Chapter 236: A Mere Golden Core Dares to Boast?
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The crowd split to both sides.
A plain-looking man led a group of over ten people, surrounding the storefront completely.
The Chen family members, seeing the man at the front, clenched their fists tightly, fury blazing in their eyes.
Yang Hao sneered as he scanned them from head to toe. “You useless shrimp soldiers and crab generals dare cause trouble for my Yang family? Are you tired of living?”
“Hurry up and kneel, apologize, and maybe—just maybe—our family head might let you off if he’s in a good mood.”
“Don’t be ungrateful, you worthless Chen family scum!”
“No wonder the Chen family has fallen. From top to bottom, you’re all weaklings without a single capable fighter!”
After Yang Hao’s words, the rest of the Yang family joined in with mockery and jeers.
The Chen family members were both furious and indignant but dared not retort.
The strongest among them, Chen Tian Dong, was only at the Foundation Establishment late stage, while Yang Hao was at the Golden Core mid-stage—a massive disparity.
Their family head had been killed by a single punch from Yang Hao, shattering his heart.
Chen Tian Dong scanned the mocking and ridiculing faces of the Yang family. Seeing his clansmen struggling for survival daily, he swallowed his pride and humbly apologized to Yang Hao.
“Master Yang, today’s incident was our recklessness. I apologize. We’ll leave right away.”
Saying this, he prepared to lead the group in another direction.
A Yang family member stepped forward, blocking his way with a mocking grin.
Chen Tian Dong looked toward Yang Hao, his expression suppressed and resigned. “Master Yang, what is the meaning of this?”
Yang Hao chuckled coldly. “Leave? Not so easily. Every single one of you will kneel before me and kowtow. You can leave only when I’m satisfied.”
“Keep dreaming!” a Chen family member roared in anger.
“Fine. If you won’t kneel, none of you are leaving today.”
With that, Yang Hao unleashed the aura of a Golden Core cultivator.
Chen Tian Dong and the rest of the Chen family turned pale, struggling to breathe under the oppressive force.
Looking at Yang Hao’s unmasked cruelty, Chen Tian Dong’s pupils trembled. His resolve wavered.
He could fight to the death, but what of the remaining Chen family members? If he died, there would be no one left to lead, and the family would face complete annihilation. How could they dream of ever rising again?
Endure.
To endure was to carry a blade above one’s head.
Just endure, and it would pass.
His knees trembled as he prepared to kneel, but his body instinctively resisted, refusing to yield.
In that moment, he felt the same despair as when he was ambushed in the Ten-Thousand-Fathom Gorge by the black-robed elder.
But this time, there would be no senior like Yu Zhao to rescue him…
“Pfft. A mere Golden Core dares to boast? How laughable.”
A brazen voice came from outside the crowd.
Everyone’s expressions changed.
The Yang family members, in particular, looked grim.
After the Chen family’s downfall, the Yang family had risen to dominance, acting unchecked and unchallenged. Who would dare provoke their family head? Who was this bold fool seeking death?
“I can’t stand arrogant people like you. If you don’t like it, deal with it.”
Si Tu Xuan parted the crowd with spiritual energy and strode forward confidently.
Behind him, Yu Zhao followed, her expression contemplative.
She hadn’t expected Si Tu Xuan to step in so boldly. It saved her the trouble of acting herself.
Yu Zhao had intended to keep a low profile, but Chen Tian Dong’s sharp eyes caught sight of her.
Grateful to Si Tu Xuan, his gaze was immediately drawn to the person behind him—Yu Zhao.
He was overwhelmed with surprise and nearly shed tears. “Senior Yu!”
“Senior Yu? It really is Senior Yu!”
“It’s Senior Yu! Senior Yu, save us!”
Among those standing behind Chen Tian Dong were several members of the guard team who had once traveled with Yu Zhao. Upon seeing her, they were overjoyed.
Si Tu Xuan paused, glancing at Yu Zhao. “You know them?”
Yu Zhao nodded. “I had the fortune to journey with them before.”
Si Tu Xuan couldn’t help but smile widely. “Looks like I’m destined to play the good guy today.”
Originally, he was displeased to see someone in a small place like Perching Mountain City act more arrogant than the Young Master of the Si Tu Family himself. His sarcastic remarks had unintentionally helped Yu Zhao’s old acquaintances.
He chuckled to himself. Surely, Daoist Yu must now hold him in higher regard.
Yang Hao, observing the casual conversation before him, felt increasingly annoyed at being ignored.
However, the three standing before him carried an aura of extraordinary might, clearly no weaker than his own. And they were all young Golden Core cultivators, an impressive feat. Moreover, one of them seemed to have a special connection with the Chen Family.
As Yang Hao speculated about their identities, Si Tu Xuan spoke first. “Your Yang Family has already seized the Chen Family’s property. Be satisfied with that and release them. Don’t push your luck.”
“This is a matter between the Yang Family and the Chen Family. It’s not your place to interfere!” snapped one of Yang Hao’s confidants.
Si Tu Xuan didn’t even spare the speaker a glance. Instead, his eyes locked directly onto Yang Hao.
“Patriarch Yang, what do you say?”
Yang Hao pondered for a moment before forcing a smile. “Out of respect for you three, I’ll let them go this time. But if they cause trouble again, I won’t tolerate it.”
The meaning was clear. He was yielding only for now because of Si Tu Xuan and the others. Once they left, no one would be able to stop him from taking further action.
Si Tu Xuan was no child. He easily caught the veiled threat in Yang Hao’s words. However, he had no intention of getting involved in the Chen Family’s future. All he cared about was their immediate release.
Yang Hao raised his hand, and the guards who had been blocking Chen Tian Dong quickly stepped aside.
Si Tu Xuan gave Yang Hao a perfunctory cupped-hand salute and left with the Chen Family members trailing behind him.
A Yang Family clansman whispered to Yang Hao, “Patriarch, are we really just letting them go?”
Yang Hao glared at him and slapped him to the ground. “They’re already gone. Do you expect me to chase them back? Fool!”
It was evident the three strangers were merely passing through and would soon be gone. If the Chen Family failed to seize this last opportunity, they were doomed. Ultimately, their survival depended entirely on Chen Tian Dong’s decisions.
…
Once they were out of the street, Chen Tian Dong stopped abruptly and bowed deeply toward the three.
“Thank you, Seniors. On behalf of the Chen Family, I express my deepest gratitude. If not for you, the Chen Family might have…”
He choked up, unable to continue.
Si Tu Xuan waved dismissively. “I didn’t do it for your sake. I just can’t stand that Yang patriarch. He’s narrow-minded. Staying here will only invite more trouble. You should leave as soon as possible.”
Yao Wu Ji nodded in agreement. “Si Tu Xuan’s right. That Yang patriarch has already marked you for harm. If you don’t leave soon, it might be too late.”
The Chen Family members looked bitter.
Chen Tian Dong explained, “Perching Mountain City is where our family built its foundation. It holds ancestral estates and is our birthplace. We chose to stay out of attachment. But after this ordeal, we see the Yang Family’s true intentions. I’ll return and begin preparations to relocate immediately.”