He Wants to Kill

In the dim dungeon, a murky aura permeated the air, and the cold iron bars of the prison stood tall, hung with freshly melted droplets that glimmered faintly under the silver moonlight streaming through the window.

"Venerable Sir Luo, you've come." Chen Yan looked at the arriving figure with some surprise.

"Chen Yan, you..." Luo Puxin stared at Chen Yan, who wasn't in a state of extreme exhaustion, and hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Did you awaken?"

"I awakened." Chen Yan spoke. Luo Puxin had saved his life once and helped him immensely; most crucially, he knew Chen Yan was a Limit Breaking Awakening.

"Mm... mm." Luo Puxin nodded, his body shifting slightly, his face hidden in the shadows as he said flatly:

"Not bad... I suppose."

Though he said this, Luo Puxin's heart was pounding violently.

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!

He really awakened—a Limit Breaking Awakening.

How did he do it? Just punching like that and he awakened?

Holy shit!

Chen Yan sighed inwardly. Luo Puxin's reaction to his awakening was far too calm.

The other party didn't seem like a local Town Martial Division official; his background was likely significant.

"Chen Yan." Luo Puxin thought for a long while, then became unusually solemn, his eyes hidden in the darkness:

"Are you willing to accept the Military Martial Guard's Heavenly Pride cultivation funding from the Town Martial Division?"

"I am willing." Chen Yan replied.

"Huh?" Luo Puxin was taken aback. No hesitation at all?

"What I mean by Heavenly Pride subsidy is actually an assessment. You'll need to meet requirements to enter the Military Martial Guard. It's tough, maybe... dangerous too. Of course, you could also not risk—"

"I am willing." Chen Yan spoke again.

Too decisive. Luo Puxin hadn't even processed it:

"Maybe... think it over?"

Chen Yan bowed respectfully and said calmly:

"Venerable Sir Luo."

"Call me Uncle Luo. Actually, forget it, call me Bro Luo."

"Bro Luo." Chen Yan nodded:

"Do you know what I was thinking when I broke through to Limit Breaking Awakening?"

"What was it?" Luo Puxin grew curious. This was the experience of a successful Limit Breaking Awakening Heavenly Pride—he had to learn from it.

"A thousand coins." Chen Yan saw the stunned look on Luo Puxin's face:

"When I awakened, all I had in my heart was a thousand coins.

A while back, that thousand coins had our family gasping for breath.

And at that moment, someone saved me and even sent our family Qingju Snake Meat worth a hundred thousand."

Chen Yan's words echoed long in Luo Puxin's mind. First stunned, then silent, until now his lips parted and closed, not knowing what to say.

So that was it.

It was because of him.

He too came from Green Mountain Town; he knew exactly what that thousand coins meant to Chen Yan.

A man could complete a Limit Breaking Awakening that crushed the vast majority of people, all because of a thousand coins.

This was the tragedy of some, and their final shred of dignity.

"I didn't help you wrong, and you truly didn't choose wrong!" Luo Puxin smiled, satisfied and relieved.

Luo Puxin gave Chen Yan a few more instructions.

Soon, the crowd that had been gathered before the Town Martial Hall stopped their criticism, and Xin Gongxian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The onlookers dispersed one after another. Hu Zeyuan, hit by a brick thrown by some unknown hand, was carried crying by his son Hu Yuan to the clinic.

"Xiao Yan, you've been wronged."

In the dungeon, Chen Yuxu let out a long sigh. Looking at his son sitting on the ground, hidden in the shadows, his emotions were complicated.

He was quite useless.

"It's fine." Chen Yan smiled, then looked at Wang Yang:

"Teacher Wang, it's fine now."

Wang Yang nodded heavily and smiled.

It was fine now!

His student was a genius who had attracted a big shot from the Town Martial Division—he was very proud!

Xin Gongxian stood obediently behind the crowd, not daring to move or speak.

Xin Gongxian was about to be sent to the city for investigation.

Secretary Ye had gone to the clinic—his injuries were quite severe. His boss had also called, and his job was completely gone.

