Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 146

Zhao Wuji shook Jiang Tian’s hand with feigned enthusiasm and teased, “So, things didn’t work out for you? I saw you came back in a Chevrolet, right? That piece of junk only costs around a hundred thousand. So shabby! It doesn’t suit your status at all. Even my nanny drives a better car than you!”

He ostentatiously slapped his Mercedes key onto the table, pulled up a chair, and sat down beside them with a laugh. “I’ve got an Audi A8, only 40,000 kilometers on it. I stopped driving it because it’s too low-end for me now. Want me to let you have it?”

“You’re giving it to me for free? Absolutely, I’ll take it!” Jiang Tian smiled, not bothering to take the bait.

Zhao Wuji hadn’t expected Jiang Tian to brush off his taunts so easily and even try to get the car from him. He gave an awkward laugh. “Not for free, I’m selling it to you!”

“Sorry, I don’t buy second-hand goods.” Jiang Tian replied indifferently, his gaze briefly sweeping over the girl behind Zhao Wuji. She looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn’t quite place her.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji’s face stiffened, his expression turning ugly.

The girl, however, instantly flew into a rage. She pointed a finger at Jiang Tian and scolded, “Jiang Tian! Who are you calling ‘second-hand goods’? You have no idea how much trouble you’re in! Do you still think you’re that high-and-mighty young master? You were kicked out of your family! How dare you act all cocky in front of me!”

She puffed up with pride, looking down her nose at him. “My father has been transferred to the Jinling Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection now. One word from him, and your father is finished! You’ve offended me, and you think you’ll get away with it? Just you wait, you’re dead!”

With that, she stomped out on her high heels.

Zhao Wuji followed her out, but not before turning back to give a sinister chuckle. “Jiang Tian, don’t say I didn’t warn you. You’ve really done it this time.”

“Is she insane? What did I even do to her?” Jiang Tian looked completely baffled.

“Jiang Tian, stop joking around. Don’t you remember? Tang Jialin’s… ‘first time’… was taken by you!” Zhen Shuai muttered under his breath, struggling to hold back a laugh.

“Ah! So that’s who she is!” Upon hearing this, Jiang Tian was momentarily stunned, then couldn’t help but let out a wry laugh.

When Jiang Tian was in elementary school, Zhang Wanqing had relocated the Medicine King Group headquarters to Jinling and moved away herself.

Jiang Tian had stayed behind in Qixia County with his father. But his father was swamped with work—who had time to keep an eye on him? Left unsupervised, Jiang Tian quickly became a little troublemaker, frequently skipping classes, getting into fights, and starting to “date” early in middle school.

That early “girlfriend” was Tang Jialin. Back then, they had just kissed, but Tang Jialin believed she had lost her virginity to him. She told a few close friends, and word eventually spread throughout the entire circle of second-generation kids in Qixia County.

In fact, the huge, county-wide fight between Jiang Tian and Zhao Wuji in high school had also been over Tang Jialin.

Even years later, when Jiang Tian was in university and the incident was long past, classmates still referred to him at reunions as the guy who “took Tang Jialin’s virginity.”

Given that context, and Jiang Tian’s comment being made right in front of her current boyfriend, it was no wonder she overinterpreted it and flew off the handle.

However, Jiang Tian didn’t dwell on the matter and continued chatting and catching up with his two brothers.

They drank until 11 p.m., only wrapping up when the restaurant was about to close.

Full of food and drink, they drove home.

Shen Mange suddenly glanced in the rearview mirror and smiled. “How interesting. Those two cars have been following us.”

“Hmm, it’s Fatty Zhao and Tang Jialin. They’ve brought seven or eight thugs with them too…” Jiang Tian had already noticed. He smiled faintly and said, “Just drive towards Wu Mountain. Let’s have some fun with them.”

