24: Chapter 24 Dare to insult Second Master? One sword to the throat!

In the east of Jiangyuan City, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surged violently, and the chill was bone-piercing.

Just as Yuan Chu finished speaking, Jiang Feng's mind sank.

Foundation Establishment!

And it was an ice-attribute Foundation Establishment!

His heart stirred, and he had already guessed seven or eight parts of it, his lips curling up slightly and unconsciously.

Watching Jiang Feng's calm and composed, even somewhat knowing appearance, Yuan Chu's curiosity was piqued. Her clear eyes flashed, and she wanted to use "Telepathy" to find out the truth.

However, just as the thought arose, Jiang Feng suddenly flashed over.

"Mmph!"

A warm touch blocked the exclamation about to escape her lips, and also interrupted her attempt to pry.

Jiang Feng held Su Wan with one arm and embraced Zhang Yuniang with the other, leaning down to precisely kiss Yuan Chu's red lips.

The kiss ended as quickly as it began.

Jiang Feng straightened up, looking at Yuan Chu, whose cheeks had instantly flushed red and whose eyes were dazed, and laughed in a low voice: "Too much curiosity is not a good habit."

Yuan Chu subconsciously licked her lips and suddenly felt like something was missing from her mouth.

The top-grade spirit gathering pill she had just chewed up, that pure Spiritual Qi, was gone!

"Husband, you..." Yuan Chu puffed out her cheeks, both angry and shy, "You stole my Medicinal Pill!"

That kiss just now was nothing more than a diversion; this guy had taken the opportunity to use his tongue to sweep away the pill fragments that hadn't fully dissolved in her mouth!

"Yours is even sweeter." Jiang Feng laughed heartily, feeling that pure Spiritual Qi dissolving within his body.

Su Wan and Zhang Yuniang watched from the side, their faces turning bright red.

"Fourth Ancestor!"

Jiang Feng stopped laughing and raised his voice toward the empty courtyard.

As his words fell, the figure of Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan quietly appeared. His aged face carried a hint of solemnity; evidently, he had also sensed that undisguised Foundation Establishment pressure in the east of the city.

"Feng'er, this matter..."

"Let's go, let's go see the commotion." Jiang Feng interrupted him, his eyes sharp, "Big Brother, Young Master Jiang Chen, you come too."

Soon, Family Head Jiang Nan and Young Master Jiang Chen also arrived at the small courtyard.

The four of them didn't say much; with a movement of their bodies, they transformed into four streams of light, speeding toward the center of that Spiritual Qi storm in the east of the city.

...

Not far from the east of Jiangyuan City lay a small mountain range that was usually sparsely populated.

At this moment, on the highest peak of the mountain range, a woman wearing a bronze mask sat cross-legged.

Surrounding her body was visible ice-blue Spiritual Qi, forming sharp ice blades that froze all the vegetation in the vicinity.

At her waist, a cyan token engraved with cloud patterns swayed in the wind; the token was inscribed with "Qingyun."

When Jiang Feng and the other three arrived, the foot of the mountain was already crowded with people.

Ancestor Wang Gang, head of the Wang Family, and Clan Head Li Ziwen, head of the Li Family, stood on the east side with their Family elites, their expressions grim.

On the west side, the commander of the City Lord's Mansion led a squad of guards in bright armor, also watching from afar; City Lord Fang Ming, who led them, had not appeared.

The three forces were clearly demarcated, but none dared to act rashly.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the Qingyun Sect Disciple token at the woman's waist.

Greed and wariness flickered in the eyes of Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen.

"Yo, isn't this Family Head Jiang Nan and the old turtle, Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan? What's this, how did you finally decide to poke your heads out?"

Ancestor Wang Gang spotted the four members of the Jiang Family the moment they arrived and immediately spoke with a sarcastic, mocking tone, his voice carrying across the entire foot of the mountain.

Clan Head Li Ziwen also scoffed: "I thought the Jiang Family was going to be a coward for a lifetime! What's wrong, heard there's some excitement and want to come get a piece of the pie?"

