Fighting

"Second brother, let's go quickly. Wait, is Third Uncle coming too?" The eldest young master of the Luo Clan felt extremely surprised by the appearance of Sanbao, who had barely stepped out of the Luo Mansion gates in the past two years.

Unlike the youthful spirit of Luo Caiyang, Luo Caiguang was already twenty-seven years old. Regarding Sanbao as his "Third Uncle," he found it difficult to accept, whether based on age or strength. However, since Sanbao was indeed of the second-generation bloodline of the Luo Clan, he had to bow and pay his respects. Deep down, however, he felt a clear resistance, and his tone naturally lacked any sense of warmth.

In the entire Lushan Town, Sanbao was likely the only person who could make the formidable eldest young master of the Luo Clan feel so stifled.

"Big Brother, are we going to settle the score with the Yan Clan? That's great! We finally found an opportunity. How dare they provoke our Luo Clan..." Caiyang was already so excited he had lost all composure, shouting loudly as he hurried toward the gate.

"Caiyang, I want to go and see. Is that alright?"

Without waiting for the eldest young master's reply, Sanbao followed closely by Caiyang's side. This posture didn't look like he was asking for an opinion; it was clear he was determined to go.

"Big Brother, let's take Third Uncle with us, shall we?" Caiyang also chimed in to ask.

"This... I'm afraid Third Uncle's health! It might not be suitable... Fine, but if something happens later, Third Uncle, you must remember to hide behind me!"

Luo Caiyang had originally intended to use Sanbao's young age and poor health as an excuse not to bring him along. Upon further thought, he decided it might be good to take him, so that Sanbao could witness the prowess of his "junior" and broaden his horizons.

Being an "elder" was not an easy task.

A group of over twenty people marched imposingly toward Tianxiang Street, the most prosperous street in Lushan Town. It was a rare sight for the two young masters of the Luo Clan to patrol the streets, and it was certain that something was about to happen.

The news spread like a bird with wings to every corner of Lushan Town. Some busybodies even hurried over, hoping to catch this exciting show.

The crowd behind the Luo Clan members slowly grew from twenty to dozens, then over a hundred, and eventually gathered into several hundred people.

Wherever they passed, people stepped aside to show respect. In Lushan Town, the Luo Clan was the absolute symbol of power.

The Luo brothers didn't act modest; they put on a full display of authority, leading the hundreds-strong procession as they strolled leisurely toward the Yan Mansion on Tianxiang Street.

As it happened, the Yan Mansion received the news quickly, and the key figures of the Yan Clan were currently in an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures.

The head of the family, Yan Huishan, sat in the center of the hall with a grave expression.

"Gaojin, how do you expect me to talk to you? It's one thing that Wuhua is young and ignorant, but don't you know that the Ren Clan is backed by the Luo Clan?" The head of the family, Yan Huishan, openly questioned the father of the troublemaker Yan Wuhua, who was also his own eldest son, Yan Gaojin.

"Father, how could I not know the consequences? I only found out after Wuhua had already acted. I intended to take Wuhua to the Ren Clan tomorrow to apologize and offer compensation, but who would have thought the Luo Clan would react so quickly!" the eldest son of the second generation, Yan Gaojin, explained.

"Head of the family, our Yan Clan is the number one family in Lushan. We have immense strength, so why fear that small Luo Clan? He cut him, so he cut him. What can the Luo Clan possibly do?"

Another second-generation member of the Yan Clan grumbled with extreme dissatisfaction.

"Shut up! Have you forgotten the strength Luo Kaifeng displayed during the negotiations last year? A Spirit King! A Spirit King, do you understand? And that's just Luo Kaifeng; there is also Luo Kaiyu and even the mysterious Luo Dingyi! Although our Yan Clan is populous, not one of the hundred or so people here has reached the Spirit King realm. Tell me, what do we have to fight the Luo Clan with?"

A member of the first generation of the Yan Clan hurriedly retorted.

Unlike the Luo Clan, which had only one branch in the first generation, Yan Huishan had seven or eight brothers. Among them, including Yan Huishan himself, four had reached the Spirit Commander realm, and one in the second generation had also reached it. Their strength was not weak, but since no one could break through the shackles of the Spirit King realm, they were forced to act with restraint in front of the Luo Clan, who possessed superior absolute power.

Fortunately, although the Luo Clan was powerful, they were very low-key. Aside from the Copper Mountain and Iron Mountain controlled by the Luo Clan, most of the other financial veins and markets in Lushan were held by the Yan Clan. This was an important reason why the two families had lived in peace.

However, being low-key did not mean they were afraid of trouble. On the contrary, the Luo Clan was very firm on matters of principle. The copper mine dispute from last year was the best example of this.

At that time, the most talented member of the Yan Clan, Yan Wuji, had just joined the Hundred Leaf Sect and was said to be highly valued by them. The Yan Clan wanted to use this to get a share of the Luo Clan's copper mine, but the Luo Clan ignored them entirely, and they ended up retreating in disgrace.

While the Yan Clan members were discussing countermeasures, the Luo Caiyang brothers and their entourage had already arrived at the gates of the Yan Mansion.

