High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Hearing Chen Fan and the others talking nearby, Ling Yu gradually understood what was going on and was overjoyed.

It's truly a case of "the mountains and rivers seem to block the way, but then a new village appears amidst the willows and flowers."

He was already worried about what would happen if Chen Fan found out that he was hiding right under his nose.

After all, even his master was no match for him, so it wouldn't be difficult for him to snatch the Yellow Sand Tower from his master if he really wanted to.

Just when things were at their most critical, the Song family and the Revival Society were about to come knocking. According to Master, they were very strong. This time, two of them were Celestial Realm martial artists! Both of them were well-known. Even Master wasn't confident he could defeat one of them.

But the man surnamed Chen was so overconfident that he wanted to wait for them to come over and fight two against one.

"Chen Fan, should I say you have commendable courage, or should I say you're oblivious to your impending death?"

Ling Yu sneered.

Clearly, the Song family came here to settle scores with the man surnamed Chen. Chen killed Song Gang of the Song family and John of the Revival Society. These two forces will not stop until he is killed.

If he runs away, he might have a chance to survive; if he doesn't run, he's doomed!

As for the person who told the Song family the killer's true identity, it was none other than himself!

Ling Yu's face showed a smug look. If he wasn't afraid of arousing his master's suspicion outside, he would have liked to laugh out loud.

So what if you're strong, Mr. Chen? In the end, I'm still the one who's more skilled.

If Shen Si had sent him away that day and he had actually run away, then today he would definitely have been defeated by the man surnamed Chen, his martial arts skills would have been crippled, and he would have spent the rest of his life as a cripple.

However, he was cautious and overheard some snippets of conversation while peering into the corner of the wall. He then sent people around to inquire about the situation and finally pieced together the truth of the matter, quietly informing the Song family of the news.

The Song family really came through, taking action so quickly. For him right now, this was like sending charcoal in snowy weather!

"You bastard surnamed Chen, I'm right here, watching how you die!" Ling Yu sneered inwardly, his expression relaxing as he sat on the grass, waiting quietly.

Shi Tao was actually able to sense the activity inside the Huangsha Pagoda.

Seeing that Ling Yu had suddenly quieted down and his expression was no longer as tense as before he left, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

However, he quickly realized that Ling Yu was probably thinking that if the Song family killed Chen Fan, his situation would naturally improve, and he wouldn't have to worry about having his martial arts skills abolished anymore.

"Sigh, Xiaoyu, I really have spoiled him too much."

Shi Tao sighed inwardly.

Even now, he shows no remorse and still secretly hopes that Chen Fan will get into trouble, preferably die at the hands of the Song family.

If Chen Fan dies, Shen Si and the others won't fare much better. The Jiangnan District Martial Arts Association might cease to exist from today onwards.

But he hadn't considered any of this; all he thought about was himself.

"Fine, once this is over, I'll have to be ruthless and discipline him strictly. Hopefully, I'll have that chance again."

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened, and the group arrived at the floor where the president's office was located.

"Brother Chen, are we just going to wait here for them to arrive?" Chang Fei asked.

They talked the whole way, but they couldn't convince Chen Fan.

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded, glanced at the time, and said, "It'll be here in a little while."

Those around them were at a loss for words upon hearing this, and could only pray that things wouldn't take a turn for the worse.

At the same moment, in the city of Jiangnan.

It was still the same basement, but there were many more people, making the space feel crowded.

Jiang Tao sat on the ground, looking at the new faces that had appeared, his face pale.

He wasn't stupid; he knew these people were from the Song family and the Revival Society. The two blond, blue-eyed guys next to him were the best proof of that.

"Is he Jiang Tao?"

A deep voice rang out. The speaker was an old man in a long robe with long, silver-white hair tied back with a hairpin.

They look like people living in a feudal dynasty.

Indeed, this was the case; the person was Song Daoquan, the early-stage Celestial Realm martial artist sent by the Song family.