His boss was a member of the Gong Family, but only an illegitimate branch. There was no way they would oppose Yin Yanjun for his sake.

Now, all the arrogance that once shone in Xin Gongxian's eyes had vanished. He cautiously watched the youth sitting inside the iron cage.

An inexplicable dread crept in—who could have known that a village youth could wield such power?

Terrifying.

"Chen Yan, come out now." Zhuang Xihang spoke, but saw Chen Yan motionless, a struggle flickering in his eyes.

"Chen Yan, it's over," Luo Puxin said.

Chen Yan shook his head, as if troubled by something.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuxu frowned, sensing his son seemed trapped in a dilemma.

"Yeah, what's wrong..." Xin Gongxian stammered.

Terrified—just get out already.

Everyone looked at Chen Yan, who spoke with difficulty, his gaze fixed on Xin Gongxian:

"I can't come out. Chief Xin said I have to behave in the Town Martial Hall."

As he spoke, the color that had just returned to Xin Gongxian's face drained away instantly.

Chen Yan continued, "If I don't behave, Chief Xin will take my life."

Chen Yan's eyes glimmered darkly:

"I still want to live."

The crowd erupted in anger.

Ssshh...

A wisp of flame flickered over Yin Yanjun's body as he glared behind him:

"Xin Gongxian!"

"Chief, I..." Xin Gongxian immediately begged for mercy.

The flame slammed into Xin Gongxian, sending him flying backward, crashing into the wall and falling unconscious.

The crowd still simmered with anger, but Luo Puxin looked at Chen Yan with a strange expression.

His heart skipped a beat—this kid wasn't honest after all. He could act.

Acting was good!

Acting meant survival.

Chen Yan stepped out. After hearing the full account of events from the crowd again, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He bowed to everyone:

"Principal Zhuang, Venerable Sir Luo, Venerable Sir Yin, thank you."

Luo Puxin muttered inwardly—too natural.

Nighttime.

Yunmeng City.

Towering buildings stood upon the earth, mist and clouds draped like gauzy veils, ethereal as immortal curtains.

Amid the clouds, steel structures gleamed with a cold light, crisscrossing the city, forming a wondrous scene like a strange formation.

It was like a city in the clouds, existing only in dreams.

At the edge of Yunmeng City, a tall woman's silhouette clung to the steel structures suspended high in the sky, flying at great speed, her long hair flowing like water.

"Master, I succeeded!"

Chen Yu's face was filled with joy, two golden Formation Disk pattern lines shimmering in her eyes.

"As expected of my disciple. The first time you craft a flight formation, you can already apply it to yourself with Psionic Power.

Tomorrow, when you go home, remember to ask your father for twenty thousand. You'll need to buy some other materials."

Within Chen Yu's consciousness, the Red-dressed Woman spoke with a smile.

Pat.

Chen Yu landed on the ground, her expression shifting slightly.

She could use Psionic Power to cast a low-altitude flight formation on herself, but it only lasted five minutes at most.

"What's wrong? Doesn't your family have some money now?" the Red-dressed Woman asked.

Chen Yu hesitated, "But my brother is already in his senior year of high school and needs money. Twenty thousand isn't a small sum. I've joined the Tianbang Boxing Tournament now, so I can earn money from matches in the future."

As long as she could earn money, she could also subsidize the household, so her elder brother and father would never have to suffer again.

This was what she desired most in her heart.

The hardships she had endured as a child, she no longer wanted her family to experience.

The Red-dressed Woman was silent for a long moment.

This morning, Chen Yu had even gone to First High School to ask others if her elder brother had made it into the Town Martial Class. After hearing the answer, her face was full of disappointment.

In the Red-dressed Woman's view, if he couldn't even get into a county-organized genius class, Chen Yu should also understand her elder brother's talent by now.

That rather good-looking youth was indeed hardworking and had some talent.

But it was only some.

Yet this girl valued her elder brother so highly.

After thinking for a moment, the Red-dressed Woman sighed and spoke:

"Joining the boxing matches can earn money, but right now, you still need startup capital no matter what. You've just started; your Combat Power isn't strong yet."

