100: Chapter 100 A stunningly beautiful goddess! I think even the ancestor still retains his charm!

The black bodysuit clung tightly to Yong Ruxin's body, accentuating her mature, sexy, and fiery curves to perfection. Every swell and dip was just right, filled with a lethal allure.

A silver belt was tied around Yong Ruxin's waist, outlining her slender, delicate waist. The hem of her skirt was short, barely covering her thighs, revealing a pair of snowy, long, and beautiful legs. Her skin was delicate and smooth, like fine mutton-fat jade.

She wore no shoes on her feet, leaving her pair of fair, petite, and exquisite feet bare. Her toes were round and plump, tinged with a faint pink, and they moved silently as she stepped onto the soft carpet.

She wore a pair of black cat-ear headbands on her head, and long black gloves covered her forearms. A black eye mask covered her Face, revealing only a pair of watery, beautiful eyes and red, plump lips, adding a touch of mystery and charm.

She walked with a standard cat-like gait, step by step toward Zhou Liangan. Her gaze was captivating, her posture enchanting, just like a real cat-woman—beautiful, charming, and full of allure.

Watching the scene before him, Zhou Liangan felt his breath hitch, and the blood in his veins instantly began to boil.

He stared blankly at Yong Ruxin, his gaze lingering on her body, unable to look away.

Feeling shy under his gaze, Yong Ruxin's cheeks turned slightly red. She stopped, placed her hands in front of her, bowed slightly, and said in a coquettish tone, "Master, do I look good like this?"

Yong Ruxin's voice was soft, sweet, and melodious, carrying a lethal temptation that instantly brought Zhou Liangan back to his senses.

He stood up, walked step by step to Yong Ruxin, reached out, and gently stroked the eye mask on her Face. His gaze was burning. "Beautiful, absolutely beautiful."

Zhou Liangan's fingertips grazed Yong Ruxin's delicate skin, feeling the warmth and smoothness, and the fire in his heart grew even more intense.

He lowered his head slightly, leaning close to Yong Ruxin's ear. "Next, let Master properly guide your Cultivate~"

Yong Ruxin's cheeks flushed even redder. She leaned obediently into Zhou Liangan's embrace, gave a soft "Mn," and closed her eyes...

In the main hall of the Yong Family mansion, the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like it could wring out water.

On a red sandalwood master chair, Ling Feng sat with his legs crossed, his elbows resting on the armrests, his fingertips tapping nonchalantly on the chair surface, emitting a "thud-thud" sound.

He was only in his early twenties, but between his brows was an arrogance that kept people at a distance. When his gaze swept over the people in the hall, it was full of undisguised contempt, as if the Yong Family disciples present were nothing more than ants he could crush at will.

"I've said it before, my patience is limited." Ling Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable pressure that broke the dead silence in the hall. "Today, I must see Yong Ruxin. Don't give me any nonsense. If you keep dragging your feet, don't blame me for tearing down this dilapidated Yong Family mansion!"

As his voice fell, the hall fell into dead silence. The expressions of the Yong Family members varied; there was anger, unwillingness, but mostly deep helplessness.

Standing to the side, Yong Hongfang had frost at his temples, and a dark blue Daoist robe set off his steady demeanor.

As the current Grand Elder of the Yong Family, he had long since reached the fifth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm. In the secular world, he was considered an expert, and ordinary families had to be respectful when they saw him.

But at this moment, facing Ling Feng, a junior at the third stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, he dared not put on any airs of a senior. His Face was piled with a cautious smile, and his tone was almost fawning, "Little Friend Ling, calm down, calm down. I have already sent people to hurry and contact Ruxin. She is in the outskirts of the capital; at the fastest, she will arrive in half an hour. Little Friend, please have a cup of tea here and wait patiently for a while. I will have the servants prepare some fine Spiritual Qi fruits to entertain you."

