Two Days

"Why?" Zhang Pengcheng pressed his saber into its sheath and looked brazenly at his father. "You hurriedly called me back just to deal with him?"

Zhang Yansheng said impassively, "Oh? Do you feel wronged? Four years ago, during the freshman competition, who was it that lost to Gu Jinzhi and then ran home demanding to live or die?"

Zhang Pengcheng's expression turned a little awkward, but he stubbornly said, "It was just a bit of wind and frost..."

"Heh..." Zhang Yansheng's long eyes narrowed slightly, his expression indifferent. "He's getting married. Did you know?"

"Oh." Zhang Pengcheng's reaction was flat. "So what if he gets married? What does that have to do with me?"

Zhang Yansheng looked at his son and sighed inwardly.

The Zhang family—every last one of them was a reckless brute. His father was, his brothers were, and now his son was too... In the end, he had to shoulder everything himself.

He could not help pointing it out to him. "Have you ever considered what we'll do if Gu Jinzhi has his wife enlist in his place?"

Zhang Pengcheng shook his head without a second thought. "He's not that kind of person!"

"Cough... cough cough..." Zhang Yansheng nearly choked to death on his own saliva, and even his expression twisted.

He should never have married his distant cousin back then! Damn it, marrying within the clan really did kill people!

After catching his breath, he glared at Zhang Pengcheng, who was completely out of the loop, and lowered his voice. "It doesn't matter what kind of person he is... You only need to know that Gu Jinzhi must die, and he must die in a reasonable manner!"

"If he gets married, he'll have a thread of life left. I hate variables, so..."

Zhang Pengcheng's face was full of annoyance. Before his father could finish, he cut in, "Scheming back and forth—aren't you tired of it?! Since you want him dead, I'll just challenge him directly. One slash, and it'll all be over!"

"Idiot!"

Zhang Yansheng raised his hand and smacked the back of his son's head, roaring, "If he could be killed directly, would I need you?"

Rubbing his head, Zhang Pengcheng talked back, "Are you that bored? You keep clinging to that guy and refusing to let go. What's wrong with you? As for what really happened thirty years ago, outsiders don't know, but you still..."

"Shut up—!!!"

It was a roar like that of an ancient giant god, a mournful cry like the death throes of a star.

The ground split open like a spiderweb, while the alloy walls all around them trembled with a buzzing sound!

The might Zhang Yansheng unleashed pressed Zhang Pengcheng flat onto the ground in an instant.

Staring at his son, whose forehead veins bulged and whose whole body was drenched in cold sweat, he slowly withdrew his aura. He clenched his fists, then loosened them, and said, "Do not say such things again. Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding our bond as father and son."

Zhang Pengcheng shrank his head, then painfully propped up his upper body with a sheepish grin. "I was impulsive—just impulsive for a moment. But, Dad, Gu Jinzhi is just a useless Minor Perfection breakthrough. At most, he'll become a Grandmaster in the future. Why are you going to such lengths to deal with him?"

"You've forgotten your grandfather's dream?" Zhang Yansheng forcefully suppressed the urge to beat him to death and reminded him as calmly as possible.

He would still have to rely on this boy for what came next. He could not beat him into a cripple now.

Having a son like this made Zhang Yansheng's brain ache.

Zhang Pengcheng sat up and spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle. "He's senile, and you actually believe him? He said Gu Jinzhi could bring about the decline of our Zhang family? Does he really have that ability?"

Zhang Yansheng slapped his son back onto the ground and roared furiously, "A Martial Immortal must not be insulted!"

Zhang Pengcheng rolled over and lay flat like a salted fish, shamelessly saying, "Fine, fine. You talk, I'll do it!"

"Whew—"

Zhang Yansheng let out a long sigh and waved weakly. "The Gu and Jiang families have been betrothed for twenty years. We have no reason to stop them. However, I absolutely will not allow Gu Jinzhi to marry smoothly."

"On the day of the wedding, I'll bring people to tie down the experts on the Gu family's side. When the bride and groom are toasting, find an opportunity to provoke them in the capacity of a peer."

"I've investigated Jiang Xue. She's obsessive and hot-tempered. As long as she can't suppress her temper, pretend to be provoked and kill her with one slash!"

"In that instant, the only person who can stop you will be Gu Jinzhi. Whether it succeeds will depend on your own ability. Pengcheng, don't disappoint me!"

Zhang Pengcheng sneered. "Will the Gu family send us an invitation?"

