My Ares Son-in-Law

"it is good!"

Ao Tianchen slammed his palm heavily on his shoulder, the force as heavy as a mountain, almost shattering his shoulder blade! He Yongnian groaned, enduring the blow head-on, but dared not show the slightest change in expression.

"I'll give you two days." Ao Tianchen's voice was icy cold. "I want to see him alive or dead. If you can't, you'll be buried with Li Sheng."

"Yes! Your subordinate obeys!" He Yongnian bowed and replied, veins bulging on his forehead, his back already ice-cold.

In the early hours of the morning, the upscale villa area was completely silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the night sky.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged in the spirit-gathering array's core in the villa's backyard, surrounded by a faint blue vortex of spiritual energy, almost invisible to the naked eye, swirling and coiling around him as if it were a tangible substance. Strands of spiritual energy were absorbed into his body, tempering his meridians and refining his dantian, and his cultivation was steadily improving at a visible pace.

Just then, a sudden phone vibration broke the surrounding silence.

Xiao Chen frowned and opened his eyes, a hint of displeasure flashing in his dark eyes. He flicked his finger, and the phone on the stone table seemed to come alive, flying into the air and landing steadily in his hand.

Upon seeing the caller ID display "He Yongnian," a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and pressed the answer button.

“Mr. Xiao!” On the other end of the phone, He Yongnian’s voice was urgent, as if it would burst through the receiver. He spoke succinctly, “The photos have been sent to your email! Ao Tianchen held an emergency meeting today and has ordered a province-wide search for the person in the photos! The Qingyang Sword Sect seems to have become suspicious as well. Please be careful!”

The call ended abruptly as soon as he finished speaking.

Xiao Chen opened his email, and a picture popped up on the screen: his calm departing figure after killing Li Sheng that night. The photo was taken at a tricky angle, capturing his tall stature and unique gait, but his face was obscured.

A cold, playful smile curved his lips as he lightly tapped the screen with his fingertips.

What can a picture of someone's back prove?
Even if Ao Tianchen arrived with thousands of troops, let alone just a blurry photo of his back, what would he have to fear?
Rather, it's more accurate to say that this silhouette was deliberately left behind by him.

He wanted to drive the arrogant Ao Tianchen mad, to make him act irrationally and recklessly in a fit of rage. Then, he would have ample reason to personally clean up the mess in the western region and crush all those who stood in his way!

Just then, my phone vibrated again, and the caller ID showed "Wang Li".

Xiao Chen answered the phone, and Wang Li's voice, full of probing and worry, came through the receiver. He kept reminding him to be careful of Ao Tianchen's revenge and asked if he needed the Wang family's help.

Xiao Chen listened for a few minutes, gave a perfunctory reply in a flat tone, then hung up the phone, turned it off, and tossed it onto the stone table beside him with a soft "thud".

External turmoil may arise again, but to him, it is nothing more than fleeting smoke.

He closed his eyes again, and the vortex of spiritual energy around him accelerated its rotation once more. The calm and composed expression between his brows seemed to suggest that nothing in the world could disturb his Dao heart in the slightest.

Beneath the heavens and man, all are but ants. Ao Tianchen? Qingyang Sword Sect?

He was nothing more than a speck of dust on his path to the summit, easily crushed by his own hand.

Tonight, the western region is destined to be sleepless.

Ao Tianchen's thunderous rage transformed into an impenetrable net, completely enveloping the entire provincial capital!

Under the neon lights of the streets and alleys, countless figures dressed in black outfits and wearing standard short knives at their waists moved silently. Holding that blurry photo of their backs, they checked house to house, turning hotels and guesthouses upside down, and even passersby walking alone late at night could not escape questioning.

The authority of the new martial arts association's leader was on full display that night... The police gave way, the city management officers fell silent, and ordinary laws were rendered meaningless in the face of the martial artists' absolute power. For a time, panic gripped the city; no one dared to speculate about the source of this search force, and they could only cower indoors, praying that the furious bigwig would soon quell his thunderous wrath.

At the same moment, the council hall of the Qingyang Sword Sect was brightly lit, and the flickering candlelight illuminated faces filled with hidden agendas.

Zhao Ruixiang sat upright in the main seat, his face as solemn as iron. He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, making a dull sound: "The murder of Ao Tianchen's brother-in-law, Li Sheng, is a catastrophic crisis for us, but also an opportunity to rise to the top!"

He suddenly raised his hand, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, "Whoever can make the greatest contribution in this matter will be able to climb the big tree of the New Martial Arts Association, and from then on, the Qingyang Sword Sect will be able to do whatever it wants in the Western Region!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a suppressed commotion arose in the council hall, and many people's eyes flashed with greed.

Zhao Ruixiang raised his hand to suppress the commotion, and with a flick of his finger, the projection screen instantly switched to the photo of the back view that had shaken the entire western region. "Look carefully!" he said in a deep voice. "I feel like I've seen this shadow somewhere before, but I can't quite place it."

Everyone leaned forward, intently observing.

Zhao Bei glanced at it, her pupils suddenly contracted, she slammed her hand on the table, and abruptly stood up. Her face instantly filled with disbelief and shock, which then turned into a ferocious grin: "Sect Master! I remember now! This is the madman Xiao Chen who stormed into my Qingyang Sword Sect that day, injured my clansman, and dared to defy you in public! It's definitely him!"

The arrogant figure that Xiao Chen had when he arrived that day, looking down on the world and not taking the Qingyang Sword Sect seriously at all, now perfectly overlaps with the image on the screen!
Thinking of Xiao Chen's unscrupulous way of doing things, the chill in Zhao Bei's heart was instantly replaced by the pleasure of revenge... This kid has finally fallen into their hands!

"Oh?" A glint flashed in Zhao Ruixiang's eyes. Reminded by Zhao Bei, the fog in his mind instantly dissipated. That's right! It was Xiao Chen! That deep-seated, bone-chilling aloofness and arrogance—you couldn't find another like him in the world!
He suppressed his excitement and pretended to ponder, "Based on just a glimpse of his back, we can't be 100% certain. But this kid was able to easily break through my pressure, so his strength is indeed capable of killing Tie Xuan. The most crucial thing right now is to verify his whereabouts tonight."

"Verify my ass!" Zhao Bei stamped her foot impatiently, her eyes gleaming with greed. "Sect Master, who cares if it's true or not! Just tie this kid up and hand him over to Ao Tianchen! Better to kill the wrong person than let the guilty go free! Even if we kill the wrong person, Ao Tianchen will still owe our Qingyang Sword Sect a huge favor! I've long disliked that kid and that traitor Lin Zhenghao!"

Zhao Ruixiang slowly shook his head, a shrewd smile playing on his lips: "Which do you think Ao Tianchen would be more grateful for, delivering someone directly to his door or bringing him solid evidence and personally capturing and killing the murderer?"

Zhao Bei was taken aback, then suddenly realized, her excitement almost overflowing: "Of course it's the latter! If we can personally bring the real culprit who killed Li Sheng to his feet, the Qingyang Sword Sect will have grasped Ao Tianchen's lifeline. From now on, who in the Western Region can stand in our way?" (End of Chapter)