CHAPTER 1021: CHAPTER 1020: THE ENTIRE FAMILY IS SO OVERBEARING!

The person standing at the top of the highest building in the Jin family is none other than its head, Huangjin Xuanyuan, the father of Golden Strange Cloud. After hearing the news of his eighth son, Golden Strange Cloud, being killed, Huangjin Xuanyuan has been standing here for three whole days and nights without leaving a single step. The anger emanating from him is terrifying, even capable of slicing through the air. Huangjin Xuanyuan’s fighting power is dauntingly strong.

"Jiuer, I have already sent people to verify the news, your eighth brother was indeed killed by someone!" Huangjin Xuanyuan said coldly.

"Who? Who dares to kill my eighth brother, who dares to lay hands on someone from the Jin family..." The child, over ten years old, growled with killing intent.

This boy, over ten years old, is Huangjin Xuanyuan’s ninth son, named Huangjin Wudao. To dare to choose such a name also speaks of the Jin family’s dominance, showing Huangjin Xuanyuan’s hopes for his ninth son. Named after martial arts (Wudao), does he wish for the Jin family to conquer the entire Martial Arts World?

"Ye Tianchen!" Huangjin Xuanyuan coldly said.

"Is it him? Did eighth brother really fall at his hands? I don’t believe it, no matter how powerful Ye Tianchen is, he couldn’t possibly be a match for eighth brother. He must have used some despicable tactics..." Huangjin Wudao said fiercely.

Huangjin Xuanyuan furrowed his brow, indeed, upon hearing the news, he was stunned at first. His eighth son, Golden Strange Cloud, was killed; naturally, he felt pain. But what puzzled him more was that Golden Strange Cloud was killed by Ye Tianchen. Indeed killed by Ye Tianchen, which he never expected. Among his nine sons, Golden Strange Cloud was considered to be one of the more gifted. Although not the strongest or the most exceptional son, he was unmatched among the young family disciples of his generation, reaching the Martial Saint Realm by his thirties, sweeping through his peers—Golden Strange Cloud was certainly remarkable. Yet Huangjin Xuanyuan never imagined that sending his eighth son out for training, as usual, to sweep through the young geniuses of the three Ancient Martial Worlds, demonstrating the Jin family’s prowess, would become the biggest joke in the Jin family’s history, being killed by someone. This made Huangjin Xuanyuan lose face, so angry he nearly spat blood!

Imagine, for thousands of years, the Jin family continued such a dominant approach, sending a family disciple every few hundred years, not only to hone Martial Arts Cultivation but also to sweep through the young geniuses of the three Ancient Martial Worlds, showcasing the Jin family’s might, proving the Jin family’s power. During the few hundred years of Huangjin Xuanyuan’s tenure as Family Head, Golden Strange Cloud was the first family disciple he sent out, his eighth son. It is clear that Huangjin Xuanyuan wanted his son to make a name for himself, to bolster his influence in the Jin family. He wished to show those behind-the-scenes elderly who decide everything that he is capable; his nine sons are all strong, not to be underestimated. Who would have known that Golden Strange Cloud would be killed by Ye Tianchen, failing not only to achieve the original purpose but also losing a son...

"I don’t care who Ye Tianchen is, which sect he belongs to, or what background he has; he killed my eighth son, I will make him die. I will make him die begging for mercy before all the Martial Artists in the world, kowtowing ten thousand times before dying!" Huangjin Xuanyuan coldly said bloodthirstily.

"Father, let me go, let me kill Ye Tianchen, that bastard!" Huangjin Wudao arrogantly said.

Huangjin Xuanyuan glanced at his ninth son, Huangjin Wudao. This was his most pampered son, and the son he had the most hopes for because Huangjin Wudao was born with a golden aura. His talent and comprehension were incredibly high, and by now, at just fourteen years old, he had reached the Late Martial Venerate cultivation realm. This could be described as innate talent against the heavens. However, Huangjin Wudao was spoiled from a young age, his personality too domineering, too arrogant, coupled with his youth. Huangjin Xuanyuan never dared to let Huangjin Wudao go out to train; he is Huangjin Xuanyuan’s hope, the Jin family’s future powerhouse. If he went out and acted arrogantly, only to be slapped to death by an old hidden master from the three Ancient Martial Worlds, Huangjin Xuanyuan would be heartbroken!

