Chapter 7

Sure enough, after a meal, when he arrived at the mountain gate, a group of people rushed out from the ancestral land. However, what surprised Sun Ang was that the leader was not Sun Ji, but another person, Sun Hai.

Sun Hai had a fierce look on his face, standing with his hands on his hips in front of the mountain gate, gritting his teeth and cursing, "You coward, you still have the nerve to come back!"

Behind him, the other lackeys also began to curse, "I've seen many useless people, but I've never seen someone as shameless as you!"

"Chicken-hearted scoundrel! What good is it to come back now? We will beat you up just the same!"

Sun Ang sat on his horse, looking down at Sun Hai with disdain and said, "Why did you, this dog, come out? Where is Sun Ji?"

"Spit! Overestimating yourself, a useless person like you doesn't even need our Young Master Ji to come out. I can beat you so badly that even your parents won't recognize you!"

After Sun Ji entered the ancestral land, he gathered a group of people to cheer for him. Sun Hai was the strongest among them, already having the cultivation of the Fifth Pulse.

Usually, if Sun Ji was not around, these lackeys were led by Sun Hai.

In fact, every time Sun Ji bullied Sun Ang in the past, he didn't need to do it himself; it was always Sun Hai who did it, and it was enough to beat Sun Ang to the point of spitting blood and being bedridden for several days.

Sun Ang looked at him, temporarily suppressing his anger, and said calmly, "Call Sun Ji out."

"Our leader is in seclusion, breaking through to the Seventh Pulse. Rest assured, in at most seven days, he will successfully come out of seclusion. At that time, among the ordinary descendants in the ancestral land, no more than three people will be able to surpass our leader, hahaha!"

"Why are you telling this to this waste of space? Get rid of him first, so our leader won't blame us for being ineffective, unable to deal with a mere Sun Ang."

Sun Hai sneered and took a big step forward. He had already mobilized his full elemental energy, and a spiritual light rose from his arms like mist.

In his eyes, Sun Ang was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

A few days ago, news came from the Anhui Sun family that Sun Ang had already reached the Fifth Pulse. However, Sun Hai estimated that he was at most in the early stage of the Fifth Pulse. Sun Hai had been at the Fifth Pulse for a month and was now in the middle stage. Defeating Sun Ang might take some effort, but he could definitely beat him to the ground.

Defeating Sun Ang was a feeling he was very familiar with. He had done it countless times before, and he still believed he could do it now.

"Die!" Sun Hai roared, and with the power of the Fifth Pulse, he had initially grasped the momentum of the Fire Ox Cannon Fist. After punching, a faint shadow of a sky-splitting fire ox appeared behind him, and a layer of faint firelight enveloped his fist.

This punch was accompanied by a faint sound of wind and fire.

The other lackeys immediately cheered, "Brother Hai is so awesome!"

"Kill him with one punch. Keeping this waste of space in the ancestral land is a disgrace to our Sun family!"

"He's doomed. That kid will be bedridden for half a month again, hahaha!"

Facing this punch, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Sun Ang's mouth. This punch might be considered good among ordinary descendants, but to Sun Ang, it was nothing special.

The momentum of the punch was still too loose, and the coordination between elemental energy and the fist technique was far from perfect. In short, it was full of flaws.

He stood still, waiting until the punch was about to hit him, and Sun Hai's eyes were already filled with the pride of a victor. Then he suddenly raised his hand.

Slap!

Sun Hai's fist was easily caught by him. This move was so natural, without any trace of force. It was as if Sun Hai and he were good friends, and Sun Hai had willingly put his fist into his hand.

Puff, the firelight on the fist disappeared, and the shadow of the punch behind Sun Hai also shattered. The lackeys, who had been shouting and jumping around, suddenly fell silent.

They were shocked to see Sun Ang easily grab Sun Hai's fist—this was their strongest, a punch from the middle stage of the Fifth Pulse!

Sun Ang looked at the surprise spreading across Sun Hai's face, then suddenly showed a "friendly" smile and exerted force with his hand.

Crack!

Sun Hai's entire fist was crushed.

"Ahh—" He let out a terrifying scream, and the lackeys clearly saw Sun Ang smiling as he crushed Sun Hai's fist into a mass of flesh, making them feel a chill down their spines. That smile in their eyes was like the smile of a demon!

Even the most terrifying demons seemed not as scary as this.

Something was gradually affecting Sun Ang more and more!

And that demon-like smile had not ended. He continued to smile and took a step forward, lightly tapping Sun Hai's shoulder.

A burst of elemental energy light erupted, and another crack was heard. Sun Hai's shoulder bones were all shattered.

Then his hand moved down and lightly pressed on his thigh.

Crack!

