Chapter 2333 - 2334: Tearing Off the Mask

Chapter 2333: Chapter 2334: Tearing Off the Mask

Thinking this, Lin Chen couldn’t help but sigh softly. How could there be so much bullshit in this clan? They promised him something—just give it to him and be done with it, no?

Lin Chen shook his head, finding it harder and harder to understand what Jiang Liang was doing.

"Is that so? Then I’d like to see just how much strength you still haven’t shown."

With a cold laugh, Jiang Liang swung his fist forward, the force behind this punch even more ferocious than before.

Originally, seeing Lin Chen only at the third level of the Spirit Pill Realm, he’d intended to hold back somewhat, but after hearing Lin Chen’s arrogant words, Jiang Liang’s anger was completely stirred up.

He needed to teach this brat in front of him a lesson. After all, this was happening inside the clan; the longer it dragged on, the more he’d lose face.

So now Jiang Liang’s power was erupting even more violently. This made Lin Chen secretly startle—sure enough, the gap between the Spirit Fetus Realm and the Spirit Pill Realm was immense, hard to cross.

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes. One hand came to rest on Tang Ming’s shoulder, and he slowly shifted a foot back. He needed to find an opening to leave.

After all, this difference in strength wasn’t something he could make up for with the power of his flesh alone.

"Elder Jiang, stop him."

A cold voice cut in. After seeing Lin Chen’s movements, Jiang Liang had already weighed things in his heart. He gave a sneer and then turned to speak to Jiang Husheng at his side.

"Ah... yes."

Jiang Husheng had been lost in thought, but upon hearing Jiang Liang’s words, he began to move. His figure flickered, and a large net was already dropping from the top of the hall.

He might not be good at much else, but when it came to trapping people, he had some skill.

Although Jiang Husheng knew Lin Chen wouldn’t be that easy to bind, looking at the current situation, he didn’t need to hold Lin Chen for long. As long as he could delay Lin Chen’s movements for a moment, Jiang Liang would naturally have plenty of time to deal with him.

The sudden net made Lin Chen’s gaze darken. He’d planned to retreat first, then figure out a way to reclaim the reward that was his.

But right now, Jiang Liang wasn’t giving him that chance.

"Brother Lin, go!"

At this moment, Tang Ming suddenly leaped up, rushing to meet the large net that was descending. At the moment they collided, Tang Ming exerted all his strength, slowing the net’s fall to give Lin Chen enough time to escape.

"Courting death!"

Jiang Husheng’s beard trembled. He already had old grudges with Lin Chen, and now there was new hatred on top of that. Even though both incidents had been stirred up by him in the first place, in Jiang Husheng’s eyes there was no way he could let Lin Chen leave.

Now Tang Ming was helping Lin Chen, so naturally Jiang Husheng saw him as a thorn in his eye as well.

His hands crossed before his chest, forming an extremely complicated seal. Then Jiang Husheng slapped his arms forward; as he struck, Spiritual Energy condensed from that hand seal shot toward the air, then fell onto the net that was entangled with Tang Ming.

There was a crackling sound—that was flames scorching cloth—followed by the stench of charred flesh.

Tang Ming felt as if he’d been thrown into a furnace. The searing heat caused blisters to rise on his skin. The pain pinned his body in place; as he struggled wildly, he couldn’t help but scream at the top of his lungs.

But with such movement, the high-temperature ropes scorched Tang Ming’s flesh even more.

This scene made Jiang Husheng at the side feel a faint sense of satisfaction.

"Elder Jiang, what are you doing! Stop at once!"

Jiang Ningyan’s face changed drastically. Looking at Tang Ming, she felt a wrenching pain in her chest.

She ran to Jiang Husheng’s side, yanking at the corner of his robe, and shouted angrily.

She didn’t dare do anything to Jiang Liang, but Jiang Husheng—him she still dared confront.

"Hmph."

With her tugging at him, the seal in Jiang Husheng’s hands dissipated, and the Spiritual Energy that had been pouring into the ropes from that seal cut off. With his gesture falling, the heat surging within the net finally scattered.

Tang Ming immediately felt his body lighten. His strength gave out, and he dropped from midair. His skin was scorched bright red and covered in blood-filled blisters.

In that moment of entanglement, Jiang Liang also seized the opportunity; his figure flashed to appear in front of Lin Chen. Lin Chen’s eyes were cool and clear, without the slightest fear, as calm and deep as a still pool.

He raised his fist and drew a deep breath. Even though his Spiritual Energy couldn’t quite keep up right now, he still needed to try.

"Jiang Liang, bullying a junior like this—aren’t you ashamed to call it a victory?"

And then, in the next instant, a familiar voice suddenly rang out. The fist that should have landed on Lin Chen abruptly stopped, its wrist caught in someone’s grip.

"Father!"

Jiang Ningyan’s joy overflowed. The newcomer was none other than Jiang Wei. His hand clamped down on Jiang Liang’s wrist like an iron pincer, leaving him unable to move in the slightest.

"What, big brother’s going to stand up for an outsider now?"

Jiang Liang narrowed his eyes. There wasn’t the slightest hint of shock on his face—only cold indifference. His aura gradually withdrew, and his jade-green arm returned to its original state.

"I’ve already heard from the guards outside. This matter is something I promised this young brother. Doing this—aren’t you going a bit too far?"

Jiang Wei said with a cold laugh. When he first stepped into the manor, he’d already heard the whole story.

He couldn’t help but feel some fury. It was Jiang Wei who had invited Lin Chen to help seek out that treasure and had promised him a reward. What’s more, when they encountered Lu Kang and those strange creatures, if not for Lin Chen, Jiang Wei would have died on the spot. How could he possibly have lived to return?

"So what? You, the Clan Leader, weren’t home. Naturally, I had the authority to make decisions about clan affairs. I couldn’t just watch you being toyed with by an outsider and do nothing, could I?"

Jiang Liang said coolly.

"If not for him, we would have died there."

Jiang Wei shot back. He understood his second brother’s designs well enough. What Jiang Liang wanted, in the end, was the Clan Leader’s seat, which was why he opposed Jiang Wei at every turn.

Jiang Liang had kept his ambitions somewhat in check before, but looking at him now, this boldness clearly came from his breakthrough in strength giving him confidence.

"Besides, now that I’ve returned, matters of the clan should naturally be decided by me."

"Jiang Husheng."

Jiang Wei slowly walked to the center of the hall and sat down. Then he lifted his eyes to look at Jiang Husheng, who was clearly nervous, and said lightly, "Go, bring all the Soul-Reviving Grass out for this young hero, and prepare a banquet as well."

His tone was cold, but carried an unquestionable weight, along with a trace of anger.