In the blink of an eye, Su Qingchou lost sight of his Third Younger Brother Su Qinghan.

“Qingchou, why are you still standing there? Run after him!” Su Yunhai’s furious voice rang from the hall.

Panicking, Su Qingchou dashed out of the clan residence, but when he looked around, his third younger brother Su Qinghan was nowhere to be seen.

On this day, news that the second young master of the Su Clan, Su Qingfeng, had his cultivation destroyed during the True Martial Contest spread across Dragon Abyss City, causing an uproar.

Three months ago, Su Qingchou, the eldest son of the Su Clan and a dazzling rising talent in Dragon Abyss City, was tragically eliminated.

Three months later, the second young master of the Su Clan was crippled in the imperial city of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Now, it was said that the third young master of the Su Clan, Su Qinghan, who had yet to embark on the path of cultivation, had run away from home, declaring that he would avenge his second elder brother, Su Qingfeng...

This was undoubtedly absurd.

The Su Clan became a laughingstock in the city after being cursed with one misfortune after another.

On this day, Su Yunhai, the head of the Su Clan, fell ill from anger and distress, casting an even darker shadow over the entire Su Clan.

Su Qingchou, the eldest son of the Su Clan, was entrusted with the responsibility of temporarily overseeing and managing all clan affairs.

Although no internal strife had broken out within the Su Clan, all major forces in Dragon Abyss City knew that if they failed to overcome this crisis, it was highly likely to fall into decline.

Realizing this, those who had previously proposed marriage alliances with the Su Clan immediately visited the clan to return betrothal gifts and conceal the engagement agreements.

Forces that once had good relations with the Su Clan also severed ties with them, fearing they might be affected by the Su Clan’s misfortune.

Gilding the lily was easy, but delivering coal to someone’s doorstep in the snow was…difficult!

On that day, Su Qingchou, who was temporarily in charge of the Su Clan, felt an overwhelming sense of pressure, worry, and sorrow like never before.

Why had the Su Clan fallen to such a state?

This day marked the fourth month since Lin Xun arrived in the True Martial World.

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The vast territory of the Great Qian Dynasty encompassed numerous cities.

If Lin Xun still possessed the power of the Supreme Quasi-Emperor Stage, he could travel across the Great Qian Dynasty and back in mere moments.

Unfortunately, in his current state, after four months of training, he had only reached the fifth layer of the True Martial Stage, Essence Refining. He couldn’t even fly, let alone teleport.

Therefore, he had to travel by horseback.

After half a month of crossing mountains and rivers, he finally arrived, weary and travel-worn, at the heart of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The imperial city.

The grand and flourishing imperial city astonished any outsider, making them feel small and insignificant and humbled.

However, in the eyes of Lin Xun…

It was just a bustling city, far inferior to the Forbidden City of the Ziyao Empire.

After all, the strongest in this world was only at the ninth layer of the True Martial Stage, and ninety percent of the population consisted of ordinary people.

Simply put, it was a world of mortals.

On the second day after entering the imperial city, Lin Xun spent thirty taels of silver to find out the information he wanted to know.

In the fourth round of the True Martial Contest, the one who destroyed Su Qingfeng’s cultivation was Qian Yuanba, the seventh prince of the Great Qian Dynasty.

A character whose cultivation had reached the pinnacle of Big Cycle, the eighth layer of the True Martial Stage.

In the Great Qian Dynasty, Qian Yuanba was ranked fifth among the Ten Great Talents.

He was considered one of the strongest in the imperial family of the Great Qian Dynasty, surpassing even some members of the older generation.

It was no surprise—the speed at which young people rose to power always surpassed that of the older generation.

The True Martial Stage was the highest cultivation stage, limiting the lifespan of cultivators in this world to generally just around a hundred years. Even those who had reached the ninth layer of the True Martial Stage were unable to achieve immortality.

Anyone who knew this would likely abandon any thought of revenge against a fearsome figure like Qian Yuanba.

However, Lin Xun had slaughtered countless Emperors before, so how could he possibly care about a…mere True Martial Stage cultivator?

On the fifth day since coming to the imperial city.

His cultivation broke through to the sixth layer of the True Martial Stage, Blood Igniting.

It was also on this day that the fifth round of the True Martial Contest began. A total of three hundred young talents, selected from various cities of the Great Qian Dynasty, gathered in the imperial city.

Early in the morning.

A massive arena was set up in the imperial city, and three hundred young men and women from all over the kingdom waited nearby, ready for the contest.

In the fifth round of selection, thirty participants would be chosen out of the three hundred competitors.

The competition was intense, and every young participant wore expressions of solemnity, nervousness and anticipation.

Among them, Qian Yuanba was the only one seated on a throne, appearing carefree and at ease.

He was dressed in a bright yellow python robe and wore a feathered crown on his head. His physique was powerful and imposing, and his eyes emitted sharp glimmers of light with every movement.

“Boring, how boring…”

Qian Yuanba sighed, exuding an air of disdain as if looking down on all the participants.

The participants nearby didn’t dare to utter a word, nor did they have the courage to meet Qian Yuanba’s gaze.

In the previous rounds, every participant assigned as the Seventh Prince’s opponent had their cultivation destroyed without exception!

In fact, several unlucky ones were even killed during their battles!

