The Cataclysm Ends, Facing Chen Jin

"Whoosh!"

Zhan Kong knew full well how dangerous this was, but this was the city he had sworn to defend.

Now that this demon wolf was running rampant, how could he rest easy without taking its head?

Zhan Kong had once been a rising star, but unfortunately, after offending the Holy Court, his main cultivation from the Zu Family had been sealed. If not for that, he could have slain this mere demon wolf on his own!

And precisely because of that, how could he let his pride be lost here?

"Awooooooo——!!!!"

The Winged Azure Wolf stared at Zhan Kong as he dove toward it, letting out a furious howl. With no way to escape, the beast chose to trade blow for blow!

"Huff!!"

Its already mangled, massive leathery wings flapped again. Though taking off was a struggle, it pushed off with its legs and launched itself into the air!

"Boom!!!"

Wolf and man collided midair!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh——!!!!"

A gale swept through, reducing the Yinmao Building and all surrounding structures within a hundred meters to rubble...

And at the very center of that storm, Zhan Kong's figure plummeted almost straight down!

From the look of it, he had likely already lost consciousness...

Chen Ming and Ink Shadow's expressions both shifted, but soon they saw that where the storm had dissipated, the Winged Azure Wolf's body and its massive head... were severed!

Ink Shadow caught Zhan Kong just as he was about to hit the ground.

Chen Ming quickly arrived at his side.

"Still alive..." Ink Shadow gave Zhan Kong a brief check, then said.

Zhan Kong's last strike had simply drained all the Magic Power from his body, leaving him weak and unconscious.

"Tch... That kid from the Zu Family sure knows how to be reckless!"

Chen Ming shook his head in exasperation, then said, "I'll take him for treatment. You go protect Little Lang."

"Alright."

On the other side, Chen Lang and the others had already arrived at Mu Clan Villa.

The commotion there was enormous—almost anywhere in Bocheng could sense it.

As the magical shockwaves from that area faded, Chen Lang had a guess in his heart... this calamity should be over!

After all, Zhan Kong had the strength to fight the Winged Azure Wolf one-on-one. In the original world, he had gone deep into the mountains to kill it after recovering from his injuries.

Now, with Chen Ming and Ink Shadow's help, Chen Lang figured slaying the Winged Azure Wolf wouldn't be hard.

In truth, Chen Lang had still underestimated a Commander-level creature. Or rather, he didn't fully grasp just how tenacious a Commander-level lifeform could be!

To put it in perspective, in the original world, Zhan Kong was only able to go back into the mountains and kill the Winged Azure Wolf because his first desperate fight had gravely wounded it.

But even then, he had barely escaped with his own life.

It was just that humans had far better recovery conditions than the Demon Clan.

That was why, when they clashed a second time, the Winged Azure Wolf was slain and its head brought back to Bocheng...

About half an hour later, Ink Shadow arrived at Mu Clan Villa.

He went to the Safety Zone and met Mu Zhuoyun and the others. When he learned that Chen Lang hadn't come to the Safety Zone, his heart leaped into his throat.

Thankfully, Chen Lang was unharmed!

With the Winged Azure Wolf killed and all demon entrances blocked, even though the violent rain hadn't stopped, this calamity had come to an end.

As for Bocheng's recovery and such, Chen Lang didn't concern himself with that.

Truth be told, he didn't have much chance to care about it either. Chen Ming reported everything to the family—including some of Chen Lang's decisions that didn't prioritize his own safety. So that very day, he was taken back to the capital.

Chen Clan.

Once back, Chen Lang was brought before Chen Jin.

Seeing that Chen Lang had returned unscathed, Chen Jin relaxed considerably.

Chen Lang, looking at Chen Jin before him, spoke first: "Old Master, do you think I was wrong in this matter?"

Hearing this, Chen Jin, who had been ready with a lecture, found himself at a loss for words.

Was Chen Lang wrong? He wasn't wrong at all—in fact, he had done very well. Every Great Clan needed some public opinion to boost their standing.

This crisis in Bocheng being resolved had undoubtedly brought the Chen Family immense prestige.

But... that was only acceptable as long as Chen Lang came out of it safe and sound.

If anything were to happen to him...

Then these gimmicks might still be very important to the Chen family, but the loss would be absolutely enormous!

An exceptionally outstanding junior is the most crucial thing for any of the Great Clans.

To put himself in danger for a city full of unrelated commoners?

This is simply reckless!

In the eyes of a clan leader like Chen Jin, the lives of ordinary people have never been respected.

In truth, most noble elders, once they shed their hypocritical masks, are the same...

The worldview of this realm has always been twisted—one could even say it retains a trace of ancient thinking. Having lived in this family for eighteen years, Chen Lang could feel this all too clearly.

The longer a family's history, the more they believe they are born superior to others.

There was no denying this brutal truth, yet Chen Lang could never bring himself to fit in... He was just an ordinary person. He couldn't fake that kind of hypocrisy, nor could he treat a human life like a blade of grass.

But then again, this wasn't something he could change—at least not for now.

Chen Jin was silent for a long time before finally speaking. "You're not wrong, but I hope next time, you won't get involved in something like this."

At Chen Lang's age, his spirit was at its peak, filled with ambition and drive.

He simply hadn't had his edges worn down by reality yet.

Chen Lang didn't lower his head in agreement. Instead, he asked back, "Old Master, that's a request I can't easily agree to. After all those grueling years of cultivation, if I were to face a similar situation and not act, then what's the point of my relentless training?"

The meaning of training...

The meaning of training, in his view, was naturally to stand up when the family needed him.

But at his age, how could he not understand that this was selfish?

He was already a man mired in the muck, but to teach his own junior to be the same... As an elder, he truly couldn't bring himself to do it.

The two looked at each other, and another silence fell.

In the past, Chen Jin had always been quick with words, but today, he found himself speechless.

Seeing that he had no reply, Chen Lang didn't press the topic further. After all, there was no answer to be found.

"Old Master, I want to return to Bashu and enter the Lightning Pool of the Chen family to complete my coming-of-age ceremony."

Chen Jin, equally tactful, didn't continue the previous conversation. Instead, he asked with curiosity, "Why the sudden urge to train in the Lightning Pool now?"

After all, he had been urging Chen Lang to enter and train there for some time.

But Chen Lang had never shown any intention of going. Now, after one trip outside, he suddenly wanted to go in and train?