Bai Yifan's Killing Intent!

Bai Yifan's Killing Intent! Smash! Smash!!~~

Deep within a grand, sprawling family estate, piercing sounds of shattering erupted one after another. Celadon tea cups and precious ornaments crashed viciously onto the bluestone floor, breaking into pieces as shards scattered everywhere.

Servants passing through the courtyard, inside and out, all fell silent as cicadas in winter. They lowered their heads and hurried away, scarcely daring to breathe.

Inside the hall, Bai Yifan's face was twisted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, his chest heaving violently. The fury in his heart nearly burned away his reason.

"Shen Qinglan! You damned bitch!"

"For the sake of a mere Chen An, you dared humiliate me like this!"

He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. The scene of Shen Qinglan berating him in broad daylight and making him lose face before everyone churned through his mind again and again, his hatred soaring to the heavens.

At last, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out icy killing intent through the gaps between them:

"Chen An! This is all because of you!"

"I will kill you!!"

A worthless bottom-feeder at Qi Condensation Level Two—what gave him the right to be protected by Shen Qinglan, to ruin his plans time and again?!

Did he really think that with Shen Qinglan protecting him, Bai Yifan could do nothing to him within the county?!

Since he did not want to keep things decent, then Bai Yifan would help him be decent!

A bone-chilling gleam flashed across Bai Yifan's face, his viciousness laid bare. Then he called out, "Someone!"

Hurried footsteps suddenly drew near, and the door was violently pushed open. An elderly man clad in dark fitted martial attire entered with a bow.

His waist and back were straight, his expression solemn. A faint but intimidating aura radiated from his body; clearly, his cultivation was far from ordinary.

He lowered his head and awaited orders, his voice respectful and deep. "Second Young Master!"

Bai Yifan slowly walked to the window and gazed at the streets and alleys shrouded in night. A cold curve touched his lips as he spoke word by word, killing intent thick in his voice. "Take care of Chen An from the county academy."

"Second Young Master, the major examination is only three days away. To deal with a registered county academy student at a time like this..."

Hearing the order, the old man frowned slightly. He then raised his head to look at Bai Yifan, his tone carrying cautious dissuasion.

"With the county examination imminent, the authorities and county academy are conducting strict patrols, and martial constables are stationed everywhere. If we rashly strike at a registered student and it is exposed, the Bai Family will not escape accountability. It may even affect your county examination, Second Young Master. The loss would outweigh the gain."

Though the Bai Family was a local prominent family in Wurong County with considerable foundations, they still did not dare openly violate the county academy's rules or disregard the laws of the authorities.

Killing a student on the eve of the major examination was a grave taboo. It could easily trigger a thorough investigation and bring endless trouble afterward.

Bai Yifan's expression darkened instantly, and the ferocity in his eyes deepened. He let out a cold snort.

"I do not want it done openly."

He turned around, his gaze sinister as he sneered. "Find people from outside. There is no need to kill him outright. Cripple his meridians, break his arms and legs, leave him severely injured and bedridden so that he misses the county examination."

"He is an orphan, with no one to rely on. So long as nothing happens, fine. Even if something does happen, at a critical juncture like the county examination, who would stand up for him?"

"The people above might even help us cover it up for the sake of their political achievements!"

"Besides, if it is done cleanly without leaving the slightest trace, who could trace it back to the Bai Family?"

Only then did the old man nod slightly. His expression turned contemplative before he slowly nodded again. "Second Young Master has considered everything thoroughly. This old servant was overthinking!"

After a brief pause, the old man hesitated before cautiously asking, "However, should this old servant inform the master about this matter?!"

Bai Yifan's brow instantly furrowed tightly, and ferocity surged in his eyes as he barked:

"No need!"

He stepped forward, his gaze harsh and menacing, his tone forceful beyond dispute. "Why should we disturb Father over dealing with a lowborn, contemptible county academy student?"

The old man weighed matters in his heart for a moment. He knew well that this young master was narrow-minded, held grudges, and fiercely protected his own. If he went against him, a severe rebuke would be unavoidable.

He bowed slightly and said in a deep voice, "This old servant understands. Then this old servant will make the arrangements!"

"Go. Before the county examination, I never want to see Chen An appear in the county academy again." A cold smile curled across Bai Yifan's lips.

Host: Chen An

Age: 17

Aptitude: Mid-grade Martial Bone

Cultivation: Houtian Realm (Late Stage)

Current Balance: 12

"Sure enough, spending money is easy, but earning it is hard!"

"It has only been how long, and more than two hundred Yuan Crystals are already gone!"

Looking at the mere 12 Yuan Crystals left on the system panel, Chen An could not help throwing back his head with a long sigh, his heart aching terribly.

One had to know that without spending them on the system, that amount of Yuan Crystals, if used frugally, would have been enough to ensure he lacked no money for the next ten years.

But painful as it was, he did not regret it.

Without the system, with his mid-grade Martial Bone aptitude, he would have been trapped in the Qi Condensation Realm for the rest of his life. Not to mention that he was now a late-stage Houtian Realm martial artist.

With his current strength, whether he went beyond the city to hunt ferocious beasts or served as a guard for the city's prominent families and wealthy merchants, earning several hundred or even a thousand Yuan Crystals a year would be effortless.

A mere three hundred Yuan Crystals in exchange for late-stage Houtian Realm strength.

This deal was a blood-soaked profit with no loss at all!

"Forget it. If I am going all in, I might as well go all in completely!"

"System, put all my remaining balance into Mountain-Crushing Force!"

Mountain-Crushing Force was a mid-grade Profound-tier martial skill. It was said that once cultivated to perfection, it could shatter a small mountain with a single punch. It was a Profound-tier martial skill Shen Zongyue had specially given him after learning that he had broken through the Qi Condensation Realm.

In the Great Luo Dynasty, martial cultivation methods and martial skills were divided, from low to high, into four grades: Yellow, Profound, Earth, and Heaven.

Among them, Yellow-tier cultivation methods and martial skills corresponded to the Body Realm; Profound-tier ones corresponded to the Qi Condensation Realm and Houtian Realm; Earth-tier ones corresponded to the Xiantian Realm and Grandmaster Realm; while Heaven-tier ones corresponded to even stronger, more mysterious realms beyond the Grandmaster Realm.

Ordinary Profound-tier martial skills cost at least five thousand Yuan Crystals on the market.

As for the mid-grade Profound-tier Mountain-Crushing Force in his hands, it would cost at least ten thousand Yuan Crystals, perhaps even more.

Furthermore, the Great Luo Dynasty divided proficiency in cultivation methods and martial skills into four stages: Beginner, Minor Mastery, Major Mastery, and Perfection.

Generally speaking, for an ordinary Qi Condensation Realm martial artist to cultivate a Profound-tier martial skill, even a low-grade one, it would take at least a year to reach Beginner. As for Minor Mastery, it would take at least three to five years. Those with poorer comprehension might even need ten years.

He had possessed this copy of Mountain-Crushing Force for over a year already, yet he had still not truly reached Beginner.

Rumble!!~~

As his entire balance was deducted, Chen An suddenly felt his mind shake. Then, it was as though he had entered a space where emptiness stretched in every direction, practicing Mountain-Crushing Force within it.

Once, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times...

Beginner!

A hundred thousand times, a million times!

Minor Mastery!

It seemed as though more than a decade had passed, but in truth, it had only been an instant...