"Wait?" Ling Feng's brows suddenly furrowed into a ' river' shape, as if he had heard some huge joke. He turned his head abruptly, his cold gaze sweeping over Yong Hongfang like a sharp blade. "I have already been waiting here for three hours! And you want me to wait more? Yong Hongfang, do you really think I, Ling Feng, am a soft persimmon with a good temper, to be squeezed by you at will?"

Before he finished speaking, the Spiritual Qi of the third stage of the Meridian Opening Realm suddenly erupted from Ling Feng!

An invisible wave of energy swept through the entire hall. The teacups on the tables were shaken, buzzing, and a few tea leaves fell with a rustle.

Those Yong Family disciples with lower cultivation were forced to turn pale by this pressure, subconsciously taking half a step back, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Ten minutes." Ling Feng's voice was as cold as ice. "Within ten minutes, if I don't see Yong Ruxin, then don't blame me for following Jianghu rules—challenging you, this so-called Grand Elder. When that time comes, if I accidentally injure you, don't blame me for not knowing how to respect the old and cherish the young."

Yong Hongfang's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and his eyes were filled with humiliation and dread.

He knew clearly in his heart that although Ling Feng appeared to be only at the third stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, standing behind him was the Hidden Family, the Ling Family, whose strength was unfathomable.

Moreover, the Cultivation Technique of the Hidden Family was far more overbearing than that of the secular Family. If they really fought, he, at the fifth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, might not necessarily gain any advantage, and instead, it would cause the Yong Family to fall into an irredeemable situation.

The Yong Family members in the hall also wore bitter expressions, one by one lowering their heads, angry but not daring to speak. Now that signs of Spiritual Qi recovery were gradually appearing, the Hidden Families were emerging one after another, all of them arrogant and looking down on them, not putting these secular families in their eyes at all.

The authorities also turned a blind eye to this. After all, whether it was a secular Family or a Hidden Family, the resources they controlled were ultimately just a part of the great tide of Spiritual Qi recovery. For the authorities, it didn't matter who held power.

But these secular families could only survive under the pressure of the Hidden Families.

Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Boom—a muffled sound came from the roof, and immediately after, a dazzling golden light pierced through the tiles and landed straight in the center of the hall.

As the golden light dissipated, a huge golden hand formed by pure Spiritual Qi appeared out of thin air. Its five fingers spread open, grabbing toward Ling Feng like Mount Tai pressing down!

Ling Feng's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted sharply. He wanted to circulate his Qi to resist, but the pressure brought by the golden hand was too terrifying, leaving him unable to move, and even his Qi circulation became sluggish.

He didn't even have time to let out a cry of surprise before he was firmly grasped by the golden hand, his entire body lifted into the air from a distance, hanging in mid-air like a chicken held by its neck.

"Who?!" Ling Feng was both shocked and furious, struggling and roaring, "Daring to make a move on someone from my Ling Family, you are courting death!"

The Yong Family members in the hall were also stunned, looking up toward the door one after another, only to see two figures walking in side by side.

The man walking in front was dressed in black casual wear, with a tall and upright posture and a handsome Face. Between his brows was an untamed sharpness; it was Zhou Liangan.

His eyes were cold as ice, and when he swept over the people in the hall, he carried an arrogance that looked down on the world.

And following by his side was Yong Ruxin, whom the Yong Family members had been waiting for so bitterly.

Today she wore a white dress, her long hair draped over her shoulders, her Face beautiful and refined, though a bit pale. Her eyes were exceptionally firm, and she held Zhou Liangan's arm tightly, as obedient as a little bird leaning on someone.

"Zhou Liangan?!" Yong Hongfang exclaimed, his Face full of disbelief. "How could you be with Ruxin? Do you know he is from the Ling Family? If you do this, you are pushing the Yong Family into a pit of fire!"

The Yong Family members in the hall also exploded, discussing noisily. The looks they directed at Zhou Liangan were full of dread and dissatisfaction.

Everyone knew that Zhou Liangan was the son-in-law of the Yu Family.

