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Yang Fei only gave a mysterious smile.

"That's a secret. You'll naturally find out when the time comes."

Mad Blade looked at this elixir, Spiritual Energy overflowing, and knew it was definitely no ordinary thing.

He accepted the Jade Box, gazing at Yang Fei with gratitude.

Before Mad Blade could speak, Yang Fei directly pushed him out.

"You brat, hurry up and get a haircut, shave that beard, and tidy yourself up properly."

"This time, you'd better make a good showing in the Four Spirits Clan, don't you dare embarrass our Yinxue Tower."

Mad Blade's spirits lifted at those words. He cupped his hands to Yang Fei in salute, then walked out.

Yang Fei watched Mad Blade's back, the corners of his mouth filled with a cold, sharp smile.

"We Cultivators of Yinxue Tower, if we stay silent, fine—but once we make a move, we'll shake the world."

Yang Fei glanced at his watch. There were still four Hours before the noon gathering; it was still early.

He went back into the room and once again began cultivating the Second Layer of Niu Ji, quickly entering a Realm of Self-Forgetfulness.

On West Moon Lake, an antique-style pleasure barge was gliding along leisurely, reflected against green mountains and clear waters, the scenery picturesque.

Inside the barge, Su Tangzheng reclined sideways on a Taishi Chair, his eyes filled with vicious malice.

Sitting opposite him was Su Zhengfeng, who had just been stripped of the position of Family Head. His face was gloomy, worry etched all over it.

Su Tangzheng's younger brother, Su Tangying, was pouring tea for the two of them.

The tea was fragrant, steam curling endlessly upward, yet neither of them had any intention of tasting it.

Su Zhengfeng looked at Su Tangzheng and suddenly felt a bit dispirited.

"A-Zheng, if you ask me, you might as well not go to this Chu Family proposal."

"The times are different now. I'm no longer the Patriarch of Su Family, and the resources the clan can provide you are very limited. That Yang Fei from Yinxue Tower is definitely not someone easy to mess with."

Su Tangzheng narrowed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard Su Zhengfeng's words at all.

Su Zhengfeng suddenly felt that today's Su Tangzheng carried an indescribable air of demonic charm.

He showed none of yesterday's dejection after his crushing defeat. Instead, there was a kind of inexplicable calm and composure.

At this moment, Su Tangzheng opened his eyes and said blandly.

"Father, there's no need for you to admit defeat. A mere Yinxue Tower, I still don't take it seriously."

"That Yang Fei and Mad Blade—today I'll tear them to pieces."

Su Zhengfeng stared at Su Tangzheng in shock and doubt. "What do you mean by that?"

Su Tangzheng stood up, picked up the teacup on the table, and drained it in one gulp.

His face was full of poise and confidence.

"How could I, Su Tangzheng, be defeated so easily?"

"That bitch Chu Yuexi—if I can't have her, no one else should even think about it!"

Su Zhengfeng shook his head, not optimistic about Su Tangzheng, anxiety weighing on him.

"If our strength falls short, we should bow out gracefully. Don't be stubborn and hotheaded, only to throw your life away for nothing."

Su Tangzheng slowly sat back down on the Taishi Chair, his eyes gazing toward the line where water met sky, speaking lightly.

"You don't need to worry about this, Father. Rest assured, I'll help you regain the position of Patriarch of Su Family, and then tear that bitch Su Xian'er into pieces."

As he spoke, he slowly extended his left hand.

On his left arm, at some unknown time, a new tattoo had appeared—a Gray Wolf.

The wolf's fur was a bluish gray, its Fangs sharp, incomparably ferocious.

The tattoo on Su Tangzheng's arm looked vivid and lifelike, as if it could peel off his body at any moment and leap out running.

Su Zhengfeng had never seen this tattoo on Su Tangzheng before and immediately widened his eyes.

"When did you get this tattoo? How come I've never seen it?"

Su Tangzheng's handsome face was full of grim chill. He split his mouth in a grin, replying with a non-answer.

"I wonder if Father has ever heard of the Demon Race?"