The Yan Mansion gate was located in the most prosperous section of Tianxiang Street, with a huge plaza in front. A pair of giant copper lions over ten meters high stood before the gate, symbolizing the Yan Clan's dominance over all others.

However, the Yan Mansion plaza was currently packed with people, and the Luo Caiyang brothers looked arrogant and smug.

"Where is Yan Wuhua? Tell him to get out here! Ask him by what right he cut off my cousin's leg!" Caiguang stood in the center and roared with a powerful, resonant voice.

Behind them, excluding the Luo Clan members, the number of onlookers had surged to over a thousand. It turned out the Luo Clan wasn't looking for just anyone, but the overlord of Lushan Town, the Yan Clan. This was a true clash of titans.

As the saying goes, when two tigers fight, one is bound to be injured. This show today was definitely the most exciting event in Lushan Town in over a decade; if they missed it, they would never see it again.

"Yo, aren't these the two young masters of the Luo Clan? May I ask why you have gathered a crowd to cause trouble at our Yan Mansion today?" a guard captain of the Yan Clan replied coldly.

A servant had already reported the situation to the people inside the Yan Mansion.

"Who do you think you are? Get someone from the Yan Clan who can actually speak!" Caiyang shouted.

Luo Caiyang was a bit more composed, but his words were equally overbearing. This made the Yan Clan members furious, but hindered by the Luo Clan's immense power, they didn't dare to let out a peep despite their anger.

"This is so satisfying! It's the first time I've seen the Yan Clan members so stifled."

"Exactly! These Yan Clan brats usually only dare to bully us commoners. Once the eldest young master of the Luo Clan steps out, they all turn into spineless cowards..."

"Everyone used to say the Luo Clan was the number one power in Lushan Town, and I didn't believe it. Seeing it today, it's definitely true."

"Look at the two young masters of the Luo Clan; they are truly the cream of the crop. I admire them so much..."

Sanbao listened to the various comments from the crowd behind him while observing the reactions of the Yan Mansion members. His heart was as clear as snow; this world was even more direct than his previous life—everything was based on strength.

Before long, the eldest son of the family head Yan Huishan, who was also the father of the troublemaker Yan Wuhua, Yan Gaojin, arrived at the gate in a hurry with over a dozen elites of the Yan Clan.

"Aren't these the two worthy nephews of the Luo Clan? What wind has blown you here today?" Yan Gaojin's warm voice carried over while he was still at a distance.

"Yan Gaojin, stop pretending. Call your son out. Today, I am going to cut off his legs to seek justice for my cousin."

Caiguang didn't respect this core figure of the Yan Clan at all and shouted with contempt.

Yan Gaojin's face darkened, but he quickly recovered and smiled slightly: "Oh, nephew Luo, what a coincidence. My Hua'er said he missed my child Wuji, so he just left for the Hundred Leaf Sect on Lishan today."

"Yan Gaojin, who are you lying to? Yan Wuhua was still running wild on the street this morning, and now he's gone to Lishan?" Luo Caiguang's eyes blazed with fire as he shouted loudly.

"Yan Gaojin, don't try to pressure me with the Hundred Leaf Sect. Your son severed my cousin's feet; if you don't hand him over today, don't blame me for leveling your Yan Clan."

Although Luo Caiyang spoke in a measured, leisurely tone, every word was laced with thorns.

"Young Master Caiyang, I am telling the truth. My Hua'er has indeed gone to the Hundred Leaf Sect. If you want to find him, go to Lishan."

Yan Gaojin had never felt so stifled in his life, but hindered by the Luo Clan's immense power, he dared not lash out too fiercely and could only cup his hands, replying coldly.

"Since that is the case, then today I shall have to punish you for failing to discipline your son."

Seeing this, Caiyang didn't waste any more breath. His figure suddenly surged, moving like a hunting leopard as he charged directly at Yan Gaojin.

"Audacious!" "How dare you!"

Thud, thud, thud.

The Yan Clan guards rose one after another to intercept him, only to be lightly pushed aside by Luo Caiguang's hands, tossed to either side like dead fish by Luo Caiyang.

These guards were mostly one or two-star Spirit General cultivators. To ordinary citizens or even average Spirit Scholars, they were naturally high and mighty, but to someone like the four-star Spirit Commander Caiyang, they were far too weak. Without the slightest effort, they were swatted to the sides by the eldest young master of the Luo Clan.

Let alone them, even Yan Gaojin, a five-star Spirit General, was no match at all. Seeing Luo Caiguang attack without a word, Yan Gaojin felt his heart tremble, thinking to himself that this brat from the Luo Clan was truly arrogant enough to kill someone inside his own home.

As his legs went weak, Yan Gaojin hurriedly shouted, "Father, save me!"

"Yan Gaojin, die! Golden Sand Palm!" Following a roar from Luo Caiyang, a massive golden palm suddenly appeared before the crowd.

Golden Sand Palm, a mid-grade metal-element spirit skill, possessed fierce power and an imposing aura.

Yan Gaojin retreated rapidly, his hands tracing several light shadows in front of his chest. He quickly condensed them into a palm seal, which was his signature move—the equally mid-grade spirit skill, Earth Element Seal.