CHAPTER 443: CHAPTER 431: THIS IS NOT SOMETHING YOU SHOULD WORRY ABOUT [SUBSCRIBE PLEASE]

"It seems you have indeed absorbed quite a lot of people’s power, haven’t you?"

Chen Fan looked down at Tang Yong and said.

The latter let out a bitter laugh, his eyes losing their former brilliance. He looked at Chen Fan and said, "Kill me."

For a martial artist, being crippled was worse than death.

"Are you sure?"

Chen Fan suddenly said.

Tang Yong’s body trembled a bit.

He hesitated again.

After all, a bad life is still better than a good death, right?

"However, I truly don’t intend to let you go."

"You!"

Tang Yong was furious to the point of death.

This Li Ping was truly despicable!

After draining his inner strength and putting all his effort to waste, he intended to humiliate him once more before killing him.

This was simply too much!

"Haha, hahahaha."

Suddenly, he started to laugh.

"Kill me then. Don’t worry, soon enough someone will come and avenge me. Li Ping, I’ll be waiting for you in the netherworld!"

"What?"

Chen Fan seemed a bit surprised, "You mean you have companions?"

"That’s right."

Tang Yong said sinisterly, "My master is a Celestial Realm Martial Artist. Even if you are an A-level Awakened, so what? The power of a Celestial Realm Martial Artist is beyond your imagination.

Today, you have drained my inner strength. Tomorrow, my master will come and drain yours. This is the cycle of heaven and retribution that you cannot escape, hahahaha!"

"Cycle of heaven and retribution? Are you capable of uttering such words?"

Chen Fan sneered.

Sword Qi shot out of his fingers and pierced the opponent’s skull.

Tang Yong fell to the ground with a hysterical expression.

He completely lost his breath.

"A Celestial Realm master, huh?"

Chen Fan muttered to himself.

As the saying goes, when it rains, it pours.

He had already offended the Black Demon Sect, and soon a beast tide would erupt.

One more Celestial Realm enemy really didn’t matter.

The key was that his strength increased daily.

When the day came that the enemy arrived at his doorstep, it might just be a question of who drained whose inner strength.

"Tonight was not in vain."

He sighed.

First, he obtained a complete Supreme Martial Arts.

Then, he gained several hundred points of Primordial True Essence.

"Let’s go back and fuse this True Essence, then refine True Qi Pills."

Chen Fan walked out. Before leaving, he didn’t forget to open the door.

This way, it wouldn’t be long before a Fierce Beast, attracted by the smell of blood, arrived to destroy the corpse.

...

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away from Anshan City.

Several people were sitting on chairs.

Sitting in the main seat was an old man with a few strands of white hair at his temples, but his eyes were piercing and commanding.

The others were in their thirties or forties, except for a young man standing with his head bowed, clutching the corner of his robe, not daring to make a sound.

"So, after searching all day, did you find anything?"

The old man asked, his voice deep.

"Third Uncle, I searched several cities in the direction of Huzhou City, but I couldn’t sense the aura from the sheepskin scroll."

Replied a middle-aged man on the left cautiously.

"Third Uncle, I couldn’t sense anything either."

"Neither could I."

Everyone said one after another.

Each time someone finished speaking, the young man’s face turned a shade paler.

"So, none of you found anything?"

There was no answer, and the room was terrifyingly quiet.

"Thud!"

The young man knelt on the ground and burst into tears, saying, "Third Grandfather, it’s all my fault. If it weren’t for me, the family wouldn’t have lost such an important thing. It’s all my fault."

Saying this, he slapped his own face.

Seeing this, the first middle-aged man on the right showed a look of pity.

After all, he was the young man’s father and the current visible patriarch of the Qin family.

If it were any other time, he would have pleaded for his child. But this time, the trouble caused by the latter was too great!

That was a Divine Demon Level Technique!

Each Divine Demon Level Technique was a priceless treasure, with even the Awakened Association possessing only a few.

A thousand-year-old noble family like the Qin family had only three Divine Demon Level Martial Arts.

Of course, they were all incomplete. Complete Divine Demon Level Martial Arts? Don’t even think about it!

It was said that the Longevity Technique, this Divine Demon Level Martial Art, had a total of seven diagrams, and the Qin family had two of them.

One of them was lost a couple of days ago, and the culprit was the young man kneeling on the ground, continuously slapping his face.

Of course, he also had some responsibility.

If he hadn’t used his authority, the latter wouldn’t have smoothly obtained one of the diagrams.

"Hmph, what’s the use of doing this now?" the middle-aged man on the left snorted coldly.

