Chapter 21: The Madman's Rant

  It's so hot today, I don't even have the energy to be cute, can only lie under the electric fan and beg for a bit of breeze.

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  Zhou Heng casually flicked his hand, and Zhao Si's corpse immediately fell to the ground, with no expression on his face.

  Zhao Si is just a lowly servant, following orders and taking action. Killing him won't alleviate the hatred; the mastermind behind him is the real culprit!

  Boom!

  Just then, the gate of the courtyard creaked again, but this time it wasn't pushed open by someone, instead, it was kicked open with a loud thud. Four young men walked in - Zhou Kang and his three followers.

  "Zhou Heng, get out here!" Zhou Kan yelled, "Ben Shao knows you just got back, don't think you can hide in the house and play dead. Now, even that useless old father of yours can't protect you!"

  They came to their own death!

  Zhou Heng closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he had already made up his mind.

  He's going to make a big scene!

  The Great Elder of the Zhou family is indeed a powerful figure, but there are four other elders in the family who have long been dissatisfied with Zhou Xuanming's monopoly on power. As long as they are given an opportunity to see the hope of overthrowing Zhou Xuanming, they will definitely not let it go!

  He patted the Frost Cold Sword at his waist and walked out of the house with big strides.

  "Hahaha, turtle with its head shrunk in, hiding from me for three months is nothing, can you hide for a lifetime?" Zhou Kan laughed loudly, "Come over, kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes!"

  Those three followers were all smiling, originally they didn't dare to be so arrogant, but who let Zhou Dinghai become a useless person? Zhou Heng himself was also unable to cultivate and would be removed from the family tree after the new year, what else was there to worry about?

  "Zhou Kang, I'll give you a chance. Cut off your right hand and slice out that tongue of yours that only spews filthy words. I'll spare your life!" Zhou Heng said calmly, all his anger transformed into an icy, bone-piercing killing intent.

  "Hahaha!" Zhou Kan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing, "A useless waste who can't cultivate, can only boast about his eloquence! Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, I broke through the 7th layer of Body Refining a month ago. Now... I'm in the Bone Refining Realm!"

  "Trash, in front of my dazzling brilliance, kneel down and surrender, I can let you be a dog by my side!"

  Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "Since you're looking for death yourself, don't blame others!"

  "You three, didn't you hear what Boss Shao said? Are you going to make this trash lick my shoes?" Zhou Kan glanced at the three followers beside him and snorted coldly.

  The three of them hastily walked out and approached Zhou Heng, none of them drawing their weapons - did they need to use weapons against a useless waste who couldn't even cultivate?

  They all let out a loud shout and rushed out like vicious dogs pouncing on food.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The three of them flew out in unison, like kites with broken strings, and crashed into the courtyard wall, making a loud thudding sound. Two people fainted on the spot, while only one person struggled to get up, with a trail of blood oozing from the corner of their mouth.

  "Huh!" Zhou Kan's face revealed an expression of incredulity, he had absolutely not expected such a result.

  How can this useless thing be so powerful?

  He suddenly looked at Zhou Heng again, sensing the aura emanating from his body, deep and vast, in no way inferior to his own!

  Refining Bone Realm!

  How is it possible!

  Isn't this guy a useless piece of trash who can't cultivate? Just over three months ago, he was still an existence that couldn't be more useless, so how did he suddenly possess the power to rival him?

  "Zhou Heng, even if you can cultivate, what's the use? Your old man is already useless, and you think you can turn things around?" Zhou Kan shouted again. An 18-year-old with a Bone Refining Realm was indeed extraordinary, but the Zhou family wasn't lacking in people who had reached the Bone Refining Realm!

  Genius needs time and space to grow, if it is strangled prematurely, what's the difference between genius and trash?

  "Still the same words, if you kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes, I might consider giving you a way out!"

  Zhou Heng's expression was cold and stern. The Zhou Kan family had openly come to his doorstep, so let them pay with their own blood!

  "Die!" He raised his long sword, the humiliation his father had suffered accumulated in his heart, turning into endless resentment. He blamed himself, if it weren't for his relationship, his father wouldn't have ended up like this!

  This intense self-blame turned into infinite murderous intent, and he yearned to see the blood of his enemies.

  He stepped closer to Zhou Kan, his killing intent as solid as a substance, swirling around him, forming sword blades that seemed to be identical to the black broken sword, but in a completely different shape.

  The killing intent and Ling Tian Jiu Shi converged, although the sword move had not been released, it still formed an incredibly powerful pressure that was enough to make a person with weak cultivation explode their heart and die!

  Zhou Kan involuntarily retreated step by step, although he had the same cultivation as a Bone Refining Realm cultivator. Under Zhou Heng's enormous pressure, he couldn't muster even half a thought of resistance. He felt that his opponent was like a high mountain or a vast ocean - how could he possibly resist?

  He only felt a heavy weight on his back, but he couldn't retreat anymore. Unbeknownst to him, he had already backed into the courtyard wall. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, but he didn't even have the chance to wipe it off, as if making any slight movement with his hands would invite Zhou Heng's thunderous counterattack!

  This feeling made him extremely humiliated!

  No, he absolutely can't lose to a piece of trash!