Su Zhengfeng was startled out of his wits on the spot, his expression changing drastically.

"How do you know about the Demon Race?"

In the ten years since Spiritual Energy Recovery, not only had the number of human Cultivators increased greatly, but on the small planets surrounding Earth Space, a growing number of strange and bizarre lifeforms had appeared.

Some of these creatures relied on their own formidable power to break through the blockade of the atmosphere and return to modern civilized society.

Some hijacked Earth's satellites or spacecraft, using those vessels to return to Earth Space as well.

Most of these creatures were gigantic Primordial Magical Beasts.

Though they inflicted tremendous casualties on Earth's cities, in the end they were destroyed by human modern firearms.

However, among them there was a certain type of creature that was especially cunning and sinister. After cultivating to a certain Realm, they could transform and disguise themselves.

Most of them took human form and infiltrated the cities of modern civilization, usually moving at night and feeding on humans.

These were the Demon Race.

You could say the Demon Race were the innate enemies of all humanity. All Righteous Path Cultivators took the extermination of the Demon Race as their own duty.

After several large-scale encirclement and suppression campaigns by Righteous Path Cultivators, the Demon Race became even more cautious, turning extremely secretive.

However, the topic of the Demon Race was taboo everywhere.

Su Tangzheng gazed calmly at the tattoo on his own arm, not answering Su Zhengfeng's question.

Su Zhengfeng suddenly snapped fully awake, utterly shocked.

"Don't tell me you've gotten mixed up with the Demon Race? That's a catastrophe that could wipe out the entire clan!"

Su Tangying was also scared witless by this sudden development. His face went deathly pale, words stuck in his throat.

Su Tangzheng looked coldly at his father and gave a chilly laugh.

"Wipe out whose clan? Is the current Su Family still your Su Family?"

His expression gradually twisted into ferocity, his voice turning a bit hoarse.

"If we don't take down those two brats from Yinxue Tower and seize back the position of Family Head of Su Family, what meaning is there in us staying alive?"

As Su Zhengtang spoke, he suddenly flicked his wrist.

The tattoo on his left arm suddenly turned into a ball of black light and flew into the air.

From within that light came an exceptionally deep and vicious roar, black smoke billowing out.

In the midst of the smoke, an incomparably huge wolf manifested in midair.

The wolf's mane was like iron, its eyes blood-red, as big as rice bowls, its white teeth like Bayonets.

Su Zhengfeng and Su Tangying both jumped in fright, involuntarily retreating several steps, fear written all over their faces.

Just one look at such a massive wolf and you'd know it wasn't a creature of Earth Space, but some kind of condensed energy entity.

The vicious wolf leaped through the void as if flying, wherever it passed, baleful aura surged to the heavens.

Su Zhengfeng and Su Tangying both felt their hands and feet turn ice-cold.

This one vicious wolf—never mind facing it head-on—just watching from the side made a boundless terror rise in one's heart.

In the end, Su Tangzheng casually beckoned with his hand.

The black giant wolf turned into a streak of black light again, then reverted back to the wolf-shaped tattoo and returned to his arm.

Su Tangzheng extended his left hand, his fingernails growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching a full inch long.

Those nails were like Daggers, gleaming with a metallic luster, looking extremely hard.

Su Tangzheng casually clawed out, and the sturdy Bronze Teapot under his nails turned to mud, instantly shattering into pieces.

He looked coldly at his father and younger brother.

"See that? This is what true power is!"

"Right now I possess all the power and Divine Skills of this Nine Nether Battle Wolf. This was given to me by the Demon Race."

As he spoke, a savage grin appeared on his face.

"As long as I want to, even if I slaughter everyone on this West Moon Island, it's completely within my power."

After Su Tangzheng finished, his sharp nails pointed at his father and younger brother.

"Of course, that includes you."

Su Zhengfeng's face turned extremely ugly, his expression shifting between dark and bright, before he finally let out a long sigh.

"Was it you who sought out the Demon Race, or the Demon Race who sought you out?"

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