The Qi Cultivation Emperor Who Snatches Brides, do you think you're funny?

The crowd erupted in chaos, with a flood of questions and speculations arising.

"They're actually half-brothers? How is that possible? Judging from how they fought each other to the death before, they don't seem like it at all!" A young disciple stared in disbelief, his eyes wide, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

“Yes, even if brothers have a conflict, they wouldn’t fight this hard, would they? There must be some hidden story behind this,” another disciple chimed in, his face full of curiosity.

"Could it be about vying for family resources or status? I've heard that the Jiang family used to be a major clan in the cultivation world, so the struggles within must have been fierce." An older disciple stroked his chin, speculating thoughtfully.

"Possibly! The Jiang family might possess some rare treasures or inherited cultivation techniques, and it's quite possible that the two became enemies over these things." The person next to him nodded in agreement, finding the guess very reasonable.

Murong Xue pondered to herself, "If it really is for the sake of family resources, then it makes sense. But Jiang Yu is hiding his true intentions too well. I've never heard of him having this kind of relationship with Jiang Yang before. It seems that the story behind this is far more complicated than it appears on the surface."

She frowned slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

Lu Shaoyou muttered to himself, his face full of doubt: "Half-brothers should support each other, but they fight to the death. Could the downfall of the Jiang family be related to their infighting?"

His eyes were filled with curiosity, and he was increasingly eager to know the truth behind it.

Some of the female disciples huddled together, whispering among themselves. "Could it be something to do with their feelings? Like falling for the same woman?"

A female disciple blushed and whispered her guess.

"Oh, that's unlikely. Judging from their expressions, it seems more like they're acting in the family's best interests. But when it comes to matters of the heart, you never know," another female disciple replied, her eyes gleaming with gossip.

The dean and elders looked very solemn.

Jiang Yang felt a mix of emotions as he looked at everyone's reactions.

He gritted his teeth, looked at Jiang Yu, and said, "Jiang Yu, the grudge between us is none of anyone else's business. Today, I will settle things with you."

Jiang Yu sneered: "Let's settle this once and for all? Jiang Yang, do you think you still have a chance?"

Wang Li stood there, watching Jiang Yu and Jiang Yang's tense standoff, her heart surging with murderous intent like a raging tide. Her eyes were wide open, almost bulging out of their sockets, fixed on Jiang Yu, her gaze seeming to transform into tangible blades, ready to tear him to pieces.

"This bastard must not be allowed to live! Why does he keep ruining Yang'er's plans?" Wang Li roared furiously in her heart.

Jealousy grew wildly in her heart like a malignant tumor, almost taking over her entire mind.

She was jealous that Jiang Yu could obtain such miraculous Taoist techniques, and jealous that even though Jiang Yu was not valued in the Jiang family, he still possessed such amazing abilities.

“I gave everything for Yang’er, meticulously planning everything so that he could rise above others in the Jiang family and inherit everything. But this bastard child is like a ghost, always haunting us and disrupting our plans time and time again.”

Wang Li was filled with resentment. She remembered how she had carefully maneuvered in the Jiang family for Jiang Yang's sake, and how she had tried her best to suppress Jiang Yu. But now Jiang Yu had appeared in front of everyone in such a shocking way, which made her feel unprecedented fear and anger.

"He shouldn't be alive at all! He was a mistake from the moment he was born!" Wang Li's heart was filled with murderous intent; she felt that Jiang Yu's existence was the greatest threat to her and Jiang Yang. "As long as Jiang Yu lives, Yang'er will never have a peaceful day. He has a mysterious powerful figure backing him, and such miraculous Taoist techniques; how could Yang'er possibly be his match?"

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt about Jiang Yu's existence, like a thorn in her side. "No, I have to find a way to kill him. No matter what means I have to use, no matter what the cost, I have to make him disappear from this world."

A crazed glint flashed in Wang Li's eyes; her reason had been completely consumed by jealousy and murderous intent. "Jiang Yu, do you think you can rest easy now that you have all this? You're too naive. I will never let you succeed; you are destined to die by my hand." Wang Li's heart was filled with resolve; she had made up her mind to kill Jiang Yu at all costs.

"Yang'er is my only hope. I can't let this bastard ruin his future. Even if it means going against the whole world, I will protect Yang'er." A crazy obsession surged in Wang Li's heart. She felt that everything she did was for Jiang Yang, and she would stop at nothing for Jiang Yang.

She looked at Jiang Yu as if he were her mortal enemy. "Jiang Yu, just you wait, your death is near. I'll show you what happens when you mess with me and Yang'er."

Wang Li secretly vowed in her heart that the murderous intent and jealousy in her heart were like a raging fire, burning brighter and brighter, almost threatening to devour her whole.

Wang Li's eyes burned with a mad flame; she could no longer suppress the murderous intent within her, which was like a volcanic eruption.

While everyone was still in shock, their eyes darting between Jiang Yu and Jiang Yang, she suddenly attacked like an enraged mother beast.

She quickly formed hand seals, chanted incantations, and exuded a strange and gloomy aura.

The aura, like a tangible black mist, quickly condensed into a powerful technique radiating a chilling killing intent.

This powerful technique seemed to originate from the deepest hell, carrying endless resentment and destructive power as it hurtled towards Jiang Yu.

"Jiang Yu, die!" Wang Li roared hoarsely, her voice seemingly bursting forth from the depths of her soul, filled with a resolute determination that disregarded everything.

Her hair flew wildly with this frenzied force, and her face was twisted and deformed by extreme anger and jealousy, no longer possessing its former dignity.

At this moment, she was completely dominated by a frenzied killing intent, and she had only one thought in her mind—to kill Jiang Yu!
That ominous magic technique streaked through the air like a shooting star, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Wherever the magic passed, space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind black cracks.

Wang Li stared intently at Jiang Yu, her eyes filled with madness and pleasure, as if she could already see Jiang Yu being instantly killed and reduced to ashes by this magical technique.

"No one can stop me, no one can ruin Yang'er's good deed!" Wang Li shouted loudly while frantically activating the magic technique.

In her mind, Jiang Yu was the biggest obstacle preventing Jiang Yang from achieving glory. As long as Jiang Yu was eliminated, Jiang Yang could have a smooth journey and inherit all the glory of the Jiang family.

And there's that she wants to bury...

She had fallen into a mad obsession, completely disregarding the consequences of this sudden attack and the shocked gazes of the people around her. Her eyes were only on Jiang Yu, the "thorn in her side" she wanted to get rid of immediately.

Jiang Yu looked at Wang Li coldly, then smiled.

"Stepmother, you've really gone to great lengths for Jiang Yang!"

Jiang Yu raised his hand and slapped hard, instantly dispelling Wang Li's magic technique and sending her flying backward.

(End of this chapter)