The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 856 - 674 Feng Xiu: Xie Huanran! [2 more updates]

These three months were worth it for him.

Having cultivated the technique for over a hundred years, he finally succeeded today.

His Inner Strength reached great perfection, and his Mental State also achieved completeness.

This figure seemed to have merged with the heavens and the earth, ethereal and elusive.

It did not seem to be of the mortal world.

"Hahahahaha!"

The laughter echoed again, extremely arrogant.

With an unbeatable arrogance, it resounded through the heavens and earth.

"Heaven helps me! Truly, heaven helps me!"

Xie Huanran felt the changes in his body, extraordinarily joyful.

These three months were worth him charging at the bottleneck again and again.

Ever since he founded his unique Ancient Martial Arts Secret Manual over a hundred years ago, after cultivating for so long, he finally succeeded today.

As an ancient martial artist, he had achieved Great Perfection in the cultivation of Inner Strength.

Moreover, his Mental State had also reached completeness.

Now, Xie Huanran had finally reached the realm of returning to simplicity, able to retract and release his aura at will.

As long as he restrained his aura, no one would know he was an ancient martial artist.

So this was the highest level of an ancient martial artist.

This time, the Ancient Martial World would be thoroughly dominated by the Xie Family!

No one could stop him.

Three months was not a long time,

Xie Huanran touched his beard, smiling broadly: "Let’s go see Nian Nian first."

In the next second, he had already appeared a mile away.

Xie Huanran was indeed cautious and had not told anyone about his Closed-door Cultivation location.

Moreover, the place where he did his Closed-door Cultivation was far from the Xie Family.

The Ancient Martial World was vast, and with his current Ancient Martial Cultivation, it still took him half a day to get back to the Xie Family.

From a distance, Xie Huanran laughed out loud: "Nian Nian, Nian Nian, your ancestor is back, and I brought you some good herbs, come out quickly——"

The words suddenly stuck in his throat.

The strong smell of blood and rot lingered in his nostrils, and his eyes took in a scene of blood.

The Judicial Hall and the Martial Arts Alliance had finished dealing with the Xie Family elders and ancestors, and had considerately stacked the corpses neatly.

During these past few days, the weather had been hot, attracting quite a few crows and eagles to the scene.

The sight was horrifying and heart-wrenching.

"Arghhh!" Xie Huanran’s fury made his hair stand up, and he roared at the sky, "Who did this? Who slaughtered my Xie Family?!"

Who dared to strike at the Xie Family while he was in Closed-door Cultivation!

The Xie Family was in such a state, was there any chance Nian Nian survived?

Xie Huanran could not control his anger and immediately sped out, reaching the city where the Lin Family was located.

"Lin Wuliang! Was it you? Was it you who slaughtered my Xie Family!"

This shout directly shook Lin Jinyun onto the ground, immediately causing him to bleed from his orifices.

"Xie... Xie Huanran!"

Though Lin Jinyun was not an Ancient Martial Grandmaster, he could still recognize who possessed such terrifying power.

He spoke with difficulty: "Huan... Huanran Senior, no... it wasn’t the ancestor, it was the Judicial Hall and the Martial Arts Alliance!"

"Xie Huanran, what do you want to do?" Lin Wuliang, who was also startled, roared angrily, "When did my Lin Family ever strike at your Xie Family? Do you have to blame others for everything?"

Xie Huanran ignored him, grabbed Lin Jinyun with one hand: "Then who killed Nian Nian?! Who did?!"

Lin Jinyun opened his mouth: "Ying... Ying Zijin, she practices dual Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts."

"Bang!"

Lin Jinyun was thrown to the ground, and Xie Huanran had already disappeared into the distance.

Lin Jinyun trembled as he looked up: "Old... ancestor."

Lin Wuliang also gasped: "This Xie Huanran has reached the Great Perfection of Inner Strength!"

Who in the Ancient Martial World could stop him now?

**

On the other side.

Fu Yunshen held the weapons that Yuh Shaoyun had thrown in: "Yaoyao, can they penetrate Xie Huanran’s Inner Strength defense?"

"They can penetrate, but they can’t kill him." Ying Zijin shook her head slightly, "Only nuclear and hydrogen bombs can harm him, and they must be placed within half a meter of him."

"And they must be detonated instantly."

If an ancient martial artist could step into Feng Xiu’s level, hot weapons wouldn’t be able to harm him.

The potential of humans is limitless.

But of course, it’s impossible to contravene natural laws; there’s no such thing as ascension to immortality.

Fu Yunshen’s eyes deepened.

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"Junior sister, Young Master Fu, don’t worry." Cheng Yuan clenched his fists, "This time, even if I have to risk my life, I will drag Xie Huanran down to hell."

