"You... you..."
Cousin Jiang was extremely angry, and the consequences were quite severe!
Jiang Ruoxu unleashed all his power, with his inner force surging wildly, reaching the level of a Transform Force expert... someone who has mastered the manipulation of qi to the point where they can even injure others from a distance using their inner force.
Proud Jiang Ruoxu had never been pushed to such a state by anyone before.
The force in his hands grew increasingly sharp, and his punches seemed capable of turning into lethal blades.
Yet, despite such fierce attacks, he couldn't even touch a single thread of Jiang Che's clothing.
Jiang Che had a footwork technique.
Earlier, while pranking Lin Yu, he had stolen that guy's cave fortune, taking the spatial jade pendant and the footwork manual "Footsteps of Snow Without a Trace."
Now... this technique was coming in handy!
"Footsteps of Snow Without a Trace" was indeed powerful, even among the best in the field of light techniques. No wonder Lin Xiaotian had placed it in the cave realm. Unfortunately, Lin Yu's entire fortune was snatched away by Jiang Che first.
"Swoosh!!"
A vigorous fist wind howled as it approached, and the qi in the space vibrated. Jiang Ruoxu was truly enraged, as his impression of Jiang Che had always been that of a worthless playboy, and now suddenly being told that the person he looked down upon was even stronger than him!
This instilled a fierce competitive spirit in him!
Around them, other members of the Jiang family also began to comment, as the Jiang family was a martial arts family, with almost everyone in the family practicing martial arts, and even the servants started at the level of hidden force.
"This... could Young Master really be losing his temper?"
"Is this really a Transform Force middle-level cultivation? I feel like Young Master Ruoxu's aura is scarier than many Transform Force late-level experts!"
"Our Young Master of the Jiang family has the potential to become a Grandmaster; he's definitely going to be a future Grandmaster!"
"Young Master Jiang Che is also quite impressive. Our Jiang family really has a lot of talents! Once these two young masters grow up and take the reins, who can stop our Jiang family from rising?"
Hearing the praise from those around him, Jiang Ruoxu's mouth unconsciously twisted up in a smirk.
"Bang——"
His smirk had barely formed when Jiang Che's fist, as big as a sandbag, landed squarely on his face, leaving no room for mercy!
He didn't even get the chance to smirk.
"I hate people who smirk. I absolutely hate it!"
Jiang Che shook his wrist, looking disdainfully at the young man who had been put down with just one punch.
"You... you actually dare to hit my face? My mom has never even hit my face!"
The little kid was furious!
Jiang Ruoxu was just a little brat who hadn't even grown all his hair yet. As a genius, he had always been the one to dish out the beatings, and no one had ever dared to hit him before.
“Oh, oh, oh? Mad, are we?”
When it comes to messing with people's minds, Jiang Che was a master!
Jiang Ruoxu, being a pampered prodigy, had probably never been disciplined by his parents, so as his elder cousin, it was my duty to teach this little brat a lesson.
"You—how dare you bully me?"
Jiang Ruoxu surged forward again, throwing punches at Jiang Che.
But clearly... his punches couldn't inflict any damage on Jiang Che.
Not even touching his clothes, Jiang Che simply dodged with a flash, disappearing from Jiang Ruoxu's sight, his speed was too fast!
At this moment, everyone else's eyes were glued to the scene.
This footwork... it was something indeed, and it wasn't from the Jiang family's own techniques!
Jiang Yunhuang nodded slightly, remaining calm... but the smile on his lips was impossible to suppress. Whether his grandsons won or lost, he would still gain face.
Ahem... my grandson has a master behind him, and this technique was taught to him by that master.
Jiang Yunhuang's words left the other families bewildered.
Master?
Who could be referred to as a master by Jiang Yunhuang...?
You must know that this martial arts supremo's cultivation was at the peak of Heavenly Force, one of the top ancient martial arts experts in all of Dragon Country. Being called a master by him... could it be that mythical figure above Heavenly Force?
But how could that be possible...?
Jiang Yunhuang smiled mysteriously, "This is my grandson's own fortune, but let me warn you, don't go disturbing him... angering me would result in just exterminating someone's entire family, but if you provoke the one behind Che Er, you'd be begging for death."
Using a tiger skin to make a banner!
Although all of this was deduced by Jiang Yunhuang, he was certain... there was definitely a super powerful figure standing behind his grandson!
A being even he had to respect, one that had likely transcended the limitations of the mundane world.
"Sss——"
The representatives from other families exchanged glances, their eyes full of disbelief!
This was practically an indirect acknowledgement of... the existence of that so-called divine martial arts expert?
And at that moment, Lin Chun, leaning on a cane, walked out.
Her eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed at Jiang Che on the martial arts platform.
"Footsteps of Snow Without a Trace, this is the top light technique 'Footsteps of Snow Without a Trace,' rumored to be lost... but unexpectedly, it has reappeared?"
Jiang Yunhuang's gaze shifted to Lin Chun. He naturally believed in what his lifelong wife said, as she came from a mysterious martial arts sect and had a far better eye than he did as a rough man.
Even a lost top-tier light technique like this exists, it seems Che'er truly met a master from the world beyond, and perhaps the world is so big... that even Grandmasters are not the limit of martial arts. The legend of the all-encompassing, martial arts divine expert might actually exist.
Lin Chun's words effectively confirmed the news that there was a bigshot behind Jiang Che!
......
At this moment, on the martial arts platform!
Little Jiang Ruoxu was on the verge of breaking down. He had been toyed with by Jiang Che for over ten minutes.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even touch Jiang Che.
What Jiang Che said earlier was absolutely correct; he couldn't even touch a corner of Jiang Che's clothes.
"I won't accept this!!"
Jiang Ruoxu was raging impotently, especially hearing the discussions around him, which made him even more embarrassed.
Trying to show off and failing... was so awkward that he could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.
"Alright, alright, stop raging impotently."
Jiang Che stretched his muscles, revealing a maniacal smile.
Jiang Ruoxu's martial arts spirit had already been shattered by him, and now it was time to give him a good beating to completely subjugate him!
"Hehehe——"
Jiang Ruoxu, seeing Jiang Che stop dodging and even turn toward him, couldn't help but shudder.
Especially when he saw Jiang Che's maniacal smirk, a chilling sensation ran down his spine.
"You..."
"Bang!!!" Jiang Che grabbed him and started pummeling him without hesitation!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
