My Ares Son-in-Law

"Crack..."

The call was abruptly disconnected, leaving only a busy tone on the receiver.

It was Qin Shanyue's voice! Xiao Chen recognized it instantly. That cold tone, that innate arrogance and ruthlessness, there was no mistake!

Xiao Chen's face instantly darkened, and the killing intent around him intensified...

He knew perfectly well that Qin Shanyue's words meant he had discovered the War God Alliance, and those War God Alliance experts who were secretly monitoring him must have met with misfortune and were likely in grave danger.

He slowly raised his head, looked at Di Tianyan, and said in a cold voice, "From today onwards, there is no need to send anyone to monitor Qin Shanyue."

Di Tianyan was taken aback, his face full of doubt, and he subconsciously asked, "Alliance Leader, why? If we don't keep an eye on him, how can we track his movements and find an opportunity to deal with him?"

A cold glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, his killing intent palpable, as he spoke, word by word:

"Because I will go to the capital to find him myself!"
Now, your core task is not to monitor Qin Shanyue, but to investigate where my wife, Jiang Meng, is being held. This is of paramount importance, understand?

He knew in his heart that killing Qin Shanyue was only a matter of time and a minor matter; the most important thing was to find Jiang Meng and ensure her safety.

The reason he doesn't want to act rashly or rush to the capital right now is because he's afraid that his hasty actions will force Qin Shanyue to do something desperate and hurt Jiang Meng, which he will then regret.

Afterwards, Xiao Chen explained the arrangements for the next few days to Di Tianyan in detail, and instructed him to do his best to find out Jiang Meng's whereabouts and report any news immediately.

After giving his instructions, he didn't linger. He turned around and went straight upstairs, pushed open the door to his room on the third floor, and slammed it shut, shutting out all the noise and disturbance.

Inside the room, Xiao Chen sat down cross-legged, and spiritual energy instantly spread around him. The rich spiritual energy surged into his body like a tide. With a thought, he instantly stepped into his inner immortal mansion and went straight into the Soul Tower.

Inside the Soul Tower, Mo Lihai, already clad in armor and holding a jade pipa, waited there with a cold expression and a dense aura of killing intent surrounding him.

"Boy, for the next three days, you only need to do one thing... kill me." Mo Lihai's icy voice echoed within the Soul Tower, carrying an undeniable authority.

His gaze was sharp as he stared at Xiao Chen, his tone heavy, each word firm and resounding:

"There's no need to hold back; just give it your all."

I know you are very strong and are improving quickly, but I don't have time to help you hone your skills slowly.

You must exert all your strength to improve yourself within these three days, because the enemies you will face in the future are far more terrifying than you can imagine—those Prison Clan…

They were just their experimental subjects, not worth mentioning at all.

Before he finished speaking, Mo Lihai instantly unleashed an extremely intense killing intent, his figure shooting out like an arrow released from a bow, his killing intent soaring to the sky.

The jade pipa in his hand trembled slightly, and a terrifying power instantly swept through the entire Soul Tower!

……

Meanwhile, in the capital, inside a magnificent yet somewhat mysterious palace, the lights were on, and the atmosphere was solemn. A middle-aged man sat on the throne at the highest point of the palace, carefully wiping a long sword in his hand. His movements were gentle, yet carried an indescribable chill.

This sword is entirely crimson, with a faint aura of spiritual energy swirling around its blade. It is radiant and dazzling, with a sharp edge that is clearly a peerless sword. Its quality is even comparable to Xiao Chen's Reverse Scale Sword, and its power is boundless.

The middle-aged man's expression was extremely cold, his face stern. Although he did not deliberately release any aura, he already gave people a sense of danger that penetrated to the bone, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.

He is Qin Shanyue! The ruthless character who severely injured Jiang Meng, hunted her down, and has just appeared in the capital. He is also one of the top experts of the Qin family in the capital!

Qin Shanyue slightly raised his fingertips, and his slender index finger gently flicked the spine of the crimson longsword.

A clear and sharp sword sound suddenly rang out, with extremely strong penetrating power, echoing for a long time in the empty hall, the lingering sound reverberating.

With the sound of the sword, a visible, invisible ripple slowly spread out from the longsword.

Wherever it passed, the surrounding spiritual energy trembled slightly, fully demonstrating the sharpness of the peerless sword and Qin Shanyue's formidable strength.

Below the main hall, an elderly man with white hair and a hunched back was kneeling on both knees, his head bowed and his whole body trembling slightly.

His eyes were filled with undisguised fear, so deep that he didn't dare to breathe, as if the person sitting in front of him was not a person, but a terrifying demon god.

"Sir, the matter you asked me to investigate has yielded results."

The old man spoke cautiously, his voice hoarse and trembling with barely concealed tremor.

"The people who were following you today all came from the Western Region, but I haven't been able to find out their exact origins yet."

The background of this group is almost entirely blank; they seem to have appeared out of thin air, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Qin Shanyue slowly raised his head, his icy gaze sweeping over the old man below. A mocking sneer curled at the corner of his lips, his tone filled with disdain and ruthlessness, each word falling like an ice pick:

"In all these years, no one has ever dared to follow me, Qin Shanyue. Are those good-for-nothings in the Western Region tired of living? Don't they want to live anymore?"

He paused, his tone growing increasingly cold, carrying an unyielding resolve:
"Continue the investigation! At all costs, once we find out the background of those people and the person in charge behind them, we must eliminate all related people and forces, leaving no one alive!"
Even women, children, and the elderly will not be tolerated!

The old man trembled with fear and quickly kowtowed, agreeing, "Yes, Your Majesty! I will investigate as soon as possible and will not delay the matter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something. A thought struck him, and mustering his courage, with a hint of curiosity, he cautiously asked:
"My lord, if I may be so bold as to ask, why have you suddenly returned to the capital? You haven't set foot in the capital for many years. Is there something important that you have to do now that you've suddenly returned?"

A cold glint flashed in Qin Shanyue's eyes, and his aura instantly became even colder. He slowly sheathed the crimson longsword in his hand.

With a sudden clench of his five fingers, an invisible and terrifying force burst forth, and a deep gash appeared on the arm of the old man kneeling below, from which blood gushed out instantly, staining his sleeve red.

Then, Qin Shanyue's calm voice rang out, devoid of any emotion, yet carrying a deadly pressure:
"You talk too much. If it weren't for the fact that you've served me for many years and are still somewhat useful, you would be dead by now."

The old man's face turned deathly pale instantly; he was terrified and repeatedly kowtowed, begging for mercy. His forehead slammed against the ground, quickly drawing blood, and his entire body was drenched in cold sweat. (End of Chapter)