This made Qian Yuanba the most feared person in the contest. He was not only ruthless but also had a violent temper.

“It is time, the fifth round begins now!”

A commanding voice echoed through the imperial city under the glow of the morning sun, raising the spirits of all the contestants.

“It should have started long ago.”

Qian Yuanba stretched his body, rose from the throne, and swept his gaze across the other contestants with a playful glint in his eyes, as if he was choosing his next prey.

Many people shuddered uncomfortably;some were angry, feeling their dignity had been trampled on, but none dared to challenge him.

“Now, it’s time to draw lots.”

A middle-aged man in a luxurious robe came forward and announced in a deep voice.

“I’ll go first.”

Qian Yuanba took the lead and walked forward to draw the first lot.

To everyone’s surprise, at this moment, a calm voice rang from the entrance of the imperial city, “No need to draw lots, I will be your opponent.”

The entrance gate of the imperial city was guarded by a group of soldiers, but a sudden commotion sent them scattering in all directions.

Right after that, a tall figure came over.

Everyone narrowed their eyes.

This is the imperial city, the core of the Great Qian Dynasty. Who would be so bold to come cause trouble?

“Come, capture the bastard who broke in without permission!” The middle-aged man in the luxurious robe thundered.

Immediately, a group of heavily armoured imperial guards surged out like a tide.

“Wait!”

Qian Yuanba waved his hand, signalling them to stop, then he turned to the tall figure approaching from afar, and asked with a stern expression, “Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?”

“Su Qinghan from Dragon Abyss City.”

The tall figure was of course Lin Xun. “Su Qingfeng is my second elder brother.”

Those words sparked another commotion. Naturally, the participants knew who Su Qingfeng was, and they also knew that his cultivation was destroyed by Qian Yuanba in the previous round!

“Su Qingfeng?”

Qian Yuanba thought for a moment, then his expression lit up with realization, “Oh that piece of trash. Then does that mean you’re here to avenge that piece of trash?”

His voice carried a mix of amusement, disdain, and a hint of surprise, as if he hadn’t expected anyone in this world to be unafraid of death.

“Your Highness, this person had disrupted the order and interfered with the assessment. It is best to capture him as soon as possible.” The middle-aged man reminded him.

“Wait.”

Qian Yuanba waved his hand and smiled wickedly. “Since that guy has the guts to seek revenge, I’ll give him the chance to be turned into trash!”

With a roar, he charged forward and swung a fist brimming with killing intent.

Boom!

As the powerful fist struck out, it faintly carried dao intent and aura, raising its force and power to an entirely new level.

All the participants who witnessed the scene couldn’t help but gasp inwardly.

This was Qian Yuanba, one of the Ten Great Talents of the Great Qian Dynasty. At just seventeen years old, he had already grasped a hint of profound secrets of dao intent.

Lin Xun paused. Facing the incoming punch, his expression remained unshaken, and he made no visible effort to block or avoid it.

Qian Yuanba’s eyes flashed with disdain and disappointment.

Is he too frightened to move? Pathetic! If I had known this, I would not have taken action myself…

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a sudden sharp pain shot through his wrist, as if it were caught by an iron clamp. That was when he realized Lin Xun’s hand was firmly gripping his wrist.

Under the eyes of everyone, Qian Yuanba’s punch halted just one foot away from Lin Xun, unable to advance any further!

Everyone’s pupils shrank.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Lin Xun asked nonchalantly, his composure unshaken, standing perfectly still.

On the other hand, Qian Yuanba’s face turned crimson, struggling to break free from Lin Xun’s grip, no matter how hard he tried.

“Get lost!”

His muscles bulged, exuding an unparalleled ferocious aura. Suddenly, he swung his left hand, aiming a punch at Lin Xun.

The punch was like a sudden thunderbolt—powerful, swift, and domineering.

Before the punch got halfway, Lin Xun seized his wrist again, rendering him unable to move an inch.

All of a sudden, Qian Yuanba’s expression dramatically changed.

Bang!

Lin Xun shook both hands and simultaneously kicked out, sending Qian Yuanba’s powerful body flying through the air before smashing into the ground over ten feet away, landing face first in an utterly humiliating manner.

Audible gasps rang out. It felt like a dream. Qian Yuanba was one of the Ten Great Talents of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Now, he looked pathetic!

“Do you accept defeat? If not, come on.”

Lin Xun crooked his finger, motioning for Qian Yuanba to come closer.

“I’m going to kill you.”

Qian Yuanba was seething with rage, or rather, he couldn’t believe that he would be defeated so quickly.

Boom!

His body moved like a tiger emerging from the mountains as he unleashed a lethal combat art. His palms radiated a dazzling golden luster, bursting with ferocious power.

Bang!

Lin Xun launched a powerful kick. Qian Yuanba came charging in quickly but was sent flying even faster. He somersaulted several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, his face bruised and blood spurting from his mouth.

The atmosphere turned dead silent.

Shock filled everyone’s hearts.

How could Su Qinghan, a mere teenager, possess such heaven-defying strength?

They had no idea that within Su Qinghan’s body was an unimaginably terrifying ‘old monster,’ a soul that possessed a cultivation of the perfect Supreme Quasi-Emperor Stage!

In truth, considering Lin Xun’s age, he was indeed an old monster compared to those young men and women in their teens...