Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 96: Chapter 096 The Great Battle is Imminent

What Yang Qingyun and the others didn’t know was that Yang Zhongtian could never return to the Yang family.

The next day, just as Feng Wuchen awoke from his cultivator slumber, the Yang family had already sent people over, and there were quite a few of them.

Leading them was Yang Chong, a high-level member of the Yang family with a cultivation of the Seventh Level of the Transformative Realm, who was making a racket in front of the Feng family mansion early in the morning.

Feng Wuchen was planning to go for breakfast with Ling Xiaoxiao and the others when he heard the commotion at the door.

“What’s the fuss at the door?” Liu Qingyang asked with a puzzled look.

Feng Wuchen walked over and asked, “What’s going on?”

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“Third Young Master, Yang Chong from the Yang family has brought people to stir up trouble!” a Feng family guard reported respectfully.

“The Yang family?” Feng Wuchen was taken aback for a moment, guessing that they were here because of Yang Zhongtian, and then said, “Let them in.”

“The Third Young Master isn’t thinking of killing someone again, is he?” the guard secretly feared, not overthinking it and running out after responding.

“Feng Zhengxiong! Get your ass out here!” Yang Chong bellowed, his group rushing in swiftly.

“Do you belong to a dog? Why are you yelling so loudly? Afraid others can’t hear you?” Liu Qingyang cursed.

“You little brat, what did you say?” Yang Chong shouted angrily, but then he caught sight of someone and suddenly froze.

“Feng Wuchen?” Yang Chong was slightly startled, and after focusing his gaze for a few seconds, he was certain it was Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen glanced at Yang Chong. He had never cared for Yang Chong, and said indifferently, “Even someone like you could reach the Seventh Level of the Transformative Realm. It seems Yang Tian’s cultivation must be above yours. What do you want, coming to my Feng family’s home and causing such a scene so early in the morning?”

“Hmph! Call your old man out!” Yang Chong said disdainfully.

“Who do you think you are? Can you just see my old man whenever you want? If you don’t have any other business, then get lost quickly. The Feng family does not welcome you,” Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

“You little punk, I’m asking you, Yang Zhongtian came to the Feng family yesterday and didn’t go back. Where is he now?” Yang Chong asked angrily, barely suppressing the urge to smack Feng Wuchen dead on the spot.

Liu Qingyang shrugged and said with a sneer, “I knew it was because of him. But where he went—what does that have to do with us?”

Feng Wuchen pointed to the ground and said, “These ashes are what’s left of Yang Zhongtian.”

“What?” The faces of Yang Chong and the others changed drastically, and only then did they notice the signs of a fight in the Feng family courtyard—the ground was caved in.

“I almost forgot, that’s right, this is Yang Zhongtian. He came to the Feng family to make trouble yesterday and ended up dead,” Liu Qingyang sneered with a contemptuous expression.

“This is outrageous! How dare you kill our brother Yang Zhongtian! I will slaughter you all!” a man shouted angrily, and about a dozen people swarmed forward.

Yang Chong didn’t stop them, and he didn’t make a move either, as if he had another intention.

“You think you trash are enough?” Liu Qingyang said with disdain.

“Seeking death!” Miao Qingqing’s beautiful eyes flashed with cold intent as she and Liu Qingyang acted simultaneously.

“Whiz, whiz!”

“Hiss, hiss, hiss!”

Their speed was astonishing, and wherever they went, sword lights flickered, and blood sprayed. In less than ten seconds, thirteen Yang family guards were killed!

Feng Wuchen didn’t need to lift a finger.

Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing were equally ruthless. Even the Feng family guards were startled. Liu Qingyang was one thing, but they had no idea the quiet and demure Miao Qingqing could be so terrifying.

Yang Chong’s face was extremely gloomy, and his killing intent surged to the skies. Despite seeing over a dozen Yang family guards killed, he held back and didn’t make a move, his fierce gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen. He shouted angrily, “The Feng family has killed so many of my Yang family. I will report this truthfully to the Family Head. The Yang family and your Feng family will not rest until one of us is dead! Just wait for your demise!”

