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Chapter 50: Chapter 50 You Can All Die Now!
"Sun Yingyang!"
Luo Hong stared at Sun Yingyang, fists involuntarily clenched, eyes filled with a fury and hatred that seeped into his bones!
Back then, when Luo Cheng’s mother was taken away by the Ji Family, Luo Hong set out to pursue them, and chanced upon Sun Yingyang.
Sun Yingyang asked Luo Hong to help him pick a spiritual medicine. The two were fellow disciples at the Fierce Cloud Sect, peers of the same generation, usually on good terms, so Luo Hong agreed without a second thought.
Unexpectedly, while picking the spiritual medicine, as Luo Hong was entangled in a battle with Demon Beasts, Sun Yingyang suddenly launched a sneak attack.
Luo Hong found himself beset on all sides, severely injured, narrowly escaping death, but his foundation was completely destroyed, his meridians shattered. His cultivation plummeted from the Awakening Vein Realm to the Tongxuan Realm, impeding further progress and dashing any hopes of going to the Ji Family!
"Father, who is this?"
The white-clad youth next to Sun Yingyang asked.
Sun Yingyang chuckled, "Chuanwu, he was once a renowned genius of our Fierce Cloud Sect’s Outer Sect, back in the day overshadowing even your father. Just like you now, he was among the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect, ever so illustrious."
"Oh?"
The white-clad youth was Sun Yingyang’s second son, Sun Chuanwu. He glanced at Luo Hong, sneering:
"He’s nothing but at the Third Stage of Tongxuan Realm, father is already at the Sixth Level of Awakening Vein Realm. Could he have surpassed you?"
Sun Yingyang smiled faintly, looking at Luo Hong, "I too would like to know. Junior brother Luo Hong, we haven’t met in many years, why have you regressed so much?"
Boom!
A surge of mighty aura erupted from Luo Hong, nearly uncontrollable under the rage in his heart.
Noticing Luo Cheng beside him, Luo Hong took a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself, though his tightly clenched fists trembled uncontrollably.
"That’s right, I wouldn’t want to harm the brotherly bond between us."
Sun Yingyang smiled smugly and then turned his gaze towards Luo Cheng, "Is this the son of you and that Ji Family heiress? I’ve heard quite a bit about him, haha, a Martial Soul with not even a One-star awakening. When this news reached my ears, it was truly thunderous."
Sun Chuanwu exclaimed, "A Martial Soul without even a One-star awakening? Is there really such trash in the world?"
Sun Yingyang eyed Luo Hong, speaking leisurely, "Junior brother Luo Hong, with your son’s talent, not even the Three Great Sects would want him as a gatekeeper."
"Don’t say I don’t look after you. I’m now an Outer Elder of the Fierce Cloud Sect. If you implore me well, I might consider letting your son join the Fierce Cloud Sect as a servant."
"Enough!"
Luo Hong’s face turned cold and stern, "Sun Yingyang, don’t push too far!! You can speak about me as you wish, but utter another word about Luo Cheng, and it’s a fight to the death with you!"
Humph!
Sun Yingyang snorted coldly, a terrifying surge of essence energy pressured the ground into a dent, forcing Luo Hong to stagger back several steps, face pale.
Sun Yingyang looked down at Luo Hong disapprovingly, sneering:
"So what if I insult you! Do you think you are still that glorious genius of the Fierce Cloud Sect’s Outer Sect, who could command me as he wished? Now, you’re just a cripple, understand! A cripple! Cripple! If not for..."
Sun Yingyang seemed to recall something, abruptly cutting off his words.
Luo Cheng helped his father, a volcano-like anger erupting in his heart, glaring at Sun Yingyang and his son, he said in a deep voice:
"I will remember today’s events, and return them tenfold in the future!"
Haha!
Sun Chuanwu laughed loudly, "Boy, with a waste like you, dare to spout big words in front of me?"
