Screams Like a Slaughtered Pig Erupted

The Chen Family's separate courtyard martial arts training ground...

Waves of fist wind reverberated from the training ground. Inside, two women dressed in palace dresses exchanged blows.

The two women looked about seventy to eighty percent alike, like sisters. Fist Intent flowed wantonly around them, as if with just one punch, they could smash a hole in the sky.

"Dong dong dong..."

Punch after punch, they each forcefully clashed their small fists against each other.

A martial warrior's practice wasn't just about fists; kicks, inch punches, and palm strikes were all incorporated.

Each of their kicks stirred the beautiful and elegant palace dresses, but unfortunately, the skirts were too long... each movement was fleeting.

Even so, their fisticuffs were like a blend of raw power and a woman's unique beauty. Watching them practice their fists was a visual feast.

"Ha!"

A younger, more tender-looking girl let out a delicate shout, clenching her small fists and striking towards her mother's chest with the force of a dragon and tiger.

The girl's mother lightly tilted her head, looking a bit dazed, and casually deflected her daughter's punch with the back of her fair hand. Then, with her other hand, she threw a punch towards her daughter's forehead.

Just as the fist was about to touch the girl's forehead, both stopped. The girl also closed her eyes.

"Ouch... it hurts..."

The woman, who appeared to be in her prime but was already a mother, flicked her daughter's forehead...

With a soft sigh, the woman took out a handkerchief from her embrace and gently wiped the sweat from her daughter's forehead. "Little Jia, tell Mother, what are the key principles of the Shattering God Fist?"

The pure and lovely girl, whose figure was unfortunately flat but her legs went on forever, lowered her gaze dejectedly and replied softly, "Even when facing ancient gods, your heart is only in your fist, shattering until the very end."

The woman smiled gently and tidied her daughter's slightly messy long hair. "Then was Little Jia's intention just in her fist just now?"

"No..." Chen Jia turned her head and replied in a low voice...

"Then what was it on? Was it on that Jiang Lin?"

Hearing her mother's words, the girl's small face flushed slightly...

Mother Chen took her daughter's hand:

"Little Jia, Mother doesn't object to you meeting Jiang Lin. Although that guy has stolen women's dudous before, sometimes he goes around bumping into porcelain, and recently he's even become a Flower-Picking Thief in Wutong Province. However, Mother knows that his true nature is actually... emmmwww... he's probably not a bad person."

"Then why doesn't Mother..."

"Stop you from going to help him?"

Looking at her pouting daughter, Mother Chen smiled, pulled her into her embrace, and gently pinched her daughter's perky nose:

"Little Jia, Jiang Lin is also a man. If a girl is too proactive, she might get completely taken advantage of. Besides, even if you went, what could you do? Fight on Jiang Lin's behalf? Where would that leave his pride?"

"That guy wouldn't care about pride."

In her mother's embrace, the girl said softly, but her emotions had already calmed considerably.

"Alright, alright, don't be angry. Their match is over now. You can go see that Jiang Lin kid. He's probably feeling incredibly smug right now."

"It's already over, what am I supposed to do? That idiot doesn't even remember me."

"Eh? You're really not going? But Mother heard that Jiang Lin made quite a bit of money betting on himself to win this time. He's even planning to step onto the Adult's Stairway at the Spring Breeze Pavilion tonight."

"Adult's Stairway?"

In her mother's embrace, the girl's innocent, big eyes blinked adorably as she looked at her mother.

"The Adult's Stairway is..."

Mother Chen whispered in her daughter's ear. As she spoke, the girl's fair, collagen-filled face gradually turned red, spreading all the way behind her ears.

"Mother, Little Jia... Little Jia is going back to her room to sleep now..."

Quickly getting out of her mother's embrace, the girl untied her skirt and hurried away from the training ground.

"Sigh... Wife, you spoil Little Jia too much. That Jiang Lin doesn't look like a good person at all. How can you let Little Jia associate with that guy? Anyway, I don't care. If that Jiang Lin kid wants to marry my daughter, he'll have to get past my fist first."

After Chen Jia ran off, a middle-aged man slowly walked over.

"Yes, that Jiang Lin is indeed not a good person."

Mother Chen, who looked ageless, turned around with a smile, holding a peony-shaped dudou in her hand from who knows when.

"Honey, this peony dudou, can you explain it?"

"Wife, don't worry, it's fine."

In an inn in a town belonging to the Sun Moon Sect, the founding ancestor of the Dragon Gate Sect was video-calling his wife using Mirror Flower Water Moon.

"Under my guidance, that Jiang Lin kid went through all the challenges. Originally, those old geezers were getting anxious. If the juniors couldn't win, they wanted the seniors to step in. But guess what? The moment I stood there, exuding my kingly aura! They all backed down. Wife, don't worry. You'll know by reading the Wutong Province Daily tomorrow. Remember to tell Qingwan, that little lass, to relax."

"When are you coming back? Well... ah, it's quite difficult. After all, that Jiang Lin kid insisted on inviting me to eat and stay a few more days. It's hard for me to refuse..."

"Wife, what are you talking about? I'm definitely not learning a foreign language, definitely not! Hmm! I promise! Look, aren't I in an inn? I'm waiting for that Jiang Lin kid. Wife, please rest assured. You're so beautiful, how could I learn a foreign language outside? My feelings for you are definitely..."

"Dada da..."

Before the Dragon Gate Sect Old Ancestor could finish speaking, he heard a knock on the door, followed by a sweet, girlish voice. The voice was like water soaked into a sponge, as if it could be squeezed out at any moment:

"Dear guest, your 'Sun Moon Sect Dialect Special Set Meal' has arrived. Hurry and open the door..."

"Who goes there!"

Outside the Sun Moon Sect's Sect Protecting Formation, two guards stopped a woman wearing a veil, whose figure was exceptionally graceful.

"I am here to visit your esteemed sect, no offense intended. I heard that the Western Six Sects of Wutong Province are challenging your sect's Jiang Lin. May I ask when it will begin?"

The guards looked at the woman, then at each other. They immediately understood. This was clearly a romantic entanglement Jiang Lin had gotten himself into outside.

"Oh... Miss, rest assured, Brother Jiang is perfectly fine. He's currently doing important business on Twin Pearl Peak. However, Brother Jiang will be holding a celebration banquet tonight. If Miss doesn't mind..."

Another guard elbowed him directly: "What banquet? This kid's had too much to drink. Miss, please don't take it to heart."

"Since he is well, that is all that matters. Thank you both for the information." The veiled woman tossed each of them a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone. "And please, don't tell him I came..."

With that, the veiled woman turned and flew away on her sword.

"To think you'd forcefully break through my restraints for Jiang Lin, only to not see him now?" the girl flew further away, and the Sword Spirit within her asked softly.

"Since he's fine, that's enough," the girl, whose injuries had not yet healed, under the veil, smiled gently.

"Sigh, you..."

The Sword Spirit sighed softly...

On the other side, watching the girl's slender and somewhat lonely retreating figure speed away, one guard couldn't help but shake his head. "Why did you elbow me just now? Wasn't I just inviting this young lady on behalf of Brother Jiang?"

"Inviting you, my foot!" The other guard smacked his head. "Do you want Brother Jiang to face a vegetable knife tonight?"

"...What you said makes sense too... But what is Brother Jiang doing now?"

"Who knows. It seems he's doing something big... Maybe he's healing."

At the same time, on the summit of Twin Pearl Peak, a sound like a pig being slaughtered rang out