Zhou Liangan seemed not to hear the crowd's discussion. The corners of his mouth curled up into a playful smile, his gaze falling on Ling Feng, who was hanging in mid-air, his tone carrying thick disdain, "Just with you, this clown, you dare to snatch a woman from this Young Master?"

Ling Feng's bones were almost crushed by the golden hand, but hearing Zhou Liangan's words, he couldn't help but retort angrily: "Zhou Liangan, don't be too arrogant! You are just the son-in-law of the Yu Family, and you dare to meddle in the affairs of the Yong Family? If the eldest daughter of the Yu Family finds out about this, let's see if she will still protect you! Without the backing of the Yu Family, you are nothing!"

The reason he dared to say this was because news had long spread within the Hidden Families—the Ancestor of the Yu Family had already fallen.

This was also one of the reasons why he dared to Face Zhou Liangan so arrogantly.

Those Hidden Families were now restless; as long as it was confirmed that the Ancestor of the Yu Family had really fallen, annexing the Yu Family would only be a matter of time.

Without the Yu Family supporting him, in Ling Feng's eyes, Zhou Liangan was just a piece of trash that could be squeezed at will.

Hearing this, Zhou Liangan couldn't help but burst into loud laughter. His laughter was hearty but carried a bone-chilling coldness. "Hahaha! Ling Feng, you are truly naively ridiculous. This Young Master has long wanted to find an opportunity to establish prestige, and I didn't expect you to take the initiative to deliver yourself to my door. It's like being handed a pillow just when I was sleepy!"

Before his voice fell, Zhou Liangan exerted a little force with his fingertips. Hum—an invisible force surged out from Zhou Liangan's fingertips; it was the Qiankun Power he cultivated.

This force penetrated the golden hand and rushed directly into Ling Feng's body, raging wildly along his Meridians.

"Ah—!" Ling Feng let out a heart-wrenching wail, his whole body convulsing violently.

He could clearly feel that the Meridians inside his body were being torn and destroyed bit by bit by the Qiankun Power. That pain, deep into his marrow, made him wish he could die immediately.

"No! You can't do this!" Ling Feng's tears and snot flowed together, his voice hoarse as he roared, "I am from the Ling Family! The Old Ancestor, he will never let you go! Even if you are the son-in-law of the Yu Family, my Ling Family will still seek an explanation from the Yu Family!"

A cold light flashed in Zhou Liangan's eyes, the smile on his Face disappeared, replaced by icy coldness: "Noisy!"

As his voice fell, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm. A palm print condensed from Spiritual Qi struck straight onto the back of Ling Feng's head.

Ling Feng let out a muffled groan, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted directly, his body hanging softly in the golden hand.

Seeing this scene, the Yong Family members in the hall were all scared into silence, looking at each other, none daring to speak.

They never expected that Zhou Liangan would be so daring, not only daring to make a move on someone from the Ling Family but also doing so so ruthlessly, directly crippling Ling Feng's Meridians!

Yong Hongfang's brows furrowed into a ' river' shape, his Face livid. He couldn't help but scold, "Ruxin! How could you let him do this? The power of the Ling Family is far beyond what we can imagine. If the Ling Family is really enraged, the Yong Family will likely be removed from the capital! Quickly make him stop, release Young Master Ling, and we will find a way to make amends!"

In Yong Hongfang's view, what Zhou Liangan was doing was simply seeking his own death, and it would also implicate the entire Yong Family.

Even if Ling Feng was at fault, he shouldn't have used such lethal force. After all, to beat a dog, you have to look at its owner; one couldn't help but give the Ling Family Face.

Zhou Liangan's Face turned cold abruptly. He looked at Yong Hongfang sharply, his tone carrying a heavy warning, "Yong Hongfang, it's not your turn to point fingers here. Ruxin is my woman; whoever dares to force her is an enemy of me, Zhou Liangan!"

"You..." Yong Hongfang was so angry that his whole body trembled. He pointed at Zhou Liangan, "You are simply unreasonable! Since when is it your turn, an outsider, to interfere in the Family affairs of my Yong Family?"

