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The more Zuoqiu Ming thought about it, the more guarded he became. He asked solemnly, "Do you insist on refusing to tell me who your master is and which sect you belong to?" Xiao Chen replied placidly, "Even if I tell you, you might not necessarily recognize them. Why waste my words then? Just release my friend. If your Zuoqiu family insist on making me your enemy, the outcome may not necessarily be in your favor." Zuoqiu Ming narrowed his eyes. He thought that even if this kid was from the Ancient Immortal Clan, he had likely been expelled. Considering this, he became braver. He sneered and said, "Hehe! What a wild kid! I'd like to see what gives you the confidence to say such things!" He pushed his palms, sending two blasts of ferocious force flying at Xiao Chen. Simultaneously, he himself lunged at Xiao Chen like a bolt of lighting. He didn't use his full strength in the attack for he wanted to test the kid's capabilities. H

Two days had since passed. Rumors were strife that Xiao Chen had colluded with the Corpse Refinery Sect to kill the Young Master of the Zuoqiu family. Some even said that the Zuoqiu family was harboring wicked intentions and was trying to usurp Xiao Chen's ancient cultivation methods. In short, news of Xiao Chen's battle against the Zuoqiu family had spread far and wide across the East Continent, reaching even the four other continents. Undoubtedly, the news was causing huge waves in the Violet Manor. Many cultivators were rushing over to Canglan City, some of them excited to witness the strength of the rising rookie, but most were hoping to gain benefit during such chaotic times. The Zuoqiu family had issued hero invitations everywhere, gathering cultivators of all walks of life, in the glorified name of "rooting out remnants of the Devil's Practice". Every cultivator with peak Core Forming Realm cultivation and above who answered the invitation would be

A silhouette blurred out of view as a nearby green-robed Elder promptly caught the cyan-robed Elder in midair. He found it too much that Xiao Chen treated his peer this way and glared at him. "You're powerful, but did you think you alone can contend against an entire family?" "Naturally, I have made preparations for the worst-case scenario in daring to come here. I'm just an independent cultivator whose life is of no consequence. If you're determined to make me your enemy, I'll bury your thousand-member Zuoqiu family with me!" He sounded neither servile nor overbearing. Up until now, he was also the first who dared to say such words to the Zuoqiu family. Many of the family's disciples felt a shiver down their backs. They could tell from Xiao Chen's ways of handling matters earlier that he wasn't making an empty threat. The last Elder, dressed in a red robe, said, "It's not that we're determined to make you our enemy. But shouldn't you give u

It was none other than Zuoqiu Yang. The independent cultivator from the Northern Wilderness knew that Zuoqiu Yang was mocking him but didn't argue with him. He sneered inwardly, thinking, "Go ahead, boy. Since you think you're not embarrassed enough the first time around, go for the second round."Zuoqiu Yang stopped about 30 meters away from Xiao Chen and bellowed, "Devil, it'll be your death anniversary on this day next year!"Xiao Chen looked up. Now knee-deep in his lust for blood, he sneered and said, "Oh? Haven't I already defeated you? Not only are you ungrateful to me for pardoning your life, but you're even going so far as to dig your own grave now."Zuoqiu Yang's spirited face turned ashen as he started to tremble. His family had nurtured him like a genius since young and he had never tasted defeat in his life. He had created many legends that not even his ancestors were capable of achieving.Today, however, this previous

Yi Tong coughed once to interrupt None-flower Dust's conversation. He smiled and said, "Forget it. Since Young Master Xiao will be treating, let's just think of where we'll go drinking after this." Zuoqiu Yang watched them chat without paying him, the genius of the Zuoqiu family and the pro-disciple of the Divine Mist Sect Leader, any mind. He gripped his fists so tightly that his bones were creaking. He said solemnly, "Have you guys chatted enough?" None-flower Dust glared at him. "Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking!" "You!" Zuoqiu Yang was livid. He raised his hand. "Strike!" However, even after he yelled, he heard no movement from the tens of elite disciples behind him. Sensing something was wrong, he whipped around and saw them collapsed in pools of blood with their heads severed. Right then, he felt like he had seen doomsday for his family. The disciples and Elders of the family standing in