“We welcome you at any time!” Feng Wuchen said calmly.

“Hmph!” Yang Chong shouted angrily, staring fiercely at Feng Wuchen before turning to leave.

“Not sending you off. Be careful not to trip on your way out,” Liu Qingyang said with a cold laugh.

With a flick of his hand, Feng Wuchen’s cyan flames instantly incinerated the dozen-plus corpses to ashes.

“Brother Feng, Yang Chong didn’t make a move. He sent these people to die,” Ling Xiaoxiao said.

“It’s a good excuse to start a war early. They’ve probably already planned to strike on the day of my father’s grand birthday,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile, yet he wasn’t worried at all.

After disposing of the bodies, Feng Wuchen and the other three went to have breakfast before heading out.

Feng Wuchen had already planned to visit Wanbao Pavilion and the Lin family that day. Since Feng Zhengxiong had entrusted everything to Feng Wuchen, it was his responsibility to deal with it.

“Third Young Master! Have you returned?”

“The Feng family’s Third Young Master has returned!”

As Feng Wuchen emerged from the Feng family residence, the people of Unmatched City confirmed that the man who looked similar to Feng Wuchen was undoubtedly the Feng family’s Third Young Master.

On the streets, people politely greeted him as Third Young Master. Even though they knew the Feng family was in peril, they had nothing to say against Feng Wuchen.

Before long, as Feng Wuchen arrived at the Wanbao Pavilion, the news of his return to Unmatched City spread throughout the city.

“Third Young Master!” At the entrance of Wanbao Pavilion, the guards were both excited and thrilled.

“Third Young Master! Please come inside! The Pavilion Master and the others were just planning to visit the Feng family,” one of the guards said excitedly, respectfully ushering Feng Wuchen inside.

Just as they reached the door, they saw Yu Wanxiong and Zhang Han.

“Pavilion Master Yu, long time no see,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

“Third Young Master!” Yu Wanxiong was incredibly excited, as if he had seen a priceless treasure.

“A Third-grade Alchemist!” Yu Wanxiong was utterly shocked upon inadvertently sensing Feng Wuchen’s Soul Power, his expression somewhat stupefied.

In just one year, Feng Wuchen had advanced from a first-grade to the level of a third-grade alchemist. How terrifying was that pace?

Yu Wanxiong, who had seen much of the world, soon regained his composure and personally entertained Feng Wuchen and the other three.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Feng Wuchen got straight to the point and said, “Pavilion Master Yu, tell me the specifics.”

Yu Wanxiong’s expression turned grave. After a moment of contemplation, he said, “Not long after the Third Young Master left, Mo Kun broke through to the First Level of the Yuandan Realm. Because of the incident from a year ago where the Lin family killed the Mo family’s guards, Mo Kun attacked the Lin family upon his breakthrough. Your father and I went to support them. Both sides suffered greatly from the battle, which also drew the Mo family’s attention to Wanbao Pavilion.”

“Soon after, the Huangfu family got involved, aiding the Mo and Yang families in gaining power. When they planned to eliminate the Feng family and Wanbao Pavilion, the Grand Elder of the academy intervened, only then we learned that the Third Young Master had secured the academy’s protection for the Feng family for one year. With the support of the academy, the Huangfu family also had to be cautious. Meanwhile, the Mo and Yang families were trying everything to provoke us into acting first, which would give them an excuse to start a war.”

“With the one-year protection period for the Feng family by the academy almost coming to an end, both I and the Head of the Feng family are anxious and without a solution. Moreover, Tianyun Sect has spread the word that once the year is up, if the academy continues to interfere, they will not stand by idly!”

Yu Wanxiong spoke with increasing helplessness and a sense of powerlessness. It was Tianyun Sect that they feared the most.

Tianyun Sect was the strongest sect in the Empire, able to eliminate anyone they wanted, and the Empire didn’t dare to meddle in their affairs.

Feng Wuchen nodded, “So that’s how it is, no wonder the Yang family is also so rampant.”

