Chapter 348: Omen of Great Disaster

"Go back and tell your master that I will arrive on time the day after tomorrow. I don't care about any damn war letter or whatever. He aids the tyrant in his evil, and one day he will reap what he has sown," Chen Yu said coldly.

"Chen Yu, just you wait. My master will definitely avenge me for this," Gu Zhiwen said with a face full of hatred, standing up and screaming.

"I was the one who crippled your martial uncle Zhou Cheng's cultivation, and he said the exact same thing to me back then. Since your master is coming, I will meet him, but don't think that just because he is a Martial Ancestor I have to grovel before him. I really don't know where you get your sense of superiority from. Get lost, I'll be waiting for him."

In a five-star hotel, Mu Chengcang looked at Gu Zhiwen, who was kneeling on the floor and sobbing.

"Chen Yu destroyed your Three Meridians and Five Vessels?" Mu Chengcang stared wide-eyed at his most prized disciple, wisps of killing intent permeating his body.

He was absolutely furious. Gu Zhiwen was his most prized disciple, the one most likely to break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm. If his disciple broke through to the Martial Ancestor Realm, his own reputation would reach an unprecedented height.

In that case, he could firmly suppress Zhang Xiaojiu, who was on par with him.

But now, Gu Zhiwen's Three Meridians and Five Vessels had been destroyed, and his cultivation could never advance another step. All of this was thanks to Chen Yu, which made him incomparably enraged.

"Master, Chen Yu is arrogant and his methods are ruthless. No wonder everyone in Fengling hates him to the bone. I beg you, Master, you must kill him and rid us of this scourge," Gu Zhiwen cried bitterly.

Thinking that his dream of reaching the Martial Ancestor Realm was shattered, he felt heartbroken. He was originally the most likely to break through before the age of fifty; he only needed an opportunity. But now, with his meridians destroyed, it was impossible for him to break through in this lifetime.

"You useless thing." Mu Chengcang slapped the table. With a *crack*, the set of tea ware on the table shattered completely, but the table itself remained undamaged.

The force of his palm was controlled perfectly; everything on the table was smashed, demonstrating his supreme strength. However, a palm-sized turtle shell placed on the table let out a *click* and developed a fine crack.

Mu Chengcang's expression changed slightly. He looked at the turtle shell on the table in shock. He had kept this turtle shell by his side since he first started out; it was a Dharma Artifact he had obtained by chance. After playing with it for decades, it had long been inextricably linked to his Life.

Moreover, the turtle shell was a Mysterious Turtle Shell, extremely hard. The force of his palm had only shattered the tea ware on the table and had not touched the turtle shell, yet now the shell had cracked.

"Master, that Chen Yu..."

"Get out." Mu Chengcang's state of mind was suddenly in chaos. The turtle shell was his favorite object, and now that it had cracked, could it be an omen of disaster?

"Master?" Gu Zhiwen was startled. He was Mu Chengcang's favorite disciple, and Mu Chengcang had never spoken to him in such a harsh tone before.

"Get out." Mu Chengcang flicked his sleeve in agitation, and a gust of wind blew toward Gu Zhiwen.

Gu Zhiwen's face changed, turning somewhat pale. This palm wind nearly caused him serious injury, which was enough to prove that his master was now extremely impatient. Although he didn't understand the reason, he didn't dare to say a word. He hurriedly stood up, bowed to Mu Chengcang, and then left in a rush.

After Gu Zhiwen left, Mu Chengcang grabbed the turtle shell from the side, only to see that the crack on it was already very obvious.

"Could it be that this battle is an omen of great disaster?" Mu Chengcang stared fixedly at the turtle shell, lost in thought.

Suddenly, with a *crack*, the turtle shell split completely, and a wisp of fresh blood surged out from inside the shell...

*Plop*... The turtle shell fell to the ground. Mu Chengcang looked at the shell on the floor in horror, remaining silent for a long time.

"Chen Yu, come over for a drink." In the evening, Xia Tian's call reached Chen Yu.

"Tonight?" Chen Yu was somewhat surprised.

"That's right, tonight," Xia Tian said.

"Alright, I'll be there right away." Chen Yu smiled. Anyone who dared to come find him for a drink at a time like this was definitely a true brother.

In a club, Xia Tian and Huang Yiqiang were already waiting for him. The table in front of them was filled with alcohol; it looked like they intended to have a big drinking session with Chen Yu.

"Chen Yu, tonight we drink until we drop." Xia Tian pointed at the alcohol on the table.

"Xia Tian, I have a battle with Mu Chengcang the day after tomorrow. Don't you know about this?" Chen Yu asked.

"How could I not know?" Xia Tian said, "I can't make the decisions for the Xia Clan right now, otherwise I would definitely help you. I even went to my grandfather, wanting to use some of the Xia Clan's resources to help you, but he didn't agree."

"Thanks, brother." Chen Yu felt a bit grateful. Now, his battle with Mu Chengcang had spread throughout Fengling, and everyone was avoiding him like the plague; after all, that was a master of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

Moreover, some people had already started predicting Chen Yu's downfall, saying he wouldn't live past noon the day after tomorrow. The fact that Xia Tian and Huang Yiqiang could still come at a time like this showed that they truly considered him a brother.

"What are you thanking me for? I didn't manage to help you, but don't worry, I will go to cheer you on the day after tomorrow," Xia Tian said through gritted teeth.

"Chen Yu, my grandfather asked me to tell you that if you need anything, just say the word," Huang Yiqiang said.

"Thank Fourth Master for me. I really don't need it. Don't worry, this matter isn't a big deal," Chen Yu said with a smile, "Alright, let's drink. Tonight we drink until we drop. I'll come find you guys to drink again after I settle this matter."

"Alright, we'll wait for your triumphant return." Xia Tian nodded heavily and began to drink.

Just as they started, a voice came from outside: "Young Master Jun, this private room has really already been booked by someone today. How about we change to another one? Really..."

"Shut up. I'm staying right here today. Tell the people inside to get out. No one has ever dared to snatch what I, Xia Jun, want."

Following the voice, with a *bang*, the door was heavily kicked open from the outside.

A young man walked in with two women. As he walked, he laughed, "Qinqin, Lili, this private room is the largest one in the Junlin Club. The decorations inside are the best; just one chandelier costs nearly ten million."

"And the toilets are gold-plated. The usage fee is tens of thousands per hour. I'm bringing you here today to broaden your horizons."

"Young Master Jun is truly amazing. Why didn't I get to know Young Master Jun sooner?"

"Yeah, I've been to these kinds of places a lot, but this is the first time I've seen such a top-tier private room and service."

As they spoke, the group walked in, but their expressions changed the moment they entered.

The two women were acquaintances: Xiao Qin, a classmate of Bai Muyu, and the other was Wu Li, a logistics company employee and Chen Yu's former classmate.

As for the young man, he was an acquaintance of Xia Tian—Xia Jun, the cousin from his uncle's side of the family.

"Chen Yu, it's you?" The two women's expressions changed immediately upon seeing Chen Yu.

"Xia Tian, it's you?" Xia Jun's expression also changed. Both were direct descendants of the Xia Clan, so naturally, they were rivals.