58: Chapter 58 The Zhang Family's Killing Intent, Night Raid on Luochuan Martial Arts School
In the Zhang Family council hall, the murderous intent had almost solidified.
As Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan finished speaking, the other Elders nodded one after another.
The talent Han Ming displayed was too terrifying: a nineteen-year-old 1-Star Martial Master, an SS-Rank Profound Ice Spirit Body, and a Concealment Technique that even a Martial Emperor could not see through.
If a person like this was not eliminated early, once he grew up, the Zhang Family would never know peace.
"Mingyuan is right, Han Ming must die. But not now," Zhang Mingshan said in a deep voice.
He swept his gaze over the crowd: "Teacher Xue Muhan is still in Jiangbei; making a move now is equivalent to seeking death. Furthermore, we are still unsure whether the Martial Venerable-level Master behind Han Ming is real or fake."
"Then what do we do?" Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu gritted his teeth. "Just wait like this? Wait for him to Breakthrough to Great Martial Master or Martial Ancestor, and then come back to wipe out our Zhang Family?"
"Wait?" Zhang Mingshan sneered. "Of course we don't wait."
He stood up, walked to the map on the wall, and pointed at the location of the Han Family:
"Send people to watch the Han Family and Han Ming closely. As soon as there is an opportunity, strike immediately. Remember, do not leave any traces. If Han Ming really has a Martial Venerable Master, we cannot give him an excuse for retaliation."
"Understood, I will go make arrangements right away!"
Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu stood up and walked out, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
"Patriarch, you handed this matter to the Grand Elder, will he... After all, Beiwan is..."
Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan looked at Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu's retreating back and said to Zhang Mingshan with some worry.
"Rest assured! He knows his limits," Zhang Mingshan knew what Second Elder Zhang Mingyuan meant and shook his head.
"Ding, detected that host's Disciple Gong Shuting has broken through to 4-Star Martial Artist, Qi and blood value increased by 1282 points. Synchronized feedback to host: Qi and blood value +1682!"
"Ding, detected that host's Disciple Li Xuewei has broken through to 6-Star Martial Artist, Qi and blood value increased by 1076 points. Synchronized feedback to host: Qi and blood value +1076!"
"Ding, detected that host's Disciple Lin Fan has cultivated for one night, Qi and blood value increased by 2380 points, synchronized feedback to host: Qi and blood value +2380!"
Han Ming did not yet know that the Zhang Family was already preparing to make a move against him; he heard the System's notification sound as soon as he finished his morning cultivation.
"Not bad. Including my own cultivation, I increased my Qi and blood value by nearly eight thousand points in one night. At this speed, I can break through to 2-Star Great Martial Master in about ten days."
Han Ming stood up and revealed a satisfied smile.
However, without resources, the cultivation speed was significantly slower; he had to find a way to make some money.
The Han Family was, after all, just a third-rate small Family. His father and the others also needed quite a few resources to Cultivate, so it was impossible for them to provide him with much.
Thinking about this, Han Ming washed up simply, ate the breakfast his mother had prepared, left the house, and headed toward the Jiangbei branch of the Martial Arts Alliance.
Since his strength had already been exposed, he might as well certify his Martial Artist status directly.
Not only would he get a monthly subsidy of ten thousand yuan, but he would also be qualified to leave the city to hunt exotic beasts.
The Martial Arts Alliance hall was bustling with activity; people came and went, and there was an endless stream of people coming to certify as Martial Artists every day.
Han Ming walked to the certification window and handed over his documents.
"Hello, I would like to certify as a 1-Star Martial Master."
The staff member took the documents, glanced at them, and their pupils suddenly contracted.
They looked up, carefully examining the young man in front of them, their eyes full of disbelief.
"Nineteen years old? 1-Star Martial Master?"
"Is there a problem?" Han Ming's tone was flat.
"No... no problem," the staff member swallowed, hurriedly processing the paperwork. "The Martial Master certification fee is ten thousand yuan; the test is over there."
After Han Ming paid the money, he walked toward the testing area.
There was a long queue in the testing area, mostly young faces coming to certify as Martial Artists, with the occasional middle-aged person certifying as a Martial Master, standing out in the crowd.
Han Ming stood in line and waited patiently.
"Next, Han Ming!"
Han Ming stepped forward and placed his hand on the tester. As his Qi circulated, the numbers began to jump crazily.
One thousand... three thousand... five thousand... eight thousand... ten thousand!
The number broke the ten-thousand mark and continued to rise!
Twelve thousand... fifteen thousand... eighteen thousand!
Finally, the number settled at eighteen thousand eight hundred and ninety-six.
