Chapter 235: Who Are You?

The other few Dan Realm cultivators nearby were stunned, their eyes unable to keep up with Shen Qing's speed.

But they hadn't even moved yet.

Shen Qing's killing move had arrived—three Heavenly Dragon Fingers, two Obliterating Lights, in a single breath, several Dan Realm cultivators were taken down by Shen Qing.

Deep within the Shen manor, Shen Shu's face changed with a sudden jerk: "This... this is the aura of a fleshly body reaching half-sainthood? How is this possible?"

Immediately, he grabbed Shen Ruoshan and ran toward the outside of the Shen manor.

At the Shen family gate, several second-pulse Dan Realm cultivators lay on the ground groaning, while the surrounding Shen family onlookers were stunned, their gazes at Shen Qing no longer indifferent as before—they finally realized Shen Qing was no longer the child they could bully.

Shen Wangshan came to his senses and said: "A-Qing, you..."

Shen Qing waved his hand: "Third Grandfather, I know you have much to say, but wait a moment."

Having spoken, Shen Qing grabbed Liu Lan's hair and slowly rose into the air, his gaze sinking into the depths of the Shen family.

Everyone held their breath, wanting to know what Shen Qing would do next.

Shen Qing held Liu Lan's hair, gazing toward the depths of the Shen manor, his voice ringing out.

"Shen Ruoshan, I know you're there—your wife is now in my hands. Won't you come out like this?"

The words faded, and the depths of the Shen manor remained utterly silent.

Shen Qing chuckled and continued speaking.

"Oh, right—you lot only do petty theft and sneak around like rats in sewers."

"Go on, like stray dogs by the roadside, like rats in the gutter—run, run! Stretch your legs, act like cowards! Run!!!"

Deep in the Shen manor, Shen Ruoshan's face flushed crimson, his fists clenched tightly.

This was humiliation—Shen Qing had killed his son and now sought to kill his wife; this was naked disgrace.

Though Shen Ruoshan was of the Shen family's direct line, even if not a heaven-defying genius suppressing the great martial world, he had still succeeded in his trials and returned.

Shen Shu saw something and grabbed Shen Ruoshan's arm: "Ruoshan! Shen Qing is provoking you—don't go! His fleshly body has broken into half-sainthood; we cannot match him! We must wait for Shen Hai and the others to return!"

"Stay calm—we will take revenge soon. Shen Hai and the others are returning from the frontier; when they arrive, it will be our home ground!"

Shen Ruoshan wavered, his clenched fists loosening.

But just then, Shen Qing's voice came again.

"Rat, have you left yet? Let you hear your wife's voice one last time."

Shen Qing sent a surge of true qi that violently woke Liu Lan—she screamed in agony, then immediately let out a loud roar.

"Ruoshan! Save me!!"

That cry shattered Shen Ruoshan's psychological defenses—his loosened fists clenched again, he broke free from Shen Shu's arm, his voice trembling.

"Father! You go—I'll strike at Shen Qing in three breaths' time."

"If I leave today, what's the difference between me and the dead?"

"And what half-sainthood fleshly body? It's all an illusion! How could anyone reach half-sainthood in the flesh at twenty?"

"Even our ancestor, who cultivated as if cheating, couldn't do it! Shen Qing! How is this possible?!"

Shen Shu gritted his teeth, knowing he couldn't dissuade Shen Ruoshan, turned, and vanished directly into the depths of the Shen manor.

A mighty aura of peak Dan Realm cultivation surged forth—Shen Ruoshan shot into the sky.

"Shen Qing, I will kill you!"

Hearing that roar, Shen Qing's mouth corners couldn't help but rise: "Finally hooked."

Originally, Shen Qing thought he'd have to fight empty-handed, but the fish leapt out at the last moment.

This feeling is truly excellent.

Shen Qing casually tossed Liu Lan aside and advanced toward Shen Ruoshan to kill.

The people below stared wide-eyed.

