Two sword strikes, two kills—both Divine Sea experts. Though Changyang Town still had five Divine Sea cultivators left, none felt confident they could defeat Evan Chu.
For a moment, regret washed over them. They’d known for ages that Evan Chu possessed peak Divine Sea cultivation, but they’d relied on the Wei Family’s alliance with the Fengs, thinking that even if the fighters from Gracefield Town heard the news, they’d have no choice but to swallow the loss.
And that’s exactly what happened—the Qin, Li, Wang, and Zhou families all backed down the moment the Fengs got involved. But they’d miscalculated Evan Chu: even knowing Changyang Town had the Feng Family behind them, he still led his men up the mountain to retake the mine, and his strength turned out to be even greater than the rumors.
"Have you decided? Will you cripple your own cultivation, or die?"
Evan Chu’s voice rang out again, cold and merciless.
At his words, the fighters on Changyang Town’s side looked utterly grim.
Then, one Divine Sea cultivator stepped forward, gritting his teeth and speaking nervously: "Young Master Chu, leave some room for the future. This whole Blacktower Mine business was led by the Wei Family. Could you make an exception and let us go? We swear never to covet the mine again!"
Evan Chu sneered, "You think you can come and go as you please? Do you really think the Chu Family’s property is so easy to take? You have three breaths left to decide. If you haven’t chosen by then, I’ll make the choice for you!"
Instantly, the faces of Changyang Town’s fighters grew even uglier. For a martial cultivator, their cultivation was worth more than life itself—no one would cripple themselves unless absolutely forced.
Seeing that Evan Chu wouldn’t let them off even if they surrendered, a desperate resolve began to form in their hearts.
That same Divine Sea cultivator spoke again: "Young Master Chu, we admit you’re strong, but we still have five Divine Sea experts on our side. If we fight to the death, even if you kill us, you won’t walk away unscathed!"
"Just you lot?" Evan Chu sneered, then his expression turned icy. "Time’s up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward. A dome of yellow earth-light radiated out, enveloping all five Divine Sea cultivators from Changyang Town.
Ssshing!
Sword light burst forth, twisting like a dragon.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!"
Blood splattered, heads flew—the five Divine Sea experts became nothing but corpses beneath Evan Chu’s sword, all in less than a single breath.
For a moment, the remaining fighters from Changyang Town were utterly stunned.
Even the Chu Family’s own martial artists looked dazed.
Then cheers erupted from the Chu Family’s ranks, all shouting as one: "Patriarch mighty! Patriarch mighty!"
Evan Chu stood there in spotless white robes, sword in hand, not a speck of dust on him. His gaze swept coolly over the remaining fighters from Changyang Town, and whoever met his eyes broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a chill deep in their bones.
Clang! Clang!
Some on Changyang Town’s side threw down their weapons, dropped to their knees, and begged for their lives.
With someone taking the lead, within a few breaths all the fighters from Changyang Town were kneeling—none remained standing.
Evan Chu spoke again: "The main culprits are dead, but the followers can’t be let off lightly. From now on, you’ll stay here at the mine and work. Those who perform well may join the Chu Family. Any objections?"
"Thank you, Young Master Chu! We’re willing!"
The fighters from Changyang Town answered in unison. Ten years was a long time, but compared to their lives, it was nothing.
Evan Chu hadn’t bothered to hide what happened.
So soon enough, both Gracefield Town and Changyang Town heard the news that he had retaken the Blacktower Mine.
Qin Family.
Roger Qin sighed heavily, face full of regret. "Now the Wei Family and Evan Chu are mortal enemies for sure!"
After killing a late Divine Sea and two mid Divine Sea experts, it’d be a miracle if the Wei Family just let it go.
Li Family.
"You can't!" Wei Le suddenly said to Feng Kai. "At most, send your two bodyguards—but you're not going yourself!"
"Should we contact the other three families?" a Li Family executive asked.
"Don't say another word! If you insist on going, then my Wei Family would rather do without your help!" Wei Le said firmly.
"But what if Evan Chu somehow survives?" another executive worried.
Seeing Wei Le’s determination, Feng Kai could only agree. He summoned his two waiting bodyguards, asked where Evan Chu was, and ordered them to go to Blacktower Mine and bring back Evan Chu’s head.
Meanwhile, the Zhou and Wang families, being more cautious, took no action for now despite hearing the news.
Changyang Town, Wei Family.
Smash!
A fine porcelain cup was smashed to pieces by Victor Wei, just as Wei Le and Feng Kai returned from their outing and saw the scene.
"Father, what happened? Why are you so angry?" Wei Le asked, puzzled.
"Yeah, Uncle Wei, who’s got you so worked up? Tell me, and I’ll take care of it for you!" Feng Kai quickly added.
Sigh!
Victor Wei let out a heavy sigh, his face full of sorrow. "Your second uncle’s been killed!"
"What?"
Wei Le cried out in shock. Wei Feixiong was a late Divine Sea cultivator—who could possibly kill him?
"Who was it? Who’s the killer?" Wei Le demanded loudly.
Evan Chu from Gracefield Town!
"Him!" Wei Le froze. She’d just returned to Changyang Town, but she’d already heard stories about Evan Chu. Supposedly, he’d reached peak Divine Sea at eighteen, but she didn’t really believe it—rumors get exaggerated, and even in Maplecloud City, hitting peak Divine Sea at eighteen was almost unheard of.
"He’s got some nerve, killing my second uncle! Where is he? I’ll go take his head myself!" Feng Kai shouted angrily.
"You can’t!" Wei Le suddenly said to Feng Kai. "At most, send your two bodyguards—but you’re not going yourself!"
This time, Wei Le wasn’t just putting on an act—she truly didn’t want Feng Kai taking risks. He was tied to her future, and if anything happened to him, the Feng Family in Maplecloud City would be furious.
"Don’t worry, Le’er, I—"
"Don’t say another word! If you insist on going, then my Wei Family would rather do without your help!" Wei Le said firmly.
"Fine!"
Seeing Wei Le’s determination, Feng Kai could only agree. He summoned his two waiting bodyguards, asked where Evan Chu was, and ordered them to go to Blacktower Mine and bring back Evan Chu’s head.
Victor Wei watched, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.