The bodyguards who had initially captured Jin Youxi were dragged away like dead dogs.
The outcome went without saying.
When Jin Youzhen saw Jin Youxi step out of the hospital room,
all the excuses she had prepared instantly turned into pleas for mercy.
"Grandpa, I was wrong!"
"I’ll never do it again!"
"Please forgive me, Grandpa!"
Jin Youzhen, with her excessive plastic surgery and heavy makeup,
now looked like a complete trainwreck as she burst into tears.
Grandpa Jin coldly stared at his granddaughter, asking the question that had been gnawing at him.
"Why would you go so far as to harm your own cousin?"
Jin Youzhen stammered,
"I—I didn’t mean to!"
"I just wanted to marry the young master of the Park Family!"
"I was trying to secure an alliance for our family—I did it for the family!"
Hearing this, Grandpa Jin was utterly disappointed in his granddaughter.
"Since you’re my granddaughter, I won’t kill you."
Jin Youzhen immediately cried out in relief,
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
"Thank you!"
But the next sentence sent her into despair.
"I’ll only cripple your martial arts, so you can never harm anyone again."
"From now on, you are no longer a member of the Jin Family."
Jin Youzhen, still kneeling, scrambled backward in panic.
"Grandpa! No!"
"Please, spare me!"
Grandpa Jin flicked his wrist lightly.
A surge of energy struck Jin Youzhen’s abdomen.
She let out a bloodcurdling scream,
collapsed from the pain, and passed out on the spot.
At that moment, Jin Youxi’s father jumped in, furious.
"Big Brother! This is the daughter you raised!"
"How could she be so cruel to her own family?"
The Eldest Son of Jin Family turned pale.
Seeing his younger brother seize the opportunity to attack him, he gritted his teeth in anger.
Suddenly, inspiration struck.
"I already disowned Xiuzhen a long time ago!"
"I never considered her my daughter!"
The moment he finished speaking—
SLAP!
Grandpa Jin backhanded him across the room.
The Second Son of Jin Family smirked in satisfaction—
only to be slapped into the wall a second later.
"Useless cowards who only know how to fight among yourselves!"
"How did I end up with such worthless sons?"
With that, he left with Jin Youxi.
As they walked, Grandpa Jin couldn’t help but ask curiously,
"Youxi, what martial arts did you learn in Great Xia?"
The technique Jin Youxi had used to nearly revive herself from death’s door had left him deeply shaken.
He had never heard of such an extraordinary skill before.
He was familiar with the martial arts of Great Xia’s Nine Great Families,
but none of them could compare to what his granddaughter had displayed.
Not only had she survived a fatal injury,
but she had also nearly broken through to the level of a top-tier martial artist in one go.
It was nothing short of unbelievable.
Jin Youxi replied dejectedly,
"I trained in the Buddha’s Palm, an incredibly powerful technique. Once you unblock the Ren and Du meridians, you become a master."
"But mine were destroyed… I’ll never be a master now."
Grandpa Jin’s heart skipped a beat.
Buddha’s Palm!
A technique he had never even heard of before.
Truly, Great Xia lived up to its reputation as the holy land of martial arts!
Its mystical techniques were endless.
Seeing his granddaughter’s sadness,
Grandpa Jin chuckled and reminded her,
"Your Ren and Du meridians aren’t destroyed."
"They’ve already been unblocked."
"Try it and see."
Unblocked?
Jin Youxi stared in disbelief.
"That’s impossible!"
"I only opened six acupoints before!"
"And then they were ruined—"
Mid-sentence, she froze.
A surge of immense power flooded her body.
The overwhelming strength she felt now was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
She instinctively raised her hand and pushed forward.
A golden light erupted from her palm.
A massive phantom hand shot forth—
BOOM!
The hospital courtyard wall crumbled instantly,
leaving behind a five-meter-wide palm imprint.
The two of them had just reached the parking lot when the commotion startled the hospital security.
The guards rushed over—
But the moment they saw Grandpa Jin,
they immediately turned around and pretended they hadn’t seen a thing.
Jin Youxi stared at her delicate, fair hand in shock.
"I-It’s real…" she whispered.
"What my dream master said was true!"
"I really did master the Buddha’s Palm!"
Excited, she swung her hand a few more times.
The hospital walls suffered greatly.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
An entire section collapsed,
leaving behind five or six massive palm-shaped holes—
one of them even forming a "peace sign."
Grandpa Jin was stunned.
Even with such casual movements,
her strikes carried terrifying power.
This palm technique’s rank was definitely on par with—if not surpassing—Iron Sand Palm.
But what shocked him even more was something else.
His granddaughter didn’t seem to need to channel her energy deliberately.
"Youxi, when you use your techniques… do you not need to circulate your martial energy?"
Jin Youxi blinked blankly and shook her head.
"It just… happens when I wave my hand."
As if to demonstrate, she flicked her wrist—
CRUNCH!
A nearby car was instantly flattened.
Grandpa Jin hurriedly stopped her.
"No more waving! Let’s test this at home!"
Jin Youxi nodded eagerly.
Grandpa Jin’s mind raced.
Not needing to consciously activate martial energy…
What kind of realm is this?
As a Martial Venerable himself,
he had mastered Iron Sand Palm to perfection—
yet even he couldn’t strike without preparation.
Did that mean his granddaughter’s level surpassed his?
Had she reached the Pinnacle Realm?
But even then, he had never heard of Pinnacle experts not needing to circulate their energy.
Unless…
Unity of Heaven and Man?
No…
That’s impossible!
He quickly dismissed the absurd thought.
Jin Youxi borrowed a phone from Grandpa Jin’s assistant and logged into her messaging app.
She immediately shared the good news with Liu Weiwei.
"Weiwei! I mastered the Buddha’s Palm!"
"Look at what I did!"
Click! Click! Click!
She snapped photos of her "handiwork."
Liu Weiwei replied quickly.
"Youxi, what happened??"
"Did you get into a fight?"
Jin Youxi awkwardly typed back,
"I just… lost control and accidentally broke some stuff."
Liu Weiwei:
"……"
Next, Jin Youxi excitedly sent the news to her master, Chen Feng.
But as she typed, tears suddenly welled up.
Grandpa Jin was confused.
"Youxi, what’s wrong?"
"Tell Grandpa what’s upsetting you."
Jin Youxi sniffled, staring at Chen Feng’s profile picture.
"I finally mastered the Buddha’s Palm… but my master will never see it."
Grandpa Jin glanced at her phone.
His understanding of Great Xia’s language was excellent—
but the nickname Jin Youxi had given Chen Feng gave him pause.
[Youxi’s Precious Little Treasure.]
Is this… how Great Xia disciples address their masters now?
When Grandpa Jin saw Jin Youxi’s nickname, he was utterly speechless.
【Master’s Sweet Little Darling.】
These master and disciple sure are affectionate!
After the grandfather and granddaughter got into the car,
the others followed suit and came downstairs one after another.
Jin Youzhen was admitted to the hospital—her life was effectively ruined.
When the Jin family members reached the parking lot downstairs, the scene made them think a fight had just broken out.
Jin Youxi’s brother walked up to his car
and was instantly stunned.
He immediately roared:
“Damn it! Who the hell did this?”
“Daring to mess with the Jin family’s car in the capital? You’ve got a death wish!”
“Hey, you useless security guard! Get over here!”
“Tell me who did this, or I’ll skin the bastard alive today!”
The security guard quickly rushed over.
Hearing the man claim to be from the Jin family,
he immediately lowered his voice and warned:
“Uh… I think it was Grandpa Jin who flattened this car.”
Jin Youxi’s brother instantly shut up.
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