Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 1172: Chapter 1175: Conspiracy Fails, Directly Falling Out

”Just like you, Leng Ming, taunted me at the Martial Arts Arena,” Jiang Chen said indifferently, ”in your eyes, the Jiang Family of Jincheng doesn’t amount to much, to be extinguished is to be extinguished!”

”This is only you, who still do not possess the strength of a Soul Martial Art Technique. If the Flame Dragon Land becomes pervaded by forces adept in Soul Martial Art Techniques, and those forces are bound to be arrogant and strong, there will be no shortage of people sharing your perspective. Over time, only the great powers would remain on Flame Dragon Land, and the weaker ones would inevitably be massacred or become enslaved.”

Leng Ming’s heart trembled fiercely, his eyebrows lightly furrowed, and a contemplative look flashed across his eyes.

He always felt that what Jiang Chen said was not just about a possibility but also seemed to imply something more.

Noticing the contemplation in Leng Ming’s eyes, Jiang Chen gave a slight smile and nodded approvingly.

That remark was meant for Leng Ming. Since the Supreme Emperor wanted Leng Ming to follow Jiang Chen, it was Jiang Chen’s duty to ensure that Leng Ming did not cause trouble.

If Leng Ming went out with his current temper and decided to annihilate the entire clan of anyone who provoked him, that would be very problematic!

Therefore, since the conversation had reached this point, Jiang Chen took the opportunity to give him a warning!

However...

Jiang Chen glanced at Leng’ao and others, sighing to himself.

He had hoped to completely reconcile with the Huangluo Clan, but it seemed there were still some waves to overcome.

”Mr. Jiang.”

Just as Jiang Chen was pondering, Da Lou spoke again, ”Now that you have understood the significance of Martial Soul, would you be willing to let us have a glimpse of yours? We are truly very curious!”

”Grandpa Da Lou, aren’t you being a bit excessive? Just now, you were only asking Mr. Jiang about the cultivation technique he practiced, and now you are asking him to summon his Martial Soul. You know that Martial Soul only appears during combat with the casting of a secret technique, and each summoning requires a significant expenditure of energy,” Leng Ming frowned as he looked at Da Lou.

Da Lou smiled meaningfully, ”Perhaps, Mr. Jiang is willing to show it to us?”

”Yes, Mr. Jiang, show us!” Leng’ao chimed in at that moment, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, ”Mr. Jiang, aren’t you very powerful? Come on, show us! Or is it that you can’t perform it?”

Leng Ming sensed something was amiss, his eyebrows knitting together as he said in a deep voice, ”Leng’ao, what are you talking about?”

”Cousin Leng Ming, to prevent you from acting rashly, I can only apologize!” Leng’ao turned to Leng Ming, speaking softly, ”Try to stimulate your inner Qi!”

”Stimulate my inner Qi?” Leng Ming’s brow furrowed as he circulated his cultivation technique.

Buzz! Buzzing!

Leng Ming’s aura emerged, but then it quickly faded away.

”What’s going on!?” Leng Ming’s face changed dramatically as he exclaimed.

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Leng Ming, and he looked at Leng’ao in shock, ”You, you’ve given me ’Skill-Dissipating Powder’?”

”Leng Ming, we just didn’t want you to get involved, that’s all, don’t overthink it!” Da Lou looked at Leng Ming and spoke indifferently.

”What do you mean don’t get involved? Do you have any idea what Mr. Jiang...” Leng Ming began angrily.

”Leng Ming, shut up!”

Jiang Chen suddenly shouted, interrupting Leng Ming.

He knew what Leng Ming was about to say, but considering the behavior of Leng’ao and the others today, he could not trust them to keep a secret for him.

If they were to learn of this matter and spread the news, giving the Gene Organization a way to prepare, the ones who would suffer would be the entirety of Flame Dragon Land!

