Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

Jiang Chen stood facing the wind, sword in one hand. His robes fluttered, making a WHOOSHING sound.

A proud aura emanated from him.

At that moment, Jiang Chen’s figure seemed to grow taller, becoming as majestic and insurmountable as a mountain peak. Xu Qilin, Chen Fan, and Jiang Ziyou couldn’t help but reveal shocked expressions.

Chen Fan hesitated. "Is Jiang Chen really trash?"

"If he counts as trash, then what does that make us?" Xu Qilin’s mouth twitched, a bitter taste he couldn’t describe welling up.

The piece of trash he’d never given a second thought had effortlessly defeated Lin Yu—a man who was his equal. Lin Yu hadn’t even been worthy of making Jiang Chen draw his sword.

At this thought...

The expressions on Chen Fan’s and Xu Qilin’s faces grew even uglier.

They both turned to Jiang Ziyou, their eyes filled with questions and doubt. ’Didn’t you say Jiang Chen was a complete and utter piece of trash? That he wasn’t even worthy of carrying your shoes? How do you explain this ridiculously powerful guy in front of us?’

Jiang Ziyou’s complexion was a sight to behold, shifting between pale and livid. The light in her dark eyes flickered uncertainly.

Her hands were clenched into fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her nails dug deep into her palms, drawing faint, gruesome traces of blood.

Ever since they were children, Jiang Ziyou had looked down on Jiang Chen.

In her eyes, Jiang Chen was nothing but a complete piece of trash. If not for the blockages in her meridians that hampered her talent and potential, requiring his Golden Needle Acupuncture to clear the impurities, Jiang Ziyou would have felt that even speaking to him was beneath her.

Even after Jiang Chen achieved a mythical result on the Zhenjiang Stele yesterday, Jiang Ziyou hadn’t spared him a proper glance. In her mind, he must have resorted to some despicable trick to attain such a glorious achievement. But the true measure of a Martial Artist was their actual combat strength!

Jiang Ziyou believed that if they were to fight, she could kill Jiang Chen without breaking a sweat.

But now...

Seeing Jiang Chen display the overwhelming power to instantly defeat Lin Yu, Jiang Ziyou was finally forced to acknowledge his strength for the first time.

Along with her shock, she felt an even greater sense of jealousy and anger.

’How is this possible? How can this piece of trash be so strong?’

’He’s just a complete piece of trash! His awakened Martial Soul is only Yellow Tier First Grade—the lowest level! He’s a failure destined to be trampled underfoot his whole life...’

Jiang Ziyou’s body trembled as blood rushed to her eyes. She stared at Jiang Chen, her bloodshot eyes filled with rage and venomous hatred. "I am the strongest genius in the Jiang Family! What is Jiang Chen? He’s just a piece of trash, not even worthy of carrying my shoes! That’s right, I am the chosen one, destined to be a disciple of the Saint Martial Sword Sect, a person above all others! Jiang Chen is just trash. We are from two different worlds. He can only survive by groveling before me!"

At this thought, Jiang Ziyou actually recovered a measure of her confidence and composure.

She took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Chen coldly. "Jiang Chen, I never thought a loser like you would ever have his day. I truly regret it now. In a moment of folly, I didn’t kill you with my own hands, and instead left this disaster to fester."

"Too bad there’s no medicine for regret in this world," Jiang Chen said nonchalantly.

The look he gave Jiang Ziyou was as cold as ice, chilling to the bone. His killing intent was so thick it was almost tangible.

Jiang Ziyou...

’This woman not only played with my emotions, but she also stole the Saint Martial Order my father left me, snatched the spot in the Saint Martial Sword Sect that was rightfully mine, and then, to top it all off, she tried to finish the job by plotting my death.’

This was a feud of irreconcilable hatred!

Jiang Ziyou narrowed her eyes and stared at Jiang Chen. "There might not be any medicine for regret, but... do you really think you can challenge my authority with this meager strength of yours? Your ability to defeat Lin Yu proves you’re not half-bad, but compared to me, you are still a piece of trash. In the past, you weren’t worthy of carrying my shoes. Not now, not ever!"

"Hahaha! I have no interest in carrying your shoes. What I *am* interested in is seeing the look on that disgusting father of yours when I carry your head back and toss it in front of Jiang Tai!" The corners of Jiang Chen’s mouth curled into a cold smile as he spoke, enunciating every word.

"I am a disciple of the Saint Martial Sword Sect! You dare think of killing me? That’s utterly treasonous, completely deranged!" Jiang Ziyou’s face twisted as she shrieked.

Jiang Chen burst out laughing and said coldly, "Treasonous? Deranged? What a joke. Have you forgotten how you got your spot as a disciple of the Saint Martial Sword Sect? You got it by selling your body and deceiving my heart..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Ziyou’s face was a mask of fury. Jiang Chen’s words were like poisoned needles piercing her heart, her beautiful features twisting in a grotesque snarl. She looked at Xu Qilin and Chen Fan and hissed, "Young Master Xu, Young Master Chen, this Jiang Chen is cruel and ruthless! He will never let us go! If we want to live, our only option is to join forces and kill this piece of trash!"

