Chapter 7: Killing the Grand Elder

"Second move," Yang Mingchen's face showed no expression, but a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Yang Tiancheng, who was sitting on the stands, had a pale face. After the previous two rounds, he could see that Yang Mingchen definitely had no less strength than his grandson.

However, Yang Dalin's face showed a faint smile.

Seeing Yang Mingchen avoiding his attacks twice in a row, Yang Zhaohao gradually lost his cool, "Yang Mingchen, if you have the guts, don't dodge!"

A person who was once considered a waste in his eyes, had now avoided his attacks twice in a row. This made Yang Zhaohao's face look extremely ugly.

"Fine, I'll give you a chance," Yang Mingchen's mouth showed a cold smile.

"You're asking for death," Yang Zhaohao's figure was as fast as lightning, and he kicked out at Yang Mingchen with one foot.

"Pah."

However, to Yang Zhaohao's surprise, his lightning-fast kick was easily caught by Yang Mingchen.

"Three moves are over," Yang Mingchen said.

"Kacha."

Suddenly, Yang Mingchen's right hand tightened and crushed Yang Zhaohao's right leg.

"Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah..."

The intense pain caused Yang Zhaohao to scream in a horrifying voice.

At this moment, Yang Mingchen's right foot, carrying a trace of the Yaohe Jue's divine power, instantly kicked Yang Zhaohao's Dantian.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Yang Zihao let out another horrifying scream as he was kicked and thrown backwards.

"Zihao."

Yang Tiancheng roared in anger and quickly walked over to Yang Zihao to check his injuries.

"I'm sorry, Grand Elder, I didn't expect Zihao cousin to be so weak. I would have held back if I had known."

Yang Lingchen showed a innocent expression on his face, he didn't even look at Yang Zihao again because he knew that the latter's life was ruined.

"Yang Lingchen, you dare to destroy Zihao's Dantian, I will take your life!"

Yang Tiancheng roared coldly, at this moment, his eyes flashed with cold killing intent. He moved his body like a lightning bolt and rushed towards Yang Lingchen in an instant.

The person he had worked hard to groom as his successor had been ruined in Yang Lingchen's hands, how could he bear this?

"Yang Tiancheng, you're asking for death!"

Yang Daolin's figure turned into a white light and arrived before Yang Tiancheng, instantly unleashing a palm strike on his back.

"Bang!"

"Puff."

Yang Tiancheng was blasted away and spat several mouthfuls of blood in the air. He was instantly rendered powerless.

"Old man, die!" Just then, Yang Lingchen unleashed the Phantom Body Technique, his body moving like lightning, rushing towards Yang Tiancheng.

"Kachaka!"

A crisp sound of bone breaking could be heard. Before Yang Tiancheng had even hit the ground, he was kicked in the neck by Yang Sanmiao.

"You...," Yang Tiancheng's eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

Even until the moment of his death, he could not believe that he had died in the hands of a younger generation.

The people of the Yang family on the scene were all stunned as they looked at Yang Sanmiao.

Yang Tiancheng was the pillar of the Yang family! He was killed by him.

Even Yang Daolin, who was present, did not expect that his son would act so decisively.

"Yang Zihao attempted to assassinate my lord the day before yesterday in Taicang Mountains," Yang Sanmiao said solemnly. "Today, Yang Tiancheng tried to assassinate me again. If I don't kill him, he will always seek revenge on me."

He killed Yang Tiancheng because Yang Tiancheng had already shown intentions to kill him. If he did not take advantage of the opportunity to kill Yang Tiancheng, he would have to constantly guard against him.

Everyone was silent.

At this moment, no one spoke because Yang Sanmiao's words made sense.

Although Yang Sanmiao's hands were a bit too heavy, such a young lord was exactly what everyone wanted to see.

Even the Third Elder and the Fifth Elder, who had always disliked Yang Sanmiao, did not say a word at this moment.

"You are not Yang Sanmiao. The real Yang Sanmiao has been killed by me and Yang Kun," Yang Zihao said in desperation, screaming angrily. Just now, he was full of vigor and ready to become the young master of the Yang family, but the result was beyond his expectations.

"Fuck, you want to die, don't drag me along!"

Yang Kun heard Yang Zhaohao's words and collapsed on the ground in terror.

"Finally admitted it! I almost died at your hands, but I was lucky and managed to escape." Yang Wanshao chuckled coldly.

When he heard that his son had almost been killed, Yang Dailin's eyes flashed a cold light.

"What a big nerve! Daring to harm my son! Bring in the two scoundrels and chop them up to feed the dogs!" Yang Dailin's eyes flashed a cold light and shouted.

Suddenly, a strong killing aura spread from Yang Dailin.

"Master, spare my life! I'm innocent! It was all Yang Zhaohao's doing, I was forced by him!" Yang Kun collapsed on the ground in terror.

At this time, the Yang family's secret guards immediately took Yang Zhaohao and Yang Kun out.

Two days passed in a flash.

During these two days, Yang Wanshao practiced martial arts and also read a lot of classical books. He was very curious about this strange world.

At the same time, the news of Yang Wanshao defeating Yang Zhaohao quickly spread throughout the city of Han Yang.

Suddenly, the city of Han Yang was abuzz with rumors, but most people were unwilling to believe it was true. After all these years, Yang Sanchen had always been the infamous wastrel in Xuanyang City.

This day, Yang Sanchen was planning to buy some herbs for alchemy, intending to break through to the second realm of cultivation before he recruited new disciples at Tianyuan Palace.

Only by breaking through to the second realm could he be confident of standing out among the talented youngsters.

After all, the conditions for recruiting new disciples at Tianyuan Palace were very demanding.

However, Yang Sanchen didn't have much gold at the moment, so he went to see Yang Daolin.

Yang Daolin was very fond of his son, and when he heard that Yang Sanchen was going to buy herbs, he gave him 100,000 gold coins without hesitation.

This was unthinkable before, as Yang Sanchen's cultivation was too low, and Yang Daolin usually gave him only 1,200-2,000 gold coins at most.

Yang Sanchen took the gold coins and left the Yang Mansion, heading towards the Tianwu Merchants' Association.

"Master, Young Master has left the mansion," the butler, Yang Xiu, said.

"Xiu, please follow Sanchen for a while. If he encounters an unbearable danger, you can step in to help," Yang Daolin instructed, taking his son's safety very seriously.

"Master, rest assured. As long as I have a breath left, I will never let Young Master come to any harm," Yang Xiu said before leaving.

The Tianwu Merchants' Association was the largest merchants' association on Tianwu Continent, with branches spread across the entire continent. At the Tianwu Merchants' Guild, you can buy many precious herbs and treasures as long as you are willing to pay enough. Even if the Guild does not have what you are looking for, they will issue a task to have people from all over the continent help you find it.

It is rumored that the power behind the Tianwu Merchants' Guild is very powerful, and even some empires dare not provoke them easily.

Therefore, the Tianwu Continent also has a famous saying that goes, "A flowing empire, an iron-strong Tianwu Merchants' Guild."