63: Chapter 63 Taking Action, Counter-Killing

After Bureau Chief Li Baili left, the atmosphere in the Han Family became noticeably more relaxed.

A Peak Martial Marquis powerhouse personally coming to show support—once this news spread, those forces in Jiangbei that were ready to make a move would at least have to weigh their own standing.

"Xuewei, how are things? Are you free now?"

After seeing off Bureau Chief Li Baili and Principal Wang, Han Ming did not return to Cultivate; instead, he took out his phone and sent a message to Li Xuewei.

"I'm free, I'm free. What's up?"

The reply came back quickly, and it was obvious she was very excited.

It was as if she had been waiting for Han Ming's message for a long time.

"Hmm, I have something to teach you. Let's meet at the entrance of No. 3 High School in a bit."

Han Ming sent the message, put away his phone, and left the Han Family.

"What are you so happy about? Why aren't you Cultivating properly and striving to reach the Martial Master realm before entering the Martial Arts University?"

"You have to know that Modu Martial Arts University is full of hidden talents. Don't think that just because you have an SS-Rank Talent that you are very strong; there are quite a few people with better talent than you."

"Moreover, they come from major Families, and upon Awakening, they already have the best Cultivation Techniques and resources. There are quite a few who have already reached the Martial Master realm, and some are even Great Martial Masters."

"Compared to them, you have already fallen far behind. Otherwise, I wouldn't have stayed here to personally guide your Cultivation."

On the other side, Teacher Xue Muhan watched as Li Xuewei giggled at her phone, frowned slightly, and said earnestly.

She had really worn herself out for this disciple.

Not only did she pass on her strongest Cultivation Technique to her, but she also pushed aside everything else to stay in Jiangbei and personally guide her Cultivation.

The goal was to let her improve her strength as quickly as possible and catch up to the pace of those Geniuses.

"I understand, Teacher. I will definitely not let you down."

Li Xuewei quickly composed the expression on her face and thanked her.

She knew that Teacher Xue Muhan treated her well. During this time, she had taken her to the Alliance branch, guided her with all her heart, not only provided her with many resources but also taught her a High Grade Earth Rank Cultivation Technique.

This moved her deeply.

Except for her parents and Han Ming, her Master was the person who treated her the best.

Thinking that Han Ming had asked to meet her, Li Xuewei looked at Teacher Xue Muhan and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Tea... Teacher, Han Ming asked to meet me. He said he has something for me."

A trace of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

"You! You are still young and should prioritize Cultivation. Fine, go and come back quickly."

Seeing Li Xuewei's expression, Teacher Xue Muhan knew that if she didn't let her go out, she wouldn't be able to focus on her Cultivation. She tapped her forehead and said helplessly.

Where was that cold and aloof demeanor she usually displayed in public?

She also knew of Han Ming, whose talent was even stronger than Li Xuewei's.

"Thank you, Teacher!"

Seeing Teacher Xue Muhan agree, Li Xuewei jumped up with joy.

"Oh? They're still watching? They are truly persistent. I'd like to see who you are."

On the other side, Han Ming had just left the Han Family when he sensed the two people who had been tracking him earlier.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he muttered to himself.

Han Ming walked unhurriedly. He did not go directly to No. 3 High School but instead sought out a relatively remote place and walked in.

He believed that since those two had been watching him for so long, they would definitely make a move against him if given the chance.

Sure enough, after walking less than fifty meters, rapid footsteps came from behind. The two blocked both ends of the alley, sandwiching him in the middle.

"Han Ming, you're dead today."

The man in front spoke, his voice low and tinged with smugness.

Han Ming stopped and sized up these two people—one was about forty years old with a sinister face and the strength of an 8-Star Martial Master; the other was younger, in his early thirties, and was a 9-Star Martial Master.

"You've been tracking me for so many days, have you finally lost your patience?"

Han Ming's tone was calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

Both of their expressions changed simultaneously.

"You discovered us long ago?" The younger one frowned, a trace of vigilance flashing in his eyes.

"I knew the first day you started following me." Han Ming smiled, "I just wanted to see when you would actually make a move."

The two men exchanged glances, both seeing unease in the other's eyes. This youth was too calm, so calm that he didn't seem like a 1-Star Martial Master.

"Hmph, so what if you knew! Even if you are a Genius, you are just a 1-Star Martial Master! Today is your death day."

The sinister middle-aged man snorted coldly and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward. His 8-Star Martial Master Aura erupted, and he struck a palm toward Han Ming's chest! This strike was fast and ruthless, the palm wind whistling as it aimed directly for his vitals.

Han Ming stood where he was, motionless.

Just as the palm wind was about to touch his chest, he raised his hand and grabbed the sinister man's wrist.

"Crack!"

The sound of bone cracking was crisp and harsh.

The sinister man's face instantly turned pale, and he let out a shrill scream: "Ah!"

Han Ming did not let go. He twisted his wrist, and the sinister man's arm twisted at a strange angle. He raised his foot and kicked him in the chest.

"Bang!"

The sinister man flew backward, slammed heavily into the wall, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out instantly.

The younger man's expression changed drastically, and he turned to run. But Han Ming's speed was faster; with a flash of his figure, he appeared in front of him.

"Want to run?"

The younger man was scared out of his wits, Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He struck out with both palms, using all his strength to blast toward Han Ming! A full-force strike from a 9-Star Martial Master was quite powerful; wherever the palm wind passed, the air was torn, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Han Ming raised his hand and met the strike with a palm.

"Bang!"

The two palms met, and the younger man felt an overwhelming force surge toward him. His entire arm instantly lost sensation, and his body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing heavily onto the ground.

He struggled to crawl up, only to find severe pain in his chest, making it impossible to muster any strength.

"Ho... how is this possible?" The younger man's eyes widened in disbelief, "You... you are a Great Martial Master!"

Han Ming walked over, looked down at him from above, and said indifferently: "Who sent you?"

The younger man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Han Ming did not waste words. He pointed a finger, and a beam of Protective Aura shot out, piercing through the younger man's left shoulder. Blood gushed out, and the younger man let out a scream.

"I'll ask one more time, who sent you?" Han Ming's tone was still calm, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

The younger man's face was pale, and he was trembling all over. He looked into Han Ming's cold eyes and knew that this youth was not scaring him. He was truly capable of killing.

"It... it's the Zhang Family!" The younger man finally broke down. "It's Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu who sent us! He wanted us to watch you, and when you were alone... kill you!"

A cold glint flashed in Han Ming's eyes.

The Zhang Family, it was actually them.

"What else did Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu say?"

"No... nothing else. Just that after killing you, we should leave Jiangbei and hide for a while, and... and not implicate the Zhang Family in your death."

Feeling the Killing Intent emanating from Han Ming, the young man dared not hide anything and tremblingly revealed Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu's plan.

Han Ming's gaze turned completely cold.

"Boom!"

Before the young man could react, he struck with a palm, shattering his heart, and then stored the corpse into his Cave Heaven World.

He used the same method to kill the other middle-aged man and stored the corpse into the Cave Heaven World. In any case, the space inside was large enough, which was perfect for disposing of the bodies.

"Zhang Family, since you are in such a hurry to die, don't blame me."

After doing all this, Han Ming looked toward the direction of the Zhang Family, a trace of Killing Intent flashing in his eyes.

He had originally wanted to wait a while longer, until he reached a Breakthrough to Martial Ancestor, before going to settle accounts with the Zhang Family. But Grand Elder Zhang Mingyu couldn't wait.

Since that was the case, he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.