Chapter 69: It Couldn't Be That Coincidental, Winning on the First Try

Xiao Tiancheng looked at Xiao Hanshan with an icy expression and said, "You should understand how to choose by now!"

"You..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hanshan gritted his teeth, his rage soaring to the heavens, yet he was utterly helpless. "You beast, you will come to a bad end!"

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, a mocking smirk appeared at the corner of Xiao Tiancheng's mouth. Immediately, he lifted his right foot and stepped onto Xiao Hanshan's shoulder, saying, "Old thing, kneel down and kowtow to me now, and hand over the Head of Family Order. Otherwise, I will make you die right now!"

"Pah!"

Xiao Hanshan spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm fiercely.

"You are courting death!"

Being humiliated like this, Xiao Tiancheng was furious.

Immediately, he kicked out, landing squarely on Xiao Hanshan's right lower leg.

Crack!

"Ah—"

With his leg bone shattered, Xiao Hanshan let out a miserable scream, his face twisted, his head drenched in cold sweat; he appeared to be in unbearable, agonizing pain.

"Head of the Family!"

The remaining few Elders of the Xiao Family all wore expressions of grief and indignation.

"You beast, is this all the ability you have?" Xiao Hanshan raised his head, his expression one of facing death without fear.

"Old thing, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Xiao Tiancheng was completely enraged.

He raised his foot again, this time stepping toward Xiao Hanshan's left foot.

"Crack—"

A dull sound rang out once more, and Xiao Hanshan's left leg burst open, white bone fragments piercing through skin and flesh, exposed to the air.

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"Ah..."

Seeing this scene on the light screen, Xiao Ruoyu screamed in fright, covering her small mouth; her beautiful eyes were wide open, her pretty face deathly pale, and two lines of clear tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing her father's miserable plight, she wished she could rush into the light screen to endure that intense pain in her father's stead.

"Father, wait for your child; your child will definitely bring people back to save you."

Xiao Ruoyu bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, her delicate body trembling as she secretly swore in her heart.

She decided that when Su Chen returned later, she would offer her own delicate body without hesitation, striving to bring people back to rescue her father and those severely injured Elders of the Xiao Family as soon as possible.

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Northern Gazing Province, Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Master, what has happened to you?"

Lan Xiaoyou sensed that Mu Yuqing's cultivation was about to fall below the first level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, and her face was filled with shock.

During these days of recuperation, not only had Master's cultivation not recovered, but it was instead developing in an extremely unfavorable direction.

"Xiaoyou, Master does not know what is going on either."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yuqing shook her head, indicating that she was also helpless.

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes brightened, as if she had thought of something.

Could it be related to that little thief? She clearly remembered that when she tried to use the Dual Cultivation method to absorb the fortune within his body, her own Initial Origin Spiritual Power was backlashed instead.

Moreover, she was ruthlessly taken by that little thief in the end.

Could she be pregnant?

Thinking this, her jade hand reached toward her lower abdomen.

It couldn't be that coincidental, could it? Winning the prize on the first try? This... ——————————

On the other side.

"Chen'er, how do you intend to deal with this person? Mother wants to hear your opinion."

Qin Xinran pointed her finger at a middle-aged man bound by the Immortal Binding Rope and asked Su Chen.

Su Chen glanced at this middle-aged man.

He saw that the man was wearing a cyan Daoist robe, looked about fifty years old, and had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were very spirited; one could tell at a glance that he was no mortal.

"Mother, let your child ask him a few questions first." Su Chen smiled slightly.

"Mm." Qin Xinran nodded in response.

Afterward, Su Chen came before the middle-aged man, looking down at him from a high position, and said, "Old fellow, you are from the Heavenly Dao Sect, aren't you? Perhaps I could say you came for Chu Yang." "How do you know about Chu Yang? Did you kill him?"

Zhao Hanshan's facial muscles twitched, his eyes filled with monstrous hatred, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke.

He had been ordered by Ji Yueyao to descend the mountain to investigate the cause of Chu Yang's death.

Soon, based on Chu Yang's trail, he discovered that Chu Yang had appeared in the Donghua Prefecture, and at that time, he had taken a fancy to the young lady of the Xiao Family and the eldest young lady of the Xia Family, forcibly abducting both women.

