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263: I shouldn't have come to see this spectacle.

“The top ten Noble Families are two Ranks higher than them, Sun and Moon.”

“Our Tang Family's Patriarch is a Moon Rank Upper-tier, and the strongest Gu Liang Family's Patriarch is a Sun Rank Upper-tier.”

“What about the Emperor of Daliang?” Chen Heng rubbed his chin.

A Heaven Rank Upper-tier demon could provide over 150 instances of Optimization.

If he killed the Emperor of Daliang, who knew how many instances it would provide.

“I don’t know.” The Cui Family scout shook his head.

“Sir! It’s really not that I’m not telling the truth, I truly don’t know!”

Seeing Chen Heng’s gaze turn dangerous, the Cui Family scout nearly soiled himself.

“Your Majesty’s strength is unfathomable, and with the blessing of the imperial Dragon Vein, I truly don’t know!”

“Wait, does this Dragon Vein thing have a physical form?” Chen Heng was stunned; he had thought the so-called Dragon Vein was an ethereal concept.

“Yes, after each Emperor of Daliang dies, their power merges into the Dragon Vein.”

The Cui Family scout quickly nodded, fearing Chen Heng would kill him with a punch.

“Now the Dragon Vein has accumulated the power of over a hundred emperors; it can no longer be described by Ranks.”

“Oh…” Hearing that the Emperor of Daliang’s strength was so formidable, Chen Heng became even more excited.

He wondered who was stronger, the Emperor of Daliang or the evil Dragon?

The evil Dragon lasted until sixteen times before dying; how many times could the Emperor of Daliang last?

Chen Heng now really wanted to find out.

“Alright, get out of here.” Chen Heng waved his hand, signaling the Cui Family scout to leave.

“Ah?” The Cui Family scout looked at Chen Heng, who had turned to catch up with Yagyu Han, his face full of disbelief.

He… he really just let me go?

Though he thought this, his survival instinct made him break through the window and disappear without a trace within a few breaths.

“Let’s go, come back to Qiyang City with me.”

After chatting with Yagyu Han for a while, Chen Heng decided to return to Qiyang City.

He had 759 instances of Optimization in his hand; not using them would be agonizing.

“Big Brother Chen, I can’t leave just yet.” Yagyu Han scratched his head awkwardly, a strange expression on his face.

“You…” Through Yagyu Han’s expression, Chen Heng seemed to guess what this kid had done.

“You didn’t find a wife here, did you?”

“Yes.” Yagyu Han admitted it readily.

“Then are you still returning to the White Tiger Hall?”

“I will, but I need to sort out my wife’s family first; their family is a bit… that…”

Yagyu Han sighed, seeming a bit troubled.

This kid was really something, finding himself a wife in a situation of completely arranged marriages.

“Tell me, what’s the difficulty?” Chen Heng was interested now.

No matter how powerful he became, his bad habit of enjoying a good show wouldn’t change anytime soon.

Especially for something so interesting.

“My father-in-law’s family runs a martial arts school; he is in the Profound Realm.” Yagyu Han sighed.

“He despises me for being just an Inner Strength Martial Artist, saying I’m not worthy to marry his daughter.”

“He said that whenever I can defeat him, he’ll marry his daughter to me.”

“I thought it was a big deal.” Chen Heng clapped his hands.

“You want to become stronger, right?” Chen Heng looked Yagyu Han up and down, asking with a teasing smile.

The cultivation needed for the Profound Realm was roughly seventy years; one tyrannical demon pill would be enough.

However, this item couldn’t be given to Yagyu Han; one pill would directly burst him.

Therefore, the most suitable for him was the most basic blood refining powder.

“Big Brother Chen, do you have a way?” Yagyu Han’s eyes lit up, looking at Chen Heng with anticipation.

“Nonsense, of course, I have a way, but you have to come back to Qiyang City with me first.”

Chen Heng nodded; he didn’t carry the medicinal ingredients for blood refining powder with him.

“Then, then I’ll go say hello to Jun Jun first.” Yagyu Han stood up, intending to walk outside, but Chen Heng grabbed him.

“By the way, take me to see what your Little Girl is like.”

Chen Heng certainly wouldn’t miss this excitement; he was very curious about Yagyu Han’s taste.

“Okay, Big Brother Chen, come with me.” Yagyu Han nodded; with Chen Heng by his side, he felt more confident.

On the way, Chen Heng learned that Yagyu Han’s Little Girl was named Tang Junjun, and she was fifteen years old.

Damn, this old guy was twenty-nine; he was definitely an old ox eating young grass. In his previous life, her biological father would have broken his legs.

That’s right, this kid was really bold enough to have already cooked the rice into a meal.

Standing in front of the Tang Family martial arts school, Yagyu Han took a deep breath and knocked on the main door.

A light, quick footsteps sounded, and Tang Junjun revealed herself from behind the door.

This Little Girl looked even younger than her actual age, completely a loli.

“You…” Chen Heng’s gaze towards Yagyu Han was off.

“Jun Jun, this is Big Brother Chen whom I told you about before, a Xiantian Martial Artist.”

Yagyu Han didn’t know at this time that Chen Heng had already Broken through to a Xiantian Grandmaster, and was only one catalyst away from Breaking through his limits.

“A Xiantian Martial Artist!” Tang Junjun’s small mouth slightly parted, and only after a moment did she react and bow.

“Jun Jun greets Big Brother Chen.”

“Outer strength?” Chen Heng sized up the little loli in front of him, not expecting this loli physique to actually be an Outer Strength Martial Artist.

As expected of a family that runs a martial arts school, there was an advantage.

“Jun Jun, I need to go back to Qiyang City with Big Brother Chen. Once I Break through to the Profound Realm, I’ll come back and marry you.”

Yagyu Han’s eyes were full of tenderness as he gently stroked Tang Junjun’s little head.

“Okay, Jun Jun will wait for Brother Liu at home.” Tang Junjun’s eyes were slightly red, and she nodded her little head vigorously.

“…” Why did these two act like it was a parting of life and death?

He hadn’t been so sentimental when he went to kill the evil Dragon.

Tsk, couldn’t understand it.

Just as the two were deep in their affections, an angry roar came from inside the martial arts school.

“Beast! You ruined my daughter’s innocence; today, this old man will definitely cut you down with my blade!”

A middle-aged man rushed out, wielding a cleaver, and chopped down towards Yagyu Han’s crown.

“Indeed, it’s Profound Realm.” Chen Heng sensed the incoming person’s Qi; he was a Martial Artist who had just Broken through to the Profound Realm not long ago.

“Father! No!” Tang Junjun hugged Yagyu Han, trying to shield him from the cleaver with her body.

“Why did I come to suffer this?” Chen Heng sighed; he was now full from eating dog food.

Tang Junjun closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the cleaver to fall.

Clang!

After a crisp sound, the surrounding air became quiet.

The imagined pain did not come, and Tang Junjun cautiously opened her eyes.

Chen Heng was blocking the cleaver with one finger, looking at the two with a cheerful smile.

“Don’t be so hot-headed, alright?”

Chen Heng turned to the middle-aged man and said with a smile.

“Who are you?” The middle-aged man took two steps back; his numb palm could barely hold the cleaver.

“Senior Tang, this is Big Brother Chen, the Xiantian Martial Artist I told you about before.”

With Chen Heng backing him, Yagyu Han’s back straightened.

“Who said I was Innatel?” Chen Heng raised an eyebrow, and the almost solidified Qi and blood instantly erupted.

“I already reached Xiantian Grandmaster long ago; your information is a bit outdated.”

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