The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

At seven years old, he, like Chen Dong, had been practicing martial arts for over a year. After being showered with praise, he came to believe he was invincible and naturally began his campaign of challenges.

The very first person he challenged was his older half-brother, Chen Dong.

All the servants in the household said Chen Dong’s talent for martial arts was trash. They called him a stubborn, unteachable fool, a world apart from his brother. Hatching a little scheme to build his own confidence in the Martial Dao, he challenged Chen Dong.

He was too young to know that ever since Chen Dong’s mother had died, Chen Dong held no status whatsoever in the Chen Family. The servants, of course, sided with him, belittling Chen Dong to get on his good side.

It was only after the challenge that he discovered how terribly wrong he had been. Chen Dong completely dominated him throughout the fight, beating him until he cried.

After he told his mother what happened, she flew into a rage and took Guo San to cripple Chen Dong directly. Yes, he saw it all with his own eyes. Chen Dong’s Dantian and all four of his limbs were destroyed. They only spared his life, locking him in the woodshed.

’Thinking back on it now, Mother only left him alive to arrange for a more suitable death. The death of a direct heir of the Chen Family was a major affair, after all. But unexpectedly, a servant smuggled him away. I heard Mother sent Guo San to hunt him down. I never saw Chen Dong again after that.’

The fact that he could reach the Tiangang realm by age twenty-two was in no small part due to the blow that long-ago battle had dealt him.

Back in the banquet hall, just as Chen Dong grabbed Guo San’s left leg, preparing to snap it again, a resonant, powerful voice cut him off.

”What an arrogant brat! So ruthless!”

A tall, middle-aged man with slicked-back hair, wearing a black trench coat, strode into the banquet hall.

Chen Dong frowned at the newcomer. The man’s trench coat was the standard issue of the Military Suppression Department, and it was even embroidered with Dark Gold patterns. It wasn’t hard to guess that this person was a Domain Lord from the Military Suppression Department.

A stream of Military Suppression Department personnel followed in his wake.

Guo Lingtong hurried forward and pointed at Chen Dong. ”Lord Xue, this man is an Evil Cultivator! He has caused a huge disturbance at our Chen Family banquet and beaten my third uncle into this state!”

She was the one who had called for the Military Suppression Department. Since even Guo San was no match for Chen Dong, her only choice was to bring them in.

Xue Yi raised a hand. ”Lady of the Chen Family, rest assured. Now that I am here, I will not allow this Evil Cultivator to run rampant!” He sized up Chen Dong and barked coldly, ”Brat, release the man you’re holding! To dare cause trouble in Beijing... you show no respect for my Military Suppression Department!”

Zhao Wenxuan grew anxious. It would be a huge problem if Chen Dong was taken into the custody of the Military Suppression Department. He stepped forward and said, ”Lord Xue, Chen Dong is my Zhao Family son-in-law, not an Evil Cultivator. Everything that happened here is just a misunderstanding!”

This put Xue Yi in a difficult position. The Military Suppression Department couldn’t just recklessly intervene in the conflicts of powerful families. Still, the name Chen Dong sounded somewhat familiar to him.

A dark hatred filled Guo Lingtong’s eyes as she glared venomously at the two members of the Zhao Family.

Chen Dong knew that with the Military Suppression Department here, it was no longer realistic to continue torturing Guo San. In an instant, he yanked Guo San up and slammed a palm down on the crown of his head. Guo San immediately began bleeding from his seven orifices, his breath cut short as he died on the spot!

”Third Uncle!” Guo Lingtong screamed. She couldn’t believe Chen Dong had still dared to strike!

”Such audacity! To kill someone right before my very eyes!” Xue Yi roared. The aura in the hall changed in an instant. A wind whipped up out of nowhere, knocking over dishes and wine jugs. An immense, suffocating pressure bore down on Chen Dong.

”Second Master Zhao, this man has committed a crime right in front of me. My hands are tied!” Xue Yi said coldly, simultaneously issuing a command. ”Take him down!”

A squad of Military Suppression Department personnel rushed toward Chen Dong.

Chen Dong raised an eyebrow. A brilliant light of thunder erupted from his hands, and in an instant, a net of lightning blocked the path of the Military Suppression Department agents.

”’Thunder Arts!’” Xue Yi muttered, finally remembering who Chen Dong was. Others might not know, but as a Domain Lord of the Military Suppression Department, he was aware that Chen Dong possessed the strength of an Outer Manifestation expert. A glint appeared in his eye. ”So you’re the Thunder Dharma King. Do you intend to raise hell in Beijing?”

Chen Dong shook his head. ”I am only here for revenge.”

Xue Yi was taken aback. ”Revenge?” ’Even the Military Suppression Department can’t find anything on Chen Dong’s origins. He has enemies in Beijing?’

Before Xue Yi could decide whether to start a fight with an Outer Manifestation expert in the Inner City, a subordinate rushed over to report frantically, ”Domain Lord, millions of crows have suddenly appeared in the city! Many civilians have already been injured by their pecking!”

Both Chen Dong and Xue Yi were stunned.

Xue Yi immediately barked at his Military Suppression Department personnel, ”We’re leaving!” Compared to the messy affairs of these powerful families, the safety of all of Beijing was far more important.

The squad from the Military Suppression Department departed swiftly.

Chen Dong followed them out in a flash. ’Crows on this scale must mean the Corpse Doves have arrived in Beijing.’ Guo San was dead, and Guo Lingtong wasn’t going anywhere. Besides, his good-for-nothing father wasn’t present. Chen Dong wasn’t in a hurry to deal with Guo Lingtong, so he followed the others outside.

Once the Military Suppression Department had left, Guo Lingtong had been terrified, deeply afraid that Chen Dong would kill her with a single palm strike as well. But when Chen Dong also followed them out, she let out a huge sigh of relief.

She yelled to the Chief Steward beside her, ”Quick, get the Patriarch back here!”

As Chen Dong exited the Chen Family residence, a number of other people followed him out. The sky was filled with countless crows, swooping and pecking at anyone they saw. They were particularly frenzied when they encountered Martial Artists, throwing themselves at them in relentless, suicidal waves.

In the short time Chen Dong had been outside, several crows had already swooped down to attack him.

Chen Dong casually waved his hand, unleashing his Thunder Arts. The crows dropped from the sky one after another. He noticed the resentful energy within these crows was faint; they seemed to be mass-produced by a Corpse Dove. ’They’re undoubtedly Wraith Crows,’ he concluded. ’If the Corpse Dove is here, then Lord You must be as well. But why would they attack Beijing like this?’