"Yes, it's him, Seventh Uncle." Song Wu said nervously, bowing and avoiding eye contact with the former.

As for the fourth and fifth sons of the Song family behind them, they dared not raise their heads, their bodies trembling like leaves.

Even they only had impressions of their clan's ancestors from written records and images; they had never seen them in person.

Now, one of them was standing right in front of them, and the two of them felt their minds go blank, and even breathing became much more difficult.

"Are you sure what he said is true? Don't let yourself be used as a pawn."

Song Daoquan said coldly.

He wasn't worried about offending someone he couldn't afford to offend.

That martial arts association, at most, only has two martial artists at the Celestial Realm.

One of them had only recently broken through to the Celestial Realm. To be fair, that kid was indeed quite talented, managing to break through to the Celestial Realm at the age of thirty-something.

But if they really fought, he could defeat him in one round and kill him in three rounds.

As for that Elder Wang, his realm is at the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm, and he is indeed not to be underestimated.

However, as someone from that era, he knew that Old Wang very well. It was true that his cultivation level was high, but his combat strength was not considered strong among martial artists of the same level.

He simply mastered the Sacred Heart Technique to perfection and didn't like fighting with others, which is why he lived so long.

Therefore, even if there was a difference of one minor realm, he was confident that he could stop that guy surnamed Wang.

"That's right. If he's lying to us, your Song family should know the consequences."

Beside him, an elderly man with blond hair and blue eyes glanced at everyone. It seemed that he didn't take the younger generation of the Song family, or even the Song family patriarch next to him, seriously.

In fact, he did have the confidence to back it up.

Firstly, the Song family has always been obsequious and ingratiating towards the Revival Society, and this time, with John from their family in trouble, the Song family is even more in the wrong.

Secondly, his own strength was no weaker than Song Daoquan's, so his attitude was naturally even worse.

"No, no."

Having been questioned by two powerful figures in succession, Song Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Even if you gave this kid ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to lie to us."

After saying that, he kicked Jiang Tao and said viciously, "Say what you told us before again. If you say even one word differently, you know what will happen!"

Instantly, everyone's eyes in the basement fell on Jiang Tao.

"Yes, yes."

Jiang Tao was so frightened he almost lost his mind.

Faced with the oppressive aura of two Celestial Realm warriors, he couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Besides, he has already said everything, so saying it a few more times wouldn't be difficult.

After Jiang Tao finished speaking, Song Wu cautiously said, "Seventh, Seventh Uncle, that's how it is. I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

"What do you think? Do you think it's useful?"

Song Daoquan gave him a cold look.

A bunch of good-for-nothings were actually forced to this point by a junior from the Martial Arts Association, to the point that even he had to step in and bail them out.

Song Wu was so frightened that he lowered his head and didn't dare to breathe.

Carl then turned to the middle-aged man beside him and asked, "Charles, do you think this man's words are credible?"

The Song family members turned their gazes over.

"Ancestor, I think it's hard to believe just what he said. Since he said there were several other people with him, why not arrest them as well? If we did that, I believe it would be easy to figure out what happened," the middle-aged man said.

"That's right, Mr. Carl. We were afraid of alerting them and making them wary, so we didn't take any further action. Of course, if you feel that's not safe, we can arrest a few more people, including that Shen Si," Song Wu quickly said.

"No."

Song Daoquan frowned. "Why go through all this trouble? Just go directly there, and everything will be clear then."

After saying that, he glared fiercely at Song Wu.

Although he disliked what the two Maple people said, there was some truth to what they said.

Then, his gaze fell on Jiang Tao, and a pill appeared in his hand. He said, "Eat this."

"!!!"

Jiang Tao's expression changed drastically. Looking at the pitch-black pill in his hand, he knew even a fool could tell it was no good.

"What? Do I need to say it twice?"

Song Daoquan gave a cold laugh.

"Seventh Grand Uncle, let me do it."