The Jin family, passed down from antiquity, has always been so dominant. During hidden times, every few hundred years a disciple would be sent out to act arrogantly and show off. Needless to say, the Jin family is very fierce; every member of the family is arrogant, looking down upon others. Especially when Huangjin Xuanyuan became Family Head, the first disciple he sent out, Golden Strange Cloud, wanting to extend the Jin family’s dominance, solidify his position within the family. After all, although he inherited the title of Family Head, there were still other dissatisfied members of the Jin family. Some of the old generations did not support him wholeheartedly. So Huangjin Xuanyuan wanted to seize the opportunity to show everyone his power, prove that his nine sons are strong, who dares provoke them lightly?

However, Golden Strange Cloud lost, defeated, killed, dying at the hands of Ye Tianchen. Huangjin Xuanyuan not only failed to have his son make a name but also brought the Jin family’s long-standing dominance to an abrupt halt, breaking it in his hands. This not only resulted in losing a son but also gave his detractors within the Jin family—those opposed to him becoming Family Head—a reason to attack him, putting Huangjin Xuanyuan in a passive position. Thus, his hatred for Ye Tianchen runs deep, wishing to tear him to pieces.

"Jiuer, you’re still young; until you’re eighteen, you cannot fight, cannot leave the Jin family—this is my instruction to you, have you forgotten?" Huangjin Xuanyuan sternly said to Huangjin Wudao.

"But... Father, eighth brother..." Huangjin Wudao reluctantly said.

Huangjin Xuanyuan coldly glanced at Huangjin Wudao, startling him. Although he was the most pampered among nine sons, also the most spoiled, Huangjin Xuanyuan, as the Jin family’s Family Head, did not reach such a status without being formidable, having great authority. Despite being domineering and arrogant, his nine sons were all the same, even the entire Jin family could be described as arrogant. This was due to the Jin family’s strong dominating traditions passed down through generations. Indeed, the Jin family is powerful, but Huangjin Xuanyuan knows well that within the three Ancient Martial Worlds there are not only the Jin family passed down through antiquity, there are also hidden powerful cultivation sects and families, especially some ancient elders who have been closed off for nearly a thousand years, each very powerful. If Huangjin Wudao, his most promising son, went out and acted arrogantly, angering some elder and getting killed, it would be a never-ending sorrow, so Huangjin Xuanyuan had long instructed Huangjin Wudao, his ninth son, ordered him not to go out until he turns eighteen.

"Don’t worry about this matter, Ye Tianchen will die—I will make him beg for mercy before all worldly Martial Artists, kowtow ten thousand times before dying..." Huangjin Xuanyuan said coldly.

"Father, have you sent other brothers there?" Huangjin Wudao pondered and asked.

Huangjin Xuanyuan nodded, he indeed had his ninth son, clever and quick-witted, often figuring things out with just a slight hint. He had high hopes for him and didn’t waste the effort he put on his ninth son.

"Go down, believe that in less than half a month, you’ll hear the news of Ye Tianchen kowtowing in the skies of the Ancient Martial World!" Huangjin Xuanyuan said grimly.

Huangjin Wudao nodded, not daring to oppose his father’s intention, merely glanced at his father before disappearing. Only Huangjin Xuanyuan continued standing on the rooftop of the highest building of the Jin family, eyes emitting a ghastly light, chillingly muttering to himself: "Ye Tianchen, you killed my eighth son, so I’ll have my seventh son claim your life. You are absolutely not a match for Kuanger, whose Martial Arts Cultivation is overwhelmingly strong, whose physical refinement is the strongest among my nine sons. Just wait to die, die in disgrace—this is the death I have planned for you..."

At this time, still in Cangmang Mountain, Ye Tianchen opened his eyes beside the dry well. He sensed his injuries inside had healed. He didn’t expect that this liquid form Spiritual Energy would be so powerful and rapid in cultivation, having such a chance he will certainly cultivate attentively and cherish it. Though, Ye Tianchen was not too greedy. He realized this dry well, after millions of years, could produce very little liquid Spiritual Energy. If used up all at once, it might destroy the dry well. Looking across the Martial Arts World, now finding a place with liquid form Spiritual Energy is nearly impossible, Ye Tianchen wanted to reserve some for his use, and also consider some for other future Martial Artists, he’s not one with a heavy selfishness, when one’s ambition is high, many things become clear! (To be continued. If you like the work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)