A burst of jeering laughter erupted from the crowds of the Wang Family and the Li Family.

"Hahaha, just them? Their assets are almost all occupied by us, and they still have the face to come out?"

"Look at that old man, is that Jiang Feng? I heard he plays the groom in the backyard every day; is his body still sturdy enough?"

Harsh taunts rose and fell.

Jiang Nan's face turned livid, his fists clenched so tightly they creaked.

Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan's wrinkled old face was also icy cold. Although he was a False Foundation, he was an elder after all; when had he ever suffered such face-to-face humiliation?

Ancestor Wang Gang's gaze finally landed on Jiang Feng, filled with undisguised disdain: "Jiang Nan, you are quite the impressive Family Head! Your brother is indulging in debauchery in the backyard, treating the ancestral foundation like a child's game, and you, as the big brother, just watch?"

He turned to Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan again and curled his lip: "And Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan, I didn't expect you to still be alive, and you even cultivated a bizarre False Foundation? What, do you want to come out and scare people too? What a pity, fake is fake after all, it can't be brought out into the open!"

These words were crueler than the last.

The dignity of the Jiang Family was being ruthlessly trampled under their feet.

The few Jiang Family Disciples following behind Jiang Nan were so angry their eyes turned blood-red, and their Spiritual Qi began to fluctuate uncontrollably.

Only Jiang Feng, from beginning to end, wore that faint smile on his face, as if the person they were cursing wasn't him.

He stepped forward, standing in front of Jiang Nan, and swept his gaze over the two smug faces of Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen.

"Just a few bones."

Jiang Feng's voice was very soft, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"If dogs want to eat, just throw it to them, so they don't bark wildly and disturb the peace."

Once these words were spoken, the entire scene fell silent instantly.

The smiles on Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen's faces froze abruptly.

Dogs? This piece of trash! He actually dared to call them dogs!

"Old beast! You're courting death!" Behind Ancestor Wang Gang, a young Wang Family Disciple roared, instantly drawing his blade and turning into an afterimage, rushing straight at Jiang Feng!

He wanted to kill this ignorant piece of trash in public to establish prestige for the Wang Family!

Jiang Nan and Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan's expressions changed, and they were about to make a move.

"Clang!"

A sword light, faster than lightning, suddenly flashed!

Young Master Jiang Chen moved.

No one saw how he drew his sword; they only saw a cold light flash and vanish.

The rushing Wang Family Disciple's body jerked to a halt and froze in place; the long blade in his hand was still three steps away from Jiang Feng.

A thin line of blood slowly appeared on his neck.

He widened his eyes, and a "he-he" sound came from his throat; it seemed he wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

The next moment, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," and he fell straight backward, dead!

A sword strike to seal the throat!

The entire foot of the mountain fell silent instantly.

All the mocking and discussion ceased.

Young Master Jiang Chen slowly sheathed his sword, his cold, stern gaze sweeping over all the people from the Wang Family and the Li Family, his voice like ten-thousand-year-old ice.

"Whoever dares to insult the Second Master again."

"Dies!"

Ancestor Wang Gang's pupils suddenly constricted, and his breathing even paused!

Dead? His Wang Family's elite Disciple, at the eighth level of Qi Refining, was actually one-shot by Young Master Jiang Chen of the same rank?

Even he, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, hadn't been able to react in time!

"You brat, how dare you!"

Ancestor Wang Gang could no longer care about any decorum; his Foundation Establishment Stage pressure erupted, his True Qi surging, and he was about to personally slap Young Master Jiang Chen to death!

But just as his True Qi was raised, an even heavier aura pressed down directly!

"Hum——"

Ancestor Wang Gang only felt the True Qi circulating in his body jerk to a halt, becoming sluggish and difficult to move; he couldn't muster even a fraction of it!

"If you disturb the Qingyun Sect Fairy's Foundation Establishment and provoke the wrath of the Qingyun Sect, your Wang Family... I'm afraid there will be no need for it to exist."