Zhang Yansheng sneered back. "As unwelcome guests, of course we'll come without an invitation..."

July 22, noon, Jiang Family Manor.

Jiang Yao lay on her back atop the luxurious carpet in the bedroom, desperately enduring all kinds of pain throughout her body while forcing herself to wear an expression of happiness and satisfaction.

The young man who had been working over her for two hours slowly raised his head. A cruel, sinister smile hung on his dark, unremarkable face.

"Your blood is getting more and more fragrant, Little Yao'er..." He licked the corner of his mouth, but the words he spoke sent chills down the spine.

Mist swirled in Jiang Yao's eyes, and she looked as though she wanted to cry but was holding it back. "Zheng... Brother Zheng, you hurt me..."

"Don't be naughty~" Yun Zheng suddenly reached out and gently brushed his right index finger across Jiang Yao's slightly chubby cheek.

His movements and expression were clearly gentle to the extreme, yet Jiang Yao felt cold all over.

Her eyelids trembled as she pretended to be shy, not daring to raise her head to look at Yun Zheng.

Suddenly, Yun Zheng turned his fingers into a claw and clamped one hand around Jiang Yao's delicate neck.

Jiang Yao's eyes flew wide open. Her arms, covered in red marks, instinctively rose as she dug her fingers into the back of Yun Zheng's hand, her eyes filled with pleading and disbelief.

"Guh—hck!... Crack... crackle..."

Her fingernails clawed at the back of Yun Zheng's hand, yet they could not even leave a mark.

She tried to pry open Yun Zheng's fingers, only to discover that she could not muster any strength at all.

It was the binding effect of Blood Dragon Tribulation Claw...

Jiang Yao despaired...

Tears fell one after another until the force around her neck loosened and fresh air rushed back in.

"Hah—hah—cough cough~!"

Jiang Yao desperately gulped in air, coughing and trembling at the same time.

Yun Zheng propped his head up with one hand and half-lay beside Jiang Yao, watching the scene before him with great interest, his smile especially bright.

After Jiang Yao had recovered slightly, he finally said in a coaxing tone meant for a child, "Little Yao'er, this is your punishment~ Next time, don't be so careless, okay~"

Hearing this, Jiang Yao shrank backward, her voice hoarse. "I-I'm sorry, Brother Zheng~ Yao'er really didn't lie to you... Sister really did return to the country..."

"Oh?" Yun Zheng pulled her into his arms and soothed her for quite a while. "So I wronged you~ Then, Little Yao'er, can you tell me where she is now?"

"I... I... I don't know either..." Jiang Yao's voice trembled violently. "Her luggage is clearly still at home, but she... she's disappeared..."

Jiang Xue!!! I hate you to death!!! Why aren't you home?! Why?!

Jiang Xue, just you wait! I'll repay you a thousandfold, ten-thousandfold, for everything I'm suffering today!!!

At the same time, at the beast arena, during the break.

"Sis, you're really my biological sister!" Jiang Han stared with an immortal air at the disheveled Li Wei. "It's been two days and two nights! Can we go back or not?"

Li Wei forced herself to stay awake, her voice utterly flat. "If you want to leave, then leave. I can still..."

Jiang Han pointed at her, his whole body trembling like someone with Parkinson's. "Fine, you're amazing! I want to see just how far you're willing to go for that Gu Jinzhi brat!"

"Staying here lets you learn about abyss monsters, adapt to cruel slaughter, and train your resistance to fatigue on the side, right? You've really made up your mind to go to the battlefield?"

"MD, I actually ran into a bootlicker with this level of purity! And she's even my sister!"

"You're something else, Jiang Xue. You really are!"

Li Wei rolled her eyes and waved her hand, too lazy to deal with him. "Say whatever you want..."

No one noticed that a cellphone was slowly sliding out from between the two sofas.

Most Beloved Flower Pants: Bro, my actual bro, I can't hold out anymore either.

Gu Jinzhi: You're a Second-Order, and you still can't outlast a Quasi-Martial Artist?

Most Beloved Flower Pants: Bro~ Do you know how many troubles I secretly helped your wife fend off these past two days?

Most Beloved Flower Pants: She could still steal a little nap, but I didn't even dare blink! And to make Sis-in-law happy, I've almost emptied out the stock in my beast pen! That stuff was supposed to last three months!

Gu Jinzhi: Shen Yaochi's sign-in sheet from the student council.

Most Beloved Flower Pants: I can do it!!!

Abyss Essence: 1804