“Su Yun?” Ling Hu was momentarily stunned. The bare youth sprawled over the woman was none other than Su Yun, the heir of the Su family, the sworn enemy of the Ling family.
Su Yun, the grandson of the Su family’s patriarch, was exceptionally talented, surpassing other direct descendants. Four years ago, he was designated as the heir and groomed accordingly.
Ling Hu could never have imagined that this youth, caught in such a scandalous act, would be Su Yun.
“Su Yun, the grand heir of the Su family, reduced to such a state, sneaking into the wilderness for illicit thrills, haha…” Ling Hu’s laughter erupted, booming with thick sarcasm, echoing for who knows how many li.
Su Yun was livid, his lungs nearly exploding. He was already worried about others finding out, and now Ling Hu was shouting so loudly, humiliating him so blatantly!
“You, the abandoned son of the Ling family, go to hell!” Su Yun roared in fury, bellowing as he struck out with a palm towards the trio. A massive palm print, imbued with the peak power of a Martial King, blasted towards Ling Hu and his companions.
Su Yun was certain that this strike would reduce the once-stagnant Ling family heir candidate to a bloody pulp.
Ling Hu’s death wouldn’t be enough to atone for ruining his moment, but even killing him wouldn’t fully quench Su Yun’s hatred.
“Boom!”
Yet, to his shock, Ling Hu casually waved a hand, and the terrifying palm force was shattered.
The trio’s figures remained unscathed in his line of sight.
“How is this possible?” Su Yun was dumbfounded. Though he hadn’t used any martial technique, that was still a peak Martial King strike. How could a mere abandoned Ling family son, whose cultivation had stalled four years ago, possess such strength to effortlessly dispel his attack?
Even if Ling Hu had resumed his former cultivation speed, he couldn’t possibly have reached this level. After all, Su Yun was one of the top young powerhouses in this region.
Even the current Ling family heir paled in comparison to him.
“Heh, I didn’t expect your strength to be so pathetic. Four years have passed, and the so-called Su family’s top genius has fallen to such a state. Seems like you’ve spent these years chasing wild women,” Ling Hu sneered.
“You!” Su Yun was enraged, humiliated as the Su family’s heir and future patriarch.
With a wave of his hand, Su Yun hurriedly dressed himself, while the woman below quickly grabbed her clothes and put them on.
Being caught in such an act was utterly mortifying.
“Young Master Su, kill them, you must kill them,” the young woman said coldly, glaring at Lin Xiao and the others. She knew that if this got out, she was as good as dead.
“I won’t let them go,” Su Yun said icily.
The Ling and Su families were already at odds. If Ling Hu spread this, Su Yun’s reputation would be ruined, with dire consequences.
“Heh, pity, it seems the Su family’s heir doesn’t have what it takes!” Ling Hu mocked with disdain. Once, he could only swallow his pride before this Su heir, but now he wore a look of contempt.
At twenty-five or twenty-six, a peak Martial King, Su Yun’s talent and strength had been utterly outstripped.
“Hmph, I’ll make you die now, Void Slash!” Su Yun drew a gleaming longsword, unleashing a powerful martial technique. A dazzling sword beam shot forth, radiant with vast, unmatched power, slashing towards the trio.
Yet, Ling Hu slapped his palm down, and a massive palm force shattered the sword beam. The force continued downward, blasting onto Su Yun and the woman beside him.
Boom!
A stone forest dozens of zhang in radius was smashed down, leaving a massive palm print as dust billowed.
As the dust cleared, two bloodied figures appeared in Lin Xiao’s sight.
“How, how can you be so strong?” Su Yun’s face was filled with disbelief. The technique he’d just used was a core Su family martial skill, capable of holding its own against a First Layer Martial Venerable.
Yet, before Ling Hu, it was so easily crushed with a single palm.
He couldn’t fathom how someone nearly ruined by his own family four years ago could possess such immense power.
“What realm has your cultivation reached?” Su Yun couldn’t help but ask.
“Tch!” As he spoke, a powerful First Layer Martial Venerable aura poured from Ling Hu, making Su Yun and the gravely injured woman tremble.
“Martial Venerable, you’ve reached the Martial Venerable realm!” Su Yun’s heart shook, overwhelmed with shock.
Even he, in this region, was only matched by the Guo family’s heir. Having lingered at the Ninth Layer Martial King for a year or two, he hadn’t broken through to Martial Venerable.
Yet Ling Hu, nearly forgotten in this region, six or seven years younger than them, had surpassed them, stepping into the Martial Venerable realm.
“What kind of opportunity did you stumble upon to break through so fast?” Su Yun still couldn’t believe, or rather, couldn’t accept, the reality before him.
The woman beside him trembled, her eyes filled with terror.
If the other party was a Martial Venerable, didn’t that mean Su Yun couldn’t handle the trio?
Her fate would be death. Even if she escaped the trio, she couldn’t escape the Su or Cai families.
In a panic, she couldn’t believe her bad luck, encountering a Martial Venerable in such a secluded place.
At that moment, a killing intent descended, and a cold shout came from Ling Hu: “Want to know? Ask the ghosts below!”
With that, Ling Hu raised his palm, the terrifying force leaving Su Yun no chance to resist.
“No, you can’t kill me…” Su Yun screamed in terror, but before he finished, a loud boom rang out. Su Yun and the woman were reduced to bloody pulp.
Afterwards, Ling Hu swooped down, collecting their storage rings. Scanning the contents with his divine sense, a satisfied smile spread across his face: “As expected of the Su family’s heir, quite a haul!”
Lin Xiao merely nodded, not bothering to split the spoils with Ling Hu.
Ling Hu, newly returned to the Southeast Domain, urgently needed wealth to seize control of the Ling family and support its growth.
“Since your enemy has shown up, it seems we’re not far from your Ling family, are we?” Lin Xiao asked.
“Indeed, it’s close. Let’s go,” Ling Hu nodded, his face brimming with eager anticipation. The grudge of the Black Seal Poison from four years ago could finally be avenged today.
The mystery of his father’s disappearance awaited resolution.
With that, Lin Xiao and the others followed Ling Hu, soaring towards the Ling family’s location.
