Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 48 - 30 Crossing the River with a Reed, Great Yann Chapter Completed! [2-in-1 Chapter]

Chapter 48: Chapter 30 Crossing the River with a Reed, Great Yann Chapter Completed! [2-in-1 Chapter]

"Junior Brother."

"Do not act rudely before the Patriarch and the Master!"

Qian Shi, seeing Zhang Ge in a rage and attempting to act as though he ruled the Chen Sect right in front of their Master and Patriarch, spoke out to remind him.

Zhang Ge, hearing this,

snapped back to his senses. His face turned pale with alarm, and he immediately bowed toward Chen Jichuan and Mao Li, saying, "This disciple has spoken out of turn."

Mao Li, understanding the temperament of this disciple, chose not to bother with him and turned to Chen Jichuan instead. "Patriarch, how should we deal with the Demon Sect?"

"Patriarch!"

"I beg the Patriarch’s mercy! Save my father!"

Sun Dajin’s cries grew even more heart-wrenching. He knelt on the ground and crawled forward a few more steps, clutching tightly at Chen Jichuan’s leg.

"Sun Dajin!"

"This behavior is unacceptable!"

Qian Shi, seeing this, scolded him loudly.

Sun Dajin, sobbing uncontrollably, had his tears and mucus smeared all over the Patriarch’s robe, a truly disrespectful sight.

A sharp reprimand rang out.

"Forgive me, Patriarch."

"This disciple meant no offense, it’s just—"

Sun Dajin seemed to listen, shifting as though he was about to rise.

But in that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

Sun Dajin’s hand flipped over, and from within his sleeve, a dazzlingly sharp dagger was drawn out with a gleaming cold light. "Die!"

The blade now in his grip,

he thrust fiercely toward Chen Jichuan’s lower abdomen.

"Stop!"

"You scoundrel!"

"I’ll $#@*&% you!"

The crowd in the hall had not anticipated this sudden betrayal. Each of them froze momentarily before instinctively rushing forward.

Everyone present was a martial arts expert.

However, Sun Dajin, being Sun Biao’s son, had also undergone rigorous martial arts training. Though not among the greatest talents of the era, he had reached the peak of Ming Strength. His sudden assault was swift and hard to fend off, even for experts armed with dark strength.

Slit!

The dagger struck its target directly in the lower body.

"Courting death!"

Their eyes widened in fury.

Just then, the Patriarch thrust his abdomen forward—

Boom!

The move projected Sun Dajin violently backward, sending him crashing to the ground and coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Qian Shi, Zhang Ge, and other Chen Sect masters who had leaped forward all halted in their tracks,

caught between shock and rage.

"You treacherous scum!"

Qian Shi and Zhang Ge stepped forth and restrained the floored Sun Dajin themselves.

Mao Li, meanwhile, supported Chen Jichuan, anxiously asking, "Patriarch—"

"No harm done."

"Such a petty junior couldn’t possibly harm me."

Chen Jichuan waved his hand dismissively, his expression remaining calm. Yet, a dagger was clearly embedded between his legs. Judging by the depth—

"Haha!"

"Patriarch, there’s no need for false bravado. I know full well your mastery of hardened arts, training your abdomen and armpits to be impervious to blades. But the groin is the most challenging area to toughen. Even with the Chen Sect’s Seventy-Two Extreme Skills and the ’Door Groin Skill,’ one can only withstand common punches and kicks. Against sharp daggers, it remains vulnerable."

Sun Dajin’s face was bloodied. Though only hit by Chen Jichuan’s abdominal bump, it had been imbued with dark strength coursing through his entire body. The force had flattened Sun Dajin’s nose and left him gravely injured upon slamming into the ground.

Having spoken such a long passage, his injuries worsened. With a ’pu’ sound, he spat out another mouthful of reversed blood.

Though severely injured,

Sun Dajin burst into wild laughter and shouted, "The masters of my Divine Sect are right at the foot of the mountain. Patriarch, having suffered such injuries, how much of your strength remains?!"

"Damn you!"

"Sun Dajin, you deserve to die!"

Qian Shi was a whirlwind of anger, shock, urgency, and frustration.

Never had he anticipated that Sun Dajin, whom he trusted, had long since defected to the Demon Sect with the intent of assassinating the Patriarch.

In that moment,

his rage became uncontrollable.

Bang!

He delivered a powerful kick squarely to Sun Dajin’s chest, sending him skidding across the floor a full seven or eight steps.

"Pu!"

"Pu!"

Sun Dajin coughed up blood as his internal organs seemed to have been crushed by the impact.

Qian Shi’s martial skills might not rank among the top even within their generation,

but as the Chen Sect Master, his kick carried weight. If not for the lingering presence of the Patriarch and the Master, restraining him from acting without authorization, he would have killed Sun Dajin outright.

"Patriarch,"

"permit me to kill this treacherous dog-hearted rat!"

Zhang Ge turned to Chen Jichuan with murderous intent written all over his face.

Just then—

"The mighty Chen Sect, bullying a gravely wounded man."

"Won’t this make you the laughingstock of the Jianghu?"

A light, airy voice echoed from outside the hall.

"Who dares spew such nonsense?!"

Zhang Ge’s face twisted with fury as he turned toward the entrance of the hall.

Bam!

Bam!

Several figures were hurled through the door. Judging by their attire, they were Chen Sect disciples. In their wake, several individuals strode into the hall, each bearing an eccentric appearance. At their head was a man dressed like a noble, elegant and strikingly handsome.

Yet, everyone present was well-versed in discerning character.

One glance at this person, and they immediately realized—

"So that’s who it is."

"A shameless wench disguised as a gallant young lord!"

Zhang Ge, still seething with anger, spat his insult toward the cross-dressing woman with no intention of showing mercy.

"Insolent!"

"What a crass fool, spouting such crude words!"

Behind the woman dressed as a man, someone leapt to her defense, yelling angrily while others spurred forward to attack.

Chen Jichuan, still with the dagger lodged in his lower body, maintained a calm demeanor as he looked at the new arrivals. "Were you the one who sent Sun Dajin to assassinate me?"

"Indeed."

Feng Mingming’s smile blossomed as she eyed Chen Jichuan with a glimmer of surprise before letting out a hearty laugh. "They speak of a legend in the Jianghu hidden within the Chen Sect—first to master dark strength, first to comprehend Inner Strength, and having lived nearly two hundred years, rumored to have discovered the secret to immortality. I, Dongfang Ming, have come to Taiqing Mountain to see for myself."

"Dongfang Ming?"

"The son of Dongfang Ping?"

"So Sun Dajin truly did defect to the Demon Sect!"

"What audacity, for the Demon Sect to provoke the Chen Sect!"

Qian Shi, Zhang Ge, and the others, lacking the Insight Skill, took Feng Mingming’s self-introduction as "Dongfang Ming" at face value, assuming she was indeed the offspring of Dongfang Ping from the Moon Worship Sect.

They grew visibly more enraged,

ready to strike.

Just waiting for the Patriarch’s command, they were prepared to take down this entire group.

"You’ve seen me."

"What now?"

Chen Jichuan looked at Feng Mingming and calmly asked.

"Hearing of you doesn’t compare to seeing you, and seeing you exceeds what I had heard."

Feng Mingming smiled. frёewebnoѵēl.com

"Then farewell."