The third bone-breaking sound rang out, and Sun Hai was already in so much pain that he was drenched in sweat and collapsed in a heap.

His already crushed fist was still held in Sun Ang's other hand. At this moment, Sun Hai no longer had the arrogance of beating Sun Ang before. He was like a pitiful slug, being casually thrown aside by Sun Ang.

"Sixth Pulse!" Someone drew a sharp breath, finally realizing Sun Ang's realm.

In just over ten days, Sun Ang had soared from the Third Pulse to the Sixth Pulse, a speed that was unparalleled in the ancestral land!

"Scram!" Sun Ang coldly shouted.

The lackeys were terrified. Was this waste of space really so powerful now? Even more frightening was, why did his eyes look so sharp like a weapon? His smile was so terrifying!

It was hard to imagine that the former coward had turned into such a terrifying person.

They felt their limbs go weak, picked up Sun Hai, and ran away quickly. After running for hundreds of feet, Sun Hai shouted in frustration, "Sun Ang, you wait! Our leader will come out of seclusion in seven days, and with the Seventh Pulse, he will definitely beat you to the ground and make you beg at our feet! You wait, you wait..."

A cold light flashed in Sun Ang's eyes. Sun Ji, huh? When he comes out of seclusion, I won't let him off either!

He mounted his horse and entered the ancestral land.

The disciples on the lookout towers watched him with a mixture of awe and respect, and no one dared to stop him.

Sun Ang suddenly felt something and turned his head. Not far away, in a pavilion, a middle-aged man in a mentor's robe stood with his hands behind his back, clearly having witnessed everything that had just happened.

"Sun Yuanlin?" He felt a bit puzzled in his heart.

There were four mentors responsible for teaching the ordinary descendants in the ancestral land, and Sun Yuanlin was one of them. However, Sun Yuanlin had always favored Sun Ji.

He had just beaten Sun Hai, and although it was outside the mountain gate of the ancestral land, if Sun Yuanlin wanted to cause trouble, it would be difficult to handle. He felt a bit troubled.

Sun Yuanlin had already walked over with his hands behind his back, and Sun Ang dismounted to show respect to his senior, bowing slightly, "Uncle Lin."

Sun Yuanlin waved his hand lightly, "No need for formalities."

He scrutinized Sun Ang for a moment and nodded in satisfaction, "To be able to break through to the Sixth Pulse in half a month, this generation of descendants finally has another useful material. Very good, I can add another mark to my merit book. Rest assured, you will get what you deserve."

Sun Ang looked at his wolf-like eyes and felt no warmth in his heart, "I understand!"

The mentors in the ancestral land were all strong members of the Sun family. Before entering the ancestral land, they had already been brainwashed by the family. The existence of the ancestral land was to cultivate the most outstanding talents for the family.

Sun Ang's breakthrough to the Sixth Pulse proved that he was of value to the family, so Sun Yuanlin's attitude had changed greatly, treating him "fairly."

Otherwise, Sun Yuanlin wouldn't care whether he lived or died. The family rules were only used to constrain the weak.

Sun Yuanlin nodded and said meaningfully, "Don't disappoint me, or the next time such a situation arises, the family rules might constrain you."

Sun Ang nodded stiffly, "Rest assured!"

Sun Yuanlin walked away with his hands behind his back, and Sun Ang returned to his residence in the ancestral land.

The ancestral land encouraged competition, which was evident everywhere.

For example, his residence. Since Sun Ang was at the bottom of the rankings, he lived in the smallest and most dilapidated courtyard in the ancestral land.

The two wooden doors were already very broken, having been kicked in by Sun Ji and his gang in the past.

However, today, as soon as he arrived at the door, four disciples quickly came over and respectfully said, "Young Master Ang, Uncle Lin has told us that Yellow No. 9 Courtyard has been vacated. You can move in immediately, and we will help you move."

Sun Ang was taken aback, not expecting the ancestral land to react so quickly.

But this was also expected. With the rise of many strong members within the human race and the intense competition among multiple countries, and the strong pressure from the demon race externally, the level of martial cultivation had become the only standard for evaluating a person.

In this regard, it was similar to how income became the only standard for evaluating a person in the commodity society of Sun Ang's previous life.

Now that he had the cultivation of the Sixth Pulse, he was already a very powerful existence among the ordinary descendants in the ancestral land. Therefore, Sun Yuanlin unhesitatingly arranged for him to move into a Yellow No. 9 Courtyard.

In the ancestral land, besides ordinary courtyards, there were also four higher-level courtyards: Heaven, Earth, Mystery, and Yellow. The Yellow courtyards were specifically prepared for outstanding ordinary descendants, while the higher three levels were for True Martial descendants.

His strength was now firmly in the top five among the ordinary descendants.

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