On one side was Shen Ruoshan, the previous generation's direct-line heir of the Shen family, known as the Thousand Cloud Sword, who had once gone to the Eastern Sea for training, and with one sword had slain his way to fame as the Eastern Sea Sword Sovereign—though years had passed, he was only one step from half-sainthood.

On the other side was Shen Qing, the current generation's direct-line heir of the Shen family—Jiashui Pingwa, Qingzhou Slaying Kings and White Dragons, Yuzhou Suppressing the Wheel-Turning Tower, returning to instantly slay six Dan Realm cultivators and still judge the Shen family—Shen Qing, the Worldly Yama.

Shen Ruoshan's vital energy surged: "Shen Qing!!! Die for me!!!"

Only seen, a cyan spiritual energy condensed into a blade aura over a hundred meters long.

One sword thrust came, and the entire Shen manor was bathed in cyan light.

Shen Qing merely raised his hand slowly and calmly, intending to grasp that blade aura.

Shen Ruoshan's eyes went mad: "Kill!!!"

The Shen family below also felt Shen Qing was too arrogant—Shen Ruoshan was, after all, ninth-level Dan Realm, just one step from half-sainthood.

But the next moment, something no one expected happened.

Only seen, that blade aura was truly seized by Shen Qing in his hand—no matter how it struggled, it could not advance even an inch.

Shen Qing slightly tightened his grip, and that immense blade aura was directly crushed into a sky-full of cyan vital energy.

Shen Ruoshan's eyes were filled with vital energy, somewhat dazed.

But by then, Shen Qing had already arrived before him—a hook punch struck directly at Shen Ruoshan's waist and abdomen.

Bang!

Shen Ruoshan's back bulged outward.

This all happened too fast—for everyone, including Shen Ruoshan, there was no time to react.

Immediately, Shen Qing's palm swept like a blade, directly severing his limbs' meridians, then a Heavenly Dragon Finger pierced straight through his qi sea.

The one hailed as the Eastern Sea Sword Sovereign, the previous generation's direct-line heaven-defying genius, in Shen Qing's hands couldn't even last a single round.

Shen Qing grabbed the falling Shen Ruoshan, who now resembled a dead dog, his eyes full of dead ash.

Shen Qing chuckled: "Shen Ruoshan, you're truly useless."

"You can't even protect your wife, and you yourself are just a waste."

"Oh, by the way, your son Shen Yun'ya kept shouting your name until he died, but where are you?"

Shen Ruoshan heard this and immediately flushed, his face turning red.

"Shen Qing! If you want to kill me, just kill me! Why humiliate me like this! Give me some dignity!"

Shen Qing let out a laugh: "Already in a hurry?"

"Rest assured, you won't die before you've suffered all the hardships you endured as a child."

Killing them outright? That would be too cheap for them—what Shen Qing wants is to make them suffer endlessly!

Shen Qing lifted Shen Ruoshan and descended; the people around averted their eyes, too afraid to meet Shen Qing's gaze.

Shen Qing glanced at the several elders beside him; in his memory, these few were still fairly respected figures in the Shen family.

"Gather the Shen family members within half an hour at the ancestral hall—I need to hold a meeting."

It's not over yet; now it's clear that many people were involved in this matter, and Shen Qing will root them out one by one.

At this moment, an elder stepped forward; he had just called Shen Qing "Third Grandfather" when addressing Shen Wangshan, and still thought Shen Qing respected the elderly and cared for the young.

He spoke: "Well, Shen Qing, I know you've suffered many grievances, but they're all in the past. Now that your strength is so great, you should be more magnanimous. If you have any grievances, you can tell me..."

Shen Qing glanced at him and directly interrupted: "Who are you?"

"Shut up."

Shen Qing approached him, his eyes icy, pointing at the several Golden Core cultivators lying on the ground.

"I'll say this one last time."

"Within half an hour, gather the Shen family members at the ancestral hall."

"Otherwise, I'll make you lie down just like them."

"Understood?"