Chapter 112: One Person Dominates the Eastern Extremity

Everything that transpired this day felt like a dream, leaving the countless cultivators of Dongji City utterly dumbfounded.

It began with the Lu family annexing the Yao family's assets and hosting a grand banquet, attracting all the prominent figures of Dongji City. Their influence seemed unparalleled, and they appeared poised to become the undisputed masters of the city. Yet, just as everyone believed the outcome was set, the plot took a dramatic turn. A monstrously talented youth descended from the sky, and in an instant, he had the entire Lu family's disciples routed and fleeing in disarray.

The head of the Lu family, Lu Hengyuan, not only lost a son and a wife, but he was also forced to flee in utter humiliation, chased by a young cultivator who was technically a realm below him. What a surreal scene this was!

This day was destined to be remembered by all the cultivators of Dongji City.

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High in the air, the pursuit continued.

Wang Ran cast a glance at the rapidly fleeing Lu Hengyuan, a flash of killing intent crossing his eyes. With a cold snort, he surged his spiritual energy, transforming into a blurred shadow as he accelerated in pursuit.

Seemingly sensing this, Lu Hengyuan looked back, and upon seeing Wang Ran closing in, he was struck with sheer terror. Trembling, he struck his own chest and spat out a mouthful of vital blood. As it transformed into a cryptic, obscure mark in the wind and merged into his body, his speed surged dramatically. As he tread upon the void, the shimmering image of a dragon seemed to flicker around him, and he fled toward the horizon.

He was truly terrified. The power displayed by this mysterious youth—who had yet to reach the Foundation Establishment stage—filled him with dread. If he possessed such strength without even reaching Foundation Establishment, how terrifying would he be once he succeeded?

In an instant, Lu Hengyuan grasped his situation: he must either fight to the death to eliminate this young cultivator and prevent future trouble, or flee and bury his desire for revenge, waiting for a mature opportunity to stage a comeback.

Undoubtedly, if he had the strength to kill Wang Ran, he would not be in such a wretched state; therefore, only the second path remained.

Escape!

Lu Hengyuan could sense that if he did not flee, he might truly die here today. If that happened, not only would he fail to avenge his son, but he would also lose his own life—a conclusion Lu Hengyuan could not accept.

Only by staying alive would he have a chance at vengeance!

As Lu Hengyuan’s speed surged, Wang Ran looked at his retreating back with surprise, muttering to himself. This Lu Hengyuan’s movement technique seemed to have some merit, allowing him to attain such immense speed in an instant.

"Even I don't possess a speed-type cultivation technique, yet you do? That’s not giving me any face, is it?" Wang Ran snorted, his competitive spirit ignited. Surging his spiritual energy, he matched the burst in speed and gave chase.

Dongji City was vast; even on a flying sword, it would take a long time to travel from the north to the west. Yet, at the extreme speed of the two, they traversed the distance in the blink of an eye.

After a few more breaths, Wang Ran grew impatient. Lu Hengyuan’s movement technique was too peculiar; every time he was about to close the distance, the shimmering dragon image would flicker, widening the gap once more.

"Damn you and your flashy, slippery tricks! I’m done chasing!" Wang Ran’s temper flared, the chase becoming tiresome. After throwing out this harsh remark, he poured surging spiritual energy into the golden longsword in his hand and hurled it toward Lu Hengyuan.

"Let's see if your legs are faster, or my sword!"

Wang Ran had no other choice. His only means of boosting his speed was his black brush, but 'Little Black' was currently busy protecting Yao Jianjia. Since he could not catch up to Lu Hengyuan with his movement techniques, he resorted to this primitive and brutal method.

Wang Ran understood the principle that wild fires do not consume everything, and the spring breeze brings life anew. He did not want to leave an invisible enemy lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike him down one day. Thus, he remained committed to the mindset of killing Lu Hengyuan to nip the trouble in the bud; he would never allow a tiger to return to the mountains.

