My husband Can Cultivate

Chapter 673: Chapter 673: You’re Just So-So!

A young man in his twenties pursued Sun Yu and Sun Bie all the way to the Zhou Family, where he killed Sun Yu and four other Overlord Level masters right in front of them. Now, unbelievably, he was tormenting a top Second-Rank Overlord. This was simply too inconceivable, too unbelievable.

Impossible! How can this be! How can this bastard be so strong! Yao Qing, that wench, how could she have such a terrifying friend!

The Sun Family had chosen Yao Qing not just because a fortune teller found her birth chart compatible for a fortuitous marriage. It was also because she lacked any notable background or powerful friends, making her easy to bully.

But who could have known that because of this woman, he would lose his parents and his grandfather? Now, even his uncle was severely injured. This left him so distraught he had no tears left to cry.

He had thought that with his uncle’s arrival, he would be absolutely safe and nothing would happen. Who could have expected such a result? It was utterly unbearable!

"Now, may I leave?" Yang Qi asked, one foot planted on the chest of the Zhou Family Head. He looked down on the man with a disdainful smirk.

"Don’t get cocky! My father is coming, and you will surely not die a good death!" the Zhou Family Head snarled.

SMACK!

Yang Qi slapped the Zhou Family Head across the face. "Still talking tough, are you? Fine, we’ll wait for the old patriarch of your Zhou Family. I want to see just how capable he is and if he can actually scare me! But since you won’t let me leave now, it won’t be so easy for you to ask me to leave later!"

He was not afraid of the Zhou Family’s patriarch.

The old master, Zhou Shang, was at most on the same level as the former King of Jingnan—a mere Beginner-Level Third-Rank Overlord. He truly wasn’t scared.

At his current level, he wouldn’t even be afraid of a top Fourth-Rank Overlord. Using his Green Emperor Body and Golden Eagle Wings, he even had the power to fight a Fifth-Rank Overlord.

What was a mere Beginner-Level Third-Rank Overlord to him?

"So young, yet so cruel! You kill the innocent and trespass on private property. Such crimes are punishable by death!"

Just then, three elders rapidly approached from the distance, arriving before the crowd in an instant. The one who spoke was in the middle. He was white-haired and about seventy years old, yet still vigorous, and he radiated the aura of a Third-Rank Overlord.

Indeed, he was a Beginner-Level Third-Rank Overlord, exactly as Yang Qi had guessed.

Zhou Shang said coldly, "Considering this is your first offense, kneel and confess your crimes at once. I might consider sparing your life. Otherwise, whether you flee to the heavens or hide in the underworld, no one will be able to save you!"

As expected of the Zhou Family’s patriarch and the ostensible number one expert of Longjiang Prefecture, Zhou Shang carried himself with an air of superiority, as if everyone before him were mere ants.

"Heh!" Yang Qi laughed. "Old man, who do you think you are, claiming no one in heaven or on earth can save me? You really think too highly of yourself. Have you ever stepped outside your little world? Have you ever seen a real master? For someone of your age, you’re surprisingly idiotic."

His words were so shocking that the onlookers’ eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

This kid must be insane, daring to insult Patriarch Zhou Shang? Calling him idiotic? What audacity!

"Wretch! I gave you a chance you didn’t cherish, and now you dare to insult me! Release my son at once, or don’t blame me for getting rough," Zhou Shang spat, his face ominously dark. Never since his debut had he been so disrespected by a mere youngster. It was becoming unbearable.

"Oh, so you do remember your son is in my hands?" Yang Qi sneered. "Then why are you acting so high and mighty? Haven’t you ever heard that you shouldn’t threaten someone who holds a hostage? Let me think... how should I deal with this hostage of mine?"

"Damn you! What are you trying to do? If you dare kill me, my Zhou Family will never forgive you!" The Zhou Family Head was on the verge of madness.

He had actually become Yang Qi’s hostage. If word of this got out, the humiliation would be unbearable.

"You coward. I thought you were brave," Yang Qi said indifferently. "Kneel down and apologize, and I’ll let you go. Otherwise, you probably won’t live to see the end of this day."

"Impossible!"

The Zhou Family Head still cared about his reputation. As the head of the Zhou Family—even if he was just handling miscellaneous affairs for the old patriarch—he was the face of the family. If he knelt and apologized, he wouldn’t just be losing his own face; he would be disgracing the entire Zhou Family.

"Oh? In that case, you can just die!"

Yang Qi smiled as a golden longsword materialized in his hand once more. He thrust it toward the Zhou Family Head’s throat.

"How dare you!" Zhou Shang roared.

"I’ll kneel! I apologize!"

When the sword was less than an inch from his throat, the Zhou Family Head finally broke down, his pants soaking wet. He no longer cared about losing face as he knelt on the ground, apologizing profusely.

"Heh, that’s more like it. Now scram!"

Yang Qi kicked the Zhou Family Head away, then turned to Zhou Shang with a smile. "The head of your Zhou Family isn’t very impressive. I wonder how you measure up, old man?"

"Young man, those who commit too many wicked deeds are doomed to self-destruct! Today, you have insulted my Zhou Family multiple times! I absolutely cannot spare you!" Zhou Shang unleashed a terrifying killing intent, so palpable it felt solid.

"Spare me the sanctimonious talk. A few words from you won’t decide who’s right or wrong. If you have the guts, then make your move!" Yang Qi beckoned with his hand.

"Die!"

Wrapped in a towering rage, Zhou Shang roared and charged at Yang Qi.

Yang Qi simply smiled and charged toward Zhou Shang as well.

"My heavens, I really underestimated this kid. I thought he wouldn’t last long after setting foot in the Zhou residence, but he’s actually forced Patriarch Zhou to take action. He’s incredible!"

"Indeed, far too incredible!"

Among the onlooking martial artists, not all wanted to remain forever inferior. If these older-generation powerhouses were eliminated, or if the Zhou Family fell, they would have a chance to rise. Thus, in a sense, they were actually rooting for Yang Qi.

But could Yang Qi really defeat Zhou Shang?

Zhou Shang had been a genius in his youth, and though he was old now, he had broken through to become a Third-Rank Overlord. Yang Qi was a genius who seemed to have come from nowhere, already a First-Rank Overlord at such a young age, but a significant gap still existed between their Realms. Could he possibly win?

Everyone watched with bated breath.

BOOM!

The two figures collided on the ground.

A ferocious aura burst forth, seeming to dim the sun and moon and alter the very colors of the sky.

The next moment, a figure was sent flying backward.

When the crowd looked closer, they saw it was Zhou Shang, the Zhou patriarch.

Yang Qi stood his ground, not having moved an inch. "Heh, Patriarch Zhou, your Third-Rank Overlord cultivation is just so-so. It seems you’re not even as strong as me, a First-Rank Overlord."

Zhou Shang was reeling with shock.

Yang Qi’s strength had completely shattered his fragile confidence. A young man, a First-Rank Overlord, had just repelled him—and with such ease.