  Zhou Kang finally let out a loud roar, summoning up a thread of will to fight, and with a clang, the long sword at his waist left its scabbard. He took a step forward and swung his sword heavily at Zhou Heng.

  Boom!

  As soon as the sword was swung out, Zhou Heng's body shook and he suddenly flashed to his front, with a fist also rapidly enlarging in his face and heavily smashing onto his cheek.

  A sharp pain struck, Zhou Kan involuntarily tilted his head to one side and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth. He stumbled backward three steps before stopping against the courtyard wall once again.

  He wiped his mouth with a quiver, looked at Zhou Heng's murderous expression again, and suddenly realized that Zhou Heng was not threatening him, but would really kill him!

  Why!

  Why did this kid suddenly possess such great strength?

  He is Zhou Kan, the only son of the Great Elder, who entered the Bone Refining Realm before the age of 18 and became the new pride of the Zhou family. How could he lose to a waste?

  "You don't dare kill me! This is the Zhou family, my father is the head of the household, and my grandfather is the elder. If you kill me, it's like being an enemy to the entire Zhou family!" Zhou Kan shouted loudly, as if grasping at his last straw.

  "What's the point of being an enemy of the Zhou family?" Zhou Heng said calmly. "Besides, you father and son can't even represent the Zhou family!"

  With a brush of his sleeve, he thrust out with one sword.

  "Bastard!" Zhou Kan roared, hastily waving his sword to block, only to hear a "ding" sound. The long sword in his hand was suddenly left with only half of it remaining. Frost Sword didn't stop and stabbed forward, piercing into his left shoulder.

  "Ah——" He suddenly let out a mournful cry, and as Zhou Heng withdrew his long sword, with a "plop", his shoulder immediately burst forth with fresh blood.

  Zhou Heng didn't want him to die so easily!

  They treated his father like this for three generations, wanting to humiliate him to death. How could Zhou Heng not be furious?

  "Zhou Heng, you dare! You dare!" Zhou Kan was really scared, he lost a few teeth, his voice was trembling, and there was a bloody hole on his shoulder. Although the bleeding was temporarily suppressed by his true yuan force, if he were to be stabbed a few more times...

  "Knowing fear is good!" Zhou Heng's mouth curled up in a cold smile, his right hand shook, and the Frost Sword stabbed out again.

  Hmph!

  Zhou Kan's counterattack was child's play to him, and the Frost Sword stabbed into Zhou Kan's body without any obstruction, this sword pierced his left leg.

  "Ah——" Zhou Kang let out another mournful cry, his voice so loud it seemed as if it would blow the roof off.

  "Shouting so loudly, aren't you afraid of disturbing others? What kind of upbringing is this!" Zhou Heng snorted coldly and punched Zhou Kan in the face.

  Zhou Kang's miserable cry stopped abruptly, but then he started spitting out blood, and several broken teeth and blood sprayed out. The sound of his miserable cry not only didn't stop, but instead became even louder.

  "I've told you before, don't disturb others!" Zhou Heng threw a series of punches, and Zhou Kan's face immediately swelled up. At this point, even if Zhou Jianming came over, he might not be able to recognize that the pig-headed person was his own son.

  Bang!

  A brick fell to the ground, Zhou Heng turned his head and saw that one of Zhou Kan's three followers, who was still sober, was shaking constantly and knocked down a brick that had been propped up.

  He was given a glance by Zhou Heng, and the man couldn't help but shiver all over, only to feel a sudden warmth in his crotch, and he had actually been scared into wetting himself.

  "This madman even dares to torture Zhou Kan like this, it's better to just kill him with one sword!"

  Zhou Heng turned around, and with a series of loud punches, Zhou Kan was left gasping for breath, and indeed shut his mouth and didn't dare to make another sound.

  Another loud noise came, and Zhou Heng turned his head again. He saw that Zhou Kan's followers had fled in disarray out of the courtyard, with a large gate slamming heavily against the wall behind them. But before he could turn his head back, he saw the figure return once more.

  Not one, but two!

  There was a middle-aged man in his 40s, of medium build, with a very gloomy complexion, obviously a person with great cunning.

  Zhou Jianming, Zhou Kan's old man!

  He came over so quickly because he had not waited for Zhao Si to return and report back for a long time, and suddenly his blood was boiling, so he ran over to take a look, wanting to mock this old opponent who had suppressed him for decades in front of Zhou Dinghai.

  Who would have thought that they hadn't even reached the door when they ran into that panicked guy who was fleeing, and then this is what happened.

  "Kan, Kan!" Zhou Jianming's gaze swept onto Zhou Kan's body. Although he could no longer discern his features from that face, the father-son bond and Zhou Kan's clothes still allowed him to recognize him.

  He had just pounced out when a sword light flashed by, extremely sharp and fierce, and forcibly stopped him.

  Zhou Jianming's cold gaze fell on Zhou Heng, who was standing with his sword in hand. His fists clenched tightly, emitting a series of explosive sounds. At this moment, he calmed down and said, "Zhou Heng, you want to harm your own family members, the evidence is conclusive. The head of the household hereby declares that you are expelled from the family!"

  "Is that so?" Zhou Heng smiled faintly and bent down to pick up Zhou Kan, his face revealing an undisguised killing intent.