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“Boss, just got the news, Boss Xiong is dead.”

When Old Wei conveyed the message to Cai Weiqian, Cai Weiqian obviously froze, as if he hadn’t heard clearly, and looked over sharply, “What did you say?”

Old Wei was also a bit puzzled, “The brothers staking out near Xiong Qi just reported back, they heard screams, and not long after, Ma Gang’s people confirmed that Boss Xiong had been killed… A bow was found at the scene, suspected to be the work of a Transcendent.”

“It must be Boss Pei’s people!” Cai Weiqian said decisively, “Notify the brothers, everyone needs to be alert, we must ensure the safety of the upper floors.”

“Yes, boss!”

Under the night.

Inside the Jiang family ancestral home.

With two “pfft” sounds, the Jiang family’s bodyguards hiding at the entrance, without a chance to cry for help, were silenced as their throats were slit and they fell.

A patrol of bodyguards nearby seemed to notice something and walked over.

In an instant, five triangular military daggers flashed like phantoms, piercing through the foreheads of each person.

A figure in a black trench coat reached out and donned the Ghost Face Mask, at that moment resembling the death god of hell, as the five three-edged military daggers danced within the shadows, reaping lives.

Blood mist diffused in the air as the newcomer walked calmly through the fallen bodies spread all around.

Standing before the grand entrance of the Jiang ancestral home.

The Ghost Face Man slightly lifted his head, his indifferent eyes filled with merciless intent.

This night.

No one would expect that Pei Jinye, who was supposed to be detained at the Investigation Team’s Base, had silently slipped out and now stood directly at the Jiang ancestral home.

It is worth mentioning.

As the foundation of the Jiangs, the Jiang ancestral home had become the core stronghold of Jiang Qingcang, of the Jiang Family Second House, ever since the main branch split away.

Pei Jinye stared expressionlessly at the Jiang ancestral home.

With the Ghost Face donned, Ghost God Shattering!

“Who’s there!”

Suddenly, the smell of blood drew out a Transcendent from inside the Jiang ancestral home, but before he could utter a second word, a fierce shadow pierced through the gate, hitting right between the eyes of the speaker.

Pei Jinye stepped over the threshold.

“Swish, swish, swish!”

The Breaking the limit level Shadow Sword Technique activated, turning the surrounding shadows into countless ephemeral swords that mercilessly slew everyone in the courtyard.

“What’s that noise?”

In the depths of the old house.

Jiang Qingcang, who was listening to the butler’s report, suddenly frowned.

Before the butler could go out to check.

Suddenly, someone outside shouted, “Fire! The warehouse at the front courtyard is on fire!”

The butler’s face changed.

Jiang Qingcang waved his hand, “Go put out the fire quickly.”

“Yes, Mr. Chairman.”

The middle-aged butler hurried away.

Jiang Qingcang stood by the window and watched as flames soared into the sky beyond the walls of the Internal Court, his brows involuntarily knitting together.

“This fire is too coincidental in its timing!”

His expression suddenly changed.

In an instant, he layered his hands to form Dharma Seals and hurled them forward.

Broken Heart Print!

Jiang Qingcang’s once-famous attack technique, though his Vitality had long since slipped from its peak, the ferocity of this death-dealing move was undiminished from his heyday.

In a flash.

Jiang Qingcang caught a glimpse of a Ghost Face brushing past him.

His heart clenched suddenly.

For some reason, that Ghost Face seemed to be smiling.

“Rip!”

Jiang Qingcang’s sleeve on his arm burst open, revealing his somewhat slackened skin, as he shook the blood off his arm, a murky glare in his eyes.

“You are—pfft!”

In an instant, Jiang Qingcang’s chest was pierced, a hand suddenly covering his mouth.

“Old sir, the one who seeks revenge must have a debt to settle, if you wish to kill my entire family, then wiping out your lineage isn’t too much, is it?”

Jiang Qingcang’s eyes widened in shock.

He immediately thought of the identity of the person before him.

But then “puh puh puh puh—”

Four more triangular military daggers caused mortal wounds to Jiang Qingcang from various angles instantly.

“Enter dreams.”

The two cold and merciless words were akin to pronouncing a death sentence on Elder Jiang, who had been in charge for so many years!

