The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

As they walked towards the inner courtyard, Jiang Xuan asked casually.

“Uncle Jiang, it seems that there is a lot of disagreement within your Beiguang Jiang clan about me, the ‘young master’.”

Jiang Dahong looked embarrassed and carefully chose his words.

"Young Master, you are wise... There are indeed some dissenting voices within the clan. After all... you have been away for too long, and many people do not know you well. However, as long as you can demonstrate sufficient strength and potential today, I believe many people's attitudes will change."

His words were vague and ambiguous.

But the meaning is clear—the Beiguang Jiang clan is still observing, and Jiang Xuan needs to earn recognition through his own performance.

Jiang Xuan smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

They hadn't gone far when another person appeared ahead, blocking their path.

This man was about forty years old, with a gloomy face. He wore a jade-colored brocade robe embroidered with cloud patterns, and his aura was deep and composed. He was clearly a cultivator at the Spirit Sea Realm.

He is Jiang Xuedong's father, Jiang Daqian.

"Jiang Xuan!"

Jiang Daqian's gaze was sharp, filled with undisguised anger as he rebuked him.

"As a member of the Jiang family, you've only just arrived at my Beiguang Jiang Clan, yet you allow outsiders to injure our clan members? This is utterly lawless! Immediately bow your head and apologize to your brother Xue Dong and the others! Otherwise, don't even think about stepping into the martial arts arena today!"

His words were aggressive, directly targeting Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan stopped and looked calmly at Jiang Daqian, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"You are Jiang Daqian, right? Your son led a group to block the road and provoke us without cause, and insulted our elders. What's wrong with me giving him a slight punishment? Or is it that you were the one instigating and instigating all of this behind the scenes?"

Jiang Daqian's expression changed when his secret was exposed, and he shouted angrily.

"Insolence! Stop making false accusations! It's clearly you who are arrogant and domineering!"

Jiang Xuan was too lazy to argue with him and gestured to Zhu Laosan.

"Mr. Zhu, it seems someone else needs to wake up."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Laosan stepped forward.

Jiang Daqian sensed the terrifying aura emanating from Zhu Laosan, which was not yet fully revealed. His expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously took half a step back, shouting in a fierce but inwardly weak voice.

"What...what do you want to do? This is the Beiguang Jiang Clan!"

"Daqian! Stop!"

Seeing this, Jiang Dahong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and shouted at Jiang Daqian sternly.

"The patriarch has ordered that Young Master Jiang Xuan come for a sparring match. Are you trying to disobey the patriarch's orders by blocking him here? Get out of here at once!"

Jiang Daqian was silenced by Jiang Dahong's order to invoke the position of the family head. His face turned pale and then red. He glared at Jiang Xuan and gritted his teeth.

"Fine! Jiang Xuan, you win! We'll see! I want to see what you're capable of challenging Xuefeng!"

After saying that, he turned and left angrily.

Jiang Xuan watched Jiang Daqian's disheveled departure and said something indifferently.

"Disgrace yourself."

Jiang Dahong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, gaining a deeper understanding of Jiang Xuan's decisiveness and strength.

This young master is no ordinary person!

"Young Master, please follow me. The training ground is just ahead."

Jiang Dahong said respectfully.

After passing through the winding corridors, the view suddenly opened up before me.

A vast training ground, paved with blue steel rock, came into view.

At this moment, the stands around the martial arts arena were already packed with people, a sea of ​​black, and at a rough glance, there were at least a thousand people!
Most of these people were not direct descendants of the Hokukwangjiang clan, but rather representatives of various relatives, guest advisors, and close allies who were dependent on the Hokukwangjiang clan.

They were clearly invited specifically to watch the game.

When Jiang Xuan appeared at the entrance of the martial arts arena, accompanied by Jiang Dahong.

The noisy training ground fell silent for a moment, then erupted into an even louder murmur of discussion!
Countless gazes focused on Jiang Xuan!

Among those gazes were curiosity and scrutiny.

But more than anything, there was undisguised contempt, disdain, and rejection!

"Is he Jiang Xuan? The one who returned from outside?"

"Looks unremarkable, his aura seems to be only at the Heavenly Gang Realm? He thinks he can challenge Young Master Xuefeng?"

"Hmph! How arrogant! Young Master Xuefeng is a genius in the Spirit Sea Realm, a figure listed on the National Examination Ranking!"

"I heard he even allowed his men to injure Young Master Xuedong and the others yesterday? How arrogant!"

"A stray dog ​​like you dares to swagger around in our Beiguang Jiang Clan? You're really courting death!"

"I think he came here just to humiliate himself!"

Various jarring comments, buzzing like flies, entered Jiang Xuan's ears without any attempt to conceal them.

The atmosphere in the entire training ground was filled with hostility and rejection towards Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Dahong's face was grim, and he whispered instructions to Jiang Xuan.

