clans, although the Xuan Yuan Family of the Imperial Family is held in highest regard, in reality the four families' strengths are not that far apart."

He paused briefly, then continued.

"Except that the Nangong Family, due to some special reasons back then, now suffers a talent gap, while the Dongfang Family and the Linghu Family are both teeming with masters."

Jiangnan Wang's voice grew lower, as if uttering a world‑shaking secret.

"Even the current head of the Linghu Family, Linghu Jie, and the head of the Dongfang Family, Dongfang Lin, each serve as Military Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Capital's Southern and Northern Armies."

He said this, looked at Jiang Feng, and his eyes were full of reverence.

"The Four Great Top-tier Clans have, since the empire's founding nearly a thousand years ago, been virtually unshakable. Even the currently most powerful National Teacher does not dare claim absolute confidence in dealing with any one of them."

After Jiangnan Wang finished speaking, he lifted his wine glass and took a big gulp, trying to calm his nerves.

And Jiang Feng actually intends to wipe out one of them?

If anyone else said that, Jiangnan Wang would have no hesitation in suspecting the speaker of having lost their mind.

"Destroy the Linghu Family? Not even in a dream would one dare do that."

But at this moment, the one uttering those words is Jiang Feng.

Jiangnan Wang, though unable to believe it inside, dared not refute it outright.

He forced a smile and said cautiously.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have some misunderstanding about the Linghu Family? Shall I investigate further for you?"

Jiang Feng gave him a glance, said nothing, and lifted his wine glass for a sip.

The wine was fine, silky on the palate, with a lingering aftertaste.

But Jiang Feng's thoughts at this moment were entirely on the Linghu Family.

He set down the glass and said lightly.

"No misunderstanding."

Jiangnan Wang's smile stiffened, unsure how to continue.

Jiang Feng continued.

"All you need to tell me is what you know; the rest you can ignore."

Jiangnan Wang nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Jiang is right."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, thought for a moment, and said again.

"Mr. Jiang, besides the Three Grand Martial Ancestors of the Linghu Family, there are still many masters beneath them. It is said that there are dozens of Heavenly Human Realm masters, and countless Master Realm ones."

His tone was full of reverence.

"Moreover, the Linghu Family wields great power in the military; Linghu Jie commands the Imperial Capital Northern Army, with a hundred thousand elite troops. Though these hundred thousand elites are not cultivators, they are well‑equipped, well‑trained, and armed with various high‑tech weapons, so even a Martial Sovereign would not dare to confront them head‑on."

Jiang Feng listened, his expression calm, showing no reaction.

Jiangnan Wang continued.

"Beyond that, the Linghu Family also has deep networks in politics and business. Their enterprises span the whole nation, and even abroad they have many footholds. Their annual revenue, it is said, exceeds the GDP of some small countries."

He gave a wry smile at this point.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm not trying to dampen your spirits. Targeting the Linghu Family is truly too difficult."

Jiang Feng gave him a glance and said lightly.

"Whether it's hard or not is my concern. Just keep talking."

Jiangnan Wang nodded, daring not to speak further.

He thought for a moment, then said again.

"By the way, there's another matter."

Jiang Feng looked at him.

"What matter?"

Jiangnan Wang lowered his voice and said.

"Although the Linghu Family has kept a low profile these years, they have been secretly cultivating the next generation of disciples. It is said that this generation has produced several exceptionally gifted youths, among them one named Linghu Xue, who, in his twenties, has already reached the Tianren Realm Peak and is hailed as a once‑in‑a‑century genius of the Linghu Family."

Jiang Feng's eyebrows twitched slightly at hearing this.

"Linghu Xue?"

"A Linghu, and she's a woman."

"Could it be..."

Jiang Feng didn't dwell on it, and asked further.

"Anything else?"

Jiangnan Wang shook his head.

"The rest I'm not too clear about. The Linghu Family is too mysterious; a lot of information is classified, and outsiders can't access it at all."

Jiang Feng nodded and did not ask further.

He stood up and gave Jiangnan Wang a glance.

"Thank you for today."

Jiangnan Wang quickly stood up, his face full of Laughter.

"Mr. Jiang, you are being modest; it is my honor to serve you."

He paused, then asked cautiously.

"Mr. Jiang, are you really planning…"

Jiang Feng gave him a look, said nothing, and turned to walk out.

Ma Jian followed behind; the two left the private room, took the elevator, exited the small building, crossed the courtyard, and arrived at the main gate.

They got into the car, Ma Jian started it, and drove toward Jiangcheng.

In the car, Ma Jian glanced at Jiang Feng through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but ask.

"Jiang Ge, are you really going to act against the Linghu Family?"

Jiang Feng leaned against the armchair, closed his eyes, and said lightly.

"It's not now."

Ma Jian was startled for a moment.

"When is that then?"

Jiang Feng opened his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing in his gaze.

"Wait until I sort things out before we talk."

Ma Jian nodded and dared not speak further.

The car sped on the highway, the scenery outside the window rushing backward.

Jiang Feng looked out the window, his brain recalling the words Jiangnan Wang had said.

Three Grand Martial Ancestors, dozens of Heavenly Person Realm Experts, Ten Thousand Elite Army, their industrial network spread across the nation and even overseas.

The Linghu Family's strength indeed far exceeded his imagination.

But so what?

The things Jiang Feng set out to do have never been beyond his reach.

The car drove for over two hours and returned to Jiangcheng.

Ma Jian parked the car at the Su Family Villa entrance, and Jiang Feng got out.

The courtyard was quiet, and the living‑room lights were still on.

Jiang Feng walked in, saw Su Lao sitting on the sofa, and Su Xiaonuan beside him.

Su Lao's complexion had improved a bit compared to before, but it was still not great.

Seeing Jiang Feng return, Su Lao lifted his head and asked.

"Have you clarified it?"

Jiang Feng nodded and sat opposite Su Lao.

"The Linghu Family has Three Grand Martial Ancestors, dozens of Heavenly Person Realm Experts, and a Ten Thousand Elite Army."

Su Lao's complexion turned pale instantly.

His lips trembled, and his voice shook.

"Three Grand Martial Ancestors… Ten Thousand Elite Army…"

He muttered to himself, his gaze filled with Despair.

"It's over, it's over…"

Jiang Feng looked at him and said.

"Grandpa, don't worry. With me here, nothing will happen."

Su Lao lifted his head, looked at Jiang Feng, and gave a wry smile.

"Jiang Feng, I know you're formidable. But the Linghu Family is not something one person can handle. They have Three Grand Martial Ancestors; you alone…"

He didn't finish, but the meaning was already clear.

Jiang Feng looked at him, tone calm.

"Grand Martial Ancestors, I've seen them. I've even killed them."

The words left him stunned, and Su Lao was taken aback.

He stared wide‑eyed at Jiang Feng, his gaze full of disbelief.

"You… you have killed Grand Martial Ancestors?"