The unwillingness in his eyes faded into utter darkness the next moment.

Countless memories flooded into Pei Jinye’s mind.

[New Extraordinary Ability: Beast: Kui Ox]

[Adding Extraordinary Ability: Kui Ox Form]

The five triangular military daggers were withdrawn as Pei Jinye looked emotionlessly at the body rolling onto the ground, not waiting for the fire to fall.

A figure suddenly burst through the entrance.

It was an old acquaintance.

The young woman from Broken Cloud Mountain last night, who had drawn her sword wanting to attack.

As soon as the young woman entered, she saw Jiang Qingcang’s corpse toppled over, next to someone…

“Whoosh!”

Without even seeing the opponent’s face clearly, the young woman was pierced through the brow, her body turning crimson as life froze and her corpse was flung into the air.

Pei Jinye carelessly let her drop.

Fierce flames rose from the two bodies.

Pei Jinye was just about to leave when suddenly a shadow burst in from outside the door, reaching for Pei Jinye’s chest.

However, as soon as the touch was made, it did not result in Pei Jinye being blown away as expected.

“Huh?!” The newcomer uttered in surprise, his palm stinging when his strike felt like hitting a mountain of solid steel.

Pei Jinye looked up, his movements swift and fierce, palm facing outward, fingers flared open. As the newcomer tried to retract his arm, Pei Jinye’s fingers snapped inward, seizing it firmly.

The sudden grip sparked rage in the newcomer’s eyes.

“Back off!”

As he yelled, the young expert’s Vitality roared and his left hand executed a Thunderbolt strike.

If nothing went wrong, the head of the assailant across from him would have been decapitated by his sword after this strike.

But surprisingly,

even though the sword in the left hand had already reached Pei Jinye’s chest, it was like stabbing into a steel surface, completely blocked just the same.

“This physical body!”

The sword’s momentum was obstructed.

The young expert’s heart skipped a beat as the force transmitted through the sword constantly reminded him how terrifyingly powerful the physical strength of the person in front of him was.

Pei Jinye flung his sleeve, and with a surge of vitality, it turned into a powerful chain. Without waiting for his opponent to withdraw the sword and change moves, he instantly entangled it.

The young expert’s heart burned with frustration, but even if Pei Jinye’s absorption of Jiang Qingcang’s vitality had slightly declined, he was absolutely not someone this young swordsman could resist.

In an instant, Pei Jinye’s right arm was like a Wild Dragon, effortlessly taking the sword with the fluidity of drifting clouds and flowing water.

Caught off guard without his sword, the young expert’s face froze.

“You’re not using the sword right,” a sentence came out of the blue by his ear. Before he could see clearly how the other person closed in, his view of the world flipped upside down.

The head was tossed into the air.

Pei Jinye’s face was expressionless, paying no attention to the body of the other, striding away.

On the opposite side, death warriors bred by the Jiang family rushed into the backyard.

From behind the crowd, someone ordered sharply, “Kill!”

Pei Jinye’s face was impassive.

He stepped through the red gate, holding the Blood Sword.

Even if he were to face all the experts of the Jiang family head-on at this moment, he had no concerns.

When he first started practicing, he had his fair share of beautiful dreams about the world of martial heroes, but he never once thought about becoming some kind of hero.

He strove to become stronger only for self-preservation.

But since the Jiang family was bent on being adversaries, let alone the twenty or thirty shadows in front of him, even if hundreds or thousands came at him to kill, he had no intention of fleeing.

In life, one must keep their word! Saying he would exterminate their entire clan, how could the head of a single Jiang Qingcang be enough!

Jiang Xinrun worried about his father’s condition inside the room, and seeing the swordsmen so arrogant at the door, his teeth ached with hatred.

If it were any other time, he would have surrounded and mocked the other party thoroughly.

But now, first, his nephew Su Hu was killed, and today his father might meet with danger. All that was left in the face of this armed confrontation was outrage in his heart!

The Death Warriors of Jiang Family initiated their attack, the military formations trained for years unfolding with their movements, rolling forward like thunder.

Pei Jinye was fearless, lifting the sword halfway up his arm, with the meaning of the Azure Dragon soaring upwards with him.

