“Just wait and see, I will definitely become the strongest martial artist, standing proud between heaven and earth!”

“Later, I’ll have Brian Lewis go buy some demon cores to see if this Chaos Furnace can refine them. If it works, I’ll have found a secret path to the supreme Dao. Even reaching the twelfth postnatal level won’t be out of reach, and I might even break through to that supreme innate realm!”

Bang!

At that moment, a loud crash suddenly came from outside the house, accompanied by faint sounds of arguing. Logan Clark couldn’t help but frown, stood up, and walked out of the room.

Chapter Two: Great Vengeance

There were four people standing in the courtyard: an old man in his sixties, a youth of sixteen or seventeen, and two sturdy men in their thirties.

Douglas Clark!

Logan Clark recognized him at a glance—the youth was his clan cousin, the second grandson of the Grand Elder Henry Clark. Although he was a year younger than Logan Clark, his cultivation had already reached the sixth postnatal level, just one step away from entering the seventh postnatal level, also known as the Qi Burst Realm!

The twelve postnatal levels: levels one to three are the entry stage; levels four to six are called the Tiger Strength Realm, meaning strength as fierce as a tiger! A martial artist at the fourth postnatal level can easily defeat ten at the third level—this is a qualitative leap!

Levels seven to nine are called the Qi Burst Realm. Martial artists at this stage can project their true essence outside their bodies, displaying various wondrous uses of true essence! Only those who reach the Qi Burst Realm can be considered experts. Although the Lin family has nearly a thousand members, fewer than a hundred have reached this stage, showing how difficult it is!

Levels ten to twelve are called the Gang Qi Realm. Martial artists at this level can transform their true essence into weapons and armor, with mysterious changes beyond ordinary imagination! Such martial artists are the backbone of every family. Even though the Lin family is one of the three great martial clans in Baiyang Town, they have only about a dozen Gang Qi Realm experts!

It’s said that above the twelfth postnatal level is the Innate Realm, with power to move mountains and seas—the pinnacle of martial arts!

Douglas Clark’s older brother is Dylan Clark, now twenty-three years old, whose cultivation has reached the eighth postnatal level, making him the top expert among the Lin family’s younger generation!

Although they are all members of the Lin family, each branch fights for power, leading to constant conflict. Logan Clark, as the eldest direct grandson, was unfortunately a useless waste with terrible aptitude. Without Nathan Clark to keep things in check, people often came to provoke him, and Douglas Clark in particular would come to humiliate Logan Clark every few days.

“Stop!” When Logan Clark appeared, he saw Douglas Clark’s two followers beating the old man Brian Lewis. Logan Clark originally had two maidservants, but both had been transferred away on various pretexts in the past two years, leaving only the old servant Brian Lewis.

At this point, Brian Lewis had been beaten to the brink of death, only able to let out faint groans from time to time.

“Well, isn’t this my cousin Logan Clark? Hahaha, truly the disgrace of our Lin family—he actually got knocked out by a rock! You’ve set a new record for uselessness!” Douglas Clark looked at Logan Clark with a grin, his eyes full of coldness and contempt.

“Let Brian Lewis go!” Logan Clark shouted angrily. Right now, only Brian Lewis in the entire Lin residence still treated him as the young master, caring for him deeply. Logan Clark also regarded Brian Lewis as family, so seeing him beaten so badly filled him with uncontrollable rage!

“Let him go?” Douglas Clark sneered, “This old thing actually dared to stop me from visiting my cousin, not knowing his place. I’ll just help you discipline him a bit!”

“Bastard, stop right now!” Logan Clark charged at the two strong men. In his anger, he didn’t notice that Douglas Clark, his two followers, and even Brian Lewis were all shrouded in a layer of aura, though the brightness varied greatly.

“Cousin, why get so worked up over an old dog?” Douglas Clark flashed in front of Logan Clark, his voice icy cold. “Keep beating him—beat that old dog to death!”

“Yes, Second Young Master!”

The two followers grinned cruelly and began punching and kicking Brian Lewis. “Crack, crack”—the sound of breaking bones rang out from time to time. Brian Lewis’s face was covered in blood, and he had already lost consciousness.

“Douglas Clark!” Logan Clark was furious, raising his fist and swinging it at him.

“Tsk tsk tsk, cousin, with your measly second postnatal level strength, you’d better not embarrass yourself!” Douglas Clark firmly grabbed Logan Clark’s wrist and gave it a hard shake, sending Logan Clark flying through the air and crashing to the ground.

Logan Clark struggled to get up and rushed toward Brian Lewis again, but was immediately kicked back by Douglas Clark.

Once, twice, three times… Logan Clark was also covered in wounds, but Brian Lewis was already motionless.

“Douglas Clark, you will definitely regret what you did today!” Logan Clark struggled to his feet again, his eyes bloodshot, fists clenched so tightly that his nails pierced his skin and blood dripped down, yet he didn’t even notice, only staring coldly at Douglas Clark.

Even with Douglas Clark’s cultivation, being stared at by those icy eyes made his heart tremble, but he quickly burst out laughing: “Useless trash, you’ll never get that chance in your life. Just be a good-for-nothing! Trash! Trash! Trash!”

“Let’s go!” Douglas Clark left with his two followers.