Genius Chen Chong

As Shen Fan passed the training ground where people often gathered, he suddenly noticed a crowd.

"Senior Brother Chen, you truly are the genius of our martial arts school. You've already broken through to Muscle Refining so quickly! I imagine it won't be long before you reach Bone Forging!"

"That's right, that's right. Senior Brother Chen only joined a few months ago and has already surpassed us. The gap will probably only widen in the future!"

"Do you think Senior Brother Chen has a chance to become the next Laiyang Elite?"

"Hiss—Now that you mention it, it really seems possible. Senior Brother Chen is only twenty years old now, right? At this rate, he could very well reach Blood Condensation before he's thirty. By then, he'll definitely become a Core Disciple of our martial arts school!"

"So they're talking about Chen Chong? Thinking about that name is quite surprising! I didn't expect even that guy to reach Muscle Refining! I'm only at Bone Forging. This won't do. My cultivation speed seems to have slowed down recently!"

Shen Fan muttered to himself. His previously leisurely steps quickened again.

If anyone had heard Shen Fan's "humblebrag," they would have been itching to beat him to death! Others struggled for over ten years for a chance at Bone Forging, but he had reached that level in about half a year and was still unsatisfied. It was truly infuriating. Moreover, such a "genius" like Shen Fan still acted as if he was trying to lie low forever, which was utterly speechless.

At the Ox Demon Martial Arts School, the name of the genius Chen Chong grew louder and louder. Basically, all the disciples knew that Chen Chong had broken through to Muscle Refining in less than a year. Furthermore, as his fame grew, it even alerted some of the martial arts school's higher-ups. Headmaster Zhang Longyun even personally went to visit Chen Chong and gave him a large amount of cultivation resources, including a significant amount of money. Chen Chong's rapid rise gave the disciples of the martial arts school new hope and brought a glimmer of light to those shrouded in gloom. Therefore, almost everyone in the martial arts school had a joyful expression on their faces.

However, some people were not like that.

In the dead of night, a Sneaky figure quietly slipped out of the martial arts school. After walking around several streets, he tucked a piece of paper into a brick in a wall and quickly departed. The next day, a beggar came to the spot, quietly retrieved the paper, and delivered it to Steward Qian at the City Lord's Mansion. Steward Qian read the contents of the paper, his expression unchanged.

"Call Old Wang and the others here. I have something to instruct you on!" The servants quickly went to deliver the message. Soon, Old Wang and the others, who were Viscera Refiners, arrived in the hall.

"Everyone, I can tell you clearly now. The City Lord will emerge from seclusion in the coming days, and all these major martial arts schools will be uprooted!"

"However, to prevent any big fish from escaping during the subsequent actions, especially those seeds cultivated by the martial arts schools, I have a list that I hope you will all look at!"

As he spoke, Steward Qian handed over a list of dozens of people. Strikingly, it included the names of Chen Chong and others. Even martial artists under thirty in the martial arts school who had broken through to Bone Forging or had the potential to do so were on this list.

"Steward Qian, you mean—"

Old Wang cautiously asked, "Kill them all?"

"Kill them all? That might not be easy, but killing some of them is certainly possible!"

"We understand your meaning, Steward. Don't worry, those without expert protection won't live past three days!" Old Wang said with full confidence.

Those who possessed Combined Attack Skills had previously surrounded and killed Viscera Refiners from the martial arts school. Assassinating a few juniors this time would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?

"Don't worry, our City Lord's Mansion has already figured out who had protectors recently. You can handle the rest as you see fit!"

Steward Qian said indifferently, easily deciding the fate of these martial artists.

Old Wang and the others received their orders and moved out quickly.

These people were not native Viscera Refiners of Laiyang City, so it was difficult for them to be recognized. This was also the reason Steward Qian entrusted these people with the task.

At night, a Black Clad Man quietly infiltrated the Ox Demon Martial Arts School. This person was none other than one of the Viscera Refiners from the City Lord's Mansion from earlier that day.

This person's name was Zhang San. He was skilled in Movement Techniques and was the fastest among them. Therefore, he was assigned the most assassination targets.

And the first person he chose was none other than Chen Chong from the Ox Demon Martial Arts School!

"Chen Chong, right? Only twenty years old, and he's already achieved Muscle Refining in less than a year of practicing martial arts. Truly a genius. But I wonder how hard a genius's head is. Can it withstand my Skull Crushing Hand!"

Zhang San laughed sinisterly. As a Rogue Cultivator with some talent, Zhang San hated geniuses the most.

Being able to personally kill a genius before they had a chance to grow would bring him considerable pleasure.

This was also why he was willing to take on so many missions.

Following the Information's instructions, Zhang San quickly arrived at the Martial Hall Apprentice area. Soon, he saw a figure in the agreed-upon spot.

"You're the person arranged by the City Lord's Mansion? Hurry up and lead the way. I'm going to kill all those Brats today!"

The figure was stunned for a moment but quickly reacted. Although displeased with Zhang San's tone, he didn't say much.

Following the Traitor, Zhang San moved freely through the martial arts school without alerting anyone. In the moonlight, Zhang San could clearly see the appearance of this figure.

If Shen Fan were here, he would definitely recognize this Traitor of the martial arts school as Zhou Yang! The apprentice who had made a fool of himself in front of him before!

"Sir, do you have the confidence to kill the geniuses in the martial arts school?" Zhou Yang cautiously probed.

"Hmph, I'm a Viscera Refiner. Besides your Hall Master, who here is my match?" Zhang San said arrogantly, having boasted countless times.

But Zhou Yang clearly didn't understand the situation. However, he knew that Viscera Refiners were indeed the top combat power in the Martial Hall.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang suddenly stopped and knelt respectfully on the ground, saying, "Then I'd like to ask you, sir, to kill someone for me after you complete the mission! I will definitely do my best to help you, sir."

"I say, kid, have you misunderstood the situation?" Zhang San grabbed Zhou Yang by the neck.

"Do you have the right to negotiate with me? A mere Martial Hall Apprentice, even if you become a dog of the City Lord's Mansion, you're still a dog!"

Zhou Yang grunted, his neck turning red, almost unable to breathe.

Seeing this, Zhang San loosened his grip slightly.

Zhou Yang seized the chance to speak and quickly said, "I'm sorry, sir, I know I was wrong. I don't dare to make any more requests. Please complete the mission quickly, sir!"

After speaking, he quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

"Hmph, it seems you're sensible, kid. Hurry up and lead the way!"

Zhou Yang scrambled forward to lead the way, his petty thoughts completely gone.

He had originally wanted to ask this expert to kill Shen Fan. Ever since he had offended Shen Fan, he had nightmares every day, dreaming of Shen Fan retaliating and torturing him.

In these past few days, he had lived in constant fear, and this torment was driving him mad.

At the same time, Zhou Yang knew that he couldn't deal with Shen Fan within the Martial Hall, so he chose betrayal, hoping to use the power of the City Lord's Mansion to eliminate his enemy!

But it was clear that his plans had failed again. No one looked down on him, even though he had provided a lot of Information to the City Lord's Mansion.

In the eyes of experts, traitors like Zhou Yang were actually the lowest of the low. Therefore, even if it was just a small favor, they would never help such a person.

But Zhou Yang might not know that Shen Fan had never held a grudge against him and had no intention of retaliating. Everything he feared was just the Man of Qi Worrying About the Sky!