His Extraordinary Abilities were numerous.

Whether it was the sword or the knife, he had dabbled in both.

Strictly speaking, he had now awakened a natural understanding of the knife intent, so using the sword in place of the knife might sound absurd, but the might of this sword held an unstoppable force akin to a single man holding the pass against ten thousand.

Moving as nimbly as a fish swimming at the crest of a wave, facing the first wave of Black Armor Death Warriors of the Jiang family, the Cold Sword in his hand streaked through their armor like lightning.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Pei Jinye moved swiftly, his King Kong Indestructible strength already elevated to Breaking the Limit, disregarding the pikes aimed at him, wielding the enormous Blood energy provided by the cohesion of the Blood Lotus as he cut down anyone he saw.

In the blink of an eye, the coordinated line of attack that had just been formed was broken through by Pei Jinye alone, and the sword in his hand even developed many notches from chopping at too many hard objects.

Pei Jinye smoothly slashed through the throat of a Black Armor Death Warrior with one stroke of his sword, snatched the other’s Triangular Military Dagger, pressed forward, and continuously harvested lives.

The Death Warriors of the Jiang Family, brought up with countless efforts, hadn’t even resisted for a second before they were dismembered by the incoming sword strikes.

This sight made Jiang Xinrun’s heart bleed as if every one of Pei Jinye’s swords was falling on him, each strike as if flaying the flesh from his body.

Jiang Xinrun soon quieted down.

More than twenty Black Armor Death Warriors were not enough; the opponent’s strength was even more formidable than he had imagined.

A Transcendent of the Second Grade?

A practitioner of the Sword Art System with Extraordinary Abilities?

But the technique used in his attacks seemed to have traces of Body Technique in Jiang Xinrun’s eyes.

A warrior from the Body Technique System? Who also specialized in swordsmanship?

Suddenly, Jiang Xinrun was irritated.

Since when had his Jiang family provoked such a heartlessly murderous warrior?

He gave a signal with his eyes.

The gunmen by his side waited for the right moment and immediately opened fire.

“Bang!”

The shot missed its target.

Pei Jinye lunged with his spear, blocking the attack in front of him; with his left hand now free, he swiftly grabbed a Black Armor Death Warrior who couldn’t dodge in time. Using the spear to stab into the neck, he moved sideways, holding the body as a human shield to evade bullets and spear thrusts.

The successive failures made Jiang Xinrun extremely frustrated, “A bunch of trash, so many of you can’t even kill one person and instead are being pushed back step by step!”

The night was dark and gloomy.

At this moment, in the City Hall headquarters located dozens of kilometers away.

The debate over the case of Jiang Suhu was still heated.

Zhou Weiren sat silently in the chief seat, quietly listening to two groups confronting each other in court.

Some insisted that Pei Jinye was guilty and wanted to dismiss him from his post before further deliberation.

In this way, Pei Jinye, a civilian, would have to be subjected to local trial without the need to delay time by submitting procedures to Central State, thereby avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Zhou Weiren observed the officials who were advocating for the Jiang family’s power without showing any emotions, silently taking note of them.

No matter whether these people had already received resources from the Jiang family, or were using this opportunity to display loyalty… they undoubtedly all made it onto Zhou Weiren’s blacklist.

Because he was well aware of what Pei Jinye meant to Mr. Han.

It wasn’t that Pei Jinye was necessarily very important to Mr. Han.

There are geniuses everywhere.

Especially for Mr. Han, who had seen too many talents in big places, Pei Jinye might not truly be the most satisfactory “seedling” in his eyes, as Zhou Weiren thought.

But now… his personally selected “seedling” was suffering such suppression and obstruction, even near to losing his life.

How could Mr. Han possibly sit by idly?

Perhaps, Pei Jinye was not yet deemed worthy of Mr. Han’s label.

But with the elite examination in the mix, given Mr. Han’s temperament, he would definitely not stand by and do nothing.

So, what Zhou Weiren needed to do now… was to stall!

Zhou Weiren sighed in his heart.

For some reason, he felt very emotional.

It was as if a question that had troubled him for years finally had an explanation.

When he first arrived in Da Peng City to take his post, he wondered why the city’s development could not progress further.

Now… he might already have the answer.