In High Spirits, Suppressing the Hu Residence

Boom!!!

The Innate True Qi inside Lin Ye surged rapidly, finally reaching a critical point. Then he broke through a minor realm, reaching the Innate Realm Ninth Layer.

Lin Ye woke up in a daze, feeling that his strength had increased considerably. He sensed the Innate True Qi in his body. "Oh, I broke through. No wonder I woke up so early this time."

He stretched and loosened up. At the very least, he had to get control of his body after the breakthrough, so he wouldn't have trouble controlling his strength. This counted as working hard at cultivation too, right?

Mm, definitely. He thought he was still working very hard.

"Dongfang Bai, Dongfang Rou, Ye Chen... those disciples are getting closer and closer to the True Qi Realm. Once they all break through to the True Qi Realm, there's a good chance I can seize the opportunity to break through to the Grandmaster Realm above Innate in one go."

He was looking forward to the Grandmaster Realm. He used to think he was formidable, but after learning that the Supreme Simplicity Sect had Grandmasters and even Great Grandmasters, he naturally had to work a little harder. No, he had to get his disciples to work hard at breaking through, so he could break through to the Grandmaster Realm.

"Master."

His fifth disciple Han Bing's voice came from outside the door.

"Han Bing, come in."

Lin Ye's voice reached Han Bing's ears, and Han Bing walked in.

"What did you need me for?" Lin Ye was still lying there and hadn't gotten up.

Han Bing scratched his head and said sheepishly, "Master, I'd like to go home for a visit."

"Home? I remember you telling me your family seemed to have sold you to the Hu Household, didn't they?" Lin Ye wasn't sure whether he remembered correctly.

"That's true, but it was because the Hu Household was powerful and my family had no choice. That's why I want to go back for a visit," Han Bing explained.

"Then go back."

Lin Ye agreed.

"Thank you, Master."

Han Bing took his leave, returned to his quarters to pack a few things, and told his eldest senior brother and Dongfang Rou about the situation. Then he left the Black-Yellow Sect and headed for Spirit Yang City.

Spirit Yang City.

Deep in an alley, Han Bing stood and knocked on a door. Soon, a stranger came out.

"Is this the Han Household?"

"The Han Household? No. The Hans sold this place. I heard they left Spirit Yang City. They've all been gone a very, very long time."

"What?!"

Han Bing's eyes widened. His family had run off.

No wonder his family hadn't come to see him at the Hu Residence in the past two years. He had thought the Hu Household's third young miss wouldn't let them visit, but they had actually run off right after selling him.

"Ah, forget it. That's only to be expected. There are still the second, third, fourth, and fifth children at home. I was born with a cold constitution and don't have much strength. It's only natural they thought I was a burden."

Han Bing left, but he didn't leave Spirit Yang City. He had one more thing to do: take revenge.

He was now a True Qi Realm martial artist, and the Hu Household had only one True Qi Realm ancestor. He had long since made inquiries: the Hu Household's True Qi Realm ancestor was only at the second or third layer of the True Qi Realm. The Hu Household's people couldn't compare to him in martial arts or cultivation methods. That Hu Household ancestor was very weak in his eyes, and he had no need to fear him. Even if the Hu Household ancestor returned, Han Bing could easily defeat him.

The Hu Residence.

Hu Miaomiao, the Hu Household's third young miss, was smashing things in the residence. "A bunch of trash! It's been this long, and you still can't find out where my husband is?"

"Young miss, Young Master Han Bing joined a sect, but we don't even know which one. Besides, we can't investigate what goes on in those sects!" several guards said, trembling.

"Trash, get lost!"

Hu Miaomiao was so angry that the flesh on her face quivered dozens of times, sending ripples through the air. The servants shuddered at the sight.

Hidden in the shadows, Han Bing saw this and thought that Hu Miaomiao had grown even fatter, at least a few dozen jin heavier. Was she stacking armor?

"I've already joined a sect, and this Hu Miaomiao is still looking for me."

If a beauty as lovely as a flower missed him this much and had a somewhat better temper, he would have given in. But the Hu Household's third young miss was truly inhuman. She had no regard for his frail body, and even when they did that, she insisted he be on the bottom. How could he have endured it? Fortunately, the Hu Household's third young miss hadn't been this fat back then, or he reckoned he wouldn't have lived to meet his master.

Han Bing was still somewhat afraid of Hu Miaomiao, perhaps because of the psychological scar she had left. Even so, he gritted his teeth and used the Demonic Shadow Clone Technique, turning into an afterimage and landing in front of her.

"Husband!!!!"

Delighted, Hu Miaomiao ran straight toward Han Bing like a meatball war chariot charging at him. An ordinary person would have been killed outright by the collision.

"I'm not your husband!" Han Bing moved, seized Hu Miaomiao's arm, and hurled her away. Her body slammed straight into a house, knocking it down.

"Third young miss!"

Several servants went to check on the third young miss, while the guards surrounded Han Bing but didn't dare attack. It wasn't that they were afraid of him; without the third young miss's orders, they didn't dare attack him.

Hu Miaomiao walked out of the shattered house. She had suffered some injuries, but they weren't serious. Her thick layer of fat had absorbed the impact.

"Husband, you can hit me, just don't leave!"

Hu Miaomiao came over again.

Han Bing was speechless. He gave Hu Miaomiao another series of beatings, but he didn't actually kill her. Things between them hadn't reached the point of murder. Before long, she looked as though the beating had added dozens of jin of flesh to her body.

The other guards naturally wouldn't allow Han Bing to beat Hu Miaomiao and came forward to stop him. Han Bing easily inflicted serious injuries on them, leaving them sprawled on the ground, unable to get up.

The servants had naturally long since reported what was happening to the Hu Household's third young miss to the other members of the household.

Soon, the head of the Hu Household and the others arrived, along with the Hu Household's ancestor, the True Qi Realm martial artist Hu Xu.

"Great-grandfather, please save Miaomiao!" the Hu Household head hurriedly pleaded.

Hu Xu was furious. Someone actually dared attack the Hu Household—he was courting death. Hu Xu summoned his True Qi and attacked Han Bing.

Han Bing sneered, gathering True Qi on his palm and unleashing the power of the White Bone Claw. His hand tore through the air, instantly breaking through the Hu Household ancestor's martial art and shattering his True Qi shield before closing around his throat.

The Hu Household ancestor, Hu Xu, instantly lost the ability to resist and was left at Han Bing's mercy.

"Han Bing, don't kill our ancestor." The Hu Household head lost his nerve and hurriedly dropped to his knees. He had never imagined that Han Bing, once so timid and good for nothing apart from his somewhat unusual constitution, would grow so powerful. Had he known, he would have treated Han Bing better back then and had his daughter lose some weight. Perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Han Bing didn't kill Hu Xu. He casually flung him dozens of meters away, then said mildly, "You must compensate me for the grievances and harm I suffered in your Hu Household over those two years."

"We'll certainly compensate you!"

Hu Xu got up and came over, hastily giving his assurance.

Lying on the ground, Hu Miaomiao seemed to want to say something else. Her lips seemed to be forming the word "Husband..."

Terrified that Hu Miaomiao would say the wrong thing, Hu Xu immediately had someone cover her much thicker mouth.