It was only later that the two women were saved by the Young Master of the Su Family, Su Chen, and thus the trail of Chu Yang was broken.

So, he followed the traces left by Chu Yang and found that abandoned valley on the outskirts of the city, intending to find Chu Yang's corpse, when six powerhouses of the Quasi-Emperor Realm appeared before him and surrounded him completely.

He was ultimately no match for them, and after being beaten into a state of severe injury by the other party, he was captured alive and brought here.

He figured this group of people must be from the Su Family, and this young man before him should be the Young Master of the Su Family, Su Chen.

"That's right, Chu Yang was indeed killed by this Young Master, and I even fed his corpse to the dogs. Do you want to take revenge?"

Upon hearing this, Su Chen smiled faintly and said it in an understated manner.

He did not feel at all that killing a Personal Disciple of a Daoist Disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect was any big deal.

"You are courting death! Although Chu Yang was in the wrong first, it is not your place to kill him."

"He is a Personal Disciple of our Heavenly Dao Sect, a heaven-favored son of our Tianxuan Continent, and the hope of our Human race; you are simply acting as an accomplice to a tyrant!"

Seeing Su Chen admit it, Zhao Hanshan's eye sockets turned crimson, his whole body trembled, and he roared in anger.

"Heh, so what if he is a heaven-favored son? He was still slaughtered by my people, and not even a scrap was left behind."

Su Chen sneered.

"In cultivation, one must cultivate virtue before martial arts; scum and dregs like Chu Yang who forcibly seize women from the populace deserve to be executed by everyone."

"And so what if he is a Personal Disciple of the Heavenly Dao? Does that make him superior to others?"

"What I hate most in my life is trash like you who rely on your talent to run rampant and bully the good—ptui, you are nothing."

Su Chen's eyes were filled with disgust.

"You—"

Zhao Hanshan was instantly choked up.

"What 'you'?"

"What 'you'? Hurry up and tell this Young Master who you are and who sent you here?" Su Chen raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"Hmph! I won't tell you, unless you kill me." Zhao Hanshan said with awe-inspiring pride.

"Heh, since you are unwilling to speak, then I can only let you taste the feeling of ten thousand ants devouring your body!"

Su Chen looked at Zhao Hanshan playfully and walked slowly toward him.

With a 'whoosh', a sharp dagger suddenly appeared in his right hand.

At this moment, the dagger was emitting a cold green light, clearly quenched with a terrifyingly lethal poison.

"W-what are you doing?" Sensing the sharp, poisoned dagger approaching him, Zhao Hanshan's pupils constricted sharply, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"Hehe... take a guess." Su Chen gave a strange smile.

"Puchi~"

The next moment, Su Chen grabbed the dagger and thrust it fiercely into Zhao Hanshan's thigh.

And he gave it a vicious slash.

In an instant, a spurt of black blood sprayed out.

"Urgh~ ah~"

Zhao Hanshan let out a miserable howl, his body convulsing uncontrollably, in such extreme pain that he was almost losing consciousness.

"Y-you are so cruel!"

Zhao Hanshan gritted his teeth and stared at Su Chen, his voice hoarse.

"I already warned you just now; it is you who are obsessed and refuse to repent, you can blame no one!"

Su Chen said word by word: "I advise you to be sensible and not put up a futile struggle; remember, this Young Master has not yet sprinkled Gold-Devouring Ants onto your wound, otherwise you will find it impossible to live and impossible to die!"

The words were bone-chillingly cold, as if spoken by a devil.

(Author's note: The Gold-Devouring Ant is a type of ant colony born from devouring the essence of the world's Spiritual Qi. Its bite force is immense, it is bloodthirsty, and it can easily bite through even hard metal and stone, let alone the flesh and bones of a Cultivator.) Hearing this, Zhao Hanshan's pupils constricted, terrified to the point of despair, his face full of unwillingness; he, a dignified expert of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, had actually fallen into the hands of a twenty-year-old greenhorn today—it was truly humiliating.

"Speak, was it Ji Yueyao who sent you?"

Suddenly, Su Chen's cold voice came to his ears, shocking Zhao Hanshan to his core.

Junior Sister Yueyao inherited the position of Sect Master; how does this greenhorn know? Big update tomorrow, I hope all you patrons will come to watch.

(End of this chapter)