Leng Ming’s expression changed, understanding Jiang Chen’s concerns. He glared fiercely at Leng’ao and the others, warning them coldly, ”Listen to me, if you dare to harm a single hair on Mr. Jiang, unless you kill me too, you will face the endless retribution of the entire Huangluo Clan, to the bitter end!”

Leng’ao and the others were all shocked, Da Lou frowned and stared straight at Leng Ming, demanding in a low voice, ”Leng Ming, would you really incite the whole clan to hunt us down for a stranger?”

”Yes, I...” Leng Ming retorted angrily.

”Enough!”

Apart from having once respectfully offered a toast to Jiang Chen and speaking no further, Cha Jing harshly interrupted, looking indifferently at Leng Ming: ”Although you are the direct eldest grandson, Leng Ming, the Huangluo Clan does not simply dance to your tune. For the sake of a stranger, do you really think the family will persecute us? You’re thinking too simply!”

”Great-grandfather Cha Jing, Jiang...” Leng Ming’s face changed, and he tried to argue urgently.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and Li Juncheng, who was beside Leng Ming, looked displeased. Without waiting for Leng Ming to finish speaking, he slapped his hand on the back of Leng Ming’s neck, knocking him unconscious.

Cha Jing turned his head towards Jiang Chen, his eyes narrowing slightly: ”Mr. Jiang seems very calm, doesn’t he?”

”What good would it do to be agitated? Should I put on a flustered expression for you all to ridicule?” Jiang Chen glanced at Cha Jing and spoke indifferently.

”Jiang Chen, do you still dare to be so arrogant after all this? Do you really think we wouldn’t dare to kill you?” Leng’ao spoke sharply, ”Immediately start running the cultivation technique you’ve been practicing, or else, don’t blame us for being rude!”

”Run the cultivation technique? What do you all keep insisting I run my cultivation technique for?” A puzzled look flashed in Jiang Chen’s eyes.

Da Lou’s gaze turned cold as he said firmly, ”Mr. Jiang, I advise you not to ask too much. It’s not good for you. I can promise you—if you run your cultivation technique, I can spare your lives; otherwise...”

Turning to glance at Yan Hu next to him, Da Lou smiled coldly, ”I’ve heard that Mr. Jiang is very fond of your friend here. If you don’t run your cultivation technique, then you will have to watch as your friend here is slowly broken to pieces in front of you!”

”Oh? Is that so?” Jiang Chen smiled faintly and suddenly yelled, ”Take Leng Ming and get out of here!”

Whoosh!

Before he even finished speaking, a bloody saber light suddenly sprang to life, fiercely cleaving towards Da Lou.

Swoosh!

Simultaneously, Yan Hu grabbed Leng Ming and rapidly retreated.

”No one is getting away!”

Cha Jing shouted lowly, his figure flashing to appear behind Yan Hu, slamming down a harsh palm.

”You dare to make a move?!”

Hum!

Da Lou cried out in alarm, his whole aura burst forth as he reached for Jiang Chen’s Blood Saber.

”The First Form of the Blood Dance Heaven and Earth, Sky-cleaving Slash!”

Hum hum hum!

As Jiang Chen shouted, the Blood Saber slashed halfway and suddenly burst forth with a swipe of Bloody Radiance. A violent aura emanated from Jiang Chen.

Da Lou’s expression changed, and he quickly withdrew his hand, dodging away from Jiang Chen’s Blood Saber with a swift movement. From the Blood Saber, he felt a cold breath.

That breath sent chills through his heart, sensing a threat.

Whoosh!

The Blood Saber sliced down, a saber beam of bloody light zipping toward its target, yet it was not aimed at Da Lou but straight at Yan Hu.

Yan Hu’s eyes flashed, and with Leng Ming in tow, he suddenly ducked and pushed off the ground, lunging forward rapidly, leaping over Da Lou to Jiang Chen’s side.

The saber beam just missed Yan Hu’s hair and met Cha Jing’s palm head-on.