Chen Yu walked with a slightly troubled expression, not speaking again the whole way. The Red-dressed Woman was inwardly speechless.

Luoshan County.

Wang Yang and Chen Yuxu had gone to town to buy cooked food. Today was a good day.

Yin Yanjun was still organizing the Town Martial Hall. People from the county's Town Martial Division were coming soon to thoroughly investigate the Green Mountain Town Martial Hall.

The entire Green Mountain Town knew that things were about to change.

At Wang Yang's home.

Zhuang Xihang, Luo Puxin, and Chen Yan were sitting.

"Chen Yan, have you ever thought about taking a master?" Zhuang Xihang finally spoke. He had held back for a long time.

Chen Yan was somewhat surprised. He had only just learned that the person he fought wasn't Zhang Tie but Wu Chuhua.

"Ahem." Luo Puxin gave a dry cough. Chen Yan had already accepted training from the Military Martial Guard; Zhuang Xihang was a bit unworthy now.

Chen Yan stood up and gave a slight bow to Zhuang Xihang:

"Thank you for your kindness, Principal Zhuang, but I..." Before Chen Yan could finish, Zhuang Xihang spoke:

"Don't refuse yet. Although I'm only a Vice Principal, I've never taken any disciples."

Zhuang Xihang was full of solemnity. He had let Wang Yang down these past two years, and now he also wanted to make it up to Wang Yang through Chen Yan:

"You have talent, and you need resources.

I'll prepare Treasure Medicine for you, and I'll prepare an External Refinement Method for you too.

I've saved up some money over the years.

This isn't a simple master-disciple relationship. You'll be my first student, and also my last."

Chen Yan opened his mouth, and even Luo Puxin was extremely surprised.

Did Zhuang Xihang value Chen Yan that much?

Luo Puxin spoke:

"Zhuang Xihang, I understand you want to take a disciple, but if you take one, Chen Yan will also need to support you in the future."

Zhuang Xihang nodded. That was only right.

He also wanted to see the world beyond the Five Viscera Realm.

"But you're a Blood Qi Martial Artist, and Chen Yan is a Horizontal Refinement genius. You can't teach him well." Luo Puxin lit a cigarette and said leisurely.

"You..." Zhuang Xihang was about to speak, but then thought of something and looked at Chen Yan:

"Horizontal Refinement, I can teach that too."

"But Chen Yan's Horizontal Refinement talent is extremely high. You wouldn't be able to teach him after a few days." Luo Puxin continued to interrupt.

Zhuang Xihang fell silent. He didn't yet know that Chen Yan had already entered the Breathing Technique.

This matter would definitely have to be revealed, but Luo Puxin was also hesitating about when.

Chen Yan remained silent the whole time. Zhuang Xihang sighed, knowing Chen Yan's intentions, but still unwilling to give up:

"Chen Yan, earlier Director Luo said that you condensed Pattern Lines in the dungeon, and three Pattern Lines at that. Is that true?"

He really couldn't accept it.

He was a Blood Qi Martial Artist, not good at Horizontal Refinement, but no matter how high Chen Yan's Horizontal Refinement talent was, he could still teach the Seventy-two Patterns Extreme Forging Realm, right?

This Luo Puxin was deliberately obstructing him!

Beside him, Luo Puxin choked.

Damn.

He'd forgotten about that.

He had only deceived everyone to keep Chen Yan's Limit Breaking Awakening a secret, but now Zhuang Xihang seemed determined to get to the bottom of it.

"Three Pattern Lines?" Chen Yan was slightly stunned.

"That's right. Director Luo said you condensed Pattern Lines in the dungeon, and three of them at that. He told us not to disturb you." Zhuang Xihang smiled. From Chen Yan's expression, it seemed even he didn't know. Then what was Luo Puxin keeping them away for? Something was off.

Chen Yan glanced at Luo Puxin beside him and noticed his expression had already shifted. After a moment's thought, Chen Yan understood and spoke with some hesitation: "I only condensed very shallow Pattern Lines, not solid ones."

