Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 99

“Jiang Tian, at this point, you’re still talking tough. Don’t you know the saying—never flaunt your wealth? If you have these precious pills, you shouldn’t have shown them off!”

Jiang Lin trembled with rage, shooting Jiang Tian a glare before taking a deep breath and stepping forward, shielding him with righteous fury.

“Hmph! We are descendants of the Jiang family of Jinling! My father is Jiang Yangming, and my grandfather is Jiang Changgeng! If you dare lay a hand on us, think carefully about the consequences!”

Though her tone was fierce, her slightly shaking hands betrayed the fear and tension in her heart.

Watching this, Jiang Tian couldn’t help but chuckle, though a flicker of warmth stirred in his chest.

His cousin had always been sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, with a strong sense of responsibility.

Who would’ve thought that even in the face of such a deadly trap, she’d still have the courage to stand in front of him?

“The Jiang family of Jinling? A mere third-rate mortal family—I could wipe you out with a wave of my hand!”

Tang Qianbian rose to his feet, his face twisted with disdain. “We’ve already investigated. Jiang Tian is nothing but a useless fool who even offended a powerful family in Yanjing. If I kill him, the Jiang family wouldn’t dare seek revenge!”

With a vicious sneer, he threatened, “Jiang Tian, hand over all your pills and the formulas, or I’ll slaughter you like a dog!”

“You? You’re not even close.”**

At this moment, Jiang Tian remained utterly calm. He smirked coldly and turned to Hong Tianzhao. “Master Hong, will you uphold justice for me, or will you collude with them?”

Hong Tianzhao stood tall, looking down at Jiang Tian with icy contempt. “What do you think, Mr. Jiang?”

“You vile snake! Just yesterday, you were calling Jiang Tian ‘brother,’ and today you set up an ambush to kill and rob him!”**

Old Qiu roared with righteous fury.

Tang Linglong also shouted, “You’re a deceitful, two-faced coward with no honor! How dare you call yourself a martial arts grandmaster? You’re a disgrace!”

“Hahaha! Honor? What’s that worth?”**

Hong Tianzhao threw his head back in laughter, his domineering aura sweeping through the hall as he revealed his true nature.

“A man’s only crime is possessing treasure. Yesterday, I opened my doors, inviting him to join the Hong family, but he spat on my goodwill. That sealed his fate!”**

Old Qiu’s face darkened with sorrow.

This was the brutal truth of the martial world—the strong ruled, the weak were guilty, and power dictated everything.

With a thunderous motion, Niu Bowen also stood, grinning viciously. “Master Hong, why waste words? Let’s kill him now and split the spoils—what could be more satisfying?”**

His greedy eyes locked onto Old Qiu’s bag. “I’ll take two Body Tempering Pills!”**

“I want the Energy Nourishment Pills!”**

“The Fire Spirit Pills are mine!”**

In just a few words, the group had divided the loot.

“Jiang Tian, what do we do? Just give them the formulas!”**

Jiang Lin shivered like a kitten, curling behind Jiang Tian in terror, tears streaming down her face as despair consumed her.

The martial artists closed in step by step. In her eyes, she and Jiang Tian were doomed.

Yet Jiang Tian remained utterly composed. He turned and patted her head gently, smiling.

“Cousin, do you see now? This is the true nature of the world—a life-or-death struggle where only one survives. Remember: when they want a fight, you fight. Never back down.”**

With that, he turned back to Hong Tianzhao and Lady Mange, bursting into laughter. “Excellent! This is perfect!”**

His eyes lowered, a faint, excited smirk curling his lips as he murmured to himself:

“Back in the outer realms, I proved my Dao through slaughter, carving a path across billions of light-years. But ever since my rebirth, I’ve been shackled, never able to cut loose and kill freely…”**

His gaze turned icy, murderous intent surging like a tide. “But today, you’ve delivered yourselves to me. How delightful! Thank you!”**

“Hmph! What nonsense are you muttering, brat? Time to die!”**

Tang Qianbian snorted coldly, flicking his wrists. Dozens of throwing knives shot toward Jiang Tian like a storm.

The blades shimmered like a sea of steel, their edges razor-sharp, capable of piercing anything in their path.

“The Tang Sect’s ‘Thirty-Six Forms of Encompassing Flying Blades’!”**

The crowd gasped in awe.

“Using such a supreme technique to kill Jiang Tian? Overkill. Dying under this skill is an honor for him,”** someone sneered inwardly.

The Encompassing Flying Blades were a secret art of the Tang Sect, a pinnacle of hidden weapon techniques. Even a peak inner-force master would be torn apart instantly.

“Qianbian has talent. Though he hasn’t mastered the full power of the Encompassing Blades, this is already terrifying!”**

Hong Tianzhao’s eyes gleamed with approval.

“Haha, it’s started! So Lady Mange was setting a trap! I misjudged her. Jiang Tian’s done for!”**

From the outer perimeter, Chen Bo gloated, thrilled at the turn of events.

