Chapter 93

Step by step, Shen Lang walked out of the training ground with a steady gait, leaving an indelible impression on everyone in the Shen family.

The Shen family had been squeezing the Shen Lang family for many years, insulting his family, and even seizing his father's position as the clan leader... All of this finally came to an end today.

No, it hasn't ended yet.

There was more to the threatening words Shen Lang said earlier!

He said he would drive the Shen family out of Tianfeng City!

Regardless of whether Shen Lang had the Treasure Pavilion as his backing and a group of influential friends, even if he relied on his own strength, the current Shen family would find it difficult to match him.

"Could it be that the Shen family, which has been rooted in Tianfeng City for many years and is known as one of the four major families, will decline because of this?"

Shen Haoxuan's entire body trembled, and in his eyes, Shen Lang's back seemed like that of an ancient wild beast.

"Once we leave Tianfeng City, where in the entire Zichu Kingdom will we have a place to live?" The voice of the Great Elder drifted, as if coming from the sky.

A glint of light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Fourth Elder: "Wait, I suddenly feel that we and Shen Lang's family don't have much hatred... Even if there was a struggle for interests, isn't that quite normal among many families?"

"What good does it do to say this to us? Why don't you go and tell Shen Lang?" The Third Elder snorted coldly.

"Fourth Elder, do you have any ideas? If you do, just say them. Things are already like this..." The Great Elder said with a blank look.

The Fourth Elder said cautiously: "I think there is still room for maneuver. In my memory, Haotian is a gentle and broad-minded child, and Shen Lang listens to him very much..."

The old men and Shen Haoxuan suddenly raised their heads, their eyes filled with joy.

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes and said: "That's right. Haotian has deep feelings for this family. Although we did indeed... But haven't we already been punished? The family's young members have been mocking and insulting Shen Lang since childhood, and now they have suffered such severe injuries. If Haotian knows about these things, he won't let Shen Lang continue. Alright, let's send them to be treated first, and we will discuss this matter thoroughly!"

In the training ground below, an awkward silence fell. For a long time, no one helped the few people who had been crippled by Shen Lang, leaving them lying in a pool of blood...

Many people were already privately discussing how to send gifts to Shen Lang's family to curry favor.

Even more people were wondering if Shen Lang would target them... There were not many in the entire Shen family who had not humiliated the Shen Lang family, but now that Shen Lang had demonstrated his powerful cultivation and ruthless methods, almost everyone was in a state of fear.

...

"Jingle jingle..." Outside the training ground, Xue Dang flew gracefully and walked alongside Shen Lang: "Brother Lang, you look so handsome today!"

"Ha, I've always been this handsome!" Shen Lang rolled his eyes and said: "But the way you flew down to block those old guys was also very heroic and majestic."

"Really?" Xue Dang giggled, took two steps forward, and leaped into the air, holding her sword in front of her chest like she did when blocking the elders, then said with a smile: "Do I look like a legendary female hero?"

Shen Lang shrugged and laughed: "Yes, like a monkey holding a brick..."

"Hmph!" Xue Dang quickly flew down and grabbed Shen Lang's hair, scratching it wildly: "For saying that, for saying that!"

"Hero, spare me, I won't do it again!" Shen Lang dodged and begged for mercy.

"What weapon do you use, and why didn't you take it out earlier?" A cold voice came from behind, belonging to Shui Qingwu.

Shen Lang's eyes twinkled, and he said with a smile: "It doesn't seem to matter what weapon you use. Once you reach a certain level of cultivation, any weapon in your hands can kill. If your cultivation is not strong enough, even if you have powerful magical treasures, you can't use them effectively."

"Why do you know the Shui family's technique 'Water Dragon Chant'?" Shui Qingwu asked casually.

"Well, an old man with a white beard taught me. If the Shui family insists on investigating, I will go to the capital and explain everything to your family in the future." Shen Lang bluffed, using a delaying tactic.

As for how to explain it in the future, we'll see when the time comes.

After all, he couldn't say that the Shui family's ancestor was once a small soldier under the War Emperor, and the War Emperor taught him the Water Dragon Chant because he saw him practicing diligently.