Otherwise, it will affect the entire Ancient Martial World.

"Moreover, Xie Huanran may not be—"

Before Cheng Yuan could finish his sentence, a loud explosion suddenly erupted, like thunder crashing near his ears.

"Bang!"

At the same time, a figure descended from the sky, like a cannonball, landing directly on the ground, blocking their path.

The only one who could escape Cheng Yuan’s notice must be—

Xie, Huan, Ran!

Xie Huanran’s expression was cold, his gaze sharp as a blade.

Cheng Yuan instinctively moved to block Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen, his face darkening, a hint of shock in his eyes: "Not good, his cultivation has indeed reached perfection."

Returning to simplicity is the realm all ancient martial artists aspire to.

In the five hundred years of the Ancient Martial World’s history, only Feng Xiu had achieved this realm.

And now, there was another—Xie Huanran.

"Hmph, Cheng Yuan." Xie Huanran glanced at Cheng Yuan and laughed disdainfully, "In the past, killing you would have taken some effort, but now—"

He flicked his sleeve, and a powerful pressure emerged.

Cheng Yuan’s body trembled, his scalp tingling.

He gritted his teeth, tasting blood in his throat.

This is the pressure of a peak ancient martial artist!

Xie Huanran no longer looked at him, his gaze swiftly locking onto the girl, the pressure intensifying: "It’s you who killed Nian Nian!"

The moment Xie Huanran learned Xie Nian was dead, his heart trembled.

The descendant he had painstakingly nurtured was gone just like that.

Everyone should die, everyone should be buried with Xie Nian!

Ying Zijin remained exceptionally calm, her back unbent: "It was me."

No matter how intense the pressure, it wasn’t enough to make the girl bow her head.

Xie Huanran was somewhat surprised and retracted the pressure altogether.

"Good, very good." He said faintly, hands behind his back, "You are clever, even relocating the Judicial Hall, the Ling Family, and the Martial Arts Alliance. But do you think you’ve covered all your bases?"

"I, Xie Huanran, have never needed a reason to kill! Everyone in this Ancient Martial World is at my mercy!"

Xie Huanran laughed heartily: "Even if I targeted the Yue Family and Lin Family today, what could they say?"

Ying Zijin’s eyes turned cold instantly.

From the moment she decided to kill Xie Nian, she hadn’t planned on surviving unscathed.

How could she stand by and watch as those around her were threatened?

"But whatever, the dead can’t be brought back." Xie Huanran suddenly sighed, "No matter how many I kill, Nian Nian can’t be revived."

Cheng Yuan swallowed the metallic taste in his throat: "Xie Huanran, stop beating around the bush."

Xie Huanran was narrow-minded; there was no way he would let them go.

"Of course, I can’t let this go," Xie Huanran glanced at the girl, "But I’ll give you a chance. If you end your life here today, I will swear a blood oath that I won’t harm the others."

Ying Zijin raised her eyes, her voice calm: "A blood oath?"

A blood oath is the highest form of oath, written in one’s own blood.

Compared to a life-and-death duel pact, the backlash for breaking a blood oath is much greater.

"Yes, a blood oath." Xie Huanran smiled, then his expression turned cold and severe, "I am an ancient martial artist who values promises highly. You can trust that I will never break it. If you don’t agree, I’ll kill everyone in the Ancient Martial World right in front of you!"

Cheng Yuan’s eyes darkened: "Xie Huanran, you’re delusional!"

"Cheng Yuan, the delusional one is you." Xie Huanran wasn’t angered, instead, he smiled serenely, "Alright, I’ll start with you today!"

In an instant, his inner strength surged out, targeting Cheng Yuan.

Xie Huanran coldly said, "You slaughtered my Xie family; I will dismantle the Martial Arts Alliance!"

**

Meanwhile, in a place far from the Judicial Hall headquarters.

At the summit of the Snow Mountain in the Ancient Martial World.

This snow mountain’s height rivaled that of Mount Everest, reaching nine thousand meters, truly an uninhabited place.

Due to the extremely harsh conditions, even explorers avoided this place.

Neither Cheng Yuan nor Xie Huanran could climb this snow mountain.

However, at the edge of a cliff, an old man sat unwaveringly.

Snow had accumulated over him in layers, almost completely covering him.

At that moment, the old man moved, shedding the snow from his body.

He slowly opened his eyes, slightly surprised: "Such a powerful surge of inner strength."

Feng Xiu himself didn’t know how long he had been in a deep sleep.

If not for this surge of inner strength, he might still be slumbering at the summit of the snow mountain.

After so many years, has someone in the Ancient Martial World finally reached his realm?

Feng Xiu squinted slightly, looking toward a direction, having already determined the source of the inner strength: "Xie Huanran!"

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