Indeed, Luo Yang’s guess had been correct.
All they heard was Qi Xiangtian’s ghastly laughter, "I’m going to merge with the ancestor! I will achieve immortality! Just wait, I’ll make you wish you were dead!"
That terrifying laughter seemed to come straight from hell, filled with endless fury and resentment.
Qi Xiangtian wanted trouble with Luo Yang, and Luo Yang welcomed it.
After having been through so much, Luo Yang was no longer the youth he had been.
Even before he acquired the Shennong Scripture, Luo Yang wouldn’t have been particularly frightened by Qi Xiangtian’s threatening words.
It’s just that he lacked the strength back then, and since fighting one-on-one wasn’t his strong suit, he had some reservations.
Now, he had high level martial skills for self-defense and a group of capable friends.
Luo Yang didn’t take Qi Xiangtian seriously, he was only worried about those terrifying, strange forces that wanted to harm Hong Jiaxin.
Up until now, he had yet to clarify what kind of people were tied to Hong Jiaxin.
One thing was certain: they were no ordinary thugs.
Luo Yang was concerned about confronting those mysterious forces while his own martial skills were still inadequate.
He had intended to diligently study sword techniques, but he was entangled by the Qi family father and son.
For the moment, he had to deal with them first.
Hearing Qi Xiangtian’s arrogantly unbridled words, Luo Yang said indifferently, "Don’t talk about your ancestor, even if all eighteen generations of your ancestors possessed you, I’ll still send you flying!"
Over the phone came a series of sinister laughs, it seemed Qi Xiangtian was very confident in his revenge, he snapped, "Just wait, I’ll come for you and end you!"
Luo Yang had heard from the Left and Right Protectors that the founder of the Ying Zhao Yan Xing Sect couldn’t be fully considered a True Demon, but he was definitely half demon.
To merge with a demon is to become one indeed.
In dealing with martial artists, Luo Yang’s Shadow Fist was more than sufficient.
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After all, techniques were not Luo Yang’s forte.
The Shennong Scripture did contain methods of cultivating Yin Spirit, but they didn’t constitute offensive techniques against people.
Of course, if the Yin Spirit grew into a Golden Body, then it would indeed have formidable offensive power.
Unfortunately, he was far from reaching such a high level at the moment.
In other words, Luo Yang needed to learn things like Flying Talismans to stand a better chance against Qi Xiangtian.
"Come on then! I’ll ensure you attain eternal life in hell!" Luo Yang said coldly.
Once more, ear-piercing laughter like that of a screeching owl echoed from the phone before Qi Xiangtian hung up.
Tan Shengmei, who had been eavesdropping with bated breath, was frightened.
If she had known the phone call would be so terrifying, Tan Shengmei certainly wouldn’t have wanted to listen.
Having listened, she was scared, but besides fear, Tan Shengmei was also worried about Luo Yang’s safety.
Luo Yang wanted to rush back to the Hongyun Brigade and discuss the matter of the Ying Zhao Yan Xing Sect’s founder with the Left and Right Protectors.
This was a tricky situation.
The only consolation was that there were three mysterious guests in the village, all of whom were extraordinary individuals.
Initially enemies with the three women, now he had to form an alliance with them to face the founder of the Ying Zhao Yan Xing Sect.
"It’s getting late, I’m going back. I’ll come to see you tomorrow," Luo Yang said.
"After we buy the house, should I include your name when we split the property ownership fifty-fifty?" Tan Shengmei asked.
Luo Yang was indifferent, as future business cooperation would allow him to earn back the money for the house.
"It’s up to you. Sister Tan, I’m heading back now, we’ll talk more tomorrow. It’s better if you include my name," Luo Yang said as he stood up, smiling.
By then, it was already dark outside.
Shuang Qiao and Hong Jiaxin were in the car, waiting for Luo Yang to come down.
He had already spent close to half an hour in the dormitory.