Watching Tang Qianbian attack, his face burned with admiration. “Heavens, Tang Qianbian is this strong? Killing Jiang Tian is overkill! Why waste such skill on trash?”**

“Hah! You dare play with blades in front of me?”**

Jiang Tian stood proudly, his lips curling in disdain. In an instant, his jade-white palm swept out.

“Eighteen Immortal Martial Forms—”**

“Dragon-Binding Hand!”**

A massive palm of condensed energy shot forth, like the Buddha’s mountain-crushing strike, seizing the air itself!

“Crack! Crack!”**

A series of crisp snaps rang out as all thirty-six steel throwing knives bent or shattered, clattering to the ground.

“What?!”** Tang Qianbian’s pupils shrank in disbelief.

He kicked off the ground, leaping backward like an eagle taking flight.

The Tang Sect’s hidden weapons were legendary—even a playing card could pierce flesh.

These blades were forged by the Lu Family, infused with rare metals using ancient methods—indestructible, capable of slicing iron like mud.

Yet Jiang Tian had crushed them like paper.

“At the second level of Qi Refining, a single hand can bind a dragon!”**

Jiang Tian smirked, his fingers dancing lightly as if plucking strings.

“I told you—you’re unworthy of wielding blades in my presence. Let me show you what a real blade is!”**

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”**

Countless energy blades shot from Jiang Tian’s fingertips, swift as lightning, weaving through the air toward Tang Qianbian!

Tang Qianbian, as the Tang Sect’s young master, reacted instantly. Kicking off thin air, he executed the “Swallow Skims Water” lightness technique, soaring higher.

But Jiang Tian’s energy blades were faster.

“Thud! Thud!”**

Before Tang Qianbian could evade, the blades pierced his body. Blood sprayed as he crashed to the ground like a dead dog, staining the floor crimson.

After a few spasms, he lay still—dead.

“How… how did he kill Young Master Tang?”**

Niu Bowen and Chen Bo exchanged shocked glances, baffled.

Jiang Tian’s movements had been too subtle, too fast. They hadn’t even seen how Tang Qianbian died.

“Jiang Tian, since when… were you this strong?”**

Jiang Lin’s eyes bulged, her mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a loaf of bread.

With no martial arts training, she’d only seen Jiang Tian wave his hand—and Tang Qianbian’s blades shattered. Another wave, and he was dead.

But Tang Qianbian’s earlier attack had been a dazzling blur, his leap reaching twenty meters in an instant.

Yet Jiang Tian had killed him effortlessly.

Did that mean Jiang Tian was even stronger?

“Damn! Master is this powerful? So domineering!”** Tang Linglong’s eyes sparkled with excitement and reverence.

This was the first time she’d witnessed Jiang Tian’s true martial prowess.

“Condensing Qi into weapons! He’s a Transcendent Master!”**

Hong Tianzhao’s face paled as he realized the truth.

“Rumor has it a martial arts grandmaster emerged in Linzhou… Could it be him?”**

Lady Mange glanced at Old Qiu and Tang Linglong, her pretty face tightening. “No wonder he dared flaunt his wealth and walk into this trap alone. We underestimated him!”**

“Correct!”**

Old Qiu stepped forward, grinning proudly. “You blind fools! This is the Jiangbei Grandmaster—Jiang Taichu!”**

Tang Linglong planted her hands on her hips, basking in borrowed authority. “If you know what’s good for you, scram! Or die!”**

“What? He’s the Jiangbei Grandmaster?”**

Niu Bowen and the others recoiled in shock.

They couldn’t believe it.

The Jiang family was just a third-rate mortal clan, and Jiang Tian was its infamous good-for-nothing.

How had he become a Transcendent Master?

They’d trained for decades, yet the strongest among them had only reached minor inner-force mastery.

But Jiang Tian had surpassed them all.

Regret gnawed at them—if they’d known, they wouldn’t have provoked him.

“Hmph! At best, he’s an early-stage Transcendent Master. He’s inhaled ‘Misty Fragrance’ and drunk ‘Heartbreaker Tea.’ Even a seasoned grandmaster would die here!”**

From behind Lady Mange, a gaunt, robed elder rose slowly, his voice dripping with scorn.

“Divine Farmer Sect’s Inner Elder—Diviner Bo!”**

Old Qiu’s face stiffened in horror.

The elder was withered and thin, but his eyes gleamed with sharp light. A bamboo medicine basket hung on his back, and he held a hoe.

This was Diviner Bo, the Divine Farmer Sect’s chief inner elder—a peak Transcendent Master, surpassed only by a handful like Sect Master Zuo Zimu.

Worse, he was a master of poisons—ruthless, cunning, capable of killing with a single drop. Even grandmasters avoided him.

“The tea we drank was Heartbreaker Tea? And the incense—Misty Fragrance?”** Old Qiu’s voice trembled.

“Indeed! A decade’s worth of refinement—enough to kill even a Divine Realm expert. Wasting it on trash like you is a pity!”**

Diviner Bo sighed regretfully.

“Two poisons… You—you’re despicable!”** Old Qiu’s face twisted in terror.