Unfortunately, he was wrong—Evan Chu wasn’t at Tempering Body level eight, but level nine.
That’s why his confident attack missed, and he was met with Evan Chu’s furious counterattack, swift as a storm.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Evan Chu drove his Gale Fist with inner qi, launching a torrent of blows—his fists hammered down on Charles Chu like a rainstorm.
Charles managed to block only two punches.
The third and fourth landed squarely on his chest and abdomen.
The fifth smashed into his jaw.
With a scream, Charles Chu was sent flying, crashing heavily several meters away.
Before he could even get up, Evan Chu had already rushed over!
"Crack! Crack!"
Without hesitation, Evan Chu stomped down, breaking both of Charles Chu's lower leg bones cleanly!
"Ah!"
Charles Chu let out a miserable, anguished scream, then roared, "Evan Chu, you dare break my legs! The family head will never let you go!"
With a cold snort, Evan Chu stomped again—two more crisp cracks rang out as he shattered both of Charles Chu’s thigh bones.
The pain was so intense that Charles Chu instantly fainted!
But Evan Chu didn’t let him off—he grabbed Charles, then slapped him several times across the face.
The pain woke Charles Chu up.
"Speak, why did you come here this time?" Evan Chu stared at him, voice cold and pressing.
"I won’t tell you!" Charles Chu glared at Evan Chu with venomous eyes.
Without another word, Evan Chu unleashed another round of left and right slaps. "Crack, crack, crack, crack!"
Without another word, Evan Chu unleashed another round of left and right slaps. Charles Chu’s face instantly swelled, blood streaming from his broken lips, looking like a pig’s head.
"Still not talking?" Evan Chu pressed again.
Charles Chu sneered, "Ha! You little bastard, go ahead and kill me, because sooner or later you’ll be joining me in death!"
"If you want to die, I’ll grant your wish!" Evan Chu’s eyes turned icy. He reached out, and with a crisp, decisive twist, snapped Charles Chu’s neck. He had not the slightest mercy for a traitor.
On the side, Warren Wang and Shawn Zhou were completely dumbfounded. He actually killed the chief steward! Wasn’t he afraid the family head would kill him in return?
"You two, get over here!"
Evan Chu beckoned to them.
The two were scared out of their wits. They spun around and ran down the mountain.
"Think you can get away?"
Evan Chu shot out like lightning, catching up to the slower Warren Wang. With a heavy punch to the back, Warren flew through the air and landed on the ground, lifeless.
At the same time, Evan Chu flicked a stone from his hand, sending it flying.
"Thud!"
The stone struck Shawn Zhou’s right heel. With a pained cry, he tumbled down the slope, rolling toward the foot of the mountain. Evan Chu leapt ahead, then kicked Shawn’s hundred-plus-pound body back up to the mountaintop.
"Young Master, spare me! Young Master, spare me! I know I was wrong—please, for the sake of all my years serving you, let me off just this once!"
Seeing Evan Chu approach, Shawn Zhou was scared out of his wits and immediately flipped over, kneeling and kowtowing for mercy.
Evan Chu looked at him coldly and said, "Straighten your body!"
Evan Chu looked at him coldly and said, "Straighten your body!"
Just then, Evan Chu’s right foot lashed out like lightning, smashing into Shawn Zhou’s lower abdomen. With a dull thud, Shawn collapsed in agony, rolling on the ground—his dantian shattered by that kick.
Just then, Evan Chu’s right foot lashed out like lightning, smashing into Shawn Zhou’s lower abdomen. With a dull thud, Shawn collapsed in agony, rolling on the ground—his dantian shattered by that kick.
Chloe Snow nervously walked over, her face full of worry. Though she was excited by Evan Chu’s display of power, she knew killing Charles Chu meant that Drake Chu would never let them off!
Chloe Snow nervously walked over, her face full of worry. Though she was excited by Evan Chu’s display of power, she knew killing Charles Chu meant that Drake Chu would never let them off!
"Thank you, Young Master! Thank you!"
