Battle Through the Heavens: I confronted Xiao Yan, and he begged me to be his elder brother.

Chapter 94: Don't act impulsively no matter what you see.

The endless mountain range features more than a dozen towering peaks that pierce the clouds.

Nestled among those mountain peaks are countless enormous cities.

This city is as large as the entire border of the Gama Empire. People come and go, and you can often see people flying over the city, most of them walking on air.

Is this Hun Cang's home? Yun Yun stared blankly at everything before her.

"Let's go." Hun Cang walked a distance and then noticed that Yun Yun hadn't followed, so he turned back and called out.

Yun Yun flapped her battle aura wings and followed her opponent, landing together at the city gate.

At this moment, Protector Wu suddenly said, "Young Master Cang, whatever you see later, don't act impulsively."

"Hmm?" Hun Cang stopped and stared at Protector Wu. "What happened in the clan while I was away?"

"It's just a small matter," Protector Wu said, avoiding the main point and not giving a direct answer.

Could it be his mother...? Hun Cang's heart sank. Without saying a word, he passed through the city gate and headed straight for home.

"Hey, isn't that Hun Cang?"

"Why is he back? Wasn't he supposed to be taking over the affairs of a branch temple?"

"It's been almost three years, he must be coming back to report on his achievements. Sigh, his family situation..."

"Hehe, this is going to be interesting."

"Dream on. With Hun Cang's strength, what kind of trouble can he cause? He's just like his old mother."

"The awkwardness of your status is like this; if you just live an honest life, you won't have so many troubles."

As soon as he appeared, people recognized Hun Cang and immediately gathered together to discuss him.

Some busybodies, having nothing better to do, even followed suit.

To get home, you need to go through a small alley.

The alleyways, which should have been inhabited, are now eerily quiet, which is bad enough, but a strong stench emanates from them.

Hun Cang stepped through the void, his figure rising higher and higher. His gaze quickly passed over the courtyard wall and saw the scene on both sides of the open space and houses filled with garbage and debris.

And that nauseating smell comes from those things.

There was no wind around, and the stench lingered for a long time.

"A restriction..." A cold glint appeared in Hun Cang's eyes, and his expression became increasingly calm.

This calm is more terrifying than anger; it's like the calm before a storm.

"Young Master Cang." Protector Wu, worried about Hun Cang's mood, quickly stepped forward, ready to say a few words.

But Hun Cang pushed him away and walked to the door, gently knocking on it.

"Here he comes." After a few seconds of silence, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out from inside, and the image of a weary old man involuntarily came to mind.

The door opened, revealing the figure of a woman.

"Mother..." Hun Cang's pupils trembled, his breath hitched, and he gently embraced the woman.

Three years had passed, and the woman who was once charming and gentle now had a full head of silver hair, a face covered in wrinkles, and clothes patched up.

Originally, Hun Linhua was a little chubby, which made her look rather plump and cute.

But at this moment, Hun Cang held the person in his arms and could hardly feel any weight.

"Cang'er, you're back!" Hun Linhua rested her chin on Hun Cang's shoulder, stunned for a while before she reacted, hugged her son tightly, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Hun Linhua patted Hun Cang on the back: "Let your mother see if you've lost weight over the years. You've been gone for years, looking like a wild child..."

A constant stream of rambling words kept coming out of her mouth.

Hun Cang grasped his mother's withered and thin hand, and asked with heartache, "Mother, what happened? Why is the house in such a state? And why didn't you tell me anything?"

"Come in, come in." Hun Linhua forced a smile, gesturing for Hun Cang to enter. Then, her gaze fell on Yun Yun, who was following behind Hun Cang. She paused slightly, then a hint of surprise appeared on her face. "Child, you came with Cang'er?"

Yun Yun nodded.

"Oh, alright, come in and sit down." Hun Linhua's smile immediately deepened.

The room was exactly the same as before, spotless.

If it weren't for the lingering stench in the air, everything would probably seem much more cozy.

Hun Cang tried several times to find an opportunity to understand the situation from his mother, but Hun Linhua always made excuses to avoid it.

It seems I won't get any information from my mother... Hun Cang looked at Protector Wu, who had come with him.

He said to Hun Linhua, "Mother, I haven't had your cooking in a long time."

"Alright, you wait here, Mom will go buy groceries and cook for you right now." Hun Linhua glared at Hun Cang, seemingly displeased that he had interrupted her conversation with Yun Yun.

However, Hun Linhua acted quickly, went into the bedroom, picked up a basket, and prepared to go out.

"I'll go with you." Yun Yun stood up and followed Hun Linhua. She could tell that Hun Cang had something to say to Protector Wu.

After the two left, Hun Cang sat down, tapping his fingertips on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Protector Wu, tell me, what exactly happened?"

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Protector Wu carefully chose his words as he explained the whole story.

Originally, Hun Cang, as the illegitimate son of Hun Tiandi, could only cultivate to the level of Dou Wang due to his talent, and was not a threat to many people.

All along, those competitors have never taken Hun Cang seriously.

Until three years ago, Hun Cang suddenly stepped forward and asked for an opportunity.

Afterwards, Hun Cang did indeed succeed. Using his identity as an alchemist, he made Hun Tiandi take notice of him and was actually given the authority to manage the Hun Palace branch of the Jia Ma Empire.

It was this action that made those people unhappy.

Those people were either the elders' direct descendants or important protégés of the Soul Emperor.

Now, suddenly a child born to a maid appears—what does this mean?

And so, the revenge began.

These people didn't act openly or blatantly, perhaps out of consideration for the fact that Hun Cang's mother and Hun Tiandi had once shared a fleeting one-night stand.

Therefore, they simply cleared out all the nearby houses and piled up all kinds of garbage and debris here little by little, creating a lingering stench through the barriers.

In addition to this, the resources that were originally supplied to Hunlinhua were also stopped.

These are all minor matters, and they won't even reach the Soul Emperor.

He might even know, but he wouldn't care.

"The head of Hun Liqi?" Hun Cang repeated the name that Protector Wu had spoken, his eyes filled with coldness.

Protector Wu hurriedly said, "Young Master Cang, you mustn't act rashly. Hun Li has done a lot in the past three years and has won the favor of the clan leader. His strength is also a full six-star Dou Zun. A moment of patience will bring peace. You don't need to go against him now."

"Endure? To hell with it! Why should I endure? Why should I tolerate it?" Hun Cang sneered. "He dares to ride roughshod over me; Hun Li isn't worthy!"

Protector Wu was about to speak when he saw several fire spirits emerge from Hun Cang's body.

"Burn down all those garbage dumps around here!" Hun Cang coldly ordered.

The fire spirits sensed Hun Cang's emotions, and their flames surged higher.

Before long, thick smoke billowed from the houses on both sides of the alley, flames shot out, and the terrifying heat drew the attention of people within a hundred miles.

While shopping for groceries, Hun Linhua was told that there was a fire in the direction of her home, and the basket she was carrying fell to the ground.

……

"It's on fire! That area of ​​houses is ablaze!" A figure excitedly rushed into one of the houses and said to the people inside.

"No wonder he dared to challenge the clan leader in that kind of situation." In the dimly lit room, a figure sat cross-legged, half his face hidden in the darkness. "Now go find the clan elders and demand an explanation!"

"Yes!" The man ran out again.

(End of this chapter)