The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 206: Chapter 206 Grandma San Ying Chapter 206: Chapter 206 Grandma San Ying Jing Yan had indeed promised Long Chenyu a 20 percent share in the Pill Tower, yet he had never specified that it would include the share of the Pill Tower soon to be built in the South District Market.

Long Chenyu was merely wishful thinking.

Moreover, since no written agreement had been signed, even if Long Chenyu went to the City Lord Mansion, the City Lord would not support his claim.

This silent loss was something Long Chenyu could only grit his teeth and bear.

He was not reconciled, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, when Long Chenyu looked into Jing Yan’s eyes, they seemed almost ready to burst into flames.

The words he had just spoken weren’t entirely false.

The weapon shop in the South District Market, the one Jing Yan had dismantled with his own hands, was indeed his main asset in Donglin City, worth seventy to eighty thousand Spirit Stones.

For a martial artist at the Middle Stage of Innate, seventy to eighty thousand Spirit Stones was truly a vast amount.

Most martial artists in the Middle Stage of Innate or the Early Stage of Innate could not produce that many Spirit Stones.

Even those with family backgrounds, like some elders of the Jing Family, probably did not have so many readily exchangeable resources.

It was certain that Long Chenyu felt pain.

Besides the weapon shop, the liquid resources he had were not much either.

What Long Chenyu couldn’t accept the most was not that he was played by Jing Yan, but that various grades of weapons stocked in his weapon shop were taken away by Jing Chenxing, who was at Jing Yan’s side.

Because he was too overjoyed just moments ago, thinking he was about to gain huge profits, he didn’t care about the weapons in the shop at all, so he didn’t stop Jing Chenxing from taking all the weapons.

Now recalling this, Long Chenyu felt another twinge in his heart.

Cruel!

Jing Yan was too cruel!

“Jing!

Yan!” Long Chenyu’s voice was even somewhat hoarse.

“So ruthless!

I, Long Chenyu, admit defeat!

However, that weaponry of mine, shouldn’t you return it?

You’ve dismantled the weapon shop, but you can’t just take those weapons!” Long Chenyu gritted his teeth.

“Weapons?

What weapons?” Jing Yan feigned ignorance.

“Jing Yan, stop playing dumb.

In my weapon shop, there were weapons of various grades worth tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

You’d better return those weapons to me.” Long Chenyu felt a darkness before his eyes, nearly collapsing.

It was always he, Long Chenyu, who took advantage of others, but this time, he was outmaneuvered by Jing Yan, suffering a heavy loss.

“Ah!” Jing Yan suddenly nodded.

“You’re talking about those weapons!

Those weapons aren’t yours anymore.

You haven’t forgotten that you just exchanged the entire weapon shop for my 20 percent share in the Pill Tower, have you?”

Jing Yan shook his head.

Those weapons, of course, he would not easily return to Long Chenyu.

Long Chenyu had brought this upon himself and didn’t deserve sympathy.

Initially, Jing Yan had made such a big concession, preferring to spend tens of thousands of Spirit Stones more to buy his weapon shop, yet he had been greedy and reneged.

Now, would Jing Yan feel sympathy for him?

Another reason Jing Yan felt resentment towards Long Chenyu was that Long Chenyu was associated with the Wen Family.

And behind the Zhao Family, which Jing Yan detested with a vengeance, was also this Wen Family.

Jing Yan even suspected that the Wen Family had a connection to his grandfather’s death.

The Dark Night Assassin Organization, which Jing Yan learned about in detail upon returning to Donglin City, was exceedingly mysterious.

Even if the Zhao Family wanted to connect with Dark Night, they might not qualify.

So, it was very likely that the Wen Family helped the Zhao Family link up with the Dark Night Organization.

This possibility was quite significant.

All things considered, Jing Yan would certainly not show mercy to Long Chenyu.

“Jing Yan, don’t be too excessive.

Provoking me too far won’t benefit you either.” Long Chenyu’s expression was fierce, feeling as if his lungs were about to explode.

He wished he could tear Jing Yan apart.

Here, many pairs of eyes were watching.

If it were just losing a weapon shop, Long Chenyu could accept it.

However, being embarrassed in front of so many martial artists was something he couldn’t stomach.

Long Chenyu had always prided himself as being above those from Donglin City, thinking of the local fighters as nothing but bumpkins, and he had always carried himself with a condescending attitude towards Donglin City martial artists.

Now, suffering such an insult and being humiliated by the bumpkins of Donglin City, he couldn’t swallow this humiliation!

“Long Chenyu, aren’t you the one who is being excessive?

Alright, I’m tired of arguing with you.

Now you can get out of the market.

Humph, if you continue to cause trouble, don’t blame me for expelling you from the South District Market.” Jing Yan huffed coldly, his gaze narrowing as he swept it towards Long Chenyu.

“Jing Yan!” Long Chenyu roared, “You insult me like this; I will fight you with all I’ve got!

Ah…”

Finally, Long Chenyu erupted.

He had lost all reason.