Shawn Zhou kowtowed twice to Evan Chu, then shakily stood up, hoisted the corpses of Charles Chu and Warren Wang, and staggered down the mountain like a beaten dog.
"Brother, what do we do next?"
Chloe Snow asked again.
Evan Chu’s eyes narrowed slightly. "What do we do? First, we’ll collect a bit of interest, then leave this place. Close your eyes—I’ll take you somewhere safe."
"Okay!"
As soon as Chloe Snow closed her eyes, Evan Chu took her by the arm, activated his Divine Temple connection, and they vanished from the spot.
The System could seal his cultivation and Primordial Spirit, but it couldn’t sever his link to the Divine Temple.
He settled Chloe Snow safely on a life-rich planet inside the Divine Temple, far from the reach of the Chu Family. Then, Evan Chu returned to the Temple’s training room to cultivate and rebuild his foundation.
In this world, spirit stones, pills, and spirit medicines are precious cultivation resources.
A town-level power like the Chu Family, though wealthy, still couldn’t afford to use spirit stones for cultivation.
Evan Chu sat with a top-grade spirit crystal in each hand. Guided by his will, pure spiritual qi flowed continuously into his body, washing through him.
Evan Chu’s body was far too weak.
Simply put, his foundation was shallow. So what he needed to do now was strengthen it.
For most martial artists, strengthening their foundation is extremely difficult—but for him, it was no trouble at all.
Day and night, he used spiritual qi to temper his body for ten days straight. Evan Chu felt every cell in this body brimming with vitality. His strength had at least doubled, easily surpassing even peak Tempering Body level nine fighters.
At the same time, his dantian, meridians, and even his organs were greatly improved by the spiritual qi’s nourishment.
"Hmm, this body can’t absorb any more spiritual qi right now, so..." Evan Chu thought to himself.
In the next moment, Evan Chu produced a Frost-Soul Pill.
He swallowed the pill. As its medicinal power spread, he felt his body and soul rapidly remolded, while a large amount of yellowish impurities and liquid were expelled.
In the next moment, Evan Chu produced a Frost-Soul Pill.
After the transformation, every inch of his body glowed with a faint jade light.
Inside the training room, time flowed at a thousand times faster than outside.
So even though he spent forty days cultivating, not much time had passed in the outside world.
Meanwhile, Shawn Zhou carried the corpses of Charles Chu and Warren Wang back to the Chu Family estate.
"Speak, what happened?"
Meanwhile, Shawn Zhou carried the corpses of Charles Chu and Warren Wang back to the Chu Family estate, throwing the household into chaos.
Shawn Zhou trembled as he said, "Young Master, it was Evan Chu who killed them!"
"What?" Blake Chu was stunned, then cried out in disbelief, "Impossible! That brat’s dantian was crippled by my father. How could he possibly kill Charles Chu and Warren Wang?"
"Young Master, I wouldn’t dare lie to you. They were definitely killed by Evan Chu!"
At that moment, Drake Chu strode over. Seeing the corpses, his face darkened. "Who killed them?"
"Father, Shawn Zhou says it was that little bastard Evan Chu!" Blake Chu gritted his teeth.
"Impossible!"
Drake Chu’s face was full of disbelief. "I personally shattered his dantian with heavy methods—there’s no way he could recover, let alone kill Charles Chu and Warren Wang! Even if he did recover, he should only be at Tempering Body level seven. How could he possibly kill a level nine expert like Charles Chu?"
Blake Chu shook his head. "I don’t believe it either, but Shawn Zhou wouldn’t dare lie in front of us!"
Drake Chu’s eyes flashed with vicious killing intent. "Shawn Zhou, tell me every detail of what happened. If you hide even half a word, you’ll wish you were dead!"
Blake Chu shook his head. "I don’t believe it either, but Shawn Zhou wouldn’t dare lie in front of us!"
Drake Chu’s eyes flashed with vicious killing intent. "Shawn Zhou, tell me every detail of what happened. If you hide even half a word, you’ll wish you were dead!"