The Strongest Qi Refiner

Bald head man had originally brought a few men with him.

But after seeing Fang Yu’s strength, where would those men dare to come forward?

The bald head man was still begging for mercy, but Fang Yu suddenly raised his foot and kicked him in the jaw.

“Bang!”

The bald head man screamed and the whole man flew out and fell to the ground, his mouth full of blood, and fainted.

Fang Yu looked at Li Zhengrong condescendingly, lifted his foot and said, “Last time you sent a gunman but didn’t kill me. Now, it’s my turn to kill you.”

Li Zhengrong opened his eyes wide, his eyes filled with fear.

Fang Yu dropped his foot!

“Bang!”

There was a chilling sound of broken bones, and Li Zhengrong vomited a large mouthful of blood, completely lost.

One of the strongest underground forces in Jianghai City, Li Zhengrong, die!

Inside the tournament hall, there was still a palpable silence.

Everyone was looking at Fang Yu, their faces pale, only fear in their eyes.

This young man was simply too terrifying.

……………………..

Fang Yu left the underground tournament hall under a blank stare.

He didn’t get into Li Xiaomo’s car, but chose to walk home.

He needed to think of something.

………………

Long ago, Fang Yu’s school was called the Heaven’s Path Gate.

Fang Yu was brought into the sect by his master from the age of fifteen, and he never left the Heavenly Path Gate after that.

The Heavenly Path Gate was not a very large sect, with only about five hundred disciples in the entire sect.

Fang Yu’s master was the head of the Heavenly Path Gate.

A thousand years after Fang Yu stepped into the path of cultivation, his master successfully overcame the calamity and ascended to immortality.

Before his master left, he handed over the position of Head of the Gate to Fang Yu’s senior brother, Lin Daochen.

After another 1,200 years, Lin Daochen also succeeded in his destiny.

Before he left, he handed over the position to Fang Yu and told him to take good care of the 500 disciples of the sect.

Fang Yu didn’t want to be the head of the sect, but he was already the most senior person in the Heavenly Sect.

Nearly another hundred years passed.

One year, something went wrong.

A group of female disciples of the Heavenly Oath Sect who had just entered the gate less than five years ago and were around fifteen years old, encountered disciples of the Purple Inferno Palace when they were out on a training trip.

Almost all of these female disciples and the elder who led them on their training were raped and killed, and their bodies were thrown in the wilderness, where they were burned to ashes by the disciples of the Purple Inferno Palace using a secret method.

The only female disciple who escaped returned to the Heaven’s Path Sect and told Fang Yu about it.

Fang Yu carried a long sword and killed the ten elders and more than fifty disciples of the Purple Inferno Palace, and seriously injured the head of Ziyan Palace.

If it wasn’t stopped by someone sent by the so-called Righteous Path Alliance, Fang Yu could have wiped out the Purple Inferno Palace that day!

That was also the one thing Fang Yu regretted the most so far.

If he had been able to exterminate the Purple Inferno Palace before the Righteous Path Alliance arrived, there wouldn’t have been anything that followed.

Later on, since the Purple Inferno Palace died and did not admit that their disciples did that thing, and the evidence had been destroyed by them, even the body was not left.

Thus, the charge of the Purple Inferno Palace was not established, but Fang Yu, who killed many of the Purple Inferno Palace disciples, was arrested and put into the mountain prison for two hundred years.

Before he was imprisoned, Fang Yu entrusted a friend to look after the Heavenly Gate for him.

This friend was a woman who looked similar to Ji Rumei.

During the two hundred years, there was a sectarian war outside.

The head of the Purple Inferno Palace had always held a grudge against Fang Yu, so he took advantage of Fang Yu’s absence and the great chaos in the immortal world to storm the Heaven’s Path Gate with a group of disciples.

The Heaven’s Path Gate’s disciples were already small, and its overall strength was not even on the same level as that of the Purple Inferno Palace.

Overnight, the entire sky of the Heavenly Path Gate was covered with purple flames, and not a single disciple of the Heavenly Path Gate survived.

Fang Yu’s friend, the woman, had also perished in the battle in order to fulfil Fang Yu’s commission.

After Fang Yu came out of the mountain prison, he returned to the Heavenly Path Gate and all he saw was ashes, without a trace of life.

Thus.

He once again killed his way onto the Purple Inferno Palace.

This time, no one dared to obstruct him.

Fang Yu killed for seven days and seven nights at the Purple Inferno Palace, not sparing anyone and forcing out the Supreme Elders of the Purple Inferno Palace.

With severe injuries, Fang Yu fought thousands of rounds against the Supreme Elder and finally beheaded him.

Only, it was already too late.

……………..

Thinking back to this memory, Fang Yu only felt hostility rising.

Especially after discovering today that there were still successors of the Purple Inferno Palace, his hostility was almost uncontrollable.

He must uncover all the successors of the Purple Inferno Palace, and kill every one he saw!

Under the night, Fang Yu’s eyes were incomparably cold.

……….

Southern Capital, Zheng Family.

Zheng Xiudu sat in his study, narrowing his eyes and looking at Yang Yinzhu in front of him.