Chen Fan and Xu Qilin exchanged a look.

Although they also wanted to kill Jiang Chen, the impression of his power was overwhelming, and they had no real confidence they could handle him.

Seeing them hesitate, Jiang Ziyou said quickly, "As long as you join me and we kill this piece of trash, I swear that when we get back, I’ll have Senior Brother Yun Haoran give you both the opportunity to enter the Saint Martial Sword Sect! Don’t doubt me. I’ve won the favor of a major figure in the Saint Martial Sword Sect. I can definitely arrange for a few people to enter the Sword Sect!"

"This..."

Chen Fan licked his lips and glanced at Xu Qilin.

Xu Qilin’s fists clenched, his face radiating longing and excitement. He gritted his teeth and said, "If we can enter the Saint Martial Sword Sect, even as Outer Sect servants, our status will be completely different. In the future, even the City Lord will have to treat us with respect when we return. Dammit! Fortune favors the bold! Let’s do this!"

The three immediately formed an arrowhead formation, surrounding Jiang Chen.

A cold smile spread across Jiang Ziyou’s face. "Jiang Chen, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!" She suddenly roared at Chen Fan and Xu Qilin, "Attack!"

"Kill!"

"Every man for himself, or heaven and earth will strike you down! Jiang Chen, die!"

Chen Fan and Xu Qilin both let out a low roar as the weapons in their hands erupted with blinding light. They simultaneously unleashed powerful Martial Skills.

The Chen Family’s Blazing Fire Saber and the Xu Family’s Celestial Eagle Technique were both unleashed to their fullest extent.

An arc of light from the saber, blazing with scorching fire, slashed through the air, aimed straight for Jiang Chen’s head...

Xu Qilin transformed into a celestial eagle, soaring high into the sky before suddenly diving, his sharp talons aimed right at Jiang Chen’s heart...

Both of them were at the Peak of the Martial Arts Sixth Stage, and the Martial Skills they practiced were First Grade High Level, possessing immense power.

Facing the pincer attack from two experts, a corner of Jiang Chen’s mouth lifted. He spoke with casual disregard, "Tsk, tsk. It seems the lesson I gave you earlier wasn’t enough. I told you, you’re not even worthy of making me draw my sword. It looks like you didn’t believe me. Since that’s the case, I’ll just have to show you my other methods!"

"Jiang Chen, you’re too arrogant!"

"You’re so conceited! If you’ve got the skill, try taking my Celestial Eagle Technique first!" Xu Qilin shouted.

"Alright, then open your eyes and watch closely..."

Jiang Chen laughed, then suddenly charged forward. His steps were incredibly heavy, slamming into the ground with a DONG! DONG! that kicked up clouds of dust. As he closed the distance with Chen Fan, he came to an abrupt stop, his right hand clenched into a fist and pulled back to his waist.

The very instant Chen Fan’s Blazing Fire Saber swept past him, he unleashed the punch.

The heavy fist, containing the full power of a Martial Arts Eighth Stage expert, slammed into Chen Fan’s chest with a BOOM.

Chen Fan’s chest caved in instantly, his heart and lungs obliterated. The great Young Master Chen was killed by a single punch. Before he died, the last thing he heard was Jiang Chen’s indifferent voice echoing in his ear: "Your Saber Technique is strong, but your mastery is lacking. The path of Martial Skills requires a balance of hard and soft. Your attack is ferocious, leaving your enemy no escape, but in doing so, you’ve also cut off your own retreat..."

As he killed Chen Fan, Jiang Chen smoothly pivoted, dodging Xu Qilin’s descending claw strike.

The instant they brushed past each other, Jiang Chen’s hands shot out and seized Xu Qilin’s neck. Before Xu Qilin’s shocked eyes, Jiang Chen violently twisted. With a sharp CRACK, the arrogant Xu Qilin’s neck was wrenched around a full three rotations.

He died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

"Finally got rid of two pesky flies," Jiang Chen said, turning his cold gaze to Jiang Ziyou. "Now, it’s your turn!"

However...

When he looked, he froze.

While he was fighting Chen Fan and Xu Qilin, Jiang Ziyou had vanished without a trace!

"Damn it. That woman sure is a fast runner!"

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but curse. Looking at the three cold corpses on the ground, he shook his head with a wry smile. "You three really died for nothing. If you get to be reincarnated, try to be a bit more discerning in your next lives. And whatever you do, don’t believe the words of a venomous viper like Jiang Ziyou!"

Musing to himself, Jiang Chen deftly relieved the three bodies of all their valuables and pocketed the lot.

His gaze turned toward the Beast Nest. Not only did it hold the treasures the Green Water Golden-eyed Beast had amassed over its lifetime, but there were also several freshly laid Beast Eggs!

It was just that...

When Jiang Chen reached the edge of the Beast Nest and took a closer look at the Beast Eggs, his expression changed drastically...

"What the fuck? What’s going on here?"