"An outsider?" Zhou Liangan sneered, "From the moment you intended to use Ruxin as a bargaining chip to marry into the Ling Family, you lost the qualification to manage her affairs."

Before his voice fell, Zhou Liangan didn't waste any more words and pushed out a palm directly! Bang!

A palm strike imbued with terrifying Spiritual Qi landed squarely on Yong Hongfang's chest.

Yong Hongfang had no time to react; he flew backward like a kite with a snapped string, slamming heavily into the wall of the hall.

Crack—The wall was instantly shattered, sending brick and stone fragments flying. Yong Hongfang slid down the wall as a mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining his robes crimson.

He struggled to stand, only to discover that the Meridians within his body had been snapped inch by inch and his Dantian was shattered. His cultivation at the Fifth Stage of the Meridian Opening Realm was completely gone, reducing him to a cripple.

"Grand Elder!"

The members of the Yong Family cried out in alarm, their Faces filled with shock.

They never imagined that Zhou Liangan would be so ruthlessly decisive, acting without hesitation and daring to strike the Grand Elder with such brutality!

This was no mere son-in-law; he was clearly a murderous god who wouldn't blink at taking a life!

The atmosphere in the hall instantly plummeted to freezing. Everyone kept their heads bowed, not daring to even breathe loudly, terrified that a single misstep would bring disaster upon themselves.

Zhou Liangan scanned his surroundings, his gaze as cold and sharp as a blade. His voice carried an unquestionable majesty, "Everyone, does anyone else have any nonsense to spout now?"

The crowd shook their heads in unison, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground; they didn't even dare to glance at Zhou Liangan.

Zhou Liangan sneered and continued, "Everyone who previously supported the marriage between Ruxin and the Ling Family, sever one of your arms now, and I will let bygones be bygones. If anyone dares to disobey, do not blame me for being merciless!"

At these words, the Faces of the Yong Family members instantly turned deathly pale. They looked at one another, their eyes filled with fear and inner conflict.

To sever one's own arm meant a lifelong disability, and they would never be able to hold their heads high in the Family again.

Yet, if they did not obey Zhou Liangan, their fate would likely be even worse than Yong Hongfang's!

"Ruxin, hurry and persuade him!" A luxuriously dressed middle-aged woman stepped forward. This was Yong Ruxin's aunt, Yong Lanzhi, her Face etched with anxiety. "Ruxin, we did this for your own good! The Ling Family is a Hidden Family with immense power. Once you marry into it, not only will you enjoy wealth and glory, but you will also gain access to the Ling Family's Cultivation resources, which will be greatly beneficial to your Cultivation. We were also thinking of the Yong Family's future; you cannot let him treat us like this!"

Yong Ruxin stared at her coldly, her eyes devoid of any warmth. Her tone was laced with heavy mockery, "For my own good? Aunt, place your hand on your heart and tell me: are you truly doing this for me? You are merely doing this for your own and your son's Cultivation resources!"

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the crowd in the hall, her voice suddenly rising, "Don't think I don't know. You have long been colluding with the Ling Family in secret, using me as a bargaining chip for marriage and using the Yong Family's interests as a trade condition, all so that you and your son could advance to the Meridian Opening Realm before the resurgence of Spiritual Qi! You ignored my feelings and the safety of the Yong Family for your own selfish desires. Am I right?"

Yong Lanzhi's expression instantly stiffened. Her eyes darted about, not daring to meet Yong Ruxin's gaze, and she stammered, "Ruxin, you can't just say such things... We are all Family; how could we possibly harm you..."

"Noisy!" Zhou Liangan's expression turned icy, and murderous intent flared in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he struck out with another palm!

Bang! With another thunderous sound, Yong Lanzhi's fate mirrored Yong Hongfang's. She flew backward and slammed heavily into the ground. Her Meridians were shattered and her Dantian destroyed, leaving her a complete cripple, emitting painful wails from her mouth.