"Heh heh, you probably don’t know Senior Brother Sun’s status. Senior Brother ranks among the top ten disciples of the Fierce Cloud Sect’s Outer Sect! A mere finger could crush you."
"A waste, truly boastful."
Hearing Luo Cheng’s words, two other disciples of the Fierce Cloud Sect couldn’t help but shake their heads and mock.
"Alright, let’s go."
Sun Yingyang paid no heed to Luo Cheng, with a step, he stood on the broad and flat back of the Fiery Fire Bird.
As everyone boarded, Sun Yingyang was about to leave.
Luo Hong suddenly spoke, "Sun Yingyang, was someone behind your actions back then?"
It was too coincidental meeting him back then, and he had no enmity with Sun Yingyang.
"So what if it was, and so what if not. What can a half-cripple like you do? Or do you want your waste son to take revenge?"
Chirp!
With Sun Yingyang’s cold sneer, the Fiery Fire Bird let out a sharp cry, flapping its wings forcefully a few times, soaring over Luo Cheng and his father, ascending to the sky, vanishing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
Boom boom boom...
The rushing airflow forced Luo Cheng to retreat continuously.
The two green-maned horses were so scared by the Fiery Fire Bird, their guts spewing from their mouths and noses, collapsing dead on the ground.
"Cheng’er, continue southeast for another two or three hundred miles to reach Linjiang City, go on your own."
Luo Hong retracted his gaze, his whole being like a deflated balloon, walked tiredly towards the small town.
"Father..."
Luo Cheng watched the dejected and despondent figure, fists clenched tightly, looking in the direction where the Fiery Fire Bird had vanished.
"Sun Yingyang, Sun Chuanwu!"
Two names were coldly forced out through Luo Cheng’s clenched teeth.
Bang!
Luo Cheng smashed a nearby boulder into pieces with a punch, not pursuing his father, but heading alone towards the southeast.
With his speed maximized, Luo Cheng sprinted wildly through the mountains, the wind in his face unable to extinguish the molten anger within.
A voice in his heart roared endlessly!
Grow stronger!
Grow stronger!
He must become stronger quickly!
One day, he would make Sun Yingyang and his son kneel before his father, admitting their errors!
In full sprint, Luo Cheng moved swiftly. Two hours later, the terrain gradually became flat, and the air turned humid.
Luo Cheng knew he was approaching Linjiang City, exhaled a deep breath, and slowed down.
At this moment, a few figures emerged from the nearby forest, approaching him.
A swordsman wearing a bamboo hat smiled, "Little brother heading to Linjiang City? We are too, how about we travel together?"
Luo Cheng showed no sign of stopping, said indifferently, "Sorry, I’m used to being a lone walker."
"Hehe, little brother, perhaps you don’t know, the road has not been peaceful lately, it’s good to have company for support."
A woman with an alluring figure approached with a charming smile, followed by three others.
Luo Cheng stopped, looked at the woman, and coldly laughed, "I see it’s you who make it unsafe! Get lost!"
The woman was briefly stunned, her seductive red lips curled into a smile, as she slowly moved closer, about to speak.
In that instant.
Swoosh!
The glint of a sword flashed, the tip of the sword entered the woman’s mouth, emerging from the back, with blood continuously dripping.
The woman’s eyes widened, seemingly in disbelief that she died just like that!
This sudden development left the other three stunned.
"You’re courting death!"
The face of the swordsman with a bamboo hat turned crimson.
The four had been robbing travelers here, targeting seemingly weak solitary travelers. Seeing Luo Cheng alone, without a mount, they thought him a greenhorn new to the martial world, only to have one of their number killed at first sight!
"Kill him!"
With a roar of rage, the swordsman with a bamboo hat and the other two rushed at Luo Cheng together.
Luo Cheng withdrew his longsword, looked at the remaining three, and said coldly:
"Since you don’t leave, you can go to hell then!"
