Chapter 5: The Yang Family Meeting

For three consecutive days, Yang Qi secretly slipped out, practicing the "Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Power" at night, while during the day, he pretended to be recuperating, deeply concealing his true strength, making everyone believe that his cultivation had been completely nullified and could not be restored.

After all, once one's cultivation is nullified, it is basically impossible to recover. If he suddenly recovered and made rapid progress, many people would certainly notice, especially the experts from the City Lord's Mansion. This would not be a good thing. If the "Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Power" were exposed, the entire Yang family might be wiped out.

The more he practiced, the more he felt the profound and mysterious nature of this cultivation technique, truly a world-class skill. To reveal the fact that he had recovered his cultivation, he needed to reach a higher realm.

During these three nights of practice, his strength truly made rapid progress. His qi cultivation was deep and powerful, and with every movement, he could split metal and stone. Although he had not awakened a second tiny particle to reach the level of two ancient mammoths, he was already far stronger than any ordinary Fifth Stage "Explosive Qi" realm expert.

One could say that if ten Fifth Stage "Explosive Qi" realm experts were to attack him, they would likely be defeated one by one.

The terror of the "Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Power" went far beyond this. When Yang Qi used this qi technique, he could make his body's meridians dry up, leaving no trace of qi, and his qi sea would also be dry, showing no signs of qi.

In reality, all his qi was hidden within the awakened tiny particle. His body was as deep and dark as hell, with no one able to fathom the depth of his true cultivation. This was a perfect disguise.

The power of a divine elephant, the depth of hell. This divine skill was truly terrifying.

During these three days of practice, Yang Qi's mastery of the qi technique improved significantly, and he could use this skill to perfectly conceal his aura. Even if an expert used qi to probe his meridians, they would still think he was a waste.

After experiencing this major upheaval, he deeply understood the importance of concealing his true strength. If he continued to practice, he would soon enter the Sixth Stage of qi cultivation, the "Weapon Qi" realm. Condensing qi into a weapon, gathering it into a solid form, emitting sword qi from his hand, and piercing through iron armor with a single strike.

The Sixth Stage "Weapon Qi" realm was far stronger than the Fifth Stage "Explosive Qi" realm, with its destructive power far surpassing that of "Explosive Qi." Some Fifth Stage "Explosive Qi" experts could never reach the "Weapon Qi" realm in their entire lives, and even those with exceptional talent would need at least ten years of hard cultivation to condense qi into a weapon.

Although Yang Qi was a young talent, he had not yet witnessed the power of experts in the "Weapon Qi" realm.

During these three days, Yang Qi also tried to communicate with the golden figure in his forehead, but the golden figure remained motionless, like a deity, completely ignoring him.

This golden figure, although inside his body, seemed to be in a different dimension, accessible only by his thoughts. Even the most powerful people could not see it.

"Who is this divine being? Living in my forehead, it can impart the 'Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Power,' a supreme qi technique. Why does it ignore me? Is my realm not yet sufficient to communicate with it?" Yang Qi was very puzzled.

However, since the golden figure ignored him, he could do nothing but sigh in frustration.

Sitting in his room, he entered deep meditation again, pondering the mysteries of the "Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Power"...

On the morning of the third day, just as dawn was breaking.

At the eight city gates of Yan Capital, many carriages appeared, and numerous merchant caravans headed towards the Yang family mansion, drawing the attention of many people.

"What's happening? Why are so many merchant caravans going to the Yang family? Who are these people?"

"Perhaps you don't know, but these are branches of the Yang family from other cities. Look, that caravan is from Chao Lu City, led by Yang Zhen, the younger cousin of the family head Yang Zhan. And that caravan with the white tiger emblem is from Bai Shi City, led by Yang Shi..."

"The Yang family has had a major incident these past three days. The son of the family head, Yang Zhan, stole an important treasure from the City Lord's Mansion. The young Yang Qi had his cultivation nullified, and now the Yang family is being ordered to compensate for the treasure. The treasure is worth a fortune, and the Yang family cannot afford to pay. Now, a family meeting is being held to discuss how to compensate."

"Compensation? Will the Yang family elders really compensate for this? This is going to be a disaster for the Yang family. Not only will they have to pay a large sum to the City Lord's Mansion, but there will also be internal strife, marking the beginning of their decline."

"Who made Yang Zhan have such an unfilial son?" ... Creak.

The steel wheels of the carriages rubbed against the ground, producing a sharp and piercing sound.

A caravan with a white tiger emblem stopped in front of the Yang family mansion. The luxurious carriage curtains moved, and a pair of powerful and noble boots stepped onto the ground.

