Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 129

It was only then that Tang Shaoze found an opportunity to interject. He rose to his feet, clasped his hands respectfully, and voiced the confusion in his heart: “Young Master Wei, I understand why the experts under the revered Master Wei would take action against Ye Gufeng and the others. But why target Zhao Hucheng, an obscure third-rate minor tycoon?”

Wei Peng smiled faintly. “Because that Master Jiang’s father-in-law is Zhao Hucheng. Capture him, and that Jiang fellow will have no choice but to surrender!”

“What? Jiang Tian… is Master Jiang? But isn’t he a madman?”

“Him? A martial arts grandmaster? How is that possible?”

Young masters like Tang Shaoze, Bai Choufei, and Tie Minghuang suddenly understood. Their faces drastically changed, eyes wide with shock, and cold sweat poured down their backs.

“So he is the Master Jiang from Jiangbei! Is that why he acts so arrogantly?”

“He single-handedly subdued Jiangbei, even Ye Gufeng and the others submitted to him. How could we ever compare to that?”

“If he had lost his temper and attacked us then, we probably would have died on the spot!”

Tang Shaoze, Bai Choufei, Tie Minghuang, and the others turned deathly pale, overcome with fear and trembling as waves of shock crashed over them.

It felt as if they had thought they were stepping on an ant, only to look down and see a primordial beast with a gaping maw, ready to devour the entire world. How could they not be terrified?

“Exactly, it’s him! Jiang Tian, also known as Taichu. However, he deliberately keeps a low profile. In the secular world, he goes only by Jiang Tian,” Wei Peng said, his expression unchanging. “There’s no need for you to panic. I observed your conflict with him from the shadows. The reason I didn’t intervene was to gauge his true strength…”

“Thank goodness you were there then… a martial arts grandmaster…” The head of the Tang family and others said with lingering fear.

“So what?” Tie Minghuang suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed arrogantly. “With the revered Master Wei backing us, how would he dare to make a move? He’d be scared to death!”

“Hmph, his spell techniques must have reached the level of Dao,” Wei Peng snorted coldly. “If I wanted to take his wretched life, it would be as easy as reaching for something. But there were too many people at the time, and the media was present. If he were to suddenly die, it would have been quite detrimental to your grand event.”

At that moment, Tang Shaoze suddenly stood up, bowed, and clasped his hands. “Young Master Wei, I have an impertinent request!”

“Speak!” Wei Peng was sparing with his words.

“Please don’t kill Zhao Hucheng and Zhao Xueqing. I’ve always wanted…” Tang Shaoze said with a bitter smile.

Wei Peng laughed heartily. “I understand! Young Master Tang is truly a romantic. You still have feelings for her, don’t you? Don’t worry, after tonight, you can have the beauty in your arms!”

“Thank you, Young Master Wei, for granting my wish!” Tang Shaoze was deeply moved and bowed again with clasped hands. “In the future, I will surely repay you handsomely!”

“Easy enough!” Wei Peng smiled faintly.

“Congratulations, Shaoze! Although Zhao Xueqing is married, she’d still make a fine kept woman for you!”

“Indeed, I caught a glimpse of that girl from afar. She truly has exceptional character and beauty, worthy of being called the flower of Linzhou!” Everyone offered their congratulations to Tang Shaoze.

“Haha, this is the might of Jiangnan! Seize their territory, sleep with their women—how exhilarating!” Tie Minghuang raised a glass of red wine and drank it all in one go, utterly pleased.

It was as if the humiliation they had suffered from Jiang Tian didn’t hurt so much anymore!

“Thank you, everyone. You flatter me!” Tang Shaoze’s mind conjured images of Zhao Xueqing’s exquisite figure, and he nearly drooled with desire, his spirit soaring with delight.

He secretly resolved that after tonight, whether through cunning schemes, coercion, or bribery—no matter what means necessary—he must have Zhao Xueqing.

“It’s a pity the Wei family has already moved against Jiangbei. Jiang Tian probably doesn’t dare, nor does he have the time, to attend the banquet. If he dared to show up, I’d chop him into pieces!” Bai Choufei said indignantly.

“True, he’s probably off putting out fires.”

“With the revered Master Wei here, how would he dare to come to this inner banquet?” Many of the tycoons shook their heads and sighed, deeply disappointed.

“Who says I don’t dare to come?”

Suddenly, a sound wave rolled in like thunder, shaking the entire villa. It was as if a hurricane had swept through, sending cups and plates flying and tearing a large, valuable landscape painting on the wall to shreds.

Moreover, the source of this voice was approaching rapidly.

When the word “who” was uttered, it seemed to come from several kilometers away, faint and elusive. But by the time the word “come” was spoken, it resonated beside everyone’s ears like a great bell, causing their blood to churn.

It seemed the speaker had already reached the door.

“He’s here!” Everyone stared at each other in astonishment.

With a loud bang, the villa’s main door exploded, pieces of hardened steel flying everywhere.

The door, crafted by a top German security company and capable of withstanding machine gun fire, was shattered as if made of paper by a single punch.

“Who is it?!”

Amid the cries of shock, a young man dressed entirely in white strode boldly through the billowing dust, his hands clasped behind his back.

The young man wore a white T-shirt and white casual pants. His demeanor was ordinary, his height average, his appearance unremarkable.

But his eyes were deep, dark, cold, and ruthless, like a demon king looking down upon them all.

“Jiang Tian!”

“Master Jiang from Jiangbei!”

Everyone exclaimed in panic, at a loss, their faces filled with terror and dread.

Today, they were truly witnessing Jiang Tian’s terrifying power.

