"Since you’re looking for death, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhao Ritian snorted coldly and snapped his Feather Fan shut. With a crisp SNAP, several sharp, silver glints shot out from it.

These were silver needles, coated in a deadly poison!

Kills upon drawing blood!

The silver needles shot toward Jiang Chen at extreme speed, their trajectories unpredictable.

Zhao Ritian wore a smug, cold sneer. "You dare offend me? You’re simply courting death."

"Second Young Master is wise and mighty!"

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked youth gesticulated wildly, fawning with an excited expression.

Zhao Ritian roared with laughter. "Wise and mighty isn’t enough! You have to add ’number one under heaven’ as well! Hahaha..."

"But of course! Second Young Master is the undisputed number one... number one... number one..." The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked youth was speaking when his voice suddenly began to stutter. He stared wide-eyed at the scene before him, his throat convulsing as if someone were strangling him.

TING! TING! TING!

Jiang Chen had merely raised a single finger. A faint silver light gathered on it, and with just that one finger, he had blocked the sharp, poisoned needles!

"How is that possible?" Zhao Ritian’s expression changed drastically as he exclaimed in shock.

Don’t be fooled by the ordinary appearance of his Feather Fan; it was actually a Yellow Tier Intermediate Profound Weapon. Each poison needle within it was as hard and sharp as a Yellow-tier Profound Weapon. Coupled with the lethal poison that killed on contact with blood, it was an absolute killing tool.

Zhao Ritian had used the poisoned needles of this Feather Fan to assassinate many powerful experts!

Yet Jiang Chen had blocked the poisoned needles with a single finger.

This was simply unbelievable!

"Is this what you were relying on? If you have no other tricks, then it’s my turn!" Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, leaning forward slightly as he stared intently at Zhao Ritian.

"Kid, you actually managed to block my poison needles. You’ve got some skill. However..."

Zhao Ritian’s fists clenched, making a cracking sound. A vicious glint in his eyes, he said maliciously, "But you were blind enough to offend me. Hmph... Anyone who dares challenge my authority will be seen as challenging the authority of the Qinghuo Gang. And for those who dare challenge the Qinghuo Gang’s authority, there is only one outcome—death!"

The final word, "death," was exceptionally heavy.

Almost at the same time as he spoke, Zhao Ritian was already gripping his Feather Fan and charging toward Jiang Chen at extreme speed.

When opened, his Feather Fan could fire hidden poisoned needles. When closed, it transformed into an incomparably hard short Battle Blade. It was actually a Yellow-tier Profound Weapon!

With just the Feather Fan, he clashed with Jiang Chen’s Cyan Blade Sword without being at a disadvantage!

’This guy is vengeful and merciless, resorting to murder at the slightest provocation. The Qinghuo Gang behind him is one of the three great powers in Yulan Mansion. If I let him escape, I’ll become a thorn in the Qinghuo Gang’s side. It seems I have no choice but to cut the weeds and pull up the roots, to eliminate this problem for good.’ Jiang Chen glanced down at the Cyan Blade Sword in his hand.

As one of the three great powers of Yulan Mansion, the Qinghuo Gang’s resources and strength were absolutely unfathomable.

’If I provoke the Qinghuo Gang, this Major Sect will surely come after me. With my current strength, I’m no match for them at all.’

’To avoid having the Qinghuo Gang come after me, the only way is to eliminate the root of the problem!’

"Fiery Flame Sky Burning!"

Zhao Ritian gripped his Feather Fan and stomped, sending a RUMBLE through the ground.

His speed was incredible; in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Jiang Chen. A ball of fiery red True Qi erupted from his Feather Fan. Zhao Ritian’s Martial Soul was a Fire Spring. Every strand of his True Qi had been refined by the Fire Spring Martial Soul, causing it to mutate and carry a scorching Flame Power.

The fiery red True Qi rolled forward in scorching waves, like a surging tide in a sea of fire. It formed a high wall of flames that crushed down toward Jiang Chen.