The owner of the boots was a middle-aged man, standing as straight as a spear, wearing a gold-sprinkled cloak. Despite the scorching sun and hot weather, a cold aura emanated from him, making the air within a hundred steps feel chilly.

This man's Ice Qi technique had reached a near-perfect level.

Yang Shi, the leader of the Yang family branch in Bai Shi City.

"Father, this is our chance. Hmph! Yang Zhan has led the family for ten years. I don't think he has the face to remain as the family head any longer."

After Yang Shi got off, a young couple also descended from the carriage behind him, his children, both of whom were young talents with long-lasting breaths and bright eyes, indicating their deep cultivation in qi techniques.

"We are already at the doorstep. Let's talk inside." Yang Shi waved his hand, stopping his children's cold remarks. He looked at the pair of giant stone lions, each over five or six meters tall, at the entrance of the Yang family mansion, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"Yang Shi, it seems you also have designs on the family head position." A voice echoed from the other side, where another caravan had stopped. A middle-aged man in armor stepped out, wearing rare soft jade armor that could resist any divine weapon and even qi techniques.

Yang Zhen, the leader of the Yang family branch in Chao Lu City.

"Without toppling Yang Zhan, nothing can be done." Yang Shi flicked his finger, and a finger force shot out, emitting a blue ice crystal light. The stone ground immediately developed a honeycomb-like pattern, and layers of ice formed under the scorching sun.

"Good, your Ice Qi technique has reached this level? Seventh Stage? Eighth Stage? Let me tell you, don't be complacent. Yang Zhan's cultivation has long entered the Eighth Stage of qi transformation, reaching a divine level!" Yang Zhen, wearing the "soft jade armor," looked stern, seemingly intimidated by Yang Shi's Ice Qi technique.

He waved his hand, and a warm spring breeze blew, melting the ice on the ground.

"Are you two discussing here? Let's go inside the mansion first to avoid making a spectacle." Another caravan stopped on the square in front of the Yang family mansion, and a man holding a folding fan, looking like a scholar, walked up.

The Yang family mansion was a grand estate, with a vast square in front that could accommodate thousands of people, paved with solid stone slabs, and cleaned daily by servants to be spotless.

"Yang Xu!" Yang Shi's body moved, as if ready to challenge.

"This time, due to Yang Zhan's beastly son, our Yang family has suffered great losses, and the family is facing a crisis. Many people are laughing at us. We must first stabilize the internal situation before dealing with external threats." Yang Xu opened his fan: "Why are we fighting among ourselves? Let's first question Yang Zhan."

"Let's go." Yang Shi's expression softened, and he strode into the Yang family mansion.

Subsequently, more and more Yang family branch caravans stopped on the square, and numerous experts from the Yang family appeared. Even some of the Yang family elders who were traveling and cultivating outside rushed back.

This family meeting was truly a gathering of dragons.

In the room of the Yang family mansion.

Yang Qi was meditating, pondering the mysteries, when the maid Xiao Yan rushed in, "Young Master, it's not good! Many experts from the Yang family branches have gathered on the square, looking fierce, ready to question Lord. Lord has asked you to go to the meeting hall."

"Are they here?" Yang Qi stood up and walked out. "The time has come to see the truth."

"Be careful, Young Master." Xiao Yan quickly said.

Yang Qi nodded and headed to the central, spacious meeting hall of the mansion.

In the hall, over thirty people were already seated. Behind these seated individuals, numerous young talents stood, totaling over a hundred.

Fortunately, the meeting hall was very large, and even with hundreds of people, it was not crowded, remaining very spacious.

Despite the large number of people, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, the air so heavy it seemed to drip with water.

Swish!

Yang Qi stepped over the threshold and entered the meeting hall. Instantly, over a hundred pairs of eyes fixed on him, almost as if they were trying to burn him. Among them were experts with deep cultivation, whose mental strength was so powerful that their gaze could kill, and a single look could make one collapse.

However, as this mental pressure hit Yang Qi, the "Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Power" deep within his body began to circulate, completely neutralizing all the mental pressure.

The divine elephant suppressing hell, the various demons and ghosts in hell, no matter how terrifying their mental pressure, were all suppressed. Although Yang Qi had only taken a small step in awakening, it was enough to handle the pressure from these people.

Hmph!

At that moment, Yang Zhan, seated at the front of the hall, let out a cold snort. A vast wave of qi power suddenly burst forth, forming a qi barrier that enveloped Yang Qi.

Before Yang Qi could react, he was already standing next to his father.

"My son's cultivation has been completely nullified, and you are all ganging up to exert pressure on him. Do you want to kill him?" Yang Zhan's voice echoed throughout the meeting hall.