He knew that Jing Yan’s strength was not something he could match, but still, he charged at Jing Yan, launching a fierce attack.

“Overestimating yourself!”

Facing Long Chenyu’s attack, Jing Yan flipped his palm, and a wave of audacious Primordial Energy rolled out.

Long Chenyu’s strength, compared to Zhao Zhenyan, was far inferior.

He posed no threat to Jing Yan whatsoever.

“Boom!”

After the loud noise, Long Chenyu’s body was sent flying backward at an even faster speed.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

“You…

how dare you lay a hand on me?” Struck and knocked to the ground, Long Chenyu sobered up a bit and glared at Jing Yan with venomous eyes.

“You’ll regret this!

Jing Yan, you will definitely regret this.

You don’t know, you’ve provoked someone you simply can’t afford to provoke,” Long Chenyu ranted, his hair disheveled and looking mad.

He appeared utterly pitiful.

However, the many martial artists watching nearby felt no sympathy for Long Chenyu.

Everyone had witnessed the entire incident and agreed that it was entirely Long Chenyu’s own fault.

If he hadn’t been too greedy, things wouldn’t have escalated to this point.

“How dare you!”

Just then, an angry shout roared through the air.

“Hmm?” Jing Yan and the others turned to look.

They saw a gray figure flying toward them rapidly.

“A Dao Spirit Realm expert?”

All the martial artists trembled slightly upon seeing the gray figure.

This gray figure moved as fast as lightning; one moment hundreds of meters away, the next, close at hand, clearly capable of flying.

Only a strong person from the Dao Spirit Realm could manage to fly in such a short time.

The newcomer was evidently a Dao Spirit Realm expert.

“Grandma San Ying?” Jing Tianying’s face suddenly changed when he saw who it was.

Most people present didn’t recognize this gray figure, but Jing Tianying did.

In Donglin City, everyone knew of three Dao Spirit Realm experts: City Lord Huo Chunyang, Extreme Combat Association President Ding Qiniang, and Zhao Family Head Zhao Dangyuan.

These three were publicly known powerful figures.

Only a few knew that there was another Dao Spirit Realm expert residing in Donglin City, the gray-clothed elder before them – Grandma San Ying.

Grandma San Ying was reclusive and rarely interacted with others.

She lived in a secluded ordinary house in Donglin City and hardly ever left her residence.

Jing Tianying, although aware of Grandma San Ying’s presence, knew nothing about her background.

It seemed that Grandma San Ying had suddenly moved to Donglin City about twenty or thirty years ago.

Her origins and identity remained a mystery; even the Jing Family had tried but failed to uncover her past.

Now, Grandma San Ying had appeared.

Seeing the expression on Grandma San Ying’s face, Jing Tianying had a bad feeling.

It seemed that Grandma San Ying knew Long Chenyu, and she had shouted “How dare you!” in anger as soon as she appeared, evidently directed at Jing Yan for injuring Long Chenyu.

“This is bad, Jing Yan!” Jing Tianying whispered urgently next to Jing Yan.

“Fourth Elder, who is this person…?” Jing Yan of course knew that Grandma San Ying was a Dao Spirit Realm expert, but he had never seen nor even heard of her before.

When did such a powerful figure emerge in Donglin City?

“It’s hard to explain right now,” Jing Tianying shook his head.

“But it looks like we’re in trouble.

Grandma San Ying is no ordinary person; even the City Lord shows great deference to her.

I heard once that the City Lord had a disagreement with her, and he actually apologized to her in the end.”

The City Lord had compromised!

“What?” Jing Yan’s face also shifted slightly.

“Fourth Elder, could it be that Grandma San Ying is stronger than the City Lord?” Jing Yan was genuinely alarmed.

“Well… Grandma San Ying’s strength may not surpass the City Lord’s.

However, she is a Pill Master, and a very potent one at that,” Jing Tianying replied, his eyes flickering.

…

“Grandma…” Long Chenyu, revitalized by Grandma San Ying’s appearance, managed to stand up with the help of Li Er, his face still pale but much better than before.

He spoke plaintively to Grandma San Ying’s calling her title, but didn’t approach her, seemingly afraid of her as well.

As soon as Long Chenyu spoke, Jing Yan and the others confirmed that Grandma San Ying indeed knew Long Chenyu, and their relationship seemed to be more than ordinary.

“Good-for-nothing fool!” Grandma San Ying glared at Long Chenyu and scolded.

Long Chenyu quickly lowered his head, not daring to retort.

Grandma San Ying’s gaze then turned towards Jing Yan.

Jing Yan felt as if Grandma San Ying’s eyes were like sharp knives, seemingly piercing through his body.

Grandma San Ying appeared very old, probably much older than Jing Chunyu, but her gaze was incredibly sharp, making it difficult to meet her eyes.

Just being looked at by her felt immensely pressuring.

“Boy, you dared to harm my beloved grandson!

You’re far too bold.” Grandma San Ying’s voice was rather deep but held a chilly piercing quality, like flames wrapped in ice.

It sounded powerless yet hid frightening strength, making it dangerous to touch lightly.