My Ares Son-in-Law

Even though the Qingyang Sword Sect is in decline, it is still a martial arts sect that has dominated the western region for a hundred years. It has a profound foundation and possesses a complete set of protective formations and sect-specific techniques! Even a powerful figure like Ao Tianchen or a behemoth like the Lü family would have to pay a heavy price to destroy the Qingyang Sword Sect!

A mere lad in his early twenties? Daring to spout such nonsense? It's utterly ridiculous!
Zhao Ruixiang's laughter abruptly stopped, his face instantly turning icy cold as he commanded sternly, "Zhao Huan, Zhao Peng, Zhao Bei, listen to my orders! Since this stubborn fellow refuses to speak, you will take three hundred disciples and guard the mountain gate! Cripple his master, who 'annihilated the Qingyang Sword Sect with a flick of his finger'! I want to see whether this dog is tougher on the tongue or his master is tougher on the bones!"

"Yes, sir!" The three men clasped their hands in obeisance and turned to step out the door.

As Elder Hai gazed at the almost insane, ferocious flames in his father's eyes, an ominous premonition surged within him like a tidal wave, nearly engulfing him.

The young man named Xiao Chen, though barely in his early twenties, always gave her a sense of unfathomable horror... like a bottomless abyss lurking beneath a calm sea, seemingly undisturbed on the surface, but with terrifying undercurrents capable of swallowing everything beneath.

However, before the three could even step out of the secret room...

"Boom...!!!"

A deafening roar erupted, accompanied by the piercing sound of shattering wood and stone, suddenly blasting from the front courtyard of the Qingyang Sword Sect's ancestral home! The entire secret chamber trembled violently, dust rained down from the ceiling, and the ground shook as if an earthquake had struck!
The next second, to everyone's horrified gaze, the two heavy mountain gates, passed down for centuries and made of millennia-old ironwood, were as if struck head-on by an ancient behemoth. They twisted and deformed, tearing apart the door frames and transforming into two dark shadows that blotted out the sky. With a mournful howl, they smashed through the carved screens and solid wood tables and chairs in the front hall, "Bang...!!"

Two deafening thuds crashed heavily onto the entrance to the corridor leading to the secret chamber, sending shards of stone and wood flying, blocking Zhao Bei and the other two's path!
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, two figures were thrown in like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily onto the wrecked ground with a dull cracking sound.

It was the two inner disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect guarding the mountain gate!
At this moment, their chests were deeply caved in, their ribs were shattered into dust, blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed from their mouths, their eyes were wide open, and they were barely breathing, clinging to life with only their last breath!

Dead!

Absolute silence enveloped the entire secret room like ice!
Everyone from the Qingyang Sword Sect was dumbfounded, their minds blank, as if they had been struck by an invisible hammer. Someone actually... dared to cause trouble at the Qingyang Sword Sect's ancestral home? Dared to force their way in with such violence and humiliation?! This was the ultimate trampling on a century-old sect!

As the smoke and dust dissipated, a tall and aloof figure slowly entered the public eye, stepping over the wood chips and pebbles scattered on the ground.

The young man was dressed in a pure black outfit, his wispy hair was blown slightly upwards by the murderous aura, and his face was as cold and sharp as if carved by a knife and axe, without any superfluous expression.

His eyes were as deep as a frozen pool, unmoved by any ripples, yet they conveyed a kind of indifference and contempt as if looking down upon ants.

Beneath his high, straight nose, his thin lips were pressed tightly together into a cold, straight line.

He stood there casually, his hands behind his back, but a layer of dark, malevolent energy, almost invisible to the naked eye, surrounded him, distorting the surrounding air as if it were a tangible substance, causing the air pressure in the entire secret room to suddenly plummet to the bottom!

The invisible pressure was like mercury spilling onto the ground, penetrating everywhere, making every Qingyang Sword Sect expert in the secret room feel suffocated, their hearts pounding like drums, as if an invisible giant hand was choking them, making it as difficult as climbing to heaven to even move a finger!

Xiao Chen!

His gaze, sharp as an icy blade, instantly locked onto Lin Zhenghao, who lay on the ground, barely breathing. The dried blood, the twisted limbs, the horrifying injuries… every inch of him burned like a red-hot iron into his eyes!
A boundless rage, dormant for millennia, erupted from Xiao Chen's chest like a volcano! For the first time, a raging fire, capable of burning everything, ignited in his icy eyes, and the surrounding air seemed to ignite as his murderous aura surged!
He stepped forward.

"Boom!"

The blue bricks beneath his feet trembled, and several fine, spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread out from the point where he landed. The entire secret chamber trembled slightly, and dust fell in a flurry!

Those eyes, burning with fury and icy coldness, slowly swept across every face in the secret chamber—faces filled with astonishment, fear, or feigned composure. The voice, though not loud, was like the judgment of the deepest hell, carrying an unquestionable and inviolable supreme authority that resounded deep within the souls of everyone present.

"Who did it?"

"stand out."

No one answered.

Time seemed to freeze, and only heavy, suppressed breathing could be heard in the secret room, intertwined with Lin Zhenghao's weak panting.

Xiao Chen took another step forward.

"Crack!"

The solid blue brick floor shattered with a crash, leaving a clear and deep footprint, with the edges of the bricks and stones crumbling and scattering!
"Who did it!"

"Step forward!!!"

The second question, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, swept through the entire secret chamber with overwhelming rage and killing intent! The air temperature plummeted, the cold biting to the bone. Several Qingyang Sword Sect disciples with slightly weaker cultivation could no longer hold on, their legs buckled, and they almost collapsed to the ground, their teeth chattering uncontrollably!
"presumptuous!"

Zhao Ruixiang finally recovered from his extreme shock and humiliation, his old face turning bright red and then purple. He had actually been momentarily stunned by the imposing manner of a mere child—this was an utter disgrace to him! He roared, forcefully channeling his inner energy to bolster his aura, and stepped forward, glaring angrily at Xiao Chen:

"You little beast! I was just about to send someone to arrest you, and you came to my door to die! Tell me! Did you kill Li Sheng, the brother-in-law of Chief Ao Tianchen?!"

Xiao Chen slowly raised his head.

That gaze was cold, sharp, and indifferent, like an eagle soaring through the sky locking onto its struggling prey on the ground, carrying a contemptuous look down upon the dust.

He met Zhao Ruixiang's fierce gaze and took a step forward for the third time.

The footsteps landed firmly, the voice calm and even, yet carrying a startling decisiveness and arrogance that echoed clearly in the deathly silent chamber:

"I killed him."

"so what?"

"..."

In an instant, you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's expressions froze, their pupils dilating in disbelief as they stared at the young man in black in the center of the room. He admitted it? Just like that, so casually, even with a hint of provocation... he admitted it?!
Even if he really did it, how dare he? How could he be so reckless?! Doesn't he know that the person he's acknowledging is the uncrowned king of the Western Region's martial arts world, Ao Tianchen, who can destroy countless families and cause death with a mere flick of his finger?! (End of Chapter)