Chapter 32

Jing Yan left the patriarch's residence and quickly walked towards the small courtyard where he lived.

On the way, Jing Yan's thoughts kept turning.

Today, the patriarch Jing Chengye was quite courteous to Jing Yan. However, Jing Yan did not feel any ease at all.

From the Great Elder Jing Chunyu, Jing Yan clearly sensed hostility. The Great Elder himself might not personally take action against Jing Yan, but Jing Yan could not be unprepared. Because, with a figure like the Great Elder, just a slight word expressing dissatisfaction with Jing Yan would result in a large number of people standing against him.

In the Jing family, there were definitely plenty of people who wanted to curry favor with the Great Elder! The Great Elder's power was immense. Moreover, the Great Elder's son was the manager of the Jing family's treasure vault, largely controlling the distribution of the family's resources.

"Grandfather is gone, and now the only one I can rely on is myself."

"As long as I can enter the innate realm, the Great Elder will no longer pose any pressure on me."

"In the end, it all comes down to strength!"

"I must, seize the time!" Jing Yan's brows often furrowed.

He was clear!

In such a family, it was very difficult to cultivate and improve one's strength peacefully.

Unless, you have no great potential, then there would be few people paying attention. Without attention, there would be no jealousy.

However, as long as you perform well and cannot quickly suppress those who are jealous, troubles will follow one after another.

Back when Jing Yan's grandfather, the old patriarch, was still around, Jing Yan had already faced many provocations. It was even more so now. To have peace, one must possess enough strength to intimidate, making those bastards dare not act recklessly in front of you.

"Jing Yan!"

When Jing Yan arrived at the gate of his small courtyard, he saw Jing Chuanling standing there.

"Chuanling, is there something?" Jing Yan's gaze sharpened.

He could tell that Jing Chuanling had come with ill intentions. Moreover, this time, Jing Chuanling directly called his name, even omitting the surface courtesy.

"Jing Yan, I don't want to waste words. I just want to ask you, do you dare to fight me?" Jing Chuanling's eyes flickered, his tone pressing.

In front of Jing Yan, Jing Chuanling actually felt somewhat inferior.

Back when Jing Yan was at the height of his fame, Jing Chuanling, to gain benefits, had no choice but to follow Jing Yan. He did everything according to Jing Yan's lead. On the surface, he was extremely respectful, but in his heart, he had cursed Jing Yan countless times. When Jing Yan's realm fell, Jing Chuanling finally saw his chance, feeling that he could free himself from Jing Yan.

Not only did he want to free himself, but he also wanted to trample Jing Yan and rise to a higher position. He had waited too long for this day.

Originally, everything was going smoothly, and his status in the Jing family was steadily rising. However, Jing Yan suddenly showed signs of rising again. Therefore, he had already heard many voices accusing him of ingratitude. If Jing Yan had not risen again, these voices would not exist.

All of this was because of Jing Yan!

So, among the entire Jing family, Jing Chuanling was definitely one of the people who least wanted to see Jing Yan rise.

Therefore, he came to challenge Jing Yan today. He wanted to defeat Jing Yan in front of the Jing family, proving that he was better than Jing Yan.

"I don't have the time." Jing Yan sneered inwardly, fully aware of Jing Chuanling's thoughts.

Just you, want to trample me?

Jing Yan glanced at Jing Chuanling with disdain.

Of course, Jing Yan was not yet certain he could defeat Jing Chuanling. Jing Chuanling was already at the eighth level of martial arts, and among the young generation of the Jing family, he was considered a strong figure.

Without confidence, Jing Yan would not act recklessly.

Once he reached the seventh level of martial arts, trampling someone like Jing Chuanling would be as easy as crushing a kitten. Why not wait until his realm improved?

"Jing Yan, are you afraid?" Jing Chuanling was almost furious, his cheeks twisted.

"Chuanling, if there's nothing, you'd better leave quickly. By the way, let me give you a piece of advice: you are far from being my match." Jing Yan waved his hand, nonchalant.

"You..." Jing Chuanling was unwilling, gritting his teeth.

However, if Jing Yan did not agree to the fight, he had no other options.

"Damn it!" Watching Jing Yan enter the courtyard, Jing Chuanling stomped his foot hard, his eyes filled with malice until Jing Yan entered the room.

About half an hour later, two Jing family guards arrived outside Jing Yan's small courtyard.

These two guards were personally dispatched by the Fourth Elder Jing Tianying.

Their responsibility was to ensure that Jing Yan was not disturbed by any troublemakers.

Inside the room, Jing Yan sat cross-legged.

"Almost time to prepare for the breakthrough. If successful, I will reach the seventh level of martial arts, a high-level martial artist."

"With the help of soul crystals, my breakthrough should not be a problem." Jing Yan's eyes were bright.

The soul crystals obtained from hunting the Wind Shadow Wolves in the Blackstone Mountains were of immense help to Jing Yan.

When advancing from the fourth level to the fifth level, Jing Yan used some soul crystals, but only a small portion. The remaining soul crystals were enough for Jing Yan to attempt a breakthrough from the sixth level to the seventh level.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from outside, causing Jing Yan to frown.

"Damn, we dare to stop us?"

"Get out of the way, if you block us from entering, I'll make you leave!"

A sharp voice entered the room, extremely arrogant and reckless.

Hearing this voice, Jing Yan's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He knew exactly who it was; who else but Jing Yujin would be so arrogant?

Of course, if an ordinary person came to see Jing Yan and was stopped by the guards sent by the Fourth Elder, they would know to back off. Only someone with a strong background like Jing Yujin would not care about the two guards sent by the Fourth Elder.

"This damn woman!" Although Jing Yan did not want to see her, if he did not show up, she would not give up, disrupting his peace and preventing him from focusing on cultivation.

Moreover, if he really did not show up, Jing Yujin might actually force her way in.

"Click!"

Jing Yan opened the door and walked out.

"Hmm?" Seeing the people outside, Jing Yan's brows furrowed sharply.

Several figures stood outside the courtyard, scolding the two guards. What made Jing Yan's brows furrow was the person leading them.

This person had his hands behind his back, wearing a white robe, with a long and steady aura. His eyes, with their triangular shape, constantly flashed with intimidating cold light.

Jing Tianlong!

The direct grandson of the Great Elder Jing Chunyu, extremely powerful.

If one were to say who had the highest talent in the Jing family in the past ten years before Jing Yan's realm fell, it would definitely be Jing Yan. But if one were to say who was the top figure in the Jing family ten years ago, it would undoubtedly be Jing Tianlong.

Indeed, Jing Tianlong was about ten years older than Jing Yan. Before Jing Yan rose, this person was the first genius of the Jing family, highly regarded by the upper echelons of the family. He did not disappoint the upper echelons of the family, advancing to the innate realm at the age of twenty-four and successfully entering one of the three major academies for cultivation.