NOVPUBImpossible, absolutely impossible!
Whether it was Round-Faced Hundred Household, Hundred Household Chen, or General Flag Xu and Pang Tai, none of them could believe this fact.
Among the billions of martial artists in the world, those who could achieve the rank of a fifth-tier Martial Ancestor were without exception persons of exceptional talent.
But relying solely on talent wasn’t enough. Without a strong will, without a massive investment of resources, without ceaseless diligent practice day and night, breaking through from the fourth tier to reach the fifth tier was nearly impossible.
Since ancient times, countless martial artists had been stuck at this barrier, unable to ascend any further even as their Qi-Blood declined.
Round-Faced Hundred Household and Hundred Household Chen were both fourth-tier martial artists themselves, and they weren’t very old yet, far from the point of Qi-Blood exhaustion, theoretically having the chance to advance to the fifth tier.
But both were acutely aware that unless there was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity, such as falling off a cliff and eating a Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit or some other miraculous encounter, they had no chance of breaking through to the fifth tier.
And now, a sixteen-year-old youth stood before them, radiating the oppressive aura of a fifth-tier Martial Ancestor, so one could imagine the shock they felt.
"You, what kind of blinding trick are you playing?"
General Flag Xu’s face flushed with a red tinge, harboring strong feelings of unwillingness and panic as he squeezed these words out between clenched teeth.
At this moment, he still harbored a slim hope in his heart, thinking perhaps Wang Chen was using some sort of trick or talisman to feign the aura of a fifth-tier Martial Ancestor!
This young General Flag who had come from afar to steal the credit was absolutely unwilling to believe that Wang Chen was such a prodigy.
For if Wang Chen truly was a fifth-tier Martial Ancestor, let alone himself as a General Flag, even if his own father, Thousand Household Xu Jinghui, personally intervened, there wouldn’t be the slightest possibility of usurping the credit for the achievement.
Even though Wang Chen was merely a Junior Flag.
Because Xu Jinghui himself had only the cultivation strength of the peak fourth tier. Even if by some stroke of luck he broke through to the fifth tier, he would still have to treat Wang Chen with the utmost courtesy.
A fifth-tier Martial Ancestor, in any nation, would be a master eagerly courted by the Imperial Court, more than enough to govern a prefecture.
A sixteen-year-old Martial Ancestor, even the Emperor of Great Liang might well consider selecting an age-appropriate princess or county mistress from the Royal Family to form a marriage alliance with him!
This was the true lineage of a Martial Saint!
General Flag Xu understood the significance of this, which is why he was so desperately deceiving himself.
"Heh heh!"
Wang Chen let out a cold laugh, abruptly raising his hand and pressing down, and the invisible Evil Qi that filled the room suddenly intensified.
In the confined space, the pressure exerted by the released Qi Energy was at its strongest.
When Wang Chen simultaneously activated the power of the five Evil Wheels, increasing the Evil Force applied to the others once again, Round-Faced Hundred Household and Hundred Household Chen immediately could no longer withstand the pressure and involuntarily stumbled backward.
Intuition told them that at this moment, with just a move, Wang Chen could forcibly suppress them.
Without the slightest chance of resistance or reversal!
And General Flag Xu’s condition was even worse; his legs bent and he knelt directly on the ground, his relatively handsome face turning a dark purple color, and fresh red blood seeping from his mouth and nose.
"Ling Martial Ancestor, please don’t act rashly..."
At this moment, Pang Tai finally couldn’t keep his composure and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade, "We all serve the Imperial Court, let’s talk this over calmly, let’s talk!"
This General Flag had not been targeted by Wang Chen, hence the pressure he was under was the least.
But he feared that Wang Chen, in his youthful vigor, would kill both Hundred Household officers and General Flag Xu in a fit of rage, leading to an irreparable situation.
Pang Tai also deeply regretted; had he known Wang Chen had achieved the fifth tier, he would have resolutely stood by Wang Chen’s side, ready to confront the Prefecture Guard if necessary.
It was too late to sway like the grass on top of the wall now!
In his panic, the General Flag even used an honorific form of address for his subordinate, Wang Chen.
But no one thought there was anything wrong with that.
"Good."
Wang Chen gave Pang Tai face, instantly retracting the Evil Qi he had exerted.
As a result, Hundred Household Chen and the others were simultaneously shaken, nearly spitting blood on the spot, their faces turning extremely ugly.
Because, in that instant, their internal and external pressures became unbalanced!
This was the realm disparity of a Martial Ancestor crushing those below the fifth tier.
Wang Chen glanced at Pang Tai, saying indifferently, "Sir, in consideration of your reputation, I will not hold their transgressions of insubordination against them. I’ll leave the handling of the following matters to you."
Pang Tai gave a bitter smile, "Understood."
What else could he say?
Two heads of the Hundred Households and one General Flag were chastised as "insubordinate" by a Junior Flag, which sounded quite comical.
However, if this Junior Flag was a fifth-tier Martial Ancestor, then it was entirely normal.
Everyone knows that might makes right, which is the iron law of this world!
"I only want results."
Having said that, Wang Chen turned and left, not even bestowing a glance on Hundred Household Chen and the others, whose faces were ashen as death.
The Defense Area’s great hall fell into dead silence.
As for Wang Chen, who had casually walked away, he peacefully returned to his residence and continued to practice the Slaying Demon Spear Technique.
Cultivating martial arts can truly be addictive, especially when one studies such profoundly mysterious and high-level skills. Wang Chen could glimpse the pinnacle of power in this world, and any bit of progress brought immense pleasure and joy.
As for the commotion he had caused, Wang Chen didn’t care about the reactions from higher up, at least for the time being.
After all, if the Prefecture Guard didn’t give him a satisfactory explanation, then Wang Chen would go to the Capital Guard Yamen to demand justice. He didn’t believe that as a sixteen-year-old fifth-tier Martial Ancestor, he couldn’t obtain justice within the Blood Cloak Guard system!
Time flew swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
That morning, while practicing at home, Wang Chen welcomed three visitors.
In addition to General Flag Pang Tai, General Flag Xu, who had pompously tried to usurp Wang Chen’s credit, also followed.
However, this young General Flag hung his head in dejection, looking deflated like an eggplant beaten by frost and awash with shame upon seeing Wang Chen.
And undoubtedly, the main guest had arrived.
The man, in his forties or fifties, donned a black and blue flying fish suit. His features bore a sixty to seventy percent resemblance to General Flag Xu.
The uniform worn by this man, not only did it differ in color from Wang Chen’s and Pang Tai’s, but the embroidered flying fish on it also had two horns, clearly indicating his rank.
Thousand Household Xu Jinghui, a fifth-rank Martial Officer!
"I am Xu Jinghui from the Prefecture Guard, and I have the honor to meet Ling Martial Ancestor!"
The man bowed with a clasp of hands, speaking politely, "I apologize for the intrusion today, and I ask for your understanding."
After the son caused trouble, the father came!
Wang Chen smiled faintly, "It is an honor to have Thousand Household Xu visit, please come inside and take a seat." 𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎
Judging by the man’s demeanor, he clearly wasn’t there to cause trouble.
Wang Chen didn’t object to extending a hand in friendship to someone who approached with a smile. He was willing to hear what Thousand Household Xu wanted to say.
He invited the three men into the living room, then said, "I am the only one at home, so I haven’t prepared any tea..."
"There’s no need for formalities," said Xu Jinghui, quickly waving his hand before turning his face toward General Flag Xu, who was standing aside, and sternly commanded, "Unfilial son, apologize to Ling Martial Ancestor this instant!"
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