Volume Four: Renowned Far and Wide Chapter 145: What It Means to Bully Someone

The night passed in silence. A faint, cool breeze stirred his hair, while the true qi within him surged without end, flowing in all directions like the Yangtze River.

Every spirit stone had been consumed, allowing him to gather a tremendous amount of spiritual energy in a short period and force his way into the early stage of the Profound Connection Realm.

He toyed with the Imperial Dragon Jade in his hand, his eyes slightly closed as he concentrated on sensing the Dao intent contained within it. That intent was vast—or rather, extraordinarily complex. It held far too many things within it.

Comprehending the Dao intent inside would be no simple matter; it required careful study and contemplation. But if he could succeed, he firmly believed that he would be absolutely invincible across the entire Earth.

This night was destined to be an uneasy one. To Qin Yang, it meant little, but to the Dong family, it was unquestionably a day of humiliation. It would have been bad enough for Dong Shu to be beaten when he went there. No one had expected that even Dong Long, a grandmaster of martial arts, would suffer defeat after going himself. Their opponent was immensely powerful. That was the conclusion the Dong family had reached.

The head of the Dong family sat stiffly in his chair, the tea in his cup already cold. Around him, the senior members of the family all hung their heads.

When it came time to divide the money, every one of them had been loud and aggressive. Now that trouble had arrived, they all shrank back and pretended to be harmless.

The sight left him speechless.

Dong Long was wrapped in bandages. This time, he had truly lost all face. In the past, he had been arrogant and overbearing within the Dong family, looking down on all these ordinary people. Even if they were his relatives, so what?

But today, he was remarkably subdued. He had no choice. When he had left, he had been brimming with murderous intent; when he returned, he had not the slightest trace of confidence. His opponent was simply too strong. Beating him had been as easy as an adult striking a child.

“Patriarch, I think we must call my master here. Our opponent is a martial artist, and only another martial artist can deal with him. Otherwise, if he loses his temper and comes to the Dong family, it will bring catastrophic disaster upon us.” Dong Long’s expression was grave. The consequences of this matter were simply too terrifying, and they had to respond with caution.

Dong Qian looked around. The others had no ideas either. Given the current situation, this was the only course that seemed reasonably safe.

He had spent many years navigating the underworld and naturally understood how frightening their opponent was. At a time like this, he had no desire to provoke him.

“Go on, hurry and find your master. Have him come here. I’ll stay behind and placate the other side.”

Qin Yang naturally had no idea what these people were planning. When he welcomed the first rays of sunlight, he was in an excellent mood, and the world looked especially beautiful to him.

His gaze swept across the surroundings before his brows furrowed. He had not expected someone to be standing outside the gate so early in the morning. From his appearance, he seemed to be nothing more than a courier.

The man held a leather case in his hands. “Mr. Qin, the Dong family asked me to give this to you.”

With that, he handed the case to Qin Yang and left without the slightest hesitation.

Looking inside, Qin Yang found a full twenty spirit stones. He clicked his tongue inwardly. The Dong family really was wealthy. They had given these away without blinking. He had sold them at a high price of one million each—twenty of them amounted to twenty million!

Qin Yang frowned. If the Dong family wanted to make peace, there was no need to go this far, was there?

Judging from the circumstances, they clearly had no intention of reconciling. They were merely trying to buy time.

He shook his head. He had too many things to deal with. Where would he find the time to bother with them?

After putting away the spirit stones, he prepared to make a trip to Jiangnan to see Wu Yaoyao and his old classmate. Ever since that fellow had returned home, there had been no word from him at all.

Two days later, after bidding farewell to the Northern Saint Sun Tianmu and the Jadeite King, he hurriedly departed. In truth, he did not know when they would meet again.

He took a taxi and traveled along the broad road.

Lush greenery surrounded him on every side, intoxicating to the senses.

His thoughts drifted far away, and no one knew what was passing through his mind.

“Are you taking me to the Dong family?”

The driver was at the wheel when he suddenly heard Qin Yang speak. He nodded. “The head of the Dong family asked me to pick you up. Didn’t he tell you?”

Qin Yang smiled. As expected, the Dong family still refused to give up. Since they wanted to play, he would play along and see who could afford the game.

At the entrance to the Dong residence, Dong Shu’s face was full of smiles. His swollen, piglike face had finally returned to normal.

“Hahaha, Qin Yang, you finally came! I’ve been waiting for you for half the day. You beat me so badly last time—today I’m going to get my revenge!”

Hearing the incessant chatter beside him, Qin Yang turned and slapped him across the face.

“Shut up!”

The people standing nearby were instantly terrified. Qin Yang had come to the Dong family compound and still dared to strike one of its direct descendants. There was no denying that he had an extraordinary amount of courage.

He fixed his gaze on the hidden gunman. A leaf drifted down through the air. Qin Yang swept his arm forward, and the leaf seemed to transform into a razor-sharp blade, shooting toward the gunman with explosive force.

A crackling sound rang out.

Everyone was utterly stunned. They had only ever seen such things in films and television dramas. Ordinary people like them had never witnessed anything so astonishing in real life.

Applause rang out.

“Using a leaf to injure a man—impressive, truly impressive. But people from the ancient martial world are forbidden from using force against ordinary people. Don’t you know that?”

Qin Yang looked at the huge bald monk before him with disdain. “I’m not from the ancient martial world.”

“And in everything I do, why should I have to explain myself to you?”

Arrogant—he was truly arrogant. Everyone stared at Qin Yang with anger in their eyes.

A commotion erupted.

More than a dozen people emerged from the compound. Every one of them was a martial artist, and their strength appeared to be considerable.

“Heh. The Dong family of Ruili is nothing special after all. Are you planning to use your numbers to bully an outsider like me?”

Dong Shu climbed to his feet. “Yes! So what if we are bullying you?”

The others did not contradict him in the slightest, clearly sharing the same view. Qin Yang immediately laughed.

“Heh. Good. Very good. I like that attitude.”

“Since that is how you feel, make sure you never say I bullied you afterward.”

“Get out!”

His furious roar erupted like a tidal wave, spreading in every direction. The martial artists’ pupils contracted sharply. His aura was simply too powerful—so powerful that they could not summon even the slightest will to resist.

The huge bald monk stared at Qin Yang. He was Dong Long’s master, as well as the abbot of Ruili Shaolin. His strength had long since reached the advanced stage of the Dao Entry Realm, and he was only one step away from its peak.

“Let me test your strength.”

Master Yinian struck first. A golden palm appeared in the air, spinning as it formed a seal before blasting toward Qin Yang.

“So I thought it would be some formidable technique.”

Disdain flashed in Qin Yang’s eyes. In the next instant, he kicked out and sent Master Yinian flying.

Dong Long and his fellow disciples were all shaken to the core. They knew how powerful their master was, yet he had been defeated in a single move.

Their first thought was that it was impossible. But everything had happened right before their eyes, leaving them no way to deny it.

Dong Long was just about to launch a sneak attack when the Silver Fox blade appeared in an instant, piercing through his thigh. Blood poured out.

Master Yinian stared at the Silver Fox blade, his entire body trembling, horror filling his eyes.

“You—you are…”

Qin Yang of Beihai.