After breaking out of the trial, Andrew Carter was so hungry his eyes turned green. He scoured the mountains for wild game and finally managed to catch three wild rabbits and a leopard, which he roasted over a fire and ate.

These were just ordinary beasts, not ferocious ones, so the blood and energy they provided were only average.

Andrew Carter devoured all the prey in one go. His body was now so powerful that he could digest as he ate.

After finishing, although his body was no longer hungry, the psychological feeling of “hunger” became even more pronounced.

The Immortal Emperor’s heart demon floated in his sea of consciousness. On the black demon heart, black dragon-like blood vessels coiled. A strange, two-colored Taiji diagram slowly rotated, and one of the seven sins and eight sufferings was once again triggered...

His steed was tethered nearby. After seven days of grazing on wild grass in the mountains, it had survived, but had grown noticeably thinner.

Andrew Carter mounted his horse and rode unhurriedly toward the ancestral land.

There were still half a month left before the year-end grand exam, so Andrew Carter had plenty of time. Along the way, he continuously consolidated his cultivation and pondered the various martial techniques he had mastered.

Just like that, four days later, the ancestral land of the Sun clan was already in sight.

The ancestral land was the sacred ground of the Sun family of Weiyuan County, located at the foot of Hulao Mountain in the northwest of the county. The Sun family had risen from here, branching out and gradually developing into one of the top five great families in Weiyuan County.

Even though the main Sun family had already moved into the county city, the ancestral land was never abandoned. Led by the main family, a vast manor was built, and the best instructors were selected to teach the young disciples.

Every year, outstanding children from the branch families were sent to the ancestral land to cultivate. Those who eventually became true martial disciples would all go on to become prominent figures in their own right.

The ancestral gate was visible in the distance, with two tall watchtowers standing on either side.

The ancestral land was managed like a military camp, built according to the standards of the Qianming Dynasty’s barracks. Several disciples were on watch in the towers. When they spotted Andrew Carter from afar, there was a small commotion, and then one disciple quickly ran downstairs and dashed inside.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Andrew Carter’s mouth. Jason Carter’s lackeys really were everywhere—so they were going to report back, huh?

He wasn’t in a hurry to go in. He let his horse amble slowly toward the gate, giving Jason Carter plenty of time.

Chapter 7: Another Breakthrough (Part 2)

Sure enough, by the time he reached the gate—about the time it takes to eat a meal—a group of people rushed out from within the ancestral land. But to Andrew Carter’s surprise, the leader wasn’t Jason Carter, but another person: Harry Carter.

Harry Carter stood in front of the gate, hands on his hips, his face fierce as he cursed through gritted teeth, “You coward, you’ve got the nerve to come back!”

The other lackeys behind him all started cursing as well: “I’ve seen plenty of losers, but I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as you!”

“Spineless rat! What’s the point of coming back now? Every time we see you, we’ll beat you up!”

Andrew Carter sat on his horse, looking down at Harry Carter with disdain. “So it’s you, the dog, who came out. Where’s Jason Carter?”

“Pah! You overestimate yourself. For a loser like you, do we even need our Young Master Jason to show up? I alone can beat you so badly your own parents wouldn’t recognize you!”

After entering the ancestral land, Jason Carter had gathered a group of followers to cheer him on. Harry Carter was the strongest among them, already at the level of five meridians of power.

Usually, if Jason Carter was busy, his lackeys were all led by Harry Carter.

In fact, every time Jason Carter bullied Andrew Carter in the past, he never needed to do it himself. It was always Harry Carter who did the job, and it was more than enough to beat Andrew Carter so badly he’d be spitting blood and bedridden for days.

Andrew Carter looked at him, suppressing his anger for the moment, and said calmly, “Call Jason Carter out.”

“Our boss is in seclusion, breaking through to the stage of seven meridians of power. Don’t worry, in at most seven days, he’ll come out successfully. By then, among all the ordinary disciples in the ancestral land, there won’t be more than three people who can beat our boss, hahaha!”

“Why are you wasting words on this loser? Let’s deal with him first, or else the boss will blame us for not handling things well—can’t even take care of a mere Andrew Carter.”

Harry Carter grinned viciously and strode forward. As he moved, he gathered all his vital energy, spiritual light steaming from his arms like mist.

In his eyes, Andrew Carter was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

A few days ago, news from the Sun clan in Anhuai said that Andrew Carter had reached the level of five meridians of power, but Harry Carter figured he was at most at the early stage. He himself had been at this level for a month and was now at the mid-stage. Beating Andrew Carter might take some effort, but he was sure he could knock his teeth out.

Beating Andrew Carter—he was all too familiar with the feeling. He’d done it countless times before, and he was sure he could do it again.

“Die!” Harry Carter roared. With the power of five meridians, he had already begun to grasp the essence of the Fire Ox Cannon Fist. As he punched, the faint shadow of a sky-splitting fire ox appeared behind him, and a faint layer of firelight covered his fist.

With this punch, there was a faint whistling sound as if wind and fire were aiding him.

The other lackeys immediately cheered loudly: “Harry is awesome!”