"Young Master, these people are speaking rudely. Please don't take it to heart, and... please don't get angry so easily."

Jiang Xuan remained calm, as if he hadn't heard the malicious comments.

He merely glanced around the stands, taking in the faces that were either mocking or indifferent.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in purple robes, with a dignified face and a deep, unfathomable aura, walked over, surrounded by a group of elders.

This person is Jiang Huaiyuan, the current head of the Beiguang Jiang clan. According to seniority, he is Jiang Xuan's paternal uncle.

Jiang Huaiyuan's gaze fell on Jiang Xuan, with a condescending scrutiny, his tone calm yet unquestionable.

"Nephew Jiang Xuan, you've arrived. Now that the appointment is made, go to the arena and prepare. Xuefeng will arrive shortly. Remember, in a friendly spar, stop when you've made your point. If you can't hold on, just admit defeat; don't be stubborn and ruin the harmony."

His words, though seemingly concerned, actually carried the air of an elder instructing a younger person and a subtle disdain, as if he had already concluded that Jiang Xuan was doomed to defeat.

Jiang Xuan met his gaze, neither humble nor arrogant, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle. Jiang Xuan understands."

After saying that, he said no more and walked alone to the open space in the center of the training ground.

Wherever he went, the discussions and jeers from the stands grew louder, and the pointing and whispering gazes felt like thorns in his back.

Jiang Xuan's steps were unusually steady, his posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his face was expressionless, as if he were in a deserted place.

This extreme calmness and composure, ironically, caused some people with ulterior motives to frown secretly.

Jiang Zhong, who was waiting on the sidelines, watched his young master bear the brunt of everyone's criticism alone. His face was terribly gloomy, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Jiang Dahong looked worried, his palms sweating.

Zhu Laosan remained standing not far away, like a shadow, his gaunt face expressionless.

Only those seemingly cloudy eyes subtly observed everything in the arena, especially in certain obscure corners of the stands. Amidst this atmosphere of both clamor and repression—

hum!
A magnificent rainbow descended from the sky and landed precisely at the other end of the training ground!
The divine rainbow dissipated, revealing a tall, handsome young man with a confident and spirited demeanor.

He wore a moon-white battle robe, a jade belt around his waist, and cloud-patterned boots. His body was surrounded by spiritual light, and his aura was both powerful and pure.

He had already reached the Spirit Sea Realm!

Jiang Xuefeng is the pride of the younger generation of the Beiguang Jiang clan!

"Young Master Xuefeng!"

"Young Master Xuefeng has arrived!"

"Such a powerful aura! No wonder he's a genius in the Spirit Sea Realm!"

"Young Master Xuefeng will surely win!"

Jiang Xuefeng's appearance instantly ignited the entire audience!

A deafening roar of cheers and encouragement erupted from the stands, a stark contrast to the earlier mockery directed at Jiang Xuan!

Jiang Xuefeng clearly enjoyed being the center of attention. He smiled and waved towards the stands, eliciting another round of screams.

Then, he turned his gaze to the lone young man in a blue robe standing in the center of the training ground.

He stepped on the divine rainbow and arrived at Jiang Xuan's feet in just a few steps.

He looked Jiang Xuan up and down, a smile that seemed gentle but actually carried a sense of superiority on his face, and then spoke.

"You must be Jiang Xuan's cousin? You are indeed a handsome man. I heard you only came out of seclusion yesterday? You must have had a long journey. Why don't we have a chat first?"

His clear voice echoed throughout the entire training ground.

Jiang Xuan looked at him quietly without answering.

Jiang Xuefeng didn't care and continued speaking to himself, his tone both persuasive and matter-of-fact.

“Cousin, I’ve heard a lot about what happened to you. Bearing a blood feud and supporting Xixin Peak alone is truly not easy. As your older brother, I admire your courage very much.”

He abruptly changed the subject, raising his voice slightly to a more inflammatory tone.

“But, cousin! An individual’s strength is ultimately limited! Revenge and the revitalization of the Jiang family require great power and the strength of the entire clan! Forgive my bluntness, but with your current strength, taking charge of Xixin Peak will not only fail to bring revenge, but will also attract more covetousness, and may even... repeat the same mistakes!”

Many people in the stands nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

Jiang Xuefeng continued, his gaze fixed intently on Jiang Xuan.

"How about this, cousin? You hand over control of Xixin Peak to me! I, Jiang Xuefeng, will lead the Beiguang Jiang Clan, and even the entire Jiang family, back to Xixin Peak! I assure you, I will do everything in my power to avenge your parents!"
And you, still the direct descendant of the Jiang family, hold a prestigious position. I will provide you with the resources and treatment you deserve, and assist you in your cultivation! Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?

He opened his arms as if embracing the future, his voice filled with confidence and passion.