Zhou Liangan turned to look at Yong Ruxin, his gaze instantly softening. He reached out and gently stroked her hair, his tone laced with doting, "Ruxin, why waste words on people like them? It's not worth it."

Subsequently, Zhou Liangan's gaze turned cold and sharp once more. He scanned the crowd in the hall, his voice filled with an unquestionable resolve, "Today, if no one does as I say, then I might as well cripple everyone. After all, as long as one has Cultivation resources, why worry about not finding loyal dogs?"

These words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in everyone's hearts.

The members of the Yong Family understood that Zhou Liangan meant what he said. Since he dared to cripple even the Grand Elder and Yong Lanzhi, he naturally wouldn't care about the lives of the rest of them.

For a moment, the hall was plunged into dead silence, with only the painful wails of Yong Lanzhi and Yong Hongfang audible.

After a short while, a Yong Family disciple gritted his teeth, as if having made a great resolution, and suddenly stepped forward. He extended his left hand, while his right hand was enveloped in faint Spiritual Qi, forming a sharp blade. Without hesitation, he slashed toward his own left arm!

Puchi—Blood sprayed, and an arm fell to the ground. The pain made cold sweat pour from the disciple's forehead, and his Face turned deathly pale, yet he stubbornly gritted his teeth and did not utter a sound.

With the first person taking the lead, the others no longer hesitated. One by one, they gritted their teeth, extended their left hands, and endured the excruciating pain to sever their own left arms with Spiritual Qi.

Blood stained the floor of the hall, and the stench of blood permeated the air, causing one to shudder.

Zhou Liangan watched this scene, his eyes devoid of any ripples, holding only a cold indifference. This was the effect he wanted; only by using absolute force to intimidate these people would they obey obediently and dare not harbor any designs on Ruxin again.

"Very good." Zhou Liangan nodded, his voice remaining cold. "Strip everyone from the lineages of Yong Hongfang and Yong Lanzhi of their cultivation and cast them out of the Yong Family. From today on, no one in the Yong Family is allowed to have any association with them; otherwise, they will be punished as accomplices!"

"Yes!" The members of the Yong Family responded in unison, their voices filled with deep fear and reverence.

Afterward, Zhou Liangan secretly sent a Divine Thought transmission to Yong Ruxin: "Once the people from these two lineages leave the Yong Family, find someone to act in the shadows. Eliminate them completely, leaving none alive."

Yong Ruxin nodded slightly.

Zhou Liangan would naturally not leave himself with even the slightest hidden danger. However, to win over people's hearts, some things could not be done too ruthlessly on the surface. But as long as the matter was handled ruthlessly in private and word did not leak out, it would not matter.

Zhou Liangan smiled with satisfaction and turned to look at Ling Feng, who was suspended in mid-air by the golden hand. A flash of cruelty crossed his eyes. He grabbed through the air, and Ling Feng's body was pulled before him.

Zhou Liangan did not waste words; he reached out, grabbed Ling Feng's right leg, and ripped it off with a violent tug!

Crack—The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible. Blood sprayed out, staining Zhou Liangan's arm crimson.

Ling Feng let out a heart-rending scream, nearly fainting from the pain. His eyes were filled with endless fear and venomous resentment. "Zhou Liangan! My Ling Family will never let you go! The Old Ancestor will definitely avenge me!"

"Is that so?" Zhou Liangan sneered, his tone laced with heavy disdain. "That's perfect; I never intended to let your Ling Family off, either."

As he finished speaking, Zhou Liangan grabbed the dying Ling Feng and turned to walk out the door. Yong Ruxin remained behind in the Family to handle the aftermath. In short, it was a matter of winning over some, suppressing others, and dividing the rest.

The Ling Family's Blessed Land was not far from the capital, located within a deep mountain in the suburbs. The Ling Family had set up a powerful Formation around this Blessed Land, making it impossible for ordinary people to even approach.

However, to Zhou Liangan, these Formations were nothing but mere decorations. Carrying Ling Feng, he soon arrived at the entrance of the Ling Family's Blessed Land.