The testing area went silent instantly.
Everyone widened their eyes, staring at that glaring number, their mouths open wide enough to fit an egg.
"Eighteen thousand eight hundred? Peak 1-Star Martial Master?"
"A nineteen-year-old 1-Star Martial Master? How is this possible?"
"Is that Han Ming? The ninth place in the Martial Exam, wasn't he only an 8-Star Martial Apprentice?"
Someone recognized Han Ming and exclaimed in surprise.
"Your information is too outdated! Han Ming has the Profound Ice Spirit Body, an SS-Rank Talent, and has been hiding his strength all along!"
Exclamations rose one after another. Han Ming ignored them, took the certification badge, and turned to leave.
Behind him, those gazes stuck to his back like maggots on a bone.
Walking out of the Martial Arts Alliance, Han Ming stood on the steps, his brows slightly furrowed.
He felt it; someone was secretly following him. Their strength wasn't very high—one 8-Star Martial Master, one 9-Star Martial Master.
Who exactly was it?
He didn't feel the tyrannical aura of the Blood Demon Alliance, so he could rule them out.
Could it be the Destiny Sect? Or those who coveted his Cultivation Technique?
Han Ming remained calm, pretending not to notice, and walked straight toward his home. Behind him, the two people followed from a distance, keeping a not-too-far, not-too-close gap.
Returning to the Han Family, Han Ming's face immediately darkened. He didn't expect someone to target him so quickly; it seemed he had to become strong as soon as possible.
However, given his current situation, leaving the city to hunt exotic beasts was impossible; he had to find another way.
Jiangbei had many industries belonging to various forces: the Luochuan Martial Arts Gym, the Zhang Family shops... these were all fat sheep.
Especially the Luochuan Martial Arts Gym. Previously, taking advantage of the Han Family being suppressed by the Zhang Family, they had come to challenge the gym and injured several instructors. If it weren't for his father breaking through to Great Martial Master, that old thing Luo Chuan wouldn't have let it rest.
"It's time to collect some interest."
Thinking of this, a flash of ruthlessness crossed Han Ming's eyes.
Night fell.
Han Ming changed into a black robe, put on the silver mask he had scavenged from the market, completely restrained his aura, and left the Han Family silently.
The Luochuan Martial Arts Gym was not far from the Han Family's Tianxiong Martial Arts Gym. It was a three-story building with two large red lanterns hanging at the entrance, swaying in the night wind.
It was already late at night; the gym was quiet, with only two Disciples on night watch at the door dozing off.
Han Ming circled to the back of the gym and climbed over the wall.
The backyard of the gym was Luo Chuan's residence. The lights in a few rooms were still on, and sounds of conversation could be vaguely heard.
Han Ming leaned close to the window and listened.
"Dad, Han Ming of the Han Family is actually an SS-Rank Genius, and he even joined Modu Martial Arts University. Do you think he will take revenge on our Luo Family after he grows up?"
A middle-aged man's voice rang out, full of worry.
Han Ming could tell it was the owner of the Luochuan Martial Arts Gym, Luo Chuan.
"What are you afraid of? We only went to challenge their gym; it was normal commercial competition. Even if Han Ming grows up and wants revenge, we can just close the gym. Does he dare to wipe out our Luo Family?"
Luo Tianming glared at his son and retorted loudly.
Only the slightly trembling voice betrayed his mood at that moment.
"Sigh, I knew I shouldn't have thought about sucking up to the Zhang Family to suppress the Han Family back then. In the end, we gained nothing and brought trouble to the Family for no reason."
Luo Chuan said with a look of regret.
"Alright, things have reached this point, there's no point in saying more. Let's wait and see! Whether Han Ming can grow up smoothly is still an unknown."
Luo Tianming waved his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Dad, do you mean..."
"Hmph, only a Genius who can grow up is a true Genius. The Zhang Family and the Blood Demon Alliance won't let him grow up smoothly."
Luo Tianming snorted coldly.
Furthermore, it was already spreading outside that Han Ming possessed a Concealment Technique that even a Peak Martial Emperor couldn't see through. He knew all too well how much attraction that held for those big families.
As long as they had such a Concealment Technique, their Family's geniuses could hide themselves, avoid the eyes and ears of the Blood Demon Alliance, and grow up smoothly.
Although it was said that Han Ming might have a Martial Venerable Revered Master, no one had ever seen one, and who knew if it was true?
This temptation was simply too great; it was inevitable that some would hold onto wishful thinking and take risks.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Hearing this, Han Ming pushed the door open and walked in.
"Who is it? Who dares to trespass in our Luochuan Martial Arts Gym?"