Chapter 101: Chapter 95: Retribution Points +24000
The Wang Clan’s ancestral residence was vast.
It was a sprawling complex of buildings, with pavilions and towers packed closely together.
At this moment,
atop a tall pavilion,
three figures stood.
Besides two middle-aged men who looked to be in their fifties,
the third was Wang Qinglian, dressed in a white gown, her beauty refined and otherworldly.
From the moment Chen Xuan had stepped through the main gate, the two middle-aged men’s gazes had been fixed on him. Now, seeing how Chen Xuan was treating Wang Jinglan, their eyelids couldn’t help but twitch.
"Qinglian, isn’t this going too far?"
One of the men, clad in a purple robe, couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s not."
Wang Qinglian’s voice was cold, her aura keeping everyone at a distance like biting frost. "It’s just a little pain right now. What does that count for? It’s better than being killed by someone else in the future. Those great Martial Dao sects won’t show us any mercy. In the future, are you going to go beg them to spare the Wang Clan?"
"But... this is too brutal!"
The purple-robed man was shocked and angry.
’Is this kid not treating Jinglan like a woman at all?’
’What the fuck? What woman could endure being tortured like this?’
"Brutality is exactly what’s needed! A serious illness requires strong medicine!"
Wang Qinglian’s tone was icy, her demeanor aloof. "For too long, these clansmen have relied on the Wang Clan’s thousand-year foundation, running rampant in Canglan Province, doing as they please. They are mired in past glories, unwilling to improve themselves. They just put on airs in front of outsiders, thinking they’re the center of the universe. But who among them can see the invisible crisis our Wang Clan is facing? If we don’t deal them a heavy blow to awaken their fighting spirit, are we really going to wait until our clan is completely wiped out to feel regret?"
"But this..."
The purple-robed man’s expression shifted, and he seemed unable to bear watching the scene unfold in the distance.
"I, for one, think Qinglian is right!"
The other middle-aged man, dressed in green, said softly. "The Wang clansmen have indeed become too comfortable, too complacent and arrogant. The clan is now facing threats from numerous Martial Dao sects. If this continues, the Wang Clan is doomed to fall!"
"Doomed to fall?"
The purple-robed man’s heart trembled, his lips quivering.
In the end, he said no more.
But when he looked back at the scene in the distance, his eyelids began to twitch violently again.
It wasn’t just him.
Even the man in green and Wang Qinglian herself looked slightly taken aback.
They seemed stunned by what they were seeing.
...
Outside the exquisite courtyard.
Wang Jinglan’s face was covered in blood. Terrified, she had finally broken. Under Chen Xuan’s relentless slamming, she had given in, succumbing to fear and pain.
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Please, just let me go!"
Wang Jinglan cried out.
’Even now, she couldn’t understand why no elders had come.’ ’She was being brutally beaten!’ ’Have the elders all died or something?’
THUMP!
Chen Xuan casually tossed her aside. "You should have just said so from the start," he said coolly. "Kneel."
"Sob... sob..."
Her face streaked with tears, Wang Jinglan struggled painfully to her feet, then collapsed to her knees before Chen Xuan. Her small frame trembled like an injured kitten. Her blood-soaked black hair was splayed across her face, which was a mess of tears and blood. She slowly kowtowed, her head touching the ground. "Please, let me go! I’m trash!!" she wailed.
"Please, let me go! I’m trash!!"
"Please, let me go! I’m trash!!"
"Cousin Jinglan!"
A group of Wang clansmen cried out.
At that moment, they felt as if their own backbones had been shattered.
They were the Wang Clan of Canglan!
Cousin Jinglan was one of the leaders of their younger generation.
And today, she had been beaten into uttering such words.
"Good girl. That’s more like it."
Without any hesitation, Chen Xuan planted his large foot on the back of her neck.
Wang Jinglan had been about to push herself up, but she suddenly felt a heavy weight on her neck. SPLAT! Her face was crushed completely into the ground, making it impossible to get up. Tears streamed from her eyes as if they were free.
"Waaaah..."
Her spirit was utterly broken...
[You have shattered a woman’s pride, forcing her to recognize reality. In doing so, you have shocked the hidden observers: the pride of the Wang Clan, Wang Qinglian; Wang Clan Patriarch Wang Zhengxuan; Wang Clan Vice-Patriarch Wang Rufeng; and forty-three clan elders. Retribution is exceptional. +21,000 retribution points!]
Chen Xuan’s expression froze.
’That high?’
’Fuck, there were that many people watching in secret?’
’Forty-three elders alone?’
’And the Wang Clan Patriarch?’
’The Vice-Patriarch?’
In an instant, Chen Xuan broke out in a cold sweat. He could no longer remain calm. He immediately lifted his foot from her head and said, "Get up."
"Don’t worry. No one can touch you."