"I believe that under my leadership, the Jiang family will surely regain its former glory! This is the best choice for the Jiang family! Cousin, what do you think?"

These words, spoken in a grand and respectable manner, seemingly showing consideration for Jiang Xuan in every way, were in reality a relentless pressure aimed at seizing power! They immediately drew another round of cheers and applause from the stands!
"Young Master Xuefeng is right!"

"This is the demeanor and responsibility a family leader should have!"

"Jiang Xuan, quickly hand over Xixin Peak to Young Master Xuefeng!"

"For the sake of the Jiang family's overall interests!"

Faced with Jiang Xuefeng's seemingly passionate but actually malicious proposal, and the thunderous applause from the stands.

Jiang Xuan remained silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it had a strange penetrating power, instantly drowning out the noise of the entire venue.

Everyone was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Jiang Xuan stopped laughing, looked calmly at Jiang Xuefeng, and spoke with a playful and teasing tone.

“Brother Xuefeng is truly considerate of me. However, the hatred for my parents is irreconcilable, how can I entrust it to others? Xixin Peak is the root of my Jiang Xuan family, how can I easily give it up? I will bear this burden myself. I appreciate your kindness, cousin.”

His words sounded like a rejection.

But the ease and teasing in his tone clearly showed that he was mocking Jiang Xuefeng and everyone present who was pressuring him!
It's as if to say, "I see through this whole charade you've been putting on, and I find it hilarious."

"you!"

Jiang Xuefeng's smile froze instantly, his eyes filled with barely suppressed rage!

He thought that Jiang Xuan would at least hesitate and struggle under such pressure, but he did not expect that the other party would so easily play with him!
The crowd in the stands also realized what was happening, and an uproar ensued!
"Insanity!"

"I don't know what to do!"

"Young Master Xuefeng gave him a way out, yet he still dared to mock him!"

"It's just looking for death!"

Jiang Huaiyuan and other high-ranking members of the Beiguang Jiang Clan also darkened their expressions, their gazes towards Jiang Xuan filled with hostility.

Jiang Xuefeng forcibly suppressed his anger.

But his eyes had turned completely cold, devoid of any of the previous "gentleness".

He stared at Jiang Xuan and said in a cold voice.

"Very well! Since my cousin is so 'ambitious,' let's see who's the best! If you can last a hundred moves against me, you win! My Beiguang Jiang family acknowledges your status! If you can't... hmph, then don't blame your brother for cleaning up the Jiang family's mess!"

"A hundred moves? Sure."

Jiang Xuan responded casually, as if he were agreeing to a trivial matter.

The two stopped talking and the atmosphere instantly became tense!
Jiang Xuefeng's eyes sharpened, and the vast aura of the Spirit Sea Realm within his body erupted without reservation!
A powerful pressure spread out as if it were a tangible force, stirring up the surrounding air currents and causing clothes to flutter!
His spiritual energy emanated outwards, forming a faint halo around him, its resonance with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth clearly perceptible!
"Spirit Sea Realm! It really is the Spirit Sea Realm!"

"What a strong momentum!"

"Young Master Xuefeng is mighty!"

A deafening cheer erupted from the stands.

Jiang Xuan remained standing there quietly, his aura restrained, as if he were one with the surrounding world, his depth unfathomable.

"Accept!"

Jiang Xuefeng launched the first attack!
He did not use any weapons, but instead moved swiftly, closing in on Jiang Xuan. His right hand was held together like a sword, with his fingertips gathering an incomparably sharp spiritual energy, and he thrust it straight at Jiang Xuan's chest!

This finger strike was as fast as lightning, containing the power to pierce through metal and stone!
Jiang Xuan moved even faster!
The moment Jiang Xuefeng made his move, Jiang Xuan moved!
Instead of advancing, he retreated, taking a step forward that caused the blue steel rock on the ground to tremble slightly. He clenched his right fist and unleashed a simple and unadorned punch!
As the fist was thrown, a terrifying fist intent, fierce, domineering, and seemingly capable of shattering mountains, suddenly erupted!
The first collapse of "The Nine Collapses of Heaven" - Mountain-Splitting Collapse!

The force of the punch was soaring, and the air exploded!
This punch was devoid of any fancy moves, containing only the purest power and the will to destroy everything!

"Ok?"

Jiang Xuefeng looked surprised, clearly not expecting Jiang Xuan's punches to be so fierce and domineering.

But he was, after all, a genius of the Spirit Sea Realm, and his ability to adapt to battle was extremely fast!
The sword energy at his fingertips remained unchanged, but his left hand drew an arc in front of him, and spiritual energy surged, transforming into a hazy curtain of misty rain!

The Art of Misty Rain Transformation!

"Oh!"

Their fists clashed, producing a dull, loud thud!

Jiang Xuan's fist force slammed into the misty rain light barrier! (End of Chapter)