Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 124

Tonight, Zhao Xueqing was dressed to impress. She wore a white, off-the-shoulder evening gown with a one-shoulder neckline, revealing a glimpse of her flawlessly smooth back. Her long, sculpted neck, like carved jade, was adorned with a Bafu necklace that shimmered with a soft, pearlescent glow against her skin, making her appear radiant and stunningly beautiful.

Her fair face was lightly made up, her clear, beautiful eyes sparkling like morning stars. Her cherry lips, glossed a soft pink, looked like dew-kissed fruit. Yet, she exuded an ethereal, pure aura that inspired admiration without a hint of vulgar desire.

As she moved, the naturally draped skirt of her gown swayed, offering tantalizing glimpses of her snow-white feet. Her pink toes, polished with a sparkling nail color, added a rare touch of allure to her innocence, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

It could be said that Zhao Xueqing’s entrance instantly captivated countless eyes. She无形中 (wúxíngzhōng -无形中, effortlessly) overshadowed all other women present, drawing astonished gazes from everyone—men whose hearts beat faster, and women who sighed in resignation at their own inferiority.

Even the glamorous Guo Jizhang paled in comparison, forced to acknowledge she was outshone.

Guo’s beauty was striking, but it carried a worldly, almost vulgar air. In contrast, Zhao Xueqing, not to exaggerate, seemed like a celestial fairy descended to the mortal world—untouched by dust, pure and flawless.

However, Zhao Xueqing’s delicate face held a trace of timidity, and her eyes seemed slightly nervous, which stirred a powerful protective instinct in Tang Shaoze.

He even felt an impulse to announce loudly: “This is the woman I love! No one here will disrespect her today!”

But when he saw Zhao Xueqing intimately holding Jiang Tian’s arm, it was like a bucket of cold water had been dumped over his head. His eyes instantly turned cold, tinged with a venomous glint.

Is this that piece of trash?

The muscles in his cheek twitched. A wave of burning anger and overwhelming hatred rose within him.

You dare come to my turf? Is this a challenge, a provocation? You have no idea what death means!

But… I’ve heard this guy is the biggest good-for-nothing loser, utterly worthless. If I, Tang Shaoze, personally crush him, it would only insult myself and make me look petty.

Forget it. Big and small tycoons and young masters like Tie Minghuang, Bai Choufei, and Lü Fan… probably none of them will let him off the hook. I’ll just let them handle it and enjoy the show.

These thoughts flashed through Tang Shaoze’s mind in an instant. Yet, his face maintained a faint smile, as if he hadn’t even noticed Jiang Tian. He shot a glance at Lü Fan, then, taking Elder Mo’s arm, walked towards the Tidewatch Villa, saying with a laugh:

“Elder Mo, I heard a Master Jiang has emerged in Lingnan, someone who killed the martial arts grandmaster from Hubei, Hong Tianzhao. The stories are getting quite fantastical. Is it actually true?”

Soon, his figure disappeared into Tidewatch Villa No. 12.

Catching Tang Shaoze’s hint, Lü Fan immediately understood. He swaggered over to Jiang Tian, chin raised arrogantly. “If it isn’t Miss Zhao from Yangcheng? Three years ago, our Tangshi Realty ordered fifty million worth of goods from your company. You’re aware of this, correct?”

“Oh, it’s Manager Lü. Yes, I know of this matter,” Zhao Xueqing replied, her face showing a hint of unease, though she managed a faint smile.

“That batch of goods had serious quality issues. Not a single box sold; they’re still rotting in the warehouse. I demand a refund immediately,” he said, his expression turning cold. “Otherwise, a company with no business ethics and shoddy products… I doubt any enterprise here would ever consider working with you!”

“Exactly! How dare such a garbage company cheat even Young Master Tang! They’re utterly audacious!”

“Blacklist them!”

“Demand a full investigation by the provincial authorities! They should face legal consequences!”

“Who would dare partner with such an untrustworthy company?” Many tycoons in the crowd chimed in, including owners of renowned pharmaceutical trading firms.

Seeing this, Zhao Xueqing’s face flushed with panic.

She hadn’t expected them to go straight for the jugular. With just a few sentences, they had backed her into a corner.

She forced a slight smile, still scrambling for a response, when Jiang Tian waved his hand dismissively. “Where did these flies come from? They’re nothing but a nuisance!”

His words stunned the onlookers. Disbelieving glances were exchanged.

This Jiang Tian really is a madman! Lü Fan might just be Tang Shaoze’s assistant, but in Yangcheng, he was considered a second-tier young master with significant backing.

His uncle had served as Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Drug Administration. For the Zhao family, involved in pharmaceuticals, meeting someone like him should inspire fear, like avoiding a venomous snake.

If Jiang Tian had significant status, it might be different. But he was just from a minor family in a small place like Linzhou, a madman and a live-in son-in-law. How dare he spout such nonsense? He was practically delivering himself to be slaughtered!

Hearing Jiang Tian’s words, Lü Fan’s face turned red with anger. Just as he was about to erupt, Yun Peng, clad in camouflage, stepped forward aggressively. He pointed arrogantly at Jiang Tian.

“You little bastard! You have no idea what death is! For Young Master Lü to speak to you is an honor!”

He glared fiercely, his tone menacing. “Get on your knees right now, kowtow, apologize, and call us ‘Grandpa’ three times! Otherwise, I’ll break your dog legs!”

“Hah, Yun Peng is a member of the ‘Fierce Tiger’ unit, already at Iron Body cultivation. His combat power is immense. This guy is finished!”

“Yeah, Yun Peng has a violent temper. He’s known for crippling people at the slightest provocation. This kid might really be carried out of here.”