"Second brother is right. If slapping ourselves could bring back the stolen secret manual, we could all slap ourselves."

"Exactly, eldest brother. Xiaohao might have been ignorant, but how could you be so ignorant? How could you let him take such an important thing to look at privately? If it weren’t for that, it wouldn’t have been stolen."

"Right? That was a Divine Demon Level Martial Art. Even the Thunder Emperor, if he came to our Qin family, would have to follow the rules, looking at it only in a private room, without taking it out. You, sigh, how foolish!"

Several middle-aged men chimed in.

Each had a hint of glee in their hearts.

If the eldest brother made such a mistake, even if the secret manual were recovered, he would still be severely punished by the clan.

If it went badly, he might be removed from the patriarch position.

Then, they would all have a chance.

"It’s my fault."

Qin Jiming nodded, saying, "When we retrieve the Longevity Technique and return to the clan, I will voluntarily step down as the patriarch."

"!"

Hearing this, Qin Zihao and several middle-aged men looked shocked.

"Dad!"

Qin Zihao cried out, "It’s all my fault, it has nothing to do with you."

"The fault of the son is the fault of the father. How can it have nothing to do with me?"

Qin Jiming shook his head.

The middle-aged men were overjoyed.

They hadn’t expected the eldest brother to say this voluntarily.

How great!

"Enough."

At this moment, the old man in the main seat frowned, looking at Qin Jiming with displeasure, "Jiming, are you defeated by such a minor setback? Are you thinking about quitting already?"

"Third Uncle, that’s not what I meant."

Qin Jiming hurriedly said, "This time, it’s indeed my fault. I have to do this to silence the clan’s murmurs."

"That’s not your concern."

The old man glanced at him, saying, "The top priority now is to retrieve the lost secret manual quickly; the longer we delay, the more variables there’ll be.

As for the patriarch’s position, whether you should continue or not is for the clan to decide. Your opinion doesn’t matter, understand?"

"Yes, Third Uncle."

Qin Jiming gratefully glanced at the old man.

He knew, the old man was speaking up for him.

After all these years of his contributions to the Qin family, the older generation saw everything.

If he stepped down, replacing him with someone else as patriarch might not work as well.

The other middle-aged men looked at each other, feeling a bit resentful.

This Third Uncle was really partial!

The Qin Jiming line made such a big mistake, yet, as long as they retrieved the secret manual, all would be forgiven?

"Hmph, get up."

The old man snorted, "A moment of passion for a woman led to all this trouble?"

"I’m sorry, Third Grandfather."

Qin Zihao wiped his tears, standing from the ground.

"Are there any places you haven’t searched?"

The old man glanced at the group.

The sheepskin scroll with the Divine Demon Level Technique was not an ordinary sheepskin scroll.

There was a special mark on it, which could be sensed by a token made of certain material. The maximum sensing range was a hundred kilometers.

In other words, as long as the Longevity Technique was within a hundred kilometers, the tokens they carried would react.

The closer it was, the stronger the reaction.

"Third Uncle, there are three directions we haven’t checked yet. Also..." the speaker hesitated.

"Speak up, what is it?"

"Yes, Third Uncle. I was wondering if that thief might have done the opposite of what we expect and instead went inward?" The middle-aged man on the left frowned.

"Second brother is right. This isn’t like ten years ago with so many small villages outside. Even if a thief finds an empty village, unless we search the Yan Country thoroughly, it’s like finding a needle in a haystack."

Hearing this, Qin Jiming and Qin Zihao both had their faces turn grim.

This was also their concern.

The clan’s tolerance was based on retrieving the secret manual.

If they couldn’t retrieve it, people in the clan would surely have opinions.

"Don’t worry."

The old man snorted coldly, "You all think I haven’t thought of that? Tomorrow, your fifth uncle will arrive, and we will find that little thief."

"Fifth Uncle!"

"Fifth Grandfather will come too!"

Qin Jiming and his son were excited.

The fifth uncle might be only in the True Essence Realm, but he was proficient in a very rare martial art, the Emperor’s Qi Observation Skill!

This martial art not only could see through the opponent’s reality but also divined successes and failures, making it not difficult to find the lost secret manual.

As long as they found the person, even without the third uncle’s help, the father and son could kill the thief.

In contrast, the other middle-aged men weren’t as excited.

They exchanged looks.

The clan valued the secret manual and their elder brother, even dispatching that master to rush over.

With his arrival, it was only a matter of time before they retrieved the secret manual.

"Enough, it’s late. Go get some rest, and start searching for the thief early tomorrow." The old man waved his hand.

"Yes."

They replied in unison.