462: Chapter 462 The Si Family of Henan Province

Han Jingyang raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"

The person with the long ponytail stiffened their neck and shouted, "My name is Si Chongyang, from the Si family of Yu Province. I am the eldest legitimate son of the Si family. If you dare to touch me, the Si family will never let you get away with it!"

The Si family? Yu Province?

Han Jingyang was certain he had never heard of such a family.

However, judging by Si Chongyang's posturing, it must be a rather prominent family, perhaps even one of those true cultivation clans.

But so what?

The one surnamed Si started the trouble, and they were working for the Japanese invaders.

It was only because their malice wasn't that intense that he hadn't killed them outright just now.

Thinking of this, he sneered and stood his scabbard up, tapping Si Chongyang on the chest. "I don't know about any Si family of Yu Province, and I don't care how powerful your family is. If you come looking for trouble with me, you should be prepared for this. You should even be glad you're still alive. If it weren't for the fact that you aren't completely rotten, you would already be headless. Now, it would be best if you take your nonsensical pride and get lost. Otherwise, I will pay a visit to Yu Province and ask your elders how they taught you!"

"You are insolent!"

"Heh, you really think you're someone special," Han Jingyang flicked his scabbard up again and patted Si Chongyang's cheek. "Kid, I have no interest in bickering with you. If you're not convinced, go home and bring your elders. I'll be waiting for you in Quancheng."

After saying this, he pulled Liu Jing up and turned to leave.

Si Chongyang glared at Han Jingyang's retreating back, gritting his teeth. Suddenly, he rushed forward like a ghost, his fair, slender palm hacking towards the center of Han Jingyang's back like a steel blade.

Han Jingyang seemed not to notice and didn't even turn his head.

Liu Jing, however, suddenly swung her combat blade, striking Si Chongyang horizontally.

"Bang!" The strike landed true.

Si Chongyang flew backward like a golf ball, crashing heavily onto the floor. A moment later, he struggled to climb to his feet, staring through the glass window as Han Jingyang and Liu Jing got into the car, refueled, and drove onto the highway.

"Hmph!"

Si Chongyang pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "We are even now. If you dare to threaten me again, I will kill you first!"

Hanging up the phone, he dialed another number. "Dad, I'm injured. There was a bit of a misunderstanding with Han Jingyang. I know, I didn't intend to do anything to him; I just wanted to have a proper chat and help a friend delay some time. But he didn't say a word before snatching my dharma treasure and injuring me. I'm vomiting blood. I'm coming back now. Oh, right, there's something very strange."

Si Chongyang hesitated for a moment and whispered, "My mirror lost connection the moment it fell into his hands. I don't know what technique he used, but the dharma treasure I've spent over a decade refining lost all connection with me instantly. I have no sense of it at all. Dad, you could quietly spread this news. It will definitely make him a target for everyone, especially those who have dharma instruments. They certainly wouldn't want a freak who can arbitrarily strip others of their dharma instruments to exist in this world!"

"Okay, I'll head home first. We'll talk in detail when I get back."

Si Chongyang hung up the phone, turned back, and saw the terrified manager, waving him over. "I have something to tell you."

The manager walked to Si Chongyang's side, trembling. The next second, he looked down in shock, staring in disbelief at the dagger in his chest, and then slowly collapsed to the ground.

Si Chongyang didn't change his expression as he supported the manager and laid him down gently. "If you want to blame someone, blame Han Jingyang. If it weren't for him, none of this would have happened. Of course, rest assured, Han Jingyang will soon become an enemy of the entire martial arts world. By then, he will find it impossible to take a single step in the martial arts world, and he might even go down to keep you company soon. No matter how powerful a person is, it's impossible to go against the entire martial arts world and remain unscathed."

After saying this, he looked into the distance and emphasized once more, "Absolutely impossible!"

On the highway.

Han Jingyang asked while driving, "What's the situation with the Si family of Yu Province?"

Zhang Zhiyang sighed. "You're in trouble."

"Is the Si family very strong?"

"They were average before, but they've risen rapidly in the last twenty years. The family has produced many talents, both those who can make money and those who can cultivate. The Si family's corporate group has a conservatively estimated asset value of 2.1 billion. There are nearly twenty cultivators among the family members, and they have connected with seven or eight smaller cultivation families through marriage. Their influence spans the Central and North China regions. Additionally, the Si family recruits disciples widely, with nearly a hundred inner disciples and over a thousand outer disciples. In Yu Province... no one dares to provoke them."

"What about this Si Chongyang?"

"Si Chongyang is the eldest son of Si Wenbin, the eldest son of the current head of the Si family, Si Changlin. In ancient terms, he is the eldest legitimate son, the first heir to the Si family. Moreover, Si Chongyang has quite good talent for cultivation. He showed potential as early as six or seven years old and has been doted on by everyone, making rapid progress. He has always been the most outstanding one among the younger generation—of course, excluding you; your situation is too special."

"If I beat Si Chongyang up, what will be the result?"

"The Si family will definitely come to you for an explanation, but as long as he isn't seriously injured, it won't be a big problem. At most, they'll just want to save face. After all, they are one of the most prominent families in Yu Province, and face is quite important."

"What if I confiscated Si Chongyang's dharma instrument?"

"What the heck?" Zhang Zhiyang was shocked. "You confiscated his dharma instrument?"

"Yes."

"You confiscated all of them?"

"Yeah. My girlfriend was almost taken away by him. If I didn't do something about it, would I still be a man?"

"Brother, there's nothing wrong with your actions themselves; that sissy Si Chongyang brought it on himself. However, by confiscating his dharma instrument, you've formed a huge grudge with the Si family. You don't know how precious dharma instruments are. Many people spend their whole lives guarding just one or two dharma instruments, treating them as more important than their own lives. Especially the dharma instruments they carry with them; they are almost like the legendary life-bound dharma instruments. They take a long time to refine, at least three to five years, and up to several decades. You... this was too reckless."

Was it too much?

Han Jingyang didn't think it was too much.

If he hadn't been strong enough and just happened to unlock a powerful control skill, Liu Jing's primordial spirit would have been completely sealed inside the mirror world.

At that time, would anyone have helped him accuse Si Chongyang?

Would anyone have pointed at Si Chongyang's nose and said, "You've gone too far"?

No one.

In the martial arts world, the weak have no say.

This is even more true in the cultivation world; only those with equal strength can sit face-to-face and reason with each other.

If he were just an ordinary cultivator, Si Chongyang would definitely not have negotiated with him, and wouldn't even have bothered to say so much. He would have just taken action to capture his and Liu Jing's primordial spirits and destroyed the bodies to eliminate any evidence.

This isn't alarmism.

It's just the most realistic corner of the martial arts world.

It is no exaggeration to say that the things he imagined actually happen every day; it's just that the losers have no way to stand up and tell it all.

What? Family?

Which person in the martial arts world doesn't know the importance of rooting out the problem? Once they've dealt a killing blow, how could they only kill one person?

Those with a benevolent heart generally don't kill people.

Those without a benevolent heart would absolutely not hesitate to cut the weeds and dig up the roots.

The ecosystem of the martial arts world is just that cruel.

Therefore, he didn't feel he had done anything wrong.

On the contrary, that sissy Si Chongyang should thank him for sparing his life.

If the sissy surnamed Si dared to return evil for good, he wouldn't mind sending the whole Si family down to keep Zhang Dahai's family company.

Thinking of this, he directly changed the subject. "Where are the Japanese invaders now?"

Zhang Zhiyang asked in return, "Brother, tell me the truth, are you going for that bronze tripod?"