Seeing Yun Peng step forward, the crowd grew excited, discussing the scene with gleeful schadenfreude.

“Jiang Tian, are you insane? How can you speak to Young Master Lü like that? Apologize immediately!” Wei Jiehui scolded. He felt no kinship with Jiang Tian and had been disgusted by his arrogant attitude at the Wei family home.

Wei Jieqiong’s eyes also held a cold smirk. You fool, now you see how deep the waters of Yangcheng are! This is the price of arrogance and ignorance!

Seeing Lü Fan and Yun Peng making their move, Wei Yang turned pale with fear. He pulled the Wei family girls back, whispering urgently, “Stay away from him. He’s done for today. Don’t get blood splattered on you!”

“This is retribution! Back at Wolong Mountain Villa, you forced my father to his knees and humiliated him endlessly. Today, it’s finally your turn!” Zhou Xianya’s eyes were venomous, her face a mask of scorn as she looked at Jiang Tian as if he were already dead.

At that moment, the entire crowd looked at Jiang Tian with contempt—scrutinizing, cold, disdainful, mocking, reveling in his impending downfall.

It seemed the next moment would see Jiang Tian forced to his knees in public begging for mercy, becoming the biggest talking point and joke of the evening’s banquet.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Tian’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. He gestured to a waiter for two glasses of champagne, handed one to Zhao Xueqing, took a sip of his own, and then issued a calm command: “Mange, slap him.”

“Yes, Master!”

Shen Mange’s figure blurred into motion, swift as a gliding dragon. Slap! Slap! Slap! She struck Yun Peng five or six times across the face with both hands, left and right. The blows sent him reeling like a willow in a strong wind, staggering, nose bleeding profusely.

The final slap was her masterpiece. A sharp crack! echoed through the venue. Yun Peng’s body, weighing over two hundred pounds and built like a small mountain, was sent flying through the air as if weightless.

He crashed to the ground with a thud that shook the floor, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Her figure blurred again. Another slap landed on Lü Fan’s face. He couldn’t withstand even a single blow; half his cheek seemed to shatter, and he collapsed unconscious.

“What? He actually dared to have someone attack them!”

“He’s crazy! Absolutely insane!”

“This is the Feast of Extravagance!”

“Lü Fan and Yun Peng are Tang Shaoze’s staunch lackeys! And he had them beaten? The audacity!”

The assembled tycoons and celebrities stared, dumbfounded, unable to believe Jiang Tian would be so aggressive.

“Jiang Tian! How dare you have your people attack them?” Zhou Xianya shrieked, whether from shock or rage, her body trembling.

“Why wouldn’t I dare? They’re nothing but garbage, insects,” Jiang Tian replied with a faint smile.

“You bitch! I’ll fight you to the death!” Yun Peng, dazed, finally struggled to his feet. With a furious roar, he charged at Shen Mange like a bulldozer.

“Waste! I showed mercy, and you still dare cause trouble? Seeking death!” Shen Mange’s pretty face was icy, her delicate eyebrows raised. She unleashed the full power of her peak Internal Force cultivation, striking out with a single finger. Internal Force erupted.

Bang! Yun Peng was sent flying again, crashing to the ground, vomiting blood, unable to get up for a long time.

Shen Mange’s finger strike, executed with ethereal grace—like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace to follow—was incredibly powerful. It had defeated a military king like Yun Peng, who was at the Iron Body level, leaving him unable to stand.

“Impossible!”

“How could a delicate girl like that defeat Yun Peng?”

The tycoons and celebrities present were utterly astonished.

“She’s a martial artist! Probably already at the Internal Force level! Since when did such a young female martial arts master appear in Linzhou?”

Not just them, even the few martial arts experts hidden in the crowd underwent drastic changes in expression, unable to believe it.

A girl so young, already achieving Internal Force cultivation, qualifying as a martial arts master… it seemed like something out of legend.

“How is his subordinate so powerful?” Wei Jieqiong stared, stunned, unable to believe it.

“Hmph, what good does it do? Beating Yun Peng has just angered the entire crowd!” Wei Jiehui snorted coldly and shook his head dismissively. He was new to the official world, far from its core, and usually interacted with ordinary people. He had no idea that Shen Mange’s “air-piercing finger” alone could overpower most of Yangcheng.

“This guy has nothing to do with our Wei family! We don’t care if he gets beaten to death!” Wei Yang explained nervously with a forced smile, trying to distance them.

“You punk! Have the guts to fight me yourself!” Soon, Yun Peng, clutching his chest, struggled to his feet again. His eyes were ferocious, like a man-eating tiger, as he advanced on Jiang Tian.

“Heh. Trash like you isn’t even worthy of me lifting a finger. You can’t even defeat my maid. Get lost!” Jiang Tian said calmly, his expression serene. He gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind Zhao Xueqing’s ear with unhurried composure.

“It’s not that I’m bullying you for having no capable people in Jiangnan. It’s just that in this vast region, only one person is worth me动手 (dòngshǒu – making a move against).”

Under the gaze of the crowd, which seemed intense enough to kill, Jiang Tian took another sip of champagne, smacking his lips appreciatively.

“Mark my words. Within three days, every piece of garbage here will be scrambling to kneel before me, begging to be my lackey. I’m just here early to screen you all, see who qualifies…”

He ignored their furious stares, his tone utterly relaxed and indifferent. “You’d all better behave yourselves.”

Hearing this, everyone’s eyes nearly popped out of their heads. Jiang Tian’s words had insulted every single person present.

In terms of arrogance, audacity, and sheer insolence, which of the young masters, tycoons, and magnates present could possibly compare to him now?