The fact that he could smash through a steel door with his bare body alone demonstrated his fearsome strength, worthy of being called a grandmaster!

“Boss, please go upstairs!”

Bodyguards of the wealthy tycoons and young masters drew their pistols, aiming at Jiang Tian while shielding their employers behind them, fully alert.

“My grandfather is here. What is there to fear?”

Wei Peng snorted arrogantly, his cold eyes fixed on Jiang Tian as he said sharply, “Jiang Tian, I truly didn’t expect you to dare to come!”

“Why wouldn’t I dare? This place will soon become my backyard,” Jiang Tian said with calm composure, his white clothes remaining spotless despite the swirling dust.

Throughout the evening, everyone had spoken of Jiang Tian as if he were a god or demon, but some remained skeptical.

“Scum, go to hell!”

Lu Tianlong, a former king of a special forces unit in China who had seen countless battles, refused to believe that such a powerful martial artist existed in the world.

Seeing Jiang Tian approach without pause, he decisively pulled the trigger, firing seven or eight shots aimed at Jiang Tian’s vital points.

“How foolish. Waving around a firestick like that—go home and tend the stove instead,” Jiang Tian said with a tone of disdain, shaking his head disappointedly. His jade-white fingers flicked repeatedly, as if strumming a lute.

Instantly, the high-speed bullets were all deflected back, their velocity matching their initial speed, whistling through the air.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Lu Tianlong and seven or eight other armed experts fell to the ground, blood streaming from their foreheads.

“This… this…” All the wealthy attendees were struck dumb with fear, panicked and at a loss.

They had heard of the power of martial artists, but today was the first time they witnessed it firsthand. He couldn’t even be killed by guns—it was truly terrifying.

“Young Master Wei, this…”

Everyone retreated in chaos, gathering behind Wei Peng like a tightly packed group, looking to him for salvation.

Under normal circumstances, the esteemed Wei Shuofeng would not deign to act.

Countless times when strong enemies attacked, countless crises, it was Young Master Wei who suppressed them with a wave of his hand, saving everyone from peril.

“Jiang Taichu, if you surrender now and beg for mercy on your knees, I might spare your wretched life,” Wei Peng stepped forward, narrowing his eyes as he said coldly:

“You can release true energy externally, which indeed qualifies you as a martial arts grandmaster—a rare achievement. You could serve the Wei family.”

“Haha, asking me to serve the Wei family? It’s more fitting for the Wei family to be my lackeys!” Jiang Tian pressed forward step by step, laughing coldly. “Enough talk. Let’s fight! Show me how utterly worthless the Wei family’s techniques are!”

“Jiang Tian, don’t you dare be so arrogant! Let me test your skills!”

Suddenly, Mo Haoxiong roared, his beard and hair bristling. He threw a punch toward Jiang Tian.

“So what if you killed Hong Tianzhao? Little do you know, I, Mo Haoxiong, have been hiding my true strength all these years. I have long reached the peak of the transformed state!”

“Today, I will kill you and establish my name as the number one martial artist in Lingnan!”

He secretly gloated, his eyes cold. As he threw his punch, his energy condensed into a tiger claw, vibrant and lifelike.

Though faint, it was vivid and substantial, trailing a white stream of energy as it shot toward Jiang Tian’s chest.

“Hmm? Condensing energy into form—the peak of the transformed state? As I thought, such a vast place as Lingnan must have a true grandmaster after all!”

Seeing this, Jiang Tian’s eyes sparkled with excitement. This was the first time he had seen energy condensed into form, which was even more powerful than Hong Tianzhao’s energy weapons.

However, Mo Haoxiong had not formed a complete, spiritual tiger, so its offensive power was somewhat diminished.

Before, Jiang Tian might have been cautious, but now that he had mastered the demon flame energy blade, what did he have to fear?

“However, in my eyes, you’re still trash!”

Arrogant words spilled from Jiang Tian’s mouth. He pointed with two fingers, and the demon flame energy blade materialized.

Whoosh!

The demon flame energy sword stretched three meters long.

Blue flames coiled around it, flickering unpredictably. An intense, dry heat suddenly filled the air, spreading like quicksilver as it slashed toward the tiger claw.

“What? You can condense the five elements? Have you reached the pinnacle of the transformed state?” Mo Haoxiong stared in disbelief.

Condensing and manipulating the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—was ten times more difficult than shaping true energy!

It could only be achieved at the peak of the transformed state. But the elemental energy Jiang Tian condensed was true demon flame, even more powerful than ordinary fire-based energy. How could Mo Haoxiong not be afraid?

Under his shocked gaze, the demon flame energy sword sliced through the tiger claw energy fist as if it were tofu.

Then, the demon flame energy sword swept across like a wildfire. Three Wei family disciples and top tycoons were burned to blackened charcoal before they could even cry out.

The three who died still wore expressions of shock and fear, their mouths wide open, now turned ashen gray, as if frozen into statues by magic.

A second later, a gentle breeze blew, and their completely carbonized bodies crumbled into dust.

“Jiang Taichu, with that one sword strike, I believe you truly have the ability to kill Hong Tianzhao,” Mo Haoxiong swiftly retreated over ten meters, his expression unprecedented solemnity as he said solemnly, “But unfortunately, you’ve met me. Today, I will surely kill you!”

“Heh, killing you is still as easy as slaughtering a dog!”

“Another strike!”

Jiang Tian laughed coldly, raised his right hand, and swung it down.

Whoosh!

A flaming long sword materialized one meter above Mo Haoxiong’s head, descending like a falling mountain.