After practicing Haotian Jue, the entire Haotianyu space has been completely controlled by him.

At this time, Yang Lingchen's whole body was covered with dirt. He knew that this should be the effect of washing his tendons and cutting his marrow. After all, what he was practicing now was the Divine Grade Kung Fu Haotian Jue.

Looking at the dirt all over his body, Yang Lingchen walked out of the cave and came to the edge of the pool again. He took off his tattered clothes, jumped directly into the pool, and began to wash.

After cleaning the dirt off his body, Yang Lingchen followed the memory in his mind and rushed all the way to the outskirts of the Taicang Mountains.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and Yang Lingchen, dressed in dilapidated clothes, finally returned to Hanyang City.

This is a majestic city, the city wall is made of huge black stones, towering like steel.

Pass through the thick city gate and enter the city, and you will see buildings full of classical charm.

Bustling streets, endless crowds, enthusiastic vendors, and many powerful warriors.

Yang Lingchen was like a bumpkin who had never seen the world when he entered the city for the first time, looking left and right, he was so curious about everything here.

"Yo, isn't this Yang Lingchen?"

At this moment, a joking voice came from behind Yang Lingchen.

A handsome young man in white brocade clothes looked at Yang Lingchen jokingly, and said with a smile, "Looking at you like this, you must have fallen into a cesspit!"

Yang Lingchen frowned slightly, and then found a memory about this person in his mind.

Then he sneered and said, "So you are Xiao Jiji, who has known you for a long time."

The person who came was Xiao Jiji, the youngest son of the Xiao Family Patriarch's four major families in Hanyang City, who was cultivated at the fifth level of the Yuan Gathering Realm, and usually bullied the previous Yang Lingchen.

"Yang Lingchen, you're courting death." Xiao Jiji's eyes froze, and she slashed at Yang Lingchen with her palm.

On weekdays, he hates others mentioning the word "Little Jiji" in front of him the most.

In the past, Yang Lingchen was often beaten by him, and every time he saw him, he would detour far away.

Unexpectedly, today's Yang Lingchen would dare to call him Little Jiji in front of his face.

Faced with Xiao Jiji's full-strength palm, if it was Yang Lingchen before, he would definitely be severely injured by him.

But now Yang Lingchen, whose cultivation base has reached the peak of the ninth level of Yuan Gathering Realm, naturally doesn't take Xiao Jiji seriously.

A sharp light flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, and he quickly reached out his left hand, grabbed Xiao Jiji's slashing palm, and at the same time kicked Xiao Jiji's crotch with his right foot.

"boom..."

"Ah... ah... ah... ah..."

There was only a crisp blasting sound, and Xiao Jiji let out a miserable howl in an instant.

He bowed and knelt on the ground, the veins on his face were bulging, showing a painful expression.

Yang Lingchen walked up to Xiao Jiji slowly, stepped on her face, and said meaningfully:

"Young man, don't act like others if you don't have the strength, or you won't know how to die in the future."

"Yang Lingchen, you little bastard, I will definitely destroy your Yang family." Xiao Jiji said in an extremely resentful voice.

"Things that don't know how to live or die have been trampled under my feet, and I dare to pretend."

Yang Lingchen's eyes darkened, and he stepped hard, and Xiao Jiji's right cheek was stepped on and sank.

"Crack."

"Ah... ah... ah...!" Xiao Jiji screamed as she was stepped on, her whole face twisted in pain,

At this time, the street was already surrounded by many spectators.

"When did this Yang Lingchen become so powerful?"

"Yeah! I saw him being beaten up by Xiao Jiji a while ago! Why does he look like a different person today."

Many spectators showed expressions of surprise.

In Hanyang City, although Yang Lingchen is a dandy and a villain, that is only relative to ordinary people.

But among the younger generations of the four major families, Yang Lingchen is an out-and-out trash.

Yang Lingchen ignored Xiao Jiji, turned around and walked towards Yang's house.

The Yang family, one of the four major families in Hanyang City, the head of the family, Yang Daolin, is one of the four top powerhouses in Hanyang City.

The Yang family's mansion occupies a vast area. From a distance, the tall brick courtyard walls, plaques and gates made of golden nanmu look noble and luxurious.

"Where is the little beggar, you can just break into the Yang family?" Yang Lingchen was stopped by his own guards as soon as he reached the door.

"Yang Guang, are you fucking blind? You can't even recognize me?" Yang Lingchen shouted loudly, and if he didn't make a sound, he might really be kicked out by his own guards.

"Young...young master, I'm sorry, I didn't see clearly." Yang Guang was startled and shuddered, and quickly gave way.

According to the memory in his heart, Yang Lingchen walked all the way to his residence.

"Master, how did you do this?"

As soon as Yang Lingchen returned to his residence, he saw a girl in a green skirt with delicate features and fair skin walking over.

This green skirt girl is the maid Xiao Ruo that Yang Lingchen grew up with.

"Xiao Ruo, prepare a set of clean clothes for me." After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he walked towards the bathroom. He was now disheveled and torn. It was too embarrassing.

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The Xiao family, one of the four major families in Hanyang City.

"Yaoshi Zhou, how is my son?" A middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a cold face asked eagerly.

This middle-aged man was Xiao Shuoming, the head of the Xiao family, and Xiao Jiji, who was deposed by Yang Lingchen, was his youngest son.

"Your son is fine, it's just..." An old man with white temples seemed hesitant to speak.

"Just what?" Xiao Shuoming asked hastily.

Pharmacist Zhou pondered for a moment, then sighed: "Your son's vital parts have been severely damaged irreversibly, and I'm afraid he won't be able to have sex again in the future."

"Yang Daolin, I want your son to pay for his life." Xiao Shuoming said with cold eyes, gritted his teeth.

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Yang's mansion, a courtyard.

"Master..., master, it's not good, that little bastard Yang Lingchen is back." A servant of the Yang family said in a panic.

"Snapped."

"Yang Kun, are you tired of working? How dare you fool me." Yang Zihao's eyes flashed coldly, and he slapped him directly.

"Young...young master, how dare you lie to me! I just saw him come back with my own eyes." Yang Kun said hastily.

"Are you sure you read it right?" Yang Zihao said in a solemn voice.

"It's absolutely unmistakable, I saw him return to the residence with my own eyes." Yang Kun said.

"How is this possible? He has already passed away! Could it be that he was not completely dead at that time?" Yang Zihao fell into deep thought.

"Master, what shall we do next?" Yang Kun whispered.

"Don't worry, we were all covered at the time, and he was stunned by this young master on the spot, so it is impossible to know who we are." Yang Zihao said coldly.

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After some freshening up, Yang Lingchen put on a brand new set of white brocade clothes, with a handsome face as delicate as a carving, exuding a touch of nobility.

Yang Lingchen is still very satisfied with the appearance of this body.

"Master, the Patriarch asked you to go to the living room." At this moment, the maid Xiao Ruo came over.

"The living room? Are there any distinguished guests?" Yang Lingchen frowned, then walked towards the living room.

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