Brian Clark is the son of an elder of the Ling family, also cultivating in the Longevity Sect. The difference is that Brian Clark is exceptionally gifted—he has already broken through the Vein Opening Realm and reached the True Qi Realm. He was even noticed by an inner sect elder and accepted as a registered disciple.

Emily Foster and Brian Clark had an affair, and even cursed Ethan Clark as a useless waste, a toad lusting after a swan, an unwanted bastard.

In the end, the hot-blooded Ethan Clark went to confront Brian Clark, but was instead beaten badly. He returned home so furious that he coughed up blood and died.

“Although you lived a cowardly life in your previous existence, don’t worry. Since I now inhabit your body, I’ll avenge you!”

Ethan Clark muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Even with his heart tempered for ten thousand years, Emily Foster and Brian Clark, that pair of adulterers, still stirred a murderous intent within him.

“Hm?”

At that moment, the commotion outside made Ethan Clark frown.

“The young master is resting. None of you are allowed in! Get out of here!” a young girl’s voice rang out, tinged with anger.

“Heh heh, Olivia Brooks, that useless Ethan Clark is already dead. Young Master Brian Clark sent us to burn his corpse and bring the ashes back to the Demon-Suppressing King’s residence! What future do you have following that loser? From now on, follow me. As long as you serve me well, I’ll make sure you live in luxury!”

A lecherