Chapter 30: Thirty Years East of the River, Thirty Years West of the River, Do Not Bully a Poor Youth!

Su Ming stared intently at the image within the Light Curtain.

The Xiao family hall was suffocatingly oppressive.

Na Lan Ran Ran perched aloof, cold as ice.

The clan elders behind her wore scornful expressions.

"Xiao Huohuo, now that you're a waste, don't hinder the future of our clan's saintess."

"Today, I, the Nalan family, voluntarily call off the marriage; from now on, men and women marry separately, unrelated!"

"Hahaha! A waste is a waste! The toad still wants swan meat!"

Outside the Xiao family hall, countless clan members roared with laughter, mocking to the extreme.

In the hall's center, the teenage Xiao Huohuo clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood gushing.

Humiliation!

Boundless humiliation!

He stared fixedly at Na Lan Ran Ran, the woman who once promised to spend a lifetime with him, now so unfamiliar.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xiao Huohuo, enraged, forced a laugh.

"I, Xiao Huohuo, will end you today!"

"From now on, no more contact!"

Both parties left on bad terms.

Afterwards, Xiao Huohuo, like an injured lone wolf, turned and sprinted toward the family's back mountain.

The back mountain was strewn with jagged rocks, bleak and desolate.

"Damn heavens! Why! Why treat me like this!"

Xiao Huohuo knelt on the ground, howling at the sky, voice hoarse and exhausted.

This was the darkest, most desperate moment of his life.

Just as he was about to collapse.

In the sky, a letter bearing Su Ming's will drifted down.

It landed precisely on Xiao Huohuo's face.

"Hm?"

Xiao Huohuo froze, snatching up the letter.

When he read the line, he was struck like by lightning, frozen solid.

【Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully a poor youth!】

"Do not bully… poor youth…"

Xiao Huohuo's body began to tremble violently.

The flame in his chest, nearly extinguished, exploded at that moment, turning into a raging wildfire!

"Aaaah—!!!"

He let out a beast‑like roar.

All his resentment, anger, and humiliation at that instant transformed into pure fighting spirit!

"My fate is determined by me, not by heaven! I, Xiao Huohuo, will never sink here!"

Boom!

At the moment his conviction peaked!

On Xiao Huohuo's right index finger, the plain black ring he had worn for three years suddenly erupted with dazzling black light!

A vast, desolate breath that had slumbered for ten thousand ages awoke from the ring!

"Little guy, these years have been hard on you!"

Boom—!!!

【Karma Light Curtain】 exploded completely at this moment!

The next instant, a cross‑temporal energy feedback, like raging sea waves, slammed hard onto the twin altars by the riverbank!

"What the hell!"

Su Ming's complexion changed slightly.

He had anticipated the feedback, but not its earth‑shaking magnitude!

"So… what quality will it be?"

Su Ming stared intently at the two altars before him, eyes full of anticipation.

And the next moment, the left 【Phoenix Altar】 was the first to stir!

Boom!

A sky‑piercing 【Black Light】 shot straight into the night sky!

"Damn!"

In an instant, Su Ming's hair stood on end.

It got out of control!

"It… actually was Black Light!"

Calamity!

A terrifying aura instantly spread out from the altar.

"I'm truly awesome! I blew that woman away!"

Su Ming felt a chill in his heart.

He could feel that this black light contained extreme anger and resentment!

"Run! We must run right now!"

Su Ming dared not think further and prepared to retreat.

But at that moment!

The heavy scale altar on the right also suddenly erupted with a pillar of energy!

Red Light filled the sky, instantly illuminating the entire night.

"Damn, run like a chicken feather!"

Su Ming immediately stopped in his tracks.

He then turned around at once, not even having time to see the property of the item emerging from the Red Light, rushed forward, and seized it in one grab.

It was a dagger emanating black vapor!

At the same time, the ground beneath Su Ming trembled violently.

Buzz—!

In the black light altar, a vague human silhouette slowly coalesced.

The figure was gaunt, eyes hollow, and its face resembled Na Lan Ranan by about seventy percent.

But at the corner of its mouth curled a hint of manic smile.

"You… made me… miss… him…"

That voice, laden with ultimate resentment, pierced straight to the soul!

Su Ming's Eye of Truth went into overdrive.

Name: Na Lan Ranan's Heart Demon Resentful Spirit

Quality: Calamity (Epic)

Description: A resentful entity born from twisted Karma, sharing Na Lan Ranan's bloodline, with a paranoid, mad temperament!

"Damn!"

Su Ming spun his head and fled.

This damn thing is a Purple‑rank Calamity!

The Resentful Spirit said nothing further, only pure murderous intent remained.

The Resentful Spirit raised its arm and grasped at the void.

Whoosh!

A vast, overwhelming wave of resentment surged forward; Su Ming could not evade it.

Bang—!

This energy slammed solidly into his chest.

His robust flesh, forged many times by Source Blood and comparable to fine steel, at this moment became as fragile as a dead branch.

Puff—!

Su Ming spewed a large mouthful of fresh blood and was thrown backward.

The massive stones along the way were all smashed to pieces!

"Damn, how is this supposed to work?!"

Su Ming stared in horror at the Resentful Spirit—

If he hadn't been bolstered by so much Source Blood…

This would surely crush him into mush!

No time to think further; the Resentful Spirit turned into a wisp of black smoke and arrived in an instant.

Its claws, like hooks, aimed straight for Su Ming's throat!

The Fate Pocketwatch issued a frantic warning, reaching its limit.

Su Ming's eyes bulged as he rolled on the spot, then swung a blade backward, stabbing at the Resentful Spirit's calf.

He had already prepared for the dagger to be blocked.

After all, the gap in strength between them was enormous!

However—

Snicker—!

The dagger sliced like a red‑hot knife through butter, encountering not the slightest resistance!

"What… what is this terrifying thing?!"

A sharp gleam flashed in Su Ming's eyes.

Opposite him was the body of an Epic-level Calamity!

The Resentful Spirit shrieked angrily, seeming extremely wary of the dagger and kept its distance.

Then it spread its five fingers, gathering a ball of ink‑black flame in its palm and slammed it down on his head!

Su Ming rolled on the spot and barely dodged.

Zila—

The black fire landed on the riverbank, instantly corroding a huge hole in the hard rock!

"It must not be touched!"

"And… can't outrun it!"

Su Ming's scalp tingled, but his gaze hardened.

He pushed his Windwalker Boots to the limit, turning them into a lingering afterimage that struck proactively.

Since this dagger can easily pierce defenses…

Then he has the following chance to overcome!

Eye of Truth!

While moving at high speed, Su Ming locked onto the Resentful Spirit's weak point—

Its abdomen!

There, a faint black light flickered!

Under moonlight, Su Ming crouched low and approached, thrusting his dagger straight at the weak point!

The Resentful Spirit reacted extremely quickly, raising a hand to block.

But Su Ming had been waiting for this very moment!

He used the momentum of his forward charge, slamming his left shoulder hard into the Resentful Spirit's chest.

At the same time, his right-hand dagger changed direction, precisely cutting a wound in the Resentful Spirit's abdomen!

The Resentful Spirit winced in pain and struck back with a claw.

Crack—!

Su Ming couldn't react in time; his left arm was swept by the sharp claw, and an instant, bone‑cracking pain shot through it, leaving the whole arm limp.

Injury for injury!

Sss—!

Su Ming ignored the pain, using the force to leap backward, blood hanging from his mouth corner, his gaze growing even fiercer.

He could see clearly that the core light in the Resentful Spirit's abdomen had dimmed by a few degrees!

This dagger—it's too powerful!

Damn it, again!