Chapter 3
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The three elders, who had long sworn loyalty, instinctively bowed to receive orders, but their bodies froze.
The next moment, they suddenly lifted their heads, staring at Jiang Yunhao in disbelief.
Has the Young Lord completely changed?
No more sycophancy—now he’s playing the ruthless “crush-the-flower” game!
The previously resentful Fifth Elder inwardly muttered, “Good heavens!”
The three exchanged glances, each seeing shock mirrored in the others’ eyes.
“Do any of you think it impossible? The Nine-Dragon Coffin of the Jiang family is said to bury heaven and earth. Burying a mere person should not be difficult, right?”
Seeing that the three remained motionless, Jiang Yunhao narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Not difficult! We shall obey your command!”
The three elders responded in unison.
He’s changed, truly changed!
This is the Jiang family’s Young Lord!
When he acts, he obliterates a top-tier family!
The Liu family deserves this.
A worthless marriage contract had toyed with the Young Lord for three years, allowing a minor family to grow into a first-rate power.
Now that the Young Lord has awakened, reclaiming what belongs to him is both rightful and reasonable.
“We shall prepare immediately. Following your orders, Young Lord, our swords point toward the Liu family!”
The three elders rejoiced in their hearts and promptly withdrew to carry out their orders.
…
The next day, along the banks of the Luoshui River, the news that Jiang Yunhao and Liu Ruyan had annulled their marriage had already spread throughout Shangluo City, stirring enormous waves.
After all, this concerned the Young Lord of the Jiang family—it was no trivial matter.
Today, millions of cultivators’ eyes were all focused on the Liu family…
Inside the Liu Family’s main hall:
All the senior members of the Liu family were gathered, fawning over a young man in fine clothing.
“It is the supreme honor of our Liu family that my daughter Han Yun has gained the favor of the Holy Son!”
Liu Longhui beamed with a forced smile.
“The Liu Family Head is too polite. The affairs of your family are already known to me, the Holy Son.”
“Rest assured, with me here, Jiang Yunhao cannot cause any disturbance.”
The young man sat at the head of the table, his gaze arrogant and domineering.
Hearing this, Liu Longhui felt completely at ease.
This young man, named Luo Feng, was no ordinary person—he was the Holy Son of the Great Luo Sword Sect!
The imperial Jiang family ruled the Lingxu Domain, but the Great Luo Sword Sect was no weaker; both were terrifying powers known throughout the Nine Domains of the Eastern Wasteland.
Liu Longhui had two daughters: the elder Liu Ruyan and the younger Liu Hanyun.
Now Liu Ruyan had gone to Jiang Lingxiao, another Young Lord of the Jiang family, while Liu Hanyun had gained the favor of this Holy Son.
It was like having double insurance; Liu Longhui naturally felt no worry.
“Hahaha, I was not being polite—my daughter gaining the Holy Son’s favor truly is the honor of the Liu family.”
Liu Longhui chuckled: “To be honest, my elder daughter, Ruyan, is also an extraordinary talent, pure and refined.”
“Now that she has ended her engagement with Jiang Yunhao, if the Holy Son wishes, I can even give Ruyan to you!”
Luo Feng merely smiled faintly.
“The Liu Family Head is too polite.”
“The Holy Son is courteous and noble, truly worthy of the Great Luo Sword Sect!”
“The Holy Son is like a deity walking the mortal world—his mere presence intoxicates.”
“Compared to the Holy Son, Jiang Yunhao is like a firefly before the sun; the difference is as vast as heaven and earth.”
The Liu family’s flattery flowed smoothly, like water.
If Jiang Yunhao had seen it, he might have remarked that in the art of flattery, the Liu family surpassed everyone.
“Hahaha, quickly prepare the banquet. I shall welcome Holy Son Luo Feng properly!”
Liu Longhui’s face glowed with excitement.
The Liu family had risen thanks to Jiang Yunhao, but now, despite their fallout with him, one daughter was backed by Jiang Lingxiao and the other by Luo Feng.
With such support, how could the Liu family not thrive?
The Liu family reveled in their confidence, unaware that Luo Feng, observing all this, only sneered internally:
“They really think they can charm me with mere beauty? Foolish dreams!”
As the Holy Son of the Great Luo Sword Sect, Luo Feng was far from naive. He clearly saw through the Liu family’s intentions.
Two guardians stood behind him, quietly transmitting messages:
“Holy Son, do you really intend to marry these Liu sisters? Perhaps—”
Luo Feng interrupted:
“You worry too much. Liu Hanyun is talented and has the Master’s favor; marrying her benefits me. As for Liu Ruyan… Jiang Yunhao, the fool, pampered her for three years yet never even took a drop of blood—she still has potential. A fine crucible.”
Luo Feng sneered inwardly.
I will not be manipulated by the Liu family or lured like a fish.
Being the Holy Son, he had encountered countless women.
Meanwhile, outside the Liu family’s main gate, a nine-headed divine bird, cloaked in golden flames, pulled a luxurious carriage.
Inside the carriage was Jiang Yunhao.
Jiang Yunhao stepped down, his gaze calm as still water, resting on the few Liu family guards at the gate.
The black-clad attendants by his side immediately stepped forward:
“Please inform them that Young Lord Jiang Yunhao of the Jiang family has arrived.”
“Oh, it’s Young Lord Yunhao…”
“But currently, the Liu family has an esteemed guest. The Family Head is busy and cannot be disturbed. Young Lord, please wait outside.”
The guards said this instinctively.
Over the past three years, Jiang Yunhao had often visited the Liu family personally.
At first, they had been cautious and nervous, but over time, they realized how humbly he adored Liu Ruyan.
Even knowing he had annulled the engagement yesterday, the Liu family assumed he was likely regretful.
Now, with a new powerful ally behind them, they regarded Jiang Yunhao even less seriously—a compliant sycophant no longer deserving special courtesy.
“Hmph.” Jiang Yunhao said nothing, only giving a faint smile.
“How dare you disrespect Young Lord Jiang!”
In the next instant, the black-clad attendants kicked the Liu guards flying.
Boom!
The sound was like thunder, heavy and deafening.
The guard was thrown backward, smashing into the Liu family gate.
The gate collapsed, and the guard lay dead like a lifeless dog.
“Jiang Yunhao’s men are attacking?!”
The remaining Liu guards froze in shock, stupefied.
“Move, or die!”
The black-clad warriors cleared a path for Jiang Yunhao.
Throughout, Jiang Yunhao did not speak, his gaze deep and expression indifferent.
The Liu guards dared not resist, fleeing in terror, heads bowed, trembling.
The three elders following Jiang Yunhao stared intently at his back:
Domineering, unparalleled, crushing all before him!
This was the Jiang family Young Lord they had imagined.
The commotion at the Liu family quickly reached the main hall.
The Liu family, previously drinking and feasting, sprang to their feet.
Liu Longhui’s forehead veins bulged in rage, and he smashed his cup.
“Well done, Jiang Yunhao! Such audacity from a mere junior!”
“I shall teach this insolent youth of the Jiang family a lesson!”
As he finished, a white-robed figure, like an immortal, appeared at the hall entrance.
His gaze was cold and emotionless.
His exquisite face bore an aura of immortality, imperceptible to mortals.
Such talent could only come from one with the blood of a great family flowing through their veins.
Liu Longhui, enraged, faltered when seeing Jiang Yunhao, though he quickly regained composure.
“Jiang Yunhao! Do you still respect me, Uncle Liu?”
“Kneel and apologize immediately!”
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