Chapter 537

“Jiege?!”

Zhang Chulan turned his head to look at the golden light figure, though much smaller, whose facial features and attire were unmistakably Zhang Jie.

He was more bewildered than a bewildered fruit on a bewildered tree, with you and me both bewildered beneath it.

“It’s me.”

The golden light figure nodded slightly, emitting Zhang Jie’s voice.

“This…”

Zhang Chulan was utterly stunned.

“Who are you? Why are you interfering in our Quanxing affairs?”

Lu Liang stepped back discreetly by dozens of meters, standing beside Xia He, his eyes fixed on Zhang Jie with deep wariness.

This method of manifesting golden light was clearly extraordinary.

“Who am I? Just a nobody. As for why I’m interfering in your Quanxing affairs—

Don’t you know Zhang Chulan has already joined Nandutong today?”

“You dare lay hands on a company employee—do you have no respect for the company?”

Zhang Jie casually glanced at Lu Liang and questioned him.

“We truly didn’t know Brother Zhang had joined the company. I apologize to Brother Zhang.”

“We’re leaving now and will never trouble Brother Zhang again.”

Lu Liang immediately apologized to Zhang Chulan and swore it.

Seeing Lu Liang’s instant submission, Xia He opened her red lips but said nothing.

Whoever this person was, just by this entrance—and the strange ability that suppressed all their powers—

she knew they couldn’t possibly fight back.

‘Jiege is awesome!’

Zhang Chulan silently gave Zhang Jie a thumbs-up in his heart.

These two Quanxing demons, who had just moments ago seen him as easy prey to be slaughtered at will,

became submissive, weak opponents the instant Zhang Jie appeared.

‘But I can’t let them off so easily.’

Zhang Chulan’s eyes darted—no true gentleman lets a grudge go unavenged!

“Jiege, these two Quanxing demons tried to read my memories.”

“Almost… almost I’d never see you again! Waaah…”

Zhang Chulan scrambled to his feet and turned to Zhang Jie, sobbing.

Yes, when Zhang Jie had freed his true Qi, he’d also untied the hemp ropes that had bound Zhang Chulan like a dumpling.

‘This sycophantic little worm!’

Watching Zhang Chulan, now acting as if he’d found a powerful backer, Xia He nearly ground her silver teeth to dust.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry—none of them will get away.”

Zhang Jie, seeing Zhang Chulan’s miserable state, comforted him.

This guy must’ve suffered quite a bit tonight.

“Are you truly determined to make enemies of us Quanxing?”

Lu Liang’s expression darkened; he invoked Quanxing to intimidate Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie, who could manifest as a golden light figure, was utterly inscrutable—he didn’t want to fight such an unknown foe.

“Zhang Chulan is company property. You dared attack him—you’re making enemies of the company, and of me!”

Zhang Jie paid no heed to Lu Liang’s threat.

As far as he knew, Quanxing was nominally a sect or organization,

but its members mostly acted independently, merely using the Quanxing name.

Even if Quanxing could unite as one, would he fear them?

Before the Shared Space arrived, Quanxing demons had flaunted their power before him;

now that the Shared Space had come, if he still feared Quanxing demons, wouldn’t the Shared Space have been wasted?

“Jiege is mighty!”

Zhang Chulan cheered.

Had the setting been appropriate, he’d have clapped loudly for Zhang Jie’s words.

But this was exactly right.

Quanxing was, after all, merely a criminal organization—one despised by all;

while the company was the official body, secretly above all other cultivators and organizations, managing the cultivator world on behalf of the state—how could it yield to threats from criminals?

“Could you please show mercy? We shall repay you handsomely in the future!”

Lu Liang’s heart sank—he knew today might not end peacefully.

“Lu Liang, from the Lu family of the Four Great Families of the cultivator world, exceptional talent, awakened the Lu family’s ancestral occult art,

yet defected from the Lu family for unknown reasons and joined Quanxing, now wanted nationwide by the Lu family…”

Zhang Jie calmly recounted Lu Liang’s background.

“I wonder—if I turned you over to Grandpa Lu Ci, how much reward would I get?”

Zhang Jie stroked his chin with his golden light hand, seeming quite tempted.

Zhang Jie stroked his chin with a small hand formed of golden light, seemingly deeply tempted.

Lu Liang snapped his head up.

He hadn’t expected Zhang Jie to know his origins so thoroughly—as if he’d memorized them.

And he absolutely could not fall into the Lu family’s hands…

Moreover, he absolutely could not fall into the Lu family’s hands…

Lu Liang’s entire body erupted in blazing Qi flames, like a cornered beast ready to fight to the death.

But mid-air, his figure suddenly twisted and shot toward the depths of the forest.

His plan wasn’t to fight Zhang Jie—he meant to flee.

‘I’m not stupid enough to fight someone who looks utterly inscrutable.’

‘I know the saying: as long as the green hills remain, there’ll always be firewood.’

Lu Liang was no novice—he’d escaped the Lu family’s pursuit multiple times.

In an instant, he’d covered dozens of meters and was about to vanish into the forest.

“Jiege, he’s escaping!”

Seeing Lu Liang blur like a skipped frame, about to vanish into the trees, Zhang Chulan shouted a warning.

If Lu Liang reached the dense forest, with its thick foliage and towering trees,

even if Zhang Jie was stronger, he might not catch someone determined to hide.

“Don’t worry—he won’t get away.”

Zhang Jie remained calm, waiting until Lu Liang’s figure was mostly swallowed by shadow before flicking his finger.

Yet Zhang Jie remained calm, waiting until most of Lu Liang’s figure was swallowed by shadow before flicking his finger.

A pale golden fingertip force shot toward Lu Liang with lightning speed.

A faint golden fingertip force shot toward Lu Liang with lightning speed.

Lu Liang, just one step from the forest, smirked slightly.

Once inside the thick woods, protected by the lush vegetation,

even if the golden light figure was far stronger, he couldn’t find him—

this was the absolute confidence he’d built from escaping the Lu family’s pursuit teams time and again!

This was the absolute confidence forged from escaping the Lu family’s pursuit teams time and again!

The smile on Lu Liang’s lips froze before it could fully form.

‘I… I couldn’t even take one of his attacks?’

Filled with shock, Lu Liang slipped into infantile unconsciousness and crashed into the shrubbery.

‘Once, the Old Heavenly Master slapped Lu Qian into unconsciousness; today, I flicked my finger and knocked out Lu Liang…’

On Zhang Chulan’s shoulder, Zhang Jie calmly withdrew his hand, satisfied.

Though the Old Heavenly Master had held back during his match with Lu Qian, had Zhang Jie not held back either?

For one thing, had he infused his fingertip force with the Six Meridian Sword Art he’d taken from Tianlong Zhang Jie,

Lu Liang wouldn’t now have a swollen bump on his forehead—

he’d be like that outstanding graduate of the Guandong Mountain Military Academy,

the ‘half-man, half-ghost’ Gun God, whose famous quote was:

‘I said I’d let you see your own brain matter!’

Just like his famous saying—“I said I’d make you see your own brain matter!”

Watching the rapidly swelling lump on Lu Liang’s head, making him look horned and fearsome,

Zhang Chulan sucked in a sharp breath—he’d been hit by this same finger flick yesterday,

and the memory of that pain still lingered vividly…

That taste still made him unable to forget...

Yet he was not unconscious; Lu Liang’s suffering was likely far more intense than his own…