Yang Yenzhu’s face was a bit haggard, and her eyes were slightly red and swollen.

But she had purposely put on makeup before meeting Zheng Xiudu. So her face still looked demonically cold and flawless.

“Miss Yang Yinzhu, I’m sorry about what happened to your big brother. But if you want me to help you deal with Fang Yu, with all due respect, dealing with Fang Yu isn’t of much benefit to me.” Zheng Xiuzhu smiled and said mildly.

“Zheng, my brother is such a good friend of yours……” Yang Yenzhu said whose face changed slightly.

Zheng Xiuzhu waved his hand and said, “Indeed, your brother and I considered him as friends. But in today’s world, feelings alone won’t work, and I need a reason for everything I do. And I can’t see any reason behind it.” Yang Yinzhu bit her lip.

She had long heard that the Zheng Family Prince was an extremely harsh person with a rather cold temperament.

Now that she saw him, it was true.

“Zheng, if you agree to my request, I can let the Yang family become an affiliated family of the Zheng family and give the Zheng family fifteen percent of the profits every year.” Yang Yinzhu said through clenched teeth.

Letting the Yang family become an affiliate of another family was a very difficult decision for a proud person like Yang Yinzhu.

But she had no other way.

After Yang Jian was ruined by Fang Yu, the Yang family almost collapsed.

Yang Shaorong, who was the head of the family, was now in a state of hysteria and couldn’t preside over the situation at all.

The Yang family was now leaderless and all work was at a standstill.

Only if Yang Yenzhu went back could the military be stabilized.

But Yang Yenzhu didn’t dare to go back, she knew that Fang Yu wouldn’t let her go easily.

Now time was running out, Yang Yenzhu had no other choice but to use the huge benefits to gain the Zheng family’s assistance.

“Fifteen percent…… I’m afraid it’s not quite enough. Our Zheng Family has many affiliated families, and they tribute at least twenty-five percent of their profits every year.” Zheng Xiudu revealed a trace of a smile and said.

Twenty-five percent!

It’s like a lion’s mouth!

Moreover, Zheng Xiudu’s use of the word tribute also deeply stung Yang Yenzhu’s self-esteem.

Yang Yinzhu’s face was ugly, she was biting her red lips tightly, her heart incomparably stifled.

“Of course, for the sake of Miss Yang, I can give some concessions, your Yang family only needs to pay tribute for twenty percent of the profit.” Zheng Xiudu looked at Yang Yenzhu, and in his eyes was undisguised heat.

Seeing Zheng Xiudu’s eyes, Yang Yinzhu immediately understood what he meant.

Yang Yinzhu stood in place, her fists clenched, her breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

She had been a proud person since she was a child, and she had always felt that she was smart and her IQ was superior.

This was also true, since she was a child, she hadn’t had too many setbacks, and she was successful in everything she did. After taking over the Yang family’s business, even more so, within just a few years, she made the Yang family as a whole rise a level.

But since meeting Fang Yu…… everything had changed.

Yang Yenzhu has been failing all the time!

Her plans that she thought were perfect were always ruined by Fang Yu!

Her brother was beaten as a vegetable, her brother lost his right hand, and his cultivation was abolished!

Fang Yu, was her nightmare.

“We must get rid of Fang Yu!”

As long as she gets rid of Fang Yu, she believes she can get back on track and be able to make the Yang family soar to the sky once again!

“Miss Yang, I can give you time to think about it. You can go back first…… ” Zheng Xiuchen’s eyes changed before he finished speaking.

Yang Yinzhu raised her head, it was expressionless.

She placed her hands on the buttons of her blouse and began to unbutton them, slowly walking towards Zheng Xiudu.

By the time Yang Yinzhu reached Zheng Xiudu, she was already without an inch of her body.

Zheng Xiudu looked at Yang Yenzhu in front of him, the corners of his mouth hooked up, revealing an evil smile, and reached out his hand to embrace Yang Yenzhu…..

…………

Jianghai Central Hospital, intensive care unit.

Yang Jian was still lying on the hospital bed, in a coma.

The examination report showed that Yang Jian had suffered serious injuries to many parts of his body due to excessive blood loss. It was likely that he would never wake up and was in a state of brain death, commonly known as a vegetative state.

Yang Shaorong sat beside the hospital bed, described as wasted, his eyes bloodshot, and his hair had turned gray almost overnight.

He only had two sons, but now both of them had become vegetative.

Yang Shaorong grabbed his hair, his entire body in a frenzied state.

His heart had completely collapsed, and he didn’t even want to live anymore.

“Bang bang.”

Just at this moment, the door of the hospital room was knocked on.

Yang Shaorong raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, “Come in.”

The door was pushed open and a tall, extremely strong man in black martial robes walked in.

He walked straight to the hospital bed and reached out to grab Yang Jian’s left arm.

“Who are you? What do you want?” Yang Shaorong’s face changed and asked.

The man ignored Yang Shaorong and grabbed Yang Jian’s arm, his hand glowing with a dazzling golden light.

After a moment, he let go of Yang Jian’s hand and looked at Yang Shaorong, his eyes cold as he spoke, “I will avenge Yang Jian’s death for him.”