Shui Qingwu's face froze, but she didn't say anything more.

Shen Lang's words couldn't even fool a child, let alone her.

But for some reason, even though learning the techniques of other sects or families is taboo, she didn't feel any resentment towards Shen Lang.

Even asking out of curiosity was just that.

Xue Dang, who was busy combing Shen Lang's messy hair, glanced at Shui Qingwu and suddenly said: "Right, what do you plan to do next? Do you really want to drive the Shen family out of Tianfeng City? Uncle Tian probably won't let you do that."

"I know..." Shen Lang said softly.

In fact, he himself hadn't decided what to do. From his perspective, he didn't have much affection for the Shen family. Although he had lived here for ten years, the Shen family had given him many unpleasant memories.

But now that he had beaten people and vented his anger, and had intimidated them, these people would probably be in a state of fear for a while... What could he do next?

His father wouldn't let him really drive the Shen family out of Tianfeng City, so this matter would likely end without resolution.

...

In the following days, the Shen family became busier than ever.

Many people carried large and small packages to Shen Lang's house, and a group of them even fought over who would enter Shen Lang's house first. Shen Lang drove them all out, beating the ones who ran the fastest until they spat blood, which finally scared them off.

Shui Qingwu and Xue Dang, who were deeply loved by Shen Lang's mother, almost treated Shen Lang's house as their own and refused to leave, making Shen Lang's head ache.

It wasn't until the third day that they were persuaded by Shen Lang's mother to return to Taoyun Academy.

However, because of these people, Shen Lang's house was filled with laughter, which improved his mood significantly.

A few days after the commotion at the training ground, on the fourth day, Lan Luos delivered all the materials Shen Lang had asked for, making Shen Lang overjoyed. All the materials needed to cultivate the "Illusion-Breaking Silver Eyes" were finally gathered!

That night, Shen Lang took out all the materials and the eye of the Hidden Moon Heavenly Wolf.

He began to carefully refine the mysterious potion.

This time, the process was different from before. Although the War Emperor's memory contained the recipe and detailed steps for refining this potion, he had never tried it himself, so it was much more complicated than previous alchemy or forging.

The Hidden Moon Heavenly Wolf was something the War Emperor had even gone to a spatial rift for, encountering many powerful and strange monsters, only to return empty-handed, showing how rare it was.

Now, Shen Lang only had one eye of the Hidden Moon Heavenly Wolf. If he failed, whether he would find another one again would be up to fate.

So this time, it must succeed, no failure allowed!

Shen Lang spread his palm, and a small cauldron about a meter high appeared, spinning and landing on the ground.

This was a specialized cauldron for alchemy, which Shen Lang had specially purchased from Lan Luos. It wasn't of the highest grade, but it was sufficient.

As soon as the cauldron landed, Shen Lang waved his hands, and with a continuous "pu pu pu" sound, over two hundred low-grade spirit stones were embedded in the ground around the cauldron in a mysterious pattern.

Then, under Shen Lang's mental command, the spirit stones began to move, finally stopping at the most precise positions. A semi-transparent blue light shield enveloped the entire small cauldron.

"Emperor Beast Grass."

Shen Lang picked up the Emperor Beast Grass from the ground and threw it into the cauldron. The Emperor Beast Grass was entirely golden, over a foot long, and began to slowly rotate in the center of the cauldron.

At this moment, Shen Lang stood up and began to rotate around the cauldron, his speed increasing.

His feet seemed to follow a strange pattern, each step being incredibly profound, seemingly in harmony with the natural rhythm of the universe, looking graceful and elegant.

With each step, a flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand, and a spell was cast into the array. The hundreds of spirit stones embedded in the ground immediately released a surging spiritual energy, forming a deep blue light pillar that shot into the bottom of the cauldron, creating a circular pattern. The pattern was filled with intricate spiritual lines, crisscrossing.

"Pop!"

With the guidance of a pill fire from Shen Lang's left hand, the circular pattern instantly released a blazing spiritual fire.

At the same time, a few true fires also shot out from the array points, heating the cauldron.

Inside the cauldron, a deep blue flame immediately appeared, surrounding the Emperor Beast Grass.