A voice as cold as frost suddenly echoed in Chen Xuan’s mind. It was Wang Qinglian, using a secret voice transmission technique. "You did very well," she said coldly.
Chen Xuan’s mind reeled.
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’Are your words even worth anything?’
’In front of so many elders, and your Patriarch... you’re putting me in a really difficult position...’
He fell silent.
Wang Jinglan lay on the ground, sobbing, her face a mess of blood and dirt. Her body shuddered, her voice choked with unbearable pain.
She had never felt so wronged in her life.
Today’s events felt like a nightmare.
She felt as if she’d been stripped bare for all to see, utterly defenseless...
The other Wang clansmen also had tears streaming down their faces. They glared at Chen Xuan with extreme resentment. A few of them rushed forward, lifted Wang Jinglan from the ground, and quickly carried her away.
"Don’t be alarmed. More people will challenge you later," Wang Qinglian’s cold voice came again. "I want you to continue being ruthless. Defeat them all, wake them all up. Make them understand true reality!" ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Chen Xuan’s heart went cold.
’Damn it.’
’This feeling of being forced into a corner is really terrible.’
’Even though it was satisfying, I still feel like my hands are tied.’
’Wake others up? Sooner or later, I’ll be the one waking *you* up! When I get stronger, I’ll give you a taste of your own medicine!’
Chen Xuan thought to himself.
He turned and walked directly into the courtyard.
When he opened his status panel and saw the huge amount of retribution points, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.
’A few more hauls like this and I’ll be rich.’
’Maybe after I go back, I can reach the peak of the Gang Energy Realm!’
’It might not even be impossible to break through to the True Qi Realm.’
Name: Chen Xuan
Heart Method: None
Martial Arts: Lightning-Fire Vajra Skill [(Sixth Layer) Three Thousand Thunders, Inner Blazing Sun, Mountain-Splitting Earth-Shaking, Soul-Severing Palm], Shattering Star Finger (Sixth Layer), Flame Heaven-Burning Palm (Sixth Layer)
Cultivation: Gang Energy Sixth Layer
Talents: Innate Divine Strength, Copper Skin Iron Bones, Indestructible Fist Intent Level 1, Lightning Dharma King Level 1 (A new talent can be unlocked with each increase in Fame level. Current Fame: Widely Acclaimed)
Retribution Points: 36,100 (Can be used to deduce Martial Arts)
...
’Alright, having points and not using them makes me an idiot.’
Chen Xuan took out the porcelain bottle containing the Qi and Blood Pills and this time, he poured out three.
The previous dose of two was no longer enough for him.
As his realm grew stronger, his consumption of pills naturally increased.
He swallowed the three pills in one gulp.
Chen Xuan recited inwardly again.
"Retribution points, upgrade the Lightning-Fire Vajra Skill!"
[Ding! You have consumed 10,000 retribution points to upgrade your Lightning-Fire Vajra Skill. A potent Qi and Blood Pill effect has been detected. You have gained 200x Cultivation Speed!]
[At this moment, you feel the Gang Energy in your body is no longer a rushing river, but has transformed into boiling molten metal, roaring and howling through your flesh and blood. Your bones emit a dense sound like popping beans or the clang of metal on metal. Each bone is being repeatedly tempered, its density increasing madly. Deep within your marrow and flesh, it feels as if specks of golden flame are igniting and growing!]
[Without hesitation, you pump in another 14,000 retribution points. Finally, you feel your bones and flesh undergo another round of new tempering. The golden flames merge perfectly with your Gang Energy.]
[Congratulations, Host! You have reached the Gang Energy Seventh Layer!]
BOOM!
A powerful, fiery energy once again surged forth from within Chen Xuan’s body, vast and mighty like a torrent of fire, causing his body and strength to ascend to a new level.
"I still have 12,100 points left. Just enough to upgrade Shattering Star Finger and Flame Heaven-Burning Palm."
Chen Xuan thought.
It was the same principle as before.
Before cultivating True Qi, the more Martial Arts you stack, the stronger your body is forged.
Therefore, he wouldn’t be stingy with his retribution points!
Only by becoming powerful in every aspect would he be worthy of claiming more retribution.
[Ding! You have consumed 4,000 retribution points to upgrade Shattering Star Finger. As you have already reached the Gang Energy Seventh Layer, your Shattering Star Finger effortlessly reaches the Seventh Layer!]
[Ding! You have consumed 4,000 retribution points to upgrade Flame Heaven-Burning Palm. Your Flame Heaven-Burning Palm has also successfully reached the Seventh Layer!]
A series of notifications sounded.
"Hooo..."
Chen Xuan slowly exhaled a breath of hot air and began to move around the room.
’Good!’
’Very powerful!’
’Who could possibly imagine their strength changing so drastically from one day to the next!’