"This Fiery Flame Sky Burning is my strongest move! It can melt even gold and iron. You little bastard, you dare to oppose me? Just wait to be burned to ashes!" Zhao Ritian’s eyes glinted viciously as he spoke with utter confidence.

Just as he was reveling in his confidence...

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked youth beside him couldn’t help but tug on the corner of his sleeve. Zhao Ritian paused, looking toward Jiang Chen.

From within the mass of roaring flames, a figure walked out completely unscathed. The fiery True Qi, capable of melting gold and iron, was actually swallowed by Jiang Chen in a single gulp. A moment later, with a BURP, Jiang Chen spat out a puff of black smoke!

Zhao Ritian was completely dumbfounded.

’The attack he was so proud of had been swallowed by Jiang Chen in a single gulp?’

"Th-this guy is a monster!" Zhao Ritian gulped hard.

Watching Jiang Chen devour the last wisp of fiery True Qi and walk toward him with the Cyan Blade Sword in hand, Zhao Ritian’s legs began to tremble slightly. His cultivation had reached the Martial Arts Ninth Stage, and with his many trump cards, he was confident he could hold his own even against a True Martial Realm First Stage expert.

But now...

Facing Jiang Chen, who was also at the Martial Arts Ninth Stage, Zhao Ritian completely lost his nerve!

He immediately commanded his men, "What are you standing around for? Get him! Slaughter that little bastard! If any of you dare to retreat, I guarantee I’ll slaughter your entire family!"

Under Zhao Ritian’s threat, the men could only brace themselves and charge at Jiang Chen.

These men had shown Little White no mercy, so naturally, Jiang Chen wouldn’t hold back either. He used a single move: the Thunderbolt Technique.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

The sword light flashed like lightning. The strike was like a thunderclap splitting the sky. With one horizontal sweep of his sword, he cut down all six experts from the Qinghuo Gang!

"Now it’s your turn!"

Jiang Chen raised his sword and shot out a five-zhang-long Sword Aura, which rushed toward Zhao Ritian.

"Get away from me..."

Zhao Ritian raised his hand to block, but his attack was mercilessly destroyed by the Sword Aura. In that life-or-death moment, Zhao Ritian grabbed the sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked youth and threw him at Jiang Chen as a human shield. Amidst the youth’s wretched screams, he was cleaved in two by the sword. Blood gushed down like a rain of gore. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"D-don’t come any closer..."

Terrified, Zhao Ritian staggered and fell to the ground. His face was a mask of horror and fear as he scrambled backward on his hands and feet.

Jiang Chen stood with his sword, pressing closer step by step. Drops of crimson blood slid from his longsword, and the faint smell of blood filled the air. "Weren’t you just saying you were going to slaughter me? That you wanted me to kneel and beg for mercy? What’s wrong? Not so arrogant now? You don’t want to kill me anymore?"

"I was wrong! Sir, I know I was wrong! Please, I beg you, just treat me like a fart and let me go!"

"I’ll never be arrogant again..."

"As long as you don’t kill me, I swear I’ll never cause you trouble again. A-and, you’ll become a friend of my Qinghuo Gang! I beg you, don’t kill me..." Zhao Ritian knelt on the ground, repeatedly smashing his head against it with a series of THUDS. His body trembled uncontrollably, terrified that he would anger Jiang Chen and be finished with a single slash.

"Now you know how to beg for mercy? Too bad, it’s too late!" Jiang Chen’s face was expressionless.

His sword flashed, slicing open Zhao Ritian’s throat. Blood gushed out like a spring.

Zhao Ritian clutched his throat with both hands, trying to stop the bleeding. His voice was hoarse as he stared with bloodshot eyes, filled with despair and venomous hatred. "You... you’ll die a horrible death! To the ends of the earth, m-my Qinghuo Gang will never let you go..."

THUD!

Zhao Ritian collapsed heavily into a pool of his own blood, dead!