At this moment.

The peak where Lin Chang'sheng had just been sitting caved in completely, rocks tumbling, dust billowing everywhere—the ground shuddered and the mountain shook!

Lin Chang'sheng quickly tapped into his body technique, dodging far away.

But.

That blinding pillar of light kept flashing, soaring into the sky—it was visible from a hundred miles around!

The pillar flickered for about sixty breaths, then vanished with a thunderous crash!

If not for the collapse of the mountain, no one would know that a gigantic pillar of light had just shot up to the sky!

"What the hell was that light pillar?"

Lin Chang'sheng watched the area for a long while, felt it wasn't dangerous, and his eyes suddenly glimmered.

He reckoned the mountain belly must have been hollow, then finally collapsed after so many years?

"Whatever, I'd better head back."

Lin Chang'sheng muttered to himself, turned, and left.

To be careful, he chose not to investigate further—after all, the unknown meant danger. He had his panel; all he needed was to keep a low profile and slowly search for techniques to fuse together. That was the right path.

"Huh? A little fox?"

He'd only walked a few dozen yards before spotting something white in the grass. Getting closer, he saw it was a pure white little fox.

The fox was about two feet long, fur pure white without a hint of any other color—downright adorable, honestly.

At that moment.

The little fox's eyes were tightly shut, a smear of blood at the corner of its mouth—obviously injured.

"Still breathing. Not dead yet!"

Lin Chang'sheng slipped on his gloves, went over and picked the little fox up. Spotting some pink markings on its butt, his eyes flashed and he muttered, "Oh ho, it's a female little fox demon?"

"Or is it a fox spirit that transformed just to siphon my Primordial Yang?"

Lin Chang'sheng instantly recalled all those ghost and monster tales from his previous life, tensed up, felt a chill down below, and quickly set the little white fox back down.

"Ying ying ying! Ying ying ying!"

Just as he put the little fox down, it suddenly opened its eyes, looked straight at him, and let out a few cries.

The little fox was so cute—its eyes clear like fresh spring water.

And in those big eyes, there was this weakness and plea that felt almost human.

It crawled forward, grabbed his pants leg, and wouldn't let go.

"Hey, don't grab me—get going!"

Lin Chang'sheng pried his pants leg free from its little claws and started to leave.

"Ying ying ying...."

But to his surprise, blood trickled from the little fox's mouth again—it still chased after him, trailing close behind.

"Maybe its insides got smashed up by falling rocks earlier—internal injuries?"

"Fine, it's so pitiful anyway, I'll take it back, raise it for a few days, and let it go."

With this thought, Lin Chang'sheng turned, took off his outer robe, wrapped up the little fox, tapped into his body technique, and headed toward Min Nan City.

.......

Lin Chang'sheng returned home.

He bought a cage, some cooked beef, and fruit along the way—and after tossing everything into his room, sat on the bed and meditated. He planned to rest for a few hours, then visit the Lei Family tonight!

They tried to kill me—how could I just let that slide?

The sky darkened further and further.

Soon enough, it was time.

"Time to make my move."

Lin Chang'sheng opened his eyes and murmured to himself.

He noticed the little white fox was already awake and was hugging a snow pear, nibbling away. Seeing Lin Chang'sheng looking over, it got a bit shy, set the pear down—those big clear eyes seemed like they could talk.

"Stay home and behave. I have something to take care of."

Lin Chang'sheng glanced at the white fox, slung Dawn on his back along with the Iron Embryo Bow, wrapped his face in a black scarf, and headed out.

The white fox watched him leave, blinked its big eyes, then picked the pear back up.

.......

Min Nan City.

The Lei Family.

Located in East City.

The Lei Family specialized in firearms—they had tremendous firepower—and their workshop complex in the east sprawled for dozens of acres.

In a secluded compound at the Lei Residence, under a big jujube tree—

"Second Brother, Third Brother, why aren't they back yet?"

"Could it have something to do with that pillar of light at Jade Box Mountain today?"

The Patriarch, Lei Zhen, clasped his hands behind his back, glancing at the moon, pacing constantly, clear anxiety written on his face.

His second brother Lei Ming, third brother Lei Bao, had taken Celestial Thunder Beads to kill that young man Lin Chang'sheng—per Housekeeper Yu's instructions. By rights, they should've been back boasting three hours ago.

But it was late at night now, and still no sign—they were way overdue, and he was getting antsy.

He'd already sent men to investigate the pillar of light near Jade Box Mountain too.

"No need to wait. They're already dead."

Just then, a cold, harsh voice sounded.

With the words, a dark figure in black appeared thirty feet away.

This man was bulky, face covered by a black scarf, carrying a long saber and a bow—sharp gaze like a hawk, killing intent radiating off him in waves!

"What? Second Brother and Third Brother, they're dead?"

"You—you're... that man!?"

Hearing the voice, Lei Zhen whipped around, stepping back several paces—when he saw the figure in black, his pupils contracted sharply.

The second brother was Peak of First-class Realm, the third brother was First-class Late Stage, and they'd brought several Celestial Thunder Beads—yet they still couldn't kill this guy?!

His cultivation must be the absolute top among first-class fighters!

"The moment your Lei Family came after me, you sealed your own fate."

Lin Chang'sheng looked calmly at Patriarch Lei Zhen, long saber sliding slowly from its sheath.

Meanwhile—

A terrifying Martial Arts Grandmaster's aura swept the courtyard!

"What? Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

"You... you're a Martial Arts Grandmaster!?"

Lei Zhen felt the suffocating force rolling off Lin Chang'sheng—staggered backward a few steps, his face drained white as paper.

He couldn't believe it.

The one who killed his brothers was actually a Martial Arts Grandmaster!

Everyone knew—

First-class and Grandmaster were a world apart!

In Min Nan County, only the Golden Saber Sect and Liuyun Sect had Grandmasters. Hundred Herbs Hall had an old Grandmaster on the verge of kicking the bucket.

How did a fourth Grandmaster suddenly appear?

No wonder Housekeeper Yu wanted the Lei Family to handle it—this was obviously a set-up!

"Senior, this was our Lei Family's fault!"

"I, Lei Mou, am willing to pay any price—please, spare my Lei Family!"

Lei Zhen looked at Lin Chang'sheng, despair washing over him. He dropped to his knees right away—sure, he was at peak first-class, but that was nothing to a Grandmaster, unless he could land a lucky hit with a bunch of Celestial Thunder Beads!

But Grandmasters are too damn fast—damn near impossible to hit!

He had to choose the lesser evil, give up wealth, and try to save his family.

"Pay the price?"

"Heh, too late for regrets!"

Lin Chang'sheng stared at Lei Zhen on his knees, face calm as ever.

If my strength wasn't enough, Lei Ming and Lei Bao would've already blown me up with those Celestial Thunder Beads—this world only respects the strong. That's who gets to speak their mind!

Spare the Lei Family?

Leave trouble alive, just to bring disaster later?

"Senior, I was wrong. I'm willing to hand over all assets—please, spare the Lei Family!"

"I'm begging you, please show mercy!"

But Lin Chang'sheng's eyes were stone cold, zero room for negotiation. Lei Zhen's eyes flashed with despair—he inched closer on his knees, and as he bowed his head, a hint of madness and resolve flashed deep in his eyes!

He was willing to pay the price, but if this Grandmaster still insisted on wiping out the Lei Family, then he had no choice: he would use the six Celestial Thunder Beads he carried, sacrifice himself, and take this Grandmaster down with him—to give his descendants a shot.

Even if he died, the Lei bloodline would survive!

Lei Zhen's gaze turned ice cold—he slapped his hand toward the pouch at his waist!

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