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I thought this was all over, but apparently, they’re still not satisfied. If that’s the case, I’ll have to be ruthless next time.

The members of the Green Emperor Sect said nothing more and left in disgrace. They had arrived with an air of arrogance, dismissive of everything, but now they departed in a sorry state. It was a classic display of ignorance.

Xu Yihan sighed. She had done her best, but she never imagined the people of the Green Emperor Sect would be so stubborn. Forget it. I suppose my good intentions were completely wasted.

"Commander Yang, I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble."

Xu Yihan sighed. Not only had she failed to help the Green Emperor Sect, but she had also caused Yang Qi a great deal of unnecessary hassle. She felt genuinely terrible about it.

"It’s fine. It’s not your fault, so I don’t blame you," Yang Qi said. "But I’ve been delayed long enough. It’s time for me to go."

He would attend the Martial Arts Conference, of course, but right now, he was more anxious to return and advance his realm. With so much Spiritual Spring and the herbs from the War God King, my improvement this time surely won’t be limited to a single level.

"Thank you for your understanding, Commander Yang."

Xu Yihan had been genuinely worried that Yang Qi would blame her for the incident with the Green Emperor Sect. Fortunately, he was able to see the situation clearly.

***

As Yang Qi was on a plane back to Thunder City, a group of people had gathered in Sea City, drinking in sullen silence.

One of them was Wu Feng of the Wu Family.

Another was Zheng Bunai from the Zheng Family, the older brother of Zheng Busu. Although Zheng Bunai lacked Zheng Busu’s talent in Martial Arts, his status was still extremely high thanks to the Zheng Family’s influence.

He was currently surrounded by his cronies and a few figures from Sea City’s Hidden Dragon List.

The reason for their sullen drinking was the disastrous mission to the Forbidden Land, which had resulted in the death of Zheng Busu—and they still didn’t know who was responsible. The Zheng Family suspected it was that man, Yang Qi. After all, he was the last person to obtain the Spiritual Spring, but they had no proof.

"The Zheng Family has always operated on the principle that it’s better to kill ten thousand innocent people than to let a single guilty one escape," Zheng Bunai said coldly. "This trip to the Forbidden Land cost my family dearly. Someone has to take responsibility. That Yang Qi should still have some Spiritual Spring. If he obediently hands it over, I might consider sparing his life."

"Young Master Zheng, it would be best not to go to Thunder City," Wu Feng suddenly interjected. "That Yang Qi managed to get the Spiritual Spring from the Forbidden Land, which means he’s no simple character. I’ve fought him before. He’s much stronger than me."

"Heh, Wu Feng, you’re a Third Rank Overlord, one of the top three on the Hidden Dragon List, yet you’re scared stiff by some punk from Thunder City? You’re a disgrace to Sea City’s Hidden Dragon List," sneered Feng Wencai, the Young Master of the Feng Family, another of Sea City’s major families.

Feng Wencai was also in the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List, with combat power comparable to Zheng Busu’s. However, the Feng Family was ranked sixth, lower than the Zheng Family, so he naturally had to defer to Zheng Bunai.

With the top three families of Sea City absent, Zheng Bunai was the de facto leader of the group gathered here at the Hidden Dragon Club. The very mention of the Hidden Dragon Club was enough to make many people’s expressions change. Relying on the prestige of the ten great families, the Hidden Dragon Club was even more feared than the Tianhai Association or the Green Emperor Sect.

After all, its members were either martial arts prodigies with exceptional talent or the heirs of the major families. The club had over a hundred members, each a prominent young figure.

Within the Hidden Dragon Club, status was naturally determined by family ranking. The Zheng Family ranked fourth, the Wu Family fifth, and the Feng Family sixth. Therefore, even though Wu Feng was more powerful than Zheng Bunai, his say meant little compared to Zheng Bunai’s. Their families were their true source of power.

"Exactly, Wu Feng! What’s the use of your combat power? You’re a disgrace to our Wu Family," Wu Xiu mocked. "Since Young Master Zheng intends to go to Thunder City to demand justice, I fully support him."

"Since no one objects, we’ll head to Thunder City tomorrow to get our revenge on that bastard Yang Qi."

In truth, this was less about revenge and more about Zheng Bunai wanting to seize the opportunity to prove himself. With Zheng Busu dead, he was now the most likely candidate to become the next Family Head. Handling this matter beautifully would earn him considerable favor.

***

Yang Qi, of course, was oblivious to the events unfolding in Sea City.

After returning to Thunder City, he eagerly gave a bag of the Spiritual Spring to the Qifei Group, entrusting it to their research team. Their dedicated team would certainly work much faster than he could alone.

He, meanwhile, locked himself in his training room.

He dripped the Immortal Gourd Spirit Liquid onto the herbs. Two-hundred-year-old herbs became three hundred years old; one-hundred-year-old herbs became two hundred. If anyone else found out about this, they’d go insane.

He tried dripping the Spiritual Liquid on the Spiritual Spring and found that it worked as well, though the effect was different. For the herbs, it increased their age and spiritual essence. For the Spiritual Spring, it directly enhanced its potency. A single drop of Spiritual Liquid could double the effectiveness of a hundred catties of Spiritual Spring.

Yang Qi was ecstatic.

So, he treated the rest of the Spiritual Spring with the Spiritual Liquid. He had obtained plenty of it in the Forbidden Land, so he wasn’t worried about running out. Afterward, he fused the Spiritual Spring with the herbs and began refining the mixture, creating a Medicine Pool that could enhance one’s cultivation.

As he was busy with this process, Zheng Bunai, Feng Wencai, Wu Xiu, and their entourage had already arrived in Thunder City.

Wu Feng had not come. He wouldn’t have come even if his life depended on it. He had witnessed firsthand how terrifying Yang Qi could be. Opposing a madman like that was simply courting death.

Zheng Bunai and his group arrived at the Qifei Group headquarters. They didn’t know where Yang Qi lived, only that he was connected to the company. Just as they arrived, they spotted Li Qingyan outside the office building, giving an interview to a crowd of reporters.

Zheng Bunai couldn’t take his eyes off her.

"That woman’s not bad. Is she single?" he asked.

"Rest assured, Young Master Zheng. I investigated before we came. She is definitely single," Wu Xiu said, fawning over Zheng Bunai like a lapdog. He was utterly disgracing his title as the Wu Family’s Young Master, but he didn’t seem to care in the least.

Zheng Bunai smiled, then turned to his cronies and ordered, "I want that woman, Li Qingyan. We’ll grab her. It’ll be the perfect way to force Yang Qi to show himself."

The pack of lackeys beside him knew exactly what Zheng Bunai was after and nodded in unison.

"Wait for the reporters to leave before you make a move," Zheng Bunai added. "We are, after all, members of Sea City’s Hidden Dragon Club. We can’t bring shame to the club."

With that, he turned and walked away.