Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Wang Chen had been cultivating in the mountains for over a month, and his physique had grown considerably.

But as the original body was only fifteen years old, he still retained a hint of youthful tenderness.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see it.

Those hunters, each with a fierce gaze, had never seen a young man who dared to venture alone into the depths of the mountains and even kill a fierce tiger.

The hunters couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

One of the rough-looking hunters hesitated before asking, "Little brother, did you kill this old tiger?"

Wang Chen nodded indifferently, "Yes."

"Impressive."

The rough hunter gave him a thumbs up, "Truly, a hero emerges from youth!"

He quickly weighed in his heart and felt that under unclear circumstances, there was no need to offend such an unknown character and possibly bring disaster upon themselves.

A fierce tiger was indeed valuable, but not worth paying a high price for!

The rough hunter had thoughts of retreat and was about to beat a retreat, when suddenly a young hunter by his side stared at Wang Chen with a different light in his eyes, then quickly whispered a few words in his ear.

The rough hunter was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Wang Chen.

"Little brother..."

He tentatively asked, "Is your surname Ling by any chance?"

"Correct."

Wang Chen smiled, "I am Ling Zhiyuan from the Ling Family of Anyang!"

"It is you!"

The rough hunter immediately smiled with joy and eagerly rubbed his hands together, "Young Master Ling, we've been looking for you, and now we've finally found you. Hurry and come with us."

While speaking, he quickly approached Wang Chen.

The other six hunters followed closely behind and spread out tacitly, encircling Wang Chen completely.

The rough hunter was confident of victory, his dark and rough face beaming with a smile, "Young Master Ling, do you know..."

He hadn't finished his words when he suddenly felt a flash of light before his eyes, followed by a chill at his throat.

The smile of the hunter froze on his face as he looked at Wang Chen in disbelief, making a "gurgling" sound in his throat, and soon a crimson red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

A noticeable blood line had appeared on his throat.

A cut across the throat!

Wang Chen's move was so swift that the other hunters couldn't react in time.

Their eyes were greedy as they watched Wang Chen, as if he was a sumptuously fat prey caught in their net.

It wasn't until the rough hunter clutched his throat and collapsed that the other hunters snapped out of their stupor.

Suddenly, confusion erupted!

But Wang Chen didn't give them more time to react. Holding a short knife, he advanced, moving like a ghost between two hunters.

The blade flashed again!

Although he couldn't practice Taoist skill or Body Refinement and his Cultivation Realm had just broken through the Second Order, his martial arts experience in the Cangqing Domain could still be put to use.

And his martial skills had already reached the realm of Grandmaster Level!

Although the opponents had strength in numbers, unless their realm was far superior, in Wang Chen's eyes, they were nothing more than chickens and dogs.

Even if all he had was a short knife.

Passing by, swinging the blade, cutting throats, shifting positions, turning around, piercing skulls...

In the blink of an eye, two hunters were killed on the spot!

They were not ordinary people, each with the strength of at least a Martial Apprentice and rich combat experience.

However, faced with Wang Chen's sudden attack, neither had the time nor the opportunity to react, their throats slashed and skulls pierced by the short knife!

Both died tragically.

But this was merely the beginning of the carnage, not the end for Wang Chen.

In just a few short breaths of time, three from their side had fallen, and the remaining four Hunters were like struck by lightning, hardly daring to believe their own eyes, suspecting they were trapped in a nightmarish hell.

An exceedingly bloody, horrific nightmare!

Not until Wang Chen closed the distance and sent his blade piercing through the brow of the Hunter nearest to him did the others snap out of their daze, screaming as they scattered in all directions.

Their courage and will had been utterly destroyed by the pungent stench of blood!

And without a doubt, it was a mistaken decision.

After dispatching the fourth person, Wang Chen unhesitatingly threw the short knife in his hand at one of the Hunters.

The blade flew like a shooting star, instantly catching up to its target.

It struck squarely in the back!

"Ah!"

That Hunter managed only to let out a heart-rending scream before tumbling forward to the ground.

Meanwhile, Wang Chen dashed and leapt, catching up to another Hunter in the blink of an eye.

He was utilizing lightfoot techniques from the Mortal realm. Although he lacked the corresponding inner True Qi, with the power of the Evil Wheel, the effect was still quite impressive.

Wang Chen suddenly exerted force in his jump, sending his right leg swinging out in a sweeping kick.

Crack!

The head of the Hunter in front of him tilted to the side as his neck bone snapped on the spot!

Before he even touched the ground, Wang Chen reached out to grab a vine dangling from a tree branch.

He thrust his right foot forcefully against a nearby tree, using it to swing out more than ten paces, then suddenly let go of his hold.

When Wang Chen landed on the ground, he perfectly blocked the final Hunter's path of escape!

This Hunter's face was ashen as paper, and upon seeing Wang Chen blocking the way, he fell to his knees with a heavy thud, knocking his head on the ground repeatedly as he pleaded, "Young Master Ling, spare my life, please! I have elders to care for and children to raise. Show mercy, please!"

Wang Chen asked, "How did you know I was Ling Zhiyuan?"

The Hunter swallowed hard and cautiously replied, "The Black Tiger Gang distributed a bounty with your portrait on it, stating 'alive for proof, dead for a corpse,' and promised a grand reward for your capture."

In fact, he omitted the phrase "dead or alive."

The Hunter trembled with fear, cursing inwardly at the same time.

Because the people from the Black Tiger Gang had described Ling Zhiyuan as possessing only the Cultivation of a Martial Apprentice, spoiled and pampered.

But the man before them was clearly a Death God incarnate!

Regret filled the Hunter's heart to the brink of death.

"Black Tiger Gang?"

Wang Chen frowned—the existence of this name was completely absent from Ling Zhiyuan's memories.

It was probably a low-level Martial World gang in Anyang city.

He asked in a deep voice, "What's the situation with the Ling Family in Anyang now?"

Eager to save his own life, the Hunter spilt everything he knew, pouring it out like beans from a bamboo tube.

After hearing everything, Wang Chen was speechless.

Just a few days after the father and son were attacked, the leadership of the Ling Family in Anyang city had changed hands.

The current Family Head was actually Third Master Ling, Ling Hongfeng, Ling Zhiyuan's third uncle!

In Ling Zhiyuan's memory, Ling Hongfeng was the true definition of a spoiled wastrel, expert in gluttony, gambling, and lechery from a young age, and was most adept at causing trouble, leaving his elder brother, Ling Hongyun, to clean up his mess countless times.

Such a disreputable character had become the Head of the Ling Family?

Was the other party playing the fool to catch the wise, having hidden his true ability all along, or had he been pushed to the position to serve as a puppet?

This was something Wang Chen clearly needed to investigate to uncover the truth.

He took a deep breath and suddenly struck the Hunter's forehead with a palm.

Bang!

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