Chapter 29

In front of a shrine whose features were no longer distinguishable, Chen Zhenghua sat cross-legged.

In front of him was a jade box and a jade cup.

The jade box contained the Jade Dragon Pill, and the jade cup was filled with deer blood that still emitted a faint warmth.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zhenghua opened the jade box, and the blood shadow inside the Jade Dragon Pill seemed even more lively.

"One million taels of gold, truly expensive. I hope it can really be as effective as they say, equivalent to ten years of hard cultivation!" Chen Zhenghua muttered to himself, looking at the Jade Dragon Pill.

Although it was an old temple, Chen Zhenghua was not worried. Dozens of skilled Chen family members had already surrounded the area, forming an impregnable wall. Not even a fly could escape.

"Is it really that good?" A faint voice sounded, somewhat out of place in the quiet temple.

Chen Zhenghua had just said "of course" when he suddenly woke up. He stood up abruptly and shouted, "Who?"

"It's me!" The voice answered directly.

A young man, not very tall but with a clear face, had already appeared in front of Chen Zhenghua.

Chen Zhenghua was not unfamiliar with this person.

He was more surprised and disbelieving: "Fang Ling?"

"It's me!" Fang Ling looked at Chen Zhenghua, a thin smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Looking at Fang Ling, Chen Zhenghua felt a sense of unease. However, he quickly calmed down: "Why are you here? What about my subordinates outside..."

"I came here for one thing, and that is to kill you!" Fang Ling's voice was not loud, but it was filled with determination!

Chen Zhenghua laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke: "Just you? You want to kill me!"

But his laughter stopped halfway.

The temple was not large, and with his laughter, the guards should have come over long ago, not to mention that among them was Dong Heng, an expert in stealth.

"What have you done to my subordinates?" Chen Zhenghua pointed at Fang Ling, his face twisted with a grimace.

Fang Ling did not answer but looked at Chen Zhenghua coldly.

Under Fang Ling's gaze, Chen Zhenghua felt a chill in his heart. Fang Ling had always been like a worm to him, a worm that made him uncomfortable.

So he wanted to get rid of this worm!

He never thought he would end up in this situation.

He was the eldest son of the Chen family, while Fang Ling was just a worm who had gotten lucky and attached himself to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He had always been the one to control Fang Ling, and he never thought Fang Ling would do anything to him.

He even thought Fang Ling would not dare to do anything to him.

But now, Fang Ling wanted to kill him.

Chen Zhenghua tried to calm himself down.

As a candidate for the head of the Chen family, Chen Zhenghua was not just proud; he also had a brain. With Fang Ling's cultivation, he could not have silently killed all his subordinates.

And with the speed at which those people killed his subordinates, he was no match for them.

Therefore, the wisest choice for him now was to buy time, and ideally, to capture Fang Ling and escape.

"Fang Ling, you beat three hundred disciples of the Tiger Martial Hall, and many say you are unmatched below the fourth level. Since you dare to say you will kill me, let's have a match. I will suppress my cultivation to the fourth level of Qi Practice, and let's see if you have the ability to kill me!"

As he spoke, Chen Zhenghua suddenly took a deep breath, suppressing his cultivation to the fourth level of Qi Practice, and continued, "You wouldn't dare, would you?"

A strange smile appeared on Fang Ling's face.

"Fine, let's do it your way!"

Chen Zhenghua was delighted, thinking that Fang Ling, being young, could not resist his provocation. This was his only chance for survival, and he had to capture Fang Ling!

His mind raced, and he filled his body with the Chen family's ancestral Qinglong Strength, leaping up: "Take this!"

"Qinglong Claw!"

Chen Zhenghua used his ultimate move right from the start, aiming to capture Fang Ling as quickly as possible!

Fang Ling did not move!

This made Chen Zhenghua even more delighted!

His move, Qinglong Claw, was harder to dodge the closer the distance!

And as long as he got within three feet, even someone one level higher than him would find it hard to dodge, let alone Fang Ling, who was at the same level.

Boy, you will pay for your arrogance!

This thought flashed through Chen Zhenghua's mind, and a smile appeared on his face.

Three feet, two feet...

Just as Chen Zhenghua thought he could grab Fang Ling with a stretch of his hand, Fang Ling smiled.

What's going on? Why can't I move!

Chen Zhenghua ignored Fang Ling's smile; he wanted to grab Fang Ling.

But just as he thought he could succeed with a stretch of his hand, he suddenly realized he could not move at all!

A black short knife flashed like lightning.

The knife passed silently, and Chen Zhenghua's head fell off.

Fang Ling looked at the disbelief in Chen Zhenghua's wide-open eyes and sneered, "It was you who wanted a one-on-one fight. In fact, I didn't need your provocation; we were already fighting one-on-one."

"After all, I came alone."

