Chapter 442: Fusang Cultivator

The originally excited chairman, upon hearing Lin Yang's words, saw the excitement on his face disappear.

It turned into self-mockery.

"Ah, that's true—forming a Jié dān isn't something you can achieve just by changing a habit."

"Changing your habit won't let you form a Jié dān, but I can."

Lin Yang's words made the old man look at him again.

"What do you mean by that!"

Wu Shuangjiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Yang.

"Literally speaking, I can heal your old injury and even help you break through to Jié dān."

Listening to Lin Yang's words, the old man stared intensely and asked.

"On what basis do you say that?"

"Based on my being able to see your illness at a glance, you can think it over—whether you want my help."

Wu Shuangjiang fell silent for a moment, then said to Lin Yang.

"There must be conditions, right?"

"Of course, I'm not a philanthropist—I won't just help you for nothing."

"However, the choice is yours; after the exchange meeting ends, you can tell me your decision."

On Jiang Fei's side, seeing Lin Yang and Wu Shuangjiang chatting happily, he couldn't help but frown.

Could it be that Wu Shuangjiang and Lin Yang are old acquaintances?

Moreover, Zhang Qiling is also getting that close to Lin Yang.

Based on the information I've gathered, didn't Lin Yang have a conflict with Zhang Qili? They should be enemies.

As Jiang Fei's expression darkened, a somewhat plump middle-aged man walked up to his side.

"Young Master Jiang, you seem quite dissatisfied with that kid."

Looking at the middle-aged man, Jiang Fei frowned and said.

"Who are you?"

The man chuckled and said to Jiang Fei.

"I forgot to introduce myself—I'm Ma Hongfei, and I run a multinational corporation in Jinling."

As for the so-called multinational corporation, Jiang Fei couldn't care less.

He coldly said, "You must have heard of Lin Yang's prowess, right?"

"Do you dare to help me deal with him?"

Hearing Jiang Fei's words, Ma Hongfei chuckled lightly.

"I dare to stand before you, naturally because I have means."

Seeing Ma Hongfei's confident face, Jiang Fei suddenly became interested.

"Really? Then prove it to me."

"If you can really take care of that kid, I'll make you the spokesperson for my Jiang Clan in Jinling."

Upon hearing that, Ma Hongfei's heart surged with joy.

He wore a fawning smile and said, "Rest assured, for someone who offends you, I will definitely not let him go."

After saying that, he picked up his phone, dialed a number, and then said.

"Come in; this time the target we're dealing with is Lin Yang."

Hearing Ma Hongfei's words, Jiang Fei frowned and said.

"You intend to act now—aren't you afraid of offending Old Master Wu?"

Ma Hongfei laughed heartily: "Young Master Jiang, just rest assured."

"The people I've invited aren't afraid of him at all; offending him is just offending him."

Hearing Ma Hongfei say that, Jiang Fei raised his eyebrows and said.

"Well then, I'd like to see who you've summoned."

As his words fell, four short-statured men in suits walked in.

These four were a head shorter than normal adults.

Yet their faces were full of arrogance.

After entering the manor, they looked around.

Finally, the plump man walking in front spoke up.

"This Da Xia cultivator gathering place is just so-so."

"It's nothing like our Fusang, where gatherings are held in the Emperor's palace."

A skinny man behind him said.

"These so-called cultivators are just a bunch of country bumpkins—how could they compare to our Fusang cultivators?"

Their back-and-forth remarks drew everyone's gaze.

"Fusang people?"

Facing the Fusang people, everyone narrowed their eyes.

Ma Hongfei completely failed to notice everyone's expressions changing; he walked over smiling and said to Jiang Fei.

"Young Master Jiang, this Mr. Sasaki is a renowned master of Fusang."

"Beside him, Mr. Yamamoto is a grandmaster of the sword way."

"The other two are disciples of the Nine Chrysanthemus School, also highly proficient in mystic arts."

Listening to Ma Hongfei's introduction, Jiang Fei's expression turned extremely grim.

This guy, the person you invited is actually a Fusang!

If I were to join forces with the Fusang people, returning to Yanjing, I'm afraid my legs would get broken.

After Ma Hongfei finished his introduction, Wu Shuangjiang stood up.

He said in a deep voice: "This place does not welcome Fusang people to enter!"

"Please leave now!"

Sasaki, hearing this, couldn't help but sneer.

"Isn't this a cultivator gathering? How come we can't come in?"

Ma Hongfei also said with a smile.

"President, we should have a better attitude toward international friends."

"It's their first time here; let them take a look."

Hearing Ma Hongfei's words, Wu Shuangjiang slapped him with one slap.

"You damn thing, you actually brought Fusang people here!"

"And you still say we should have a better attitude toward international friends—you really think you're something!"

The slapped Ma Hongfei's face instantly turned ugly.

He said to Wu Shuangjiang: "I call you president, and I speak to you, that's giving you face."

"Don't be ungrateful, laying hands on me!"

"You really think I dare not lay hands on you!"

Then, he looked toward Jiang Fei and said.

"Young Master Jiang, this old dog doesn't know gratitude; watch me take care of him together."

Jiang Fei's face turned black; speaking now is not an option, nor is staying silent.

He opened his mouth, finally choosing to remain silent.

In his heart, he had already greeted Ma Hongfei's whole family.

This guy has screwed me over so much; it would have been better if he'd been beaten to death earlier!

At this moment, Sasaki said to Wu Shuangjiang.

"Old sir, are you the host here?"

"We want to challenge some Da Xia cultivators; can you arrange that?"

Yamamoto beside him also said with a smile.

"We Fusang don't distinguish between cultivators and martial artists; you can bring either."

Wu Shuangjiang said in a deep voice: "Please leave; this place does not welcome you."

Sasaki gave a cold snort and said to Wu Shuangjiang.

"What if we don't leave?"

At this moment, a cultivator in his forties from the crowd stood up.

"Fusang people dare to act arrogantly on our Da Xia land; today I will teach you a lesson!"

Yamamoto gave a cold snort, holding a short dagger, pointing at the person who stood up.

"Come on."

As soon as his words fell, he suddenly struck out, rushing straight at that person.

The middle-aged person couldn't react in time, was instantly closed in, seeing the dagger flashing with cold light, he panicked instantly.

It's already too late to cast a spell now.

Just as he despaired, a pair of slender, fair hands reached out, two fingers pinching the short dagger.

"Sure enough, it's the despicable Fusang country, attacking right away."

The one who made the move was none other than Lin Yang.

He held the short dagger between two fingers, with a look of disdain.

"Trash Fusang people, get lost!"

As soon as his words fell, he directly snapped the short dagger.

The moment the blade broke, Yamamoto hastily retreated, looking at Lin Yang.

Sasaki, seeing this, gave a hehe laugh and said.

"Looks like, among your Da Xia cultivators, there are still some formidable ones."

Then, he turned back to ask Ma Hongfei.

"Is the person you want to deal with this guy?"