“Master, they’re just ordinary people. Isn’t it… inappropriate to deal with them so harshly?” Shen Mange hesitated for a moment, then added softly, “Besides, the mistress is here watching too…”

“You’re mistaken. They aren’t the target. There’s another car following us.” Jiang Tian let out a soft sigh. “There are some truly skilled fighters in that car.”

“Alright then!” Only then did Shen Mange notice the minivan following at a distance. She nodded, adjusted the GPS navigation, and headed towards Wu Mountain in the northern suburbs.

In the Mercedes following behind.

Tang Jialin’s furious gaze seemed capable of piercing through the Chevrolet ahead and burning Jiang Tian to a crisp. She fumed, “Why don’t we just have my dad investigate his dad? Wouldn’t beating him up be letting him off too easy?”

“Lingling, we can’t go that far. That would be cutting off someone’s livelihood.” Zhao Wuji chuckled. “We all came from the same place, after all. No need to drive them to ruin. Let’s just vent our anger a little.”

“We have to break one of his legs at least! Anyway, nobody in the Jiang family cares about him anymore now. He’s unloved and unwanted!” Tang Jialin waved her small fists in the air, beside herself with rage.

“Don’t worry. These guys I brought are very well-connected here in Qixia. Just wait, Jiang Tian will definitely be kneeling and begging for your forgiveness!” Zhao Wuji lit up a soft- pack Zhonghua cigarette, a smug smile spreading across his face.

…

At the dead end of the Wu Mountain road, the path ahead was cut off. The place was remote, practically wilderness.

Shen Mange stopped the car, and Jiang Tian got out.

Tang Jialin jumped out of her car and, surrounded by several burly men, strutted arrogantly up to Jiang Tian. She pointed a finger in his face and yelled, “Jiang Tian, get on your knees and apologize to me! Otherwise, I’ll make sure you die!”

“Don’t be foolish. Some real experts are about to arrive. I wouldn’t want you to get scared when I start killing people.” Jiang Tian waved a dismissive hand and laughed.

“Experts arriving? You’re going to kill someone?” Tang Jialin was momentarily taken aback, then her face twisted with scorn. “Are you boasting, or have you just lost your mind from fear?”

In her view, Jiang Tian was just a fallen playboy, a worthless loser she could push around. Killing someone… was that something to joke about? That meant serious jail time. Would Jiang Tian even dare?

Coming from an ordinary cadre family, Tang Jialin shared a common mindset. She could believe Jiang Tian got into fights, but she absolutely didn’t believe his words about killing.

“Ling, no need to waste words on him. Let me sever his Achilles tendon!” one of the thugs growled, brandishing a sharp ox-ear dagger.

Just then, Jiang Tian looked coldly towards the dense forest on the mountainside. “You’ve been following us the whole way. Aren’t you tired? Come out already. I need to deal with you quickly and get back to sleep with my wife.”

“Where is anyone?”
“He’s lost it!”
“Bluffing. Let’s just finish him off!”

The group glanced at the forest but saw nothing unusual. They then pointed at Jiang Tian, hurling scornful insults.

“Grandmaster Jiang, your perception is indeed formidable. This old man is coming out now!”

Suddenly, a chilling aura swept over them. Several figures emerged slowly from the dense forest.

The leader was a thin, dark-skinned man around fifty years old. He wore loose-fitting yellow monastic robes and simple hemp shoes on his bony feet. In one hand, he held an alms bowl; in the other, a dark, heavy-looking staff.

Had any skilled Chinese practitioners of esoteric arts been present, they would have gasped in recognition and fear.

The number one evil monk of Southeast Asia, Khonta Basong.

His esoteric arts had reached the initial stage of mastery. He specialized in dark methods like nurturing ghosts and casting gu curses, capable of killing people from miles away using curse techniques. Exceptionally terrifying.

Another man was bare-chested, his muscles bulging in thick knots. His skin had a strange, metallic sheen, as if carved from metal. His sturdy arms were wrapped with hemp rope, and his fierce tiger-like eyes blazed with intensity.