After saying this, Fang Ling's mind raced, and the Xijiao Dust Map unfolded, directly storing Chen Zhenghua's body inside.

If Chen Zhenghua could still see, he would have noticed that lying next to him were the terrified bodies of Dong Heng and the other guards.

Picking up the jade box containing the Jade Dragon Pill, Fang Ling was delighted. In recent days, he had put a lot of effort into studying alchemy, and the Jade Dragon Pill was one of the pills he wanted to refine.

However, it was a pity that the main ingredient, a drop of blood from a dragon at the Transformation stage or higher, was something he could not obtain at his current level.

With this Jade Dragon Pill, his cultivation could advance further.

This place was not safe to stay, and Fang Ling's mind raced as he sped toward Dinging City like lightning.

On the way, Fang Ling's mind raced, and he felt an incredible sense of satisfaction.

This time, killing Chen Zhenghua was not a spur of the moment decision but a premeditated plan. Although the Chen family had not made any moves, Fang Ling would not allow Chen Zhenghua to be like a venomous snake, watching and waiting for an opportunity.

The best way to eliminate this threat was to remove this venomous snake.

Therefore, when Chen Zhenghua went out to hunt, he secretly followed.

Half an hour later, Fang Ling returned to his bedroom, slightly recovered his inner energy, and then entered the Xijiao Dust Map.

Inside the Dust Map, twelve coffins were neatly placed below the monkey mountain, and occasionally, venomous snakes would raise their heads from the green grass. Chen Zhenghua and his guards' bodies, which Fang Ling had placed next to the corpse refinement area, were not damaged.

Chen Zhenghua did not carry much, and the only valuable thing was the Chen family's ancestral Qinglong Great Grappling Technique. Fang Ling, who had some understanding of the Chen family's background, could not practice it for a while.

Foundation Establishment cultivator Chen Shengbei!

Eighth-level Qi Practice cultivator Chen Yuanlu, who guarded the Chen family!

These two were far beyond his current capabilities.

The large tree still stood, and under the three-colored light, it appeared even more mysterious.

The dense energy of heaven and earth rushed toward Fang Ling as he approached the tree.

Sitting cross-legged under the tree, Fang Ling first circulated his true energy, then swallowed the Jade Dragon Pill.

As the Jade Dragon Pill entered his body, a fierce heat suddenly rose from his chest and abdomen. Fang Ling did not dare to delay and quickly circulated the Peiyuan cultivation technique, merging the heat with the Peiyuan technique...

In the Chen family's ancestral home, Chen Shengnan was enjoying wine with his favorite ninth concubine. This ninth concubine was a famous courtesan in Dinging City, and many had fallen at her feet. Chen Shengnan was delighted and immediately took her as a concubine.

"Master, try this grape; it's very sweet!" The concubine, who was a year younger than Chen Zhenghua, was skilled at being charming. She sat lightly on Chen Shengnan's lap, giggling as she placed a peeled grape in his mouth.

"Ha ha ha, um, sweet! Delicious, anything you feed me is delicious!" Chen Shengnan greedily kissed the woman's charming face, and his hand began to wander restlessly over her body.

The woman giggled and dodged, but her dodging was more like a provocation and encouragement. For a moment, the room was filled with pleasant music.

"Whoosh"

A green light suddenly flew in from outside and landed on the table near Chen Shengnan like lightning.

A flying sword message!

This was a secret technique that only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage or higher could use.

Seeing the green light, Chen Shengnan, who had been full of desire, instantly calmed down and pushed the concubine away.

"Master, I..." As a courtesan, the concubine was skilled in certain areas. She tried to entangle Chen Shengnan, but he slapped her hard across the face.

"Get out!"

Chen Shengnan suddenly became as cold as a beast.

Seeing the man's sudden change, the woman, despite her expectations and desires, did not dare to say anything more and obediently left.

After the woman left, Chen Shengnan picked up a yellow paper folded into the shape of a sword from the table and gently opened it. It read: "Fei'er has been officially taken into the room by Uncle Lu and is favored."

The words were few, but they made Chen Shengnan's hand tremble uncontrollably.

The sender was his younger brother, Chen Shengbei. And the person his brother called "Uncle" must be a Golden Core cultivator.

The plan he and his second brother had been plotting had finally succeeded. His second daughter had become a concubine of a Golden Core cultivator. From now on, not just in Dinging City, but in all of Nanhua Continent, he would be invincible.

The Chen family would not only remain the top family in Dinging City but would also become a top family in Nanhua Continent.

Thinking of the bright future, Chen Shengnan felt an urge to let out a long, triumphant cry. With this backing, even ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators would not be a concern for him.

He would not have to cruelly break his son's legs to appease the anger of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

The Fang family will rise. Thinking of these five words, a hint of disdain appeared on Chen Shengnan's face.

"Someone, bring me wine!"

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