Chapter 113

It was not until more than ten breaths had passed.

A disciple who was on the closest terms with Cao Bo stepped forward, looked at Jiang Yan, cupped his hands and said, "Your cultivation base is profound. Today we admit our eyes failed us. If you are willing to release Senior Brother Cao, we will leave at once and not linger a moment longer."

"Behind us stands the Black Tiger Sect. You must weigh the pros and cons carefully and not act rashly...."

Seeing that even now the other side still wished to invoke the sect behind them to pressure people, Jiang Yan could not be bothered to say more. He suddenly drew out the top-grade Earth-rank sword hidden within the scabbard.

The sword-light swept past, and the sharp sword-tip pierced straight through Cao Bo's brow in an instant.

Before the crowd could react, Jiang Yan swiftly withdrew the blade and sheathed it once more.

Immediately after, he kicked out casually, sending Cao Bo's corpse tumbling before the three Black Tiger Sect disciples.

At this moment, Jiang Yan's voice rang out: "Since you wanted this fellow, I'll just return him to you."

None of the three Black Tiger Sect disciples paid any heed to Jiang Yan's words.

Because all of their attention was fixed on Cao Bo's corpse before them.

Staring at the gruesome wound at his brow where blood gushed forth like a spring, the color instantly drained from their faces, leaving them deathly pale.

An overwhelming terror swept through the depths of their hearts, causing their legs to give way and sending them tumbling to the ground.

In their daily lives, at most they had merely thrown their senior brother's weight around to snatch small advantages—when had they ever witnessed such a horrifying sight before their very eyes?

Seeing that the three had completely lost their earlier arrogance and turned into spineless weaklings,

not a trace of pity appeared on Jiang Yan's face: "You dare come stir up trouble at my Jiang family—you need not go back at all!"

The moment these words fell, the three instinctively sensed something was wrong. They jerked their heads up, about to beg for mercy on reflex.

Yet all that greeted them was that single dazzling streak of sword-light!

Sliiit—

One slash across the throat.

At the same instant, a crimson blood-line appeared on each of their necks, and they perished together!

By the time Jiang Yan returned his sword to its scabbard,

the surrounding Jiang family members were utterly stupefied.

They had never imagined that this youth would strike with such decisiveness, as though he cared nothing for the Black Tiger Sect at all!

At this moment, although Jiang Hongyang felt exceedingly tense, the thought that the other had saved them and the others still prompted him to quickly compose himself. He turned to Jiang Yan, cupped his hands, and gave thanks: "Many thanks for your aid, sir. But allow this old man to venture one impertinent question—why do you insist again and again on calling yourself a member of our Jiang family?"

Facing the branch-family kin, Jiang Yan immediately forced a warm smile onto his face: "My name is Jiang Yan, a man of the Cangwu Jiang family. How could I not be of the same clan as you?"

Jiang Hongyang gave a slight start, then his face broke into delight: "Could you be from one of the other branch families?"

The Cangwu Jiang family—this was an entirely new name they had never heard before.

Could it be a new branch family that had only recently split off from the main house?

At this thought, even more doubts welled up within Jiang Hongyang's heart.

This Jiang Yan, so young, had been able to defeat Cao Bo in a single move—his strength was unquestionably at the Innate Realm!

But why would a new branch family that had only just split off from the main house possess such a cultivation prodigy? Had the main house not even tried to keep him?

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