Chapter 13: The Wrath of the Yang Family

Yang Shaoan, at level two of the Spirit Incarnation Realm, was sent flying with a single punch!

The two servants watching the scene were stunned.

How could this countryman do this?

"Could it be that this countryman's strength surpasses even level two of the Spirit Incarnation Realm?"

The mere thought seemed absurd.

The Yang family had spent years cultivating Yang Shaoan, working hard to push him to level two of the Spirit Incarnation Realm at just 17 years old. This countryman had no resources, no teachers to guide him—how had he managed to break into the Spirit Incarnation Realm?

But no matter their disbelief, the facts were undeniable.

Xiao Chen stepped forward, walking slowly toward Yang Shaoan. He looked down at him with a calm expression and said lightly, "Level two of the Spirit Incarnation Realm is indeed impressive. You might even withstand one of my attacks."

"How dare you!"

Yang Shaoan, enraged, spat blood and pointed at Xiao Chen, his voice filled with fury. "How dare you offend me! Just wait—I'll show you what it means to live in hell!"

As soon as his words left his mouth, an immense energy rose from the Yang Mansion, rapidly building.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous in the Yang family?" A powerful voice rang out.

A figure appeared, walking with a commanding presence, his eyes gleaming with a threatening luster.

"Welcome, Master Yang!" The two servants immediately bowed respectfully.

Yang Shaoan was overjoyed and shouted, "Dad, this b*stard bullied me! You must seek justice for me! I want him crippled!"

"What?" Yang Che's face twisted in anger when he saw his son's miserable state. He locked his gaze onto Xiao Chen and growled, "Kid, what have you done? Why are you so vicious? Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your family!"

"No need for you to do anything, Brother Yang Che. I can handle my son's discipline," Xiao Fa spoke coldly, stepping forward.

"Xiao Fa?" Yang Che frowned and sneered. "Xiao Fa, how dare you let your son harm Shaoan in my house?"

"For the sake of your father, I'll destroy your son's cultivation. Get out."

"I'm sorry, I can't allow you to do that."

Xiao Fa's tone was cold. Initially, he had considered seeking the Yang family's help, as the relationship between the two families was close, but now his heart had hardened. "Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you? The relationship between the older generations means nothing."

Yang Che snorted disdainfully. "If you're unwilling, I'll handle it myself."

Without warning, Yang Che extended his hand toward Xiao Chen, his palm brimming with energy. A massive force surged out from his hand, sending waves of white light tearing through the air.

"Level nine of the Spirit Incarnation Realm!"

The head of the Yang family was a formidable figure, nearing the Xuanwu Realm. Everyone in the vicinity knew this would be a fight to remember.

"Get lost!" Xiao Fa growled.

With a sudden movement, he stepped forward. His eyes flashed with a fierce, sharp aura. Without hesitation, he unleashed his sword.

A roar, as if from a dragon, echoed in the air.

The Sword Qi shot out with a terrifying speed.

"How is this possible?" Yang Che's expression shifted drastically. He felt an overwhelming sense of danger from the sword strike.

Panicking, he clenched his fist, meeting the Sword Qi head-on.

Slash!

The Sword Qi sliced through his palm, blood spilling like a fountain.

"If you dare continue, I'll kill you with my next strike!" Xiao Fa's voice was cold, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Xiao Fa!" Yang Che stared at his injured palm, his mind racing. If the Sword Qi had been even a fraction deeper, his entire hand would have been crippled.

Enraged, he sneered. "You came here just to provoke me, didn't you? Do you think you're in a position to challenge the Yang family?"

Xiao Fa didn't answer. His expression was stone-cold. "No, I came here to end our relationship. From now on, we have no ties."

Yang Che's eyes narrowed in disbelief. "Do you think you can just walk away from us? You'll regret this."

Xiao Fa's voice grew even colder as he turned to leave. "You should have thought of that before."

"Wait," Yang Che called after him, his tone growing darker. "Since you're so adamant, I'll give you a parting gift. The two sects—the Sky Thunder Clan and the Northern Fist Sect—have both agreed to target the Xiao family. In ten days, they plan to destroy your family."

Xiao Fa paused but said nothing. The unease that flashed across Yang Che's face was unmistakable. There was more to this situation than met the eye.

At an inn, Xiao Chen and Xiao Fa had taken two rooms.

Xiao Fa was deep in thought. "Two sects? Sky Thunder Clan and Northern Fist Sect, they're both powerful forces."

Xiao Chen nodded in agreement. "They must be furious about the defeat of Chen Shan and Chen Lei. Their wrath will be our burden."

Xiao Fa's face grew serious. "If we accept the canonization, we'll be protected by the kingdom. But if we fail to report in time, the consequences will be severe."

A voice interrupted them suddenly. "Xiao Chen, I'm here for you."

The two turned to see a woman approaching—Meng Ye, her steps light and playful.

Xiao Chen looked surprised. "Meng Ye, you came to find me?"

Meng Ye flashed a bright smile. "Of course! I'm here to invite you to a gathering among the younger generation of Prefecture City."

"A gathering?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly.

Meng Ye leaned in and whispered, "It's a perfect opportunity to make connections. Many influential young talents will be there. If you need allies, this is your chance."

Xiao Chen hesitated but eventually nodded. "Alright, I'll come."

Feng Ye cheered, clapping her hands. "Great! I knew you would."

The gathering of the younger generation in Tianyang Prefecture was a grand event. Every year, young talents from powerful families would come together to compete, share knowledge, and form alliances. This year's gathering was to be held at the most prestigious restaurant in Tianyang Prefecture.

As Xiao Chen and Meng Ye entered the restaurant, the atmosphere was vibrant, filled with lively chatter.

"Have you heard? Young Master Meng lei will be here today!"

"That means this gathering will be more exciting than ever."

"The young masters of the Seven Greatest Households are all respected figures. It'll be a great opportunity to network."

Xiao Chen glanced around. The room was bustling with energy, and his eyes were sharp as he surveyed the crowd.

Yang Shaoan, now surrounded by a group of people, noticed Xiao Chen at the entrance. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"This countryman? He actually came?"