Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

"Did you discover any secrets at that time, Master?"

"No."

Huang Yuanliang shook his head, "At that time, our predecessors practically turned Huang Mountain upside down, without any results."

"Father, could it be overthinking? Maybe it’s just a coincidence?" Huang Kun spoke up from the side.

"Coincidence?"

Huang Yuanliang sneered, his gaze fixed tightly on his son, the sharpness in his old eyes causing Huang Kun to lower his head involuntarily.

"Kun’er, remember this: our Huang Family resides at the foot of Huang Mountain, which means we bear the responsibility of guarding it. The Demon Race is inherently cunning; even the slightest possibility cannot be taken lightly. If the White Fox tribe were to reappear on Huang Mountain and bring harm to the people of Huizhou Prefecture again, the faces of our Huang Family ancestors would be utterly disgraced. How can we face the surrounding populace?"

In the future, the Huang Family is to be handed over to Kun’er, but at this moment, Huang Yuanliang was extremely disappointed with his son’s reaction.

Even though his generation had not experienced the true chaos of the Demon Race, he had heard from his grandfather that in his great-grandfather’s generation, great-grandfather had nine brothers. To exterminate the Demon Race of Jiangnan Dao, only great-grandfather survived.

Three hundred members of the Huang clan, with only a dozen remaining.

"Go kneel in the ancestral hall, and don’t come out until you have knelt for three days and three nights!"

"Yes."

Chastised by his father, a look of shame appeared on Huang Kun’s face.

One of the ancestral rules of the Huang Family is that matters concerning the Demon Race must not be taken lightly.

Huang Yuanliang’s gaze turned to Lin Chen, "Lin Chen, you did right, the old man shares your judgment; the White Fox tribe is very likely planning something on Huang Mountain."

"Master, how should we respond now?"

"Send a message to Wenzhou Prefecture Government Office immediately, gather forces, but do not startle the snake!"

Lin Chen was taken aback; they were going to notify Wenzhou Prefecture Government Office already?

Up until now, it was just his speculation. If he were wrong, wouldn’t they have stirred everyone up for nothing?

"Even if the speculation is wrong, it doesn’t matter," Huang Yuanliang seemed to understand what Lin Chen was thinking and explained, "In these years, many strict laws from when Liang was founded have been abolished, and there is room for maneuver in many things. But in matters concerning the Demon Race, Liang has never changed since its founding. Those who collude with the Demon Race are executed to the last member, regardless of their contributions to Liang. If there is suspicious intelligence on the Demon Race, every place must investigate to the end. Dare to slack, and it will not be just losing one’s official positions."

A quarter of an hour later!

A flying hawk flew out from the Huang Family mansion, heading to Huizhou Prefecture Government Office.

Within a cup of tea’s time, several red-feathered flying hawks flew from Huizhou Prefecture Government Office towards the direction of Jiangnan Dao. Many Martial Path powerhouses in Huizhou seeing the red-feathered hawks flying, their expressions became serious.

Messages were being relayed between the prefecture offices of Liang, using different flying communication methods based on the urgency of the matter. Red-feathered hawks represented the highest level.

Many martial artists also began heading to Huizhou Prefecture Government Office.

That night!

All around Huang Mountain, Martial Path powerhouses from Huizhou Prefecture, Shezhou Prefecture, and Jingde Prefecture began to gather, enclosing the entire foot of Huang Mountain.

At the same time, the Vice Dao Master of Jiangnan Dao, the Deputy Commander of the Military Department stationed in Jiangnan Dao, was also rushing towards Huang Mountain.

The Martial Path forces of Jiangnan Dao were rapidly mobilizing towards Huang Mountain at this moment, yet the surrounding populace remained oblivious.

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Deep in the night!

Lin Chen stayed in the villa at Huang Mountain, knowing that Master had already gone into the mountains, not only Master but also several of his senior uncles and some Grade-Entering Martial Artists from Huizhou Prefecture Government Office had entered Huang Mountain together.

Being just at the Refining Viscera Realm, his strength was still somewhat lacking and he couldn’t be of much help.

That night, Lin Chen did not sleep.

Until the sky began to brighten, Lin Chen heard the invitation from the servants, knowing that Master had returned, he rushed to the backyard where Master was.

In the backyard.

White hair Huan Yuanliang was disheveled, with many parts of his body bloodstained, the same with several of his senior uncles.

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief, although Master and his several senior uncles were covered in blood, they at least hadn’t suffered any serious injuries.

"Master, this Huang Mountain..."

"Lin Chen, the information you reported this time was very timely. The White Fox tribe had indeed left a hand behind in Huang Mountain years ago, digging a secret tunnel allowing them to directly enter Huang Mountain from hundreds of miles away."

Huang Yuanliang knew what Lin Chen wanted to ask and directly explained the night’s events.

"The White Fox tribe arranged for more than fifty Grade-Entering clansmen to infiltrate Huang Mountain, along with two elder-level presences. These fox monsters were extremely vicious, resorting to desperate self-destruction upon discovery, just to avoid being captured alive by our Liang martial artists."

"Avoid being captured alive?" Lin Chen pondered, "The White Fox tribe doesn’t want their true purpose in returning to Huang Mountain exposed."

"Exactly, myself and several adults have reached the same conclusion; the White Fox tribe’s dispatch of two elders and so many clansmen to return to Huang Mountain is definitely not as simple as wanting to take root there."

Huang Yuanliang agreed with Lin Chen’s assessment, but then immediately instructed Huang Fenghua beside him, "In a while, take Lin Chen and leave the Huang Family."

"Master, why let the disciple leave now?"

Lin Chen was puzzled, and the old eyes of Huang Yuanliang revealed a keen light, "This time the White Fox tribe suffered great losses, they definitely won’t let it go. Our Liang naturally does not fear the White Fox tribe, but we fear they might target you for revenge in the shadows."

"Revenge against the disciple?"

"The methods of the Demon Race are not to be underestimated. Every year our Liang loses not a few geniuses unexpectedly, with the Demon Race’s handiwork involved in some, but without evidence found. Those Demon Races who leave Liang dare not openly confront our Liang’s geniuses, fearing we might dispatch powerhouses to destroy their tribes at all costs."