Song Tian, ​​who hadn't said much, took the pill, walked up to Jiang Tao, pried open his mouth with one hand, threw the pill in, and then dabbed it on his body.

"Gulp."

Jiang Tao swallowed the pill directly.

The next moment, his eyes became lifeless, and he sat motionless like a puppet.

"This is?"

The two people beside Karl showed a look of surprise in their eyes.

"This is a unique pill refined by my Song family, called the Soul-Snatching Pill."

Song Tian explained, "After taking this kind of pill, a person will lose consciousness and will do whatever you ask them to do or say whatever you ask them to say."

"Oh? There are such miraculous pills?" A greedy glint appeared in Karl's eyes.

"Hehehe, if Mr. Karl wants some, the Song family can send them to you after this matter is over," Song Tian said with a smile.

"well."

Karl nodded repeatedly.

The Song family was indeed incredibly wealthy, possessing everything imaginable.

Song Wu and his companions, who were standing nearby, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

They were somewhat worried that Jiang Tao answered all their questions here, but if he remained silent or even turned against them once they arrived at the Martial Arts Association headquarters, things would be terrible.

As a result, the Seventh Grandfather directly took out a Soul-Stealing Pill.

Once we get to headquarters, he'll definitely tell us what he said before. Then, even if Shen Si and the others want to deny it, they won't be able to.

"Seventh Grand Uncle, should we head to the Martial Arts Association headquarters next and find that kid surnamed Chen, and the others?"

Song Tian asked.

A cold glint flashed in Song Daoquan's eyes. "Otherwise what?"

He was cultivating peacefully in the ancestral land when he was summoned out because of this incident.

Killing a junior member of his family was certainly a capital offense, but disturbing his cultivation was an even greater crime!

Moreover, this matter has spread widely in Yan Kingdom. If that kid isn't torn to pieces, then any Tom, Dick, or Harry will dare to ride roughshod over the Song family!

"Where is their headquarters? Take me there."

"yes!"

Song Tian and the others responded in unison.

"Seventh Grand Uncle, according to intelligence, there is currently only one Celestial Realm martial artist in the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association headquarters, namely Elder Wang. Shi Tao should be out on a mission and has not yet returned. So, when the time comes, you only need to stop Elder Wang, and leave the rest to us," Song Tian said.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Song Daoquan gave him a cold look.

"No, I wouldn't dare."

A chill ran down Song Tianhou's spine, and he quickly said, "I just don't want you, Seventh Grand Uncle, to expend too much energy. Besides, that Chen Fan is just a True Yuan Realm martial artist. If you, Seventh Grand Uncle, need to deal with him, then we are really too useless."

"Alright, all of you, stop pledging your loyalty here."

Song Daoquan said impatiently, "If you were really as good as you say, this wouldn't have happened at all, and I wouldn't have needed to get involved, understand?"

"Yes, yes."

Song Tian, ​​Song Wu, and the others nodded hurriedly, not daring to refute.

"snort."

Song Daoquan snorted coldly, "Even if that guy surnamed Shi were here, what would I have to fear? Once we get there, none of you are allowed to make a move without my permission, lest you cause trouble. You're all useless and good for nothing."

After saying that, he walked directly towards the basement exit.

"Yes, yes."

Song Tian and the others nodded hastily.

They were the ones who caused this whole thing, so it's no big deal that they were scolded by the other party.

Moreover, they certainly believed in the other party's abilities, but they were a little embarrassed to let him do everything. However, since the other party had said so, they would let him handle everything.

Before leaving, Song Tian looked at Carl and said respectfully, "Mr. Carl, please come with us. We will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for Mr. John's death. Please watch closely in a moment."

"Okay, I'll wait and see."

Carl nodded.

John's death was indeed a loss to the Larsen family, but fortunately, there were several younger members in his family who were just as outstanding as John, or even more so.

John's death is acceptable as long as enough benefits can be extracted from the Song family.

More importantly, he didn't need to lift a finger; he could simply watch the Song family's performance like a spectator.

(End of this chapter)