However, Wang Ran had no idea whether his thrown blade would actually hit its target; it was all down to luck.

Meanwhile, Lu Hengyuan, who was sprinting frantically ahead, no longer resembled the high-and-mighty head of the Lu family. He was a disheveled, wretched mess with a grim expression.

Feeling Wang Ran’s presence fading behind him, he let out a sigh of relief and was just about to shout some threats to regain a shred of dignity when he felt a chill behind his ear. Then, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a golden longsword piercing entirely through his left chest, bringing forth a spurt of blood that glittered in the setting sun.

Lu Hengyuan’s eyes momentarily lost their luster, though consciousness remained. Clenching his teeth in disbelief, he pinched a seal to seal his meridians and stop the bleeding, then forced himself to keep fleeing toward the horizon.

He had a secret—a secret that even Lu Qiming did not know.

His body was constructed differently from a normal person: his heart was located on the right side!

This was his greatest life-saving measure, a desperate one at that. Glancing at the hole in his left chest, he took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a desperate will to live, and escaped further into the sky.

The endless light blade circled back to Wang Ran’s hand. He gently stroked the edge of the sword, deciding not to pursue further. For one, he could no longer catch him, and for another, he could not stray too far from Dongji City; Senior Sister Yao’s cultivation was sealed, and she was far too vulnerable.

"That Lu Hengyuan was severely wounded by my flying sword. Even if he survives, his cultivation will plummet, and he will no longer pose a threat. From this day forward, there is no more Lu family in Dongji." As Wang Ran spoke in a low voice, he transformed into a streak of light and returned to Dongji City.

As for the countless cultivators of Dongji City, seeing Wang Ran return alone and unscathed, they immediately understood: the heavens of Dongji City had shifted once again, and the formidable Lu family had ceased to exist.

Many sighed in secret; in the span of a single day, the once-arrogant Lu family had vanished like smoke. With that youth supporting the Yao family, it seemed they were destined to rise again.

The group of elders who had abandoned the Yao family to join the Lu family turned pale; with the Lu family fallen, they were destined to suffer the consequences.

As for the other elites and nobles of Dongji City, after exchanging glances, they gathered behind Wang Ran. One of them, with a mix of respect and hesitation, bowed and asked, "This... young hero, what has become of the Lu family head?"

"The Lu family head? Hmph, he is nothing more than a stray dog now!" Wang Ran stood with his hands behind his back, balanced atop the tip of his sword. A breeze blew, stirring his robes and casting an air of loneliness and sharpness about him. He spoke slowly.

After a pause, he added:

"Rest assured, everyone. Lu Hengyuan has been run through the heart by my sword; his days are numbered. From this moment on, the Lu family will no longer terrorize Dongji City. All of you here have a bright future ahead." Wang Ran turned around, offering a seemingly harmless smile, yet a kingly aura radiated from him, causing all the cultivators present to tremble in their hearts.

Hearing this news, the elites and nobles fell into a heavy silence, their hearts full of complex emotions. After a long while, one of them sighed and stepped forward to declare:

"The young hero’s strength is extraordinary. You have saved Dongji City from the clutches of the Lu family. From this day forth, we shall follow your lead, and whatever you command, we shall execute without hesitation!"

Seeing Wang Ran destroy the Lu family and intent on supporting the Yao family, these city powerhouses dared not offend him. One by one, they began to pledge their loyalty.

"We shall strictly obey the young hero's orders!"

The thunderous shouts left many ordinary cultivators in awe.

Yao Jianjia’s eyes sparkled. Her junior brother had truly grown to an unimaginable level. Surely, their master would be very gratified to know this.

Facing the gaze of the entire city, Wang Ran remained calm, standing on his sword like an peerless expert, watching the clouds drift in the sky.

In the past, his appearance as an expert was a facade, but today, it was the truth!

He alone held the weight of Dongji!