"Nonsense. Of course you start with shallow stripes. If you could condense solid ones directly... that would be at least one in ten thousand in Yunmeng City." Zhuang Xihang laughed. Still pretending?

Luo Puxin's heart pounded incessantly. Chen Yan's Limit Breaking Awakening absolutely could not be exposed. Should he just knock this old fellow out? No, that was too crude. Forget it, knock him out first anyway. Just as he raised his hand, Chen Yan spoke: "Shallow stripes? I did condense them."

"Good, let me see." Zhuang Xihang's smile faded as Luo Puxin's arm came up. Chen Yan took off his shirt, revealing his chest. "Hoo..." A faint red mist exhaled from Chen Yan's mouth.

"Mm?" Luo Puxin froze. Zhuang Xihang let out a sound of surprise. This Breathing Technique... Before they could speak, they saw five Pattern Lines emerge on Chen Yan's chest. One was a fully condensed Strength Stripe. The other four were shallow stripes for skin, tendons, bones, and strength respectively, with the Strength Stripe already fifty percent condensed. Luo Puxin went rigid on the spot.

"How many is that?" Zhuang Xihang stood up and leaned in close. "I didn't bring my reading glasses!"

It was nearly two in the morning when Luo Puxin and Chen Yan walked out of Wang Yang's house. Now that Chen Yan had undergone Limit Breaking Awakening, what he needed most was a cultivation method—a Qi and Blood Cultivation Method that could nurture Ice Attribute elements. This required Luo Puxin to take him to the Yunmeng City Town Martial Division to request it. This was part of what Luo Puxin called the Military Martial Department's training program. Of course, no one else knew about this; they only knew Chen Yan was going with Luo Puxin to register at the Town Martial Class.

Zhuang Xihang followed behind with a complicated expression. Chen Yan's talent on the Body Tempering Path was truly extraordinary! As a master, he was indeed unworthy, but that wouldn't stop him from teaching Chen Yan from now on. As the group was about to go their separate ways, a figure suddenly limped out from the dark corner of the wall. It was Secretary Ye.

"I'm sorry!" Secretary Ye shouted loudly, his voice carrying a mournful cry as he bowed deeply to Chen Yan. "I'm sorry, I'm an animal, I looked down on you, I deserve to die!" His whole body trembled like a helpless dog caught in the rain. The arrogance in his eyes was completely gone as he slowly extended his right hand toward Chen Yan, seeking a handshake for the ages. He had lost his job, lost his backing—he was nothing now. All he wanted was Chen Yan's forgiveness. With Chen Yan possessing such immense ability, his talent was beyond what Secretary Ye could imagine. Having Chen Yan as an enemy terrified him to the core. Right now, he only wanted to be forgiven.

Luo Puxin and the others all wore cold expressions, but Chen Yan stepped forward and extended his right hand to grasp Secretary Ye's. Secretary Ye's face relaxed slightly as he looked at Chen Yan with gratitude, tears streaming down: "Thank you, Chen Yan, for forgiving me—ah!!!!"

A blood-curdling scream shattered the silent night.

Crack!

Secretary Ye's index finger snapped. Chen Yan applied force with his single hand again.

Crack, crack, crack, crack!

"Ah!!!"

The excruciating pain of ten fingers connected to the heart shot through him. Secretary Ye clutched his right hand and collapsed to the ground, writhing and howling like a pig awaiting slaughter.

All five fingers had been forcibly broken by Chen Yan.

Everyone was stunned.

Chen Yan was so decisive.

"This is what you owed Teacher Wang," Chen Yan said in a frigid voice.

What he owed Wang Yang was repaid.

What he owed Chen Yan himself was not.

The other party had come to apologize not because he knew he was wrong, but because Chen Yan was not so easily broken.

If not for the Saint Breaking Realm, if not for the Limit Breaking Awakening, what would have become of him, what would have become of his father, what would have become of his little sister?

A beast had nearly destroyed their entire family!

Everyone could only see Chen Yan's back, unaware of the cold light shooting from his eyes, the murderous intent surging within.

He wanted to kill.

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