His gaze was sinister, like a demon’s. He was unusually tall and exuded a savage, domineering aura, like a tiger unleashed, making him unforgettable and unsettling to look at.

Had any martial arts experts been present, their hearts would have trembled. This man was a master of ancient Muay Thai, Meng Kong. He had once dominated the underground boxing rings across Southeast Asia, undefeated. His strength was comparable to a Chinese Grandmaster of external martial arts.

Additionally, there was a young man dressed in casual clothes, a treasured sword strapped to his back. He had an ethereal, relaxed demeanor. This was Fantian, the head disciple of Wang Chongyan, the number one martial artist of Singapore.

Jiang Tian didn’t recognize these three, but he recognized the woman behind them. He clasped his hands behind his back and sneered.

“Guo Lili, why are you following me? All the way from Linzhou to Jinling, no less. You’re not… falling for me, are you?” His face was full of contempt. “Don’t get your hopes up. It’s pointless. You’re too ugly, and your temper is terrible. You can’t even compare to my wife.”

“Hmph! How could I possibly fall for a savage like you!” Just the sight of Jiang Tian made Guo Lili’s teeth itch with hatred. Now, hearing him tease her, her anger flared even hotter, making her tremble all over.

Her pretty face turned cold, and she ground her fine, silvery teeth. “I told you before, I’m not someone you can afford to offend! But at White Ape Valley, you repeatedly disrespected me and even dared to hit me! Today is your day of reckoning!”

She lifted her chin triumphantly. “Brat, hand over those Life Crystals now! Otherwise, I’ll kill you!”

“Trying to rob me openly? Go ahead and try. I’ll just slap you all to death!” Jiang Tian spat on his palms twice and grinned mischievously.

Khonta Basong said calmly, “Benefactor Jiang, heaven values the preservation of life. Why must you be so unrelenting? The head of the Guo family is gravely ill. Only the Life Crystals can save him. If you give Miss Guo a portion, you will be handsomely rewarded. Otherwise…”

“Otherwise what?” Jiang Tian asked with a faint smile.

“As you can see, the three top experts of the Singapore Association are all here. Killing you would be as easy as killing a dog,” Khonta Basong said with a sinister grin.

“China is a society governed by law! We have police here! What’s all this talk of killing and setting fires? Where do you think you are? His father is the deputy county magistrate here! My father is the deputy director of the Cadre Management Office in the Jinling Commission for Discipline Inspection! One call from either of us, and the police will come arrest you all!”

Seeing this sudden group of people interrupting her plan to teach Jiang Tian a lesson—and especially seeing that Guo Lili was more fashionable and beautiful than her—Tang Jialin instantly became furious. She pointed at Guo Lili and yelled:

“Where did you come from, you wild girl? How dare you run amok here in our Qixia County! Get lost, now!”

“Haha, how ridiculous!” Guo Lili nearly laughed herself sick. She said disdainfully, “A petty deputy county magistrate? A deputy division director? They’re nothing! Do you have any idea that even the mayor and party secretary of Jinling have to bow and scrape when they meet someone from my Guo family!”

Tang Jialin was used to throwing her weight around in Jinling and Qixia County. How could she tolerate this kind of attitude? She waved her hand impatiently. “Wu Lin, attack!”

Wu Lin was the guy with the ox-ear dagger, Zhao Wuji’s top enforcer, usually quite formidable in a fight.

Hearing his mistress’s order, he immediately started advancing towards Guo Lili, pointing the dagger at her and cursing. “You little bitch! Are you going to get lost or not? Don’t interrupt our business! If you keep dawdling here, we’ll gang-rape you first, then slash up your pretty face!”

“Insolent!”

Meng Kong’s eyes flashed with ferocity. He sprang forward in a swift dash and brought his palm down hard on Wu Lin’s head.

BANG!

In that instant, bursts of blood mist filled the air, assailing everyone’s nostrils.

All they saw was Wu Lin’s head explode like an overripe watermelon.