A massive mountain gate stood amidst the mountains. Carved upon the gate were the four large characters "Ling Tian Blessed Land," which emitted faint fluctuations of Spiritual Qi and exuded an ancient and powerful aura.

"Zhou Liangan, you dare to trespass into our Ling Family's Blessed Land? You are simply courting death!" Although Ling Feng was in agonizing pain, he remained stubborn, roaring his threats.

Zhou Liangan couldn't be bothered with him and simply threw him onto the ground before activating the Tianji Qiankun Technique within his body.

Instantly, a vast and boundless Spiritual Qi erupted from his body, and his entire being was enveloped in dazzling, brilliant golden light.

Baji Fist, Martial Skill Manifestation!

Zhou Liangan formed seals with his hands, and the Spiritual Qi within his body surged crazily, condensing into the phantom of an eight-armed giant that reached from the heavens to the earth.

This giant stood dozens of meters tall, its entire body radiating a terrifying pressure. Its eight arms were knotted with muscle and glowed with a dazzling golden light, as if it could tear the heavens and earth apart.

The surrounding air was warped by this pressure. The birds and beasts in the forest were terrified and fled in all directions, and even the distant mountain peaks trembled slightly.

"Who dares to come and offend the Ling Family? Are you seeking death!"

Just then, a cold and melodious shout came from within the Blessed Land. The voice carried a powerful fluctuation of Spiritual Qi that made one's eardrums ache.

Immediately after, the phantom of an Ice Crystal Mysterious Bird tore through the Void Realm and rushed out from the mountain gate. This Mysterious Bird was composed entirely of ice crystals, its wings spanning dozens of meters when spread. It radiated a bone-chilling cold, and its eyes were as sharp as blades as it crashed fiercely toward the eight-armed giant!

Boom—! The eight-armed giant and the Ice Crystal Mysterious Bird collided, producing a deafening roar. A terrifying energy shockwave swept outward, causing the surrounding Void Realm to tremble slightly. Trees in the forest were snapped in half, boulders rolled down the mountainside, and dust and smoke filled the air.

This soul-stirring scene happened to be witnessed by tourists and villagers hiking nearby. They were all dumbfounded, their Faces filled with disbelief. One after another, they pulled out their mobile phones, frantically filming this scene that could only be seen in movies, and then impatiently posted it to the internet.

"My God! What is this? Are immortals fighting?"

"This is so shocking! Is this a special effect or real?"

"Look, that ice bird and the giant! They are so cool!"

The internet instantly exploded. The related videos and images spread like wildfire, causing a huge uproar. Some believed it was a special effects shoot, others thought it was some kind of new weapon test, while some speculated that it was the resurgence of Spiritual Qi and that real Cultivators had appeared.

On the battlefield, however, the Ice Crystal Mysterious Bird could not hold out for long under the fist wind of the eight-armed giant. The eight-armed giant waved all eight of its arms simultaneously, and countless golden fist images smashed toward the Ice Crystal Mysterious Bird, each punch containing the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Crack, crack—The ice crystals on the Ice Crystal Mysterious Bird shattered continuously, emitting crisp sounds.

In just five breaths of time, the Ice Crystal Mysterious Bird could no longer hold on; it turned into a sky full of ice crystal fragments and dissipated into the air.

Immediately afterward, a figure of peerless grace stepped through the air from within the mountain gate. She was dressed in a light blue palace gown, her skirt fluttering elegantly. Her figure was alluring, with exquisite curves, mature and graceful.

Her long, jet-black hair draped over her shoulders. Her Face was stunningly beautiful, and her skin was as white as snow. Between her brows lay a cold, otherworldly temperament, yet she also exuded a mature and charming allure, like a Fairy from the Nine Heavens, making one dare not harbor any blasphemous thoughts.

This person was none other than the Old Ancestor of the Ling Family, Ling Qingxue.

Zhou Liangan's gaze swept over her, and a trace of burning heat flickered in his eyes...

PS: The image shows Ling Qingxue.