Stuck on the highway, I just flew home on my sword!

The old Chen family residence in Suzhou, Jiangnan Province.

This sprawling garden stands out solemnly in Suzhou, where land is incredibly valuable.

The Chen family is an ancient martial arts family in Jiangnan Province with a history of over a hundred years. The current patriarch, Chen Canghai, is already a master at the early stage of Nirvana Realm and is a well-known figure in the entire martial arts world of Jiangnan Province.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the main hall of the Chen family was extremely oppressive.

Chen Canghai sat in the head seat, spinning two top-quality Southern Red Agate stones in his hands rapidly, producing a crisp clinking sound.

In front of him, several members of the Chen family's collateral branches were kneeling on the ground, all with bruises and swelling on their faces. The red-haired one in particular had a Mediterranean-style haircut that was particularly eye-catching under the lights.

"You're saying a young man appeared in Qinghe Town who made you kneel and beg for mercy with just a glance?"

Chen Canghai stopped what he was doing with the agate, his eyes darkening.

Red Hair, his voice trembling with sobs, cried out, "Ancestor, it's true! That guy didn't even lift a finger, but I felt like I was being targeted by Death, like my soul was about to freeze."

"He also set up a formation, so even our excavators can't get close to that dilapidated grave..."

"Snapped!"

Chen Canghai slammed his hand on the table, and a crack instantly appeared in the fine sandalwood tabletop.

"absurd!"

"My Chen family has been established in Jiangnan for a century. When did it become the turn of some nobody to ride roughshod over us?"

"Kill me with your eyes? I think you've been drained by wine and women, and scared out of your wits by some rogue cultivator who knows a bit of mental illusion magic!"

In Chen Canghai's view, there may be martial artists with strong mental power in this world, but it is definitely not as exaggerated as Hongmao described.

In his eyes, Qinghe Town, a poor and remote place, was at most a wild path that had encountered some extraordinary events.

"Chen Shan, Chen Shui, Chen Feng, Chen Yue."

Chen Canghai spoke in a cold voice.

Four figures slowly emerged from behind the screen.

Three men and one woman, each emanating a strong aura of blood energy, a hallmark of those at the peak of the Blood Burning Realm.

The Blood Burning Realm is already a core force in the ancient martial arts system, enough to roam freely in ordinary cities.

"The four of you go to Qinghe Town."

Chen Canghai turned the agate around again, his tone returning to its usual aloof indifference.

"Break that brat's limbs and bring him back to kneel in front of the family ancestral hall."

"As for that grave, just level it and build a public toilet instead."

"I want the entire Jiangnan Province to know the price of provoking the Chen family."

The four experts at the Blood Burning Realm clasped their fists in unison, a cruel glint flashing in their eyes.

"Yes, sir!"

……

Lin Family Courtyard, Qinghe Town.

The morning sun shone on the new buds of the old locust tree. The spirit-gathering array had been running all night, and the spiritual energy in the courtyard had almost condensed into a thin mist.

Lin Ye was holding a large pair of scissors, trimming the overgrown weeds in the corner of the wall.

These grasses, nourished by spiritual energy, have leaves with a subtle metallic sheen at the edges.

"Master! Master, I'm here!"

The crisp sound broke the morning's tranquility.

Bai Zhi, carrying two baskets of steaming hot xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), skillfully scaled the wall and entered.

Because of the vigorous movements, the rise and fall of her chest under the tight-fitting clothes appeared even more breathtaking.

After landing, she took a deep breath, a look of ecstasy on her face.

"Wow, the air quality in your house is even better than the special training rooms at Dragon Pavilion!"

Lin Ye didn't even look up, continuing to trim the weeds.

"Will I die if I go through the front door?"

Bai Zhi chuckled, moved closer to Lin Ye, and handed him the steamed buns.

"Using the main entrance doesn't showcase my skills as an ace investigator."

She looked at the ordinary pair of scissors in Lin Ye's hand, and her eyes began to "become" again.

In her eyes, Lin Ye's movements as he trimmed the weeds seemed casual, but in fact, each snip contained a kind of mysterious rhythm.

That's swordsmanship!

It must be some kind of unparalleled sword technique that returns to simplicity!

"Um... Lin Ye, can I talk to you about something?"

Bai Zhi rubbed her hands together, her big eyes filled with anticipation.

"Look how well I've been doing these past few days, bringing you raw gems and breakfast. Could you... give me a little pointers?"

"Just one move! Even the kind of hair-cutting move we used in the alley the other day will do!"

Lin Ye stopped what he was doing, turned around and looked Bai Zhi up and down.

Bai Zhi immediately straightened her back and tried her best to show her best side.

Lin Ye sighed and said truthfully, "You're too weak to learn it."

Bai Zhi was stunned, her small mouth slightly open.

"Weak? I'm at the peak of the Steel Bone Realm! I'm already a prodigy among my peers!"

Lin Ye shook his head and pointed to the compass in her hand.

"Your martial arts focus on cultivating the physical body and blood, and follow the path of 'strength'."

"But my teachings cultivate the spirit and soul of heaven and earth, and cross the threshold of the 'Dao'."

"Your current foundation is like a child who hasn't even learned to crawl yet, but insists on following me to operate a space shuttle."

"When you break through to the Thunder Realm and cultivate your Qi and blood to the point where you can sense the dust settling within three meters of you, then come and talk to me about studying."

Lin Ye was telling the truth.

The sword techniques of cultivators require spiritual energy guidance and divine sense control.

Bai Zhi's body only contains the internal energy of a martial artist; forcibly activating it will only result in her body exploding and dying.

But to Bai Zhi, this was the highest level of contempt.

"A space shuttle?"

She stomped her feet in anger, her fists clenched tightly.

"Lin Ye! You're seriously underestimating me!"

"Thunderous Realm, huh? You just wait! This girl is a prodigy; I'll definitely break through to the next level in less than three months!"

"Don't make excuses to back out then!"

Lin Ye shrugged.

"Alright, we'll talk about it after you break through."

Bai Zhi snorted. Although she was unconvinced, her anger quickly dissipated when she thought of Lin Ye flying on his sword that day.

Faced with a monster of this caliber, she couldn't muster any real resentment.

"I'll be going now. There's still a mess to clean up at Dragon Pavilion."

Bai Zhi walked to the wall, then suddenly turned her head, her expression becoming more serious.

"By the way, it seems there's some activity from the Chen family. They've sent four experts at the Blood Burning Realm towards Qinghe Town."

"Although I know you are very strong, the Chen family is, after all, a local power in Jiangnan. Be careful."