“Third Young Master, do you have any good strategies?” Yu Wanxiong asked. Now they could only hope that Feng Wuchen might have a solution.

Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile, “Valley Master Yu, Wanbao Pavilion and the Feng family have shared weal and woe; I will not stand idly by. Let us watch and wait.”

“Third Young Master is not the least bit worried. Could it be you really have a strategy? What cultivation level has the Third Young Master reached now? Why can’t I see it?” Yu Wanxiong was secretly puzzled.

Yu Wanxiong and the others were unaware that Feng Wuchen had killed Yang Zhongtian, and that more than a dozen guards of the Yang family had died at the hands of Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing, otherwise Yu Wanxiong himself might have been too unsettled to sit still.

After getting a brief understanding of the situation, Feng Wuchen and the four went on their way to the Lin family.

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In the Mo family’s great hall.

“Reporting to the Family Head, it has been confirmed that Feng Wuchen has returned to Unmatched City. He’s at Wanbao Pavilion!” a guard reported respectfully.

“That damn kid really came back! If he hadn’t returned, I wouldn’t have been at ease. If we don’t get rid of him, he’ll always be a future threat!” Mo Kun said coldly, his eyes flashing with a vicious murderous intent.

“Reporting to the Family Head, we got news from the Yang family just now that Yang Zhongtian has been killed. Today, Yang Chong took guards to the Feng family, and all thirteen guards died,” another guard entered the hall to report.

“Yang Zhongtian was killed?” Mo Kun’s face showed an expression of disbelief in an instant.

The guard said respectfully, “It’s absolutely true; because of this, the Yang family is furious.”

“Family Head, it seems we can start the war earlier, just in time for Feng Zhengxiong’s big birthday!” the elder said gravely, his deep old eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.

Mo Kun’s expression was very solemn; he was curious as to who had killed Yang Zhongtian. Was it Feng Wuxin? But Feng Wuxin probably wouldn’t dare to act recklessly yet. Apart from Feng Zhengxiong, who in the Feng family could kill Yang Zhongtian?

Could it be Feng Wuchen?

“Impossible, it can’t be him. Even with his high talent, it’s absolutely impossible for him to kill Yang Zhongtian in one year,” Mo Kun shook his head inwardly.

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The death of Yang Zhongtian left the higher-ups of the Yang family enraged to the extreme.

If it weren’t for Yang Qingyun’s intervention, Yang Tian would have already gone to seek revenge against Feng Wuchen.

“Do you know who killed Yang Zhongtian?” Yang Qingyun asked in a somber tone, his face so dark it seemed water could drip from it.

Yang Chong shook his head and said, “I don’t know, but it should be Feng Zhengxiong! Apart from him, there’s also that mysterious Miss Ling, who has already reached the First Level of the Yuandan Realm.”

“First Level of the Yuandan Realm?” The high levels of the Yang family were shocked.

“Absolutely true!” Yang Chong answered very confidently.

“What is Feng Wuchen’s cultivation level?” Yang Shan asked.

“I don’t know; I can’t make out his cultivation level,” Yang Chong shook his head, then asked again, “Family Head, when do we act? We’ve waited too long for this day.”

Yang Qingyun wondered, “What exactly is the background of that girl named Ling Xiaoxiao?”

Having stepped into the First Level of the Yuandan Realm at such a young age, she must be more than just an ordinary talent, making Yang Qingyun concerned.

“Just a little girl, nothing to be fearful of,” Yang Shan shook his head. With Huangfu family and Tianyun Sect backing them, they had no need to be afraid at all.

A fierce murderous glint flashed in Yang Qingyun’s eyes as he said grimly, “In ten days, it’ll be Feng Zhengxiong’s fiftieth birthday, and that will be the day the Feng family meets its doom!”

The Yang and Mo families had both pinpointed their opportunity; they had been waiting eagerly to bring down the Feng family. If it weren’t for the academy’s one-year protection, they would have acted long ago.

Feng Zhengxiong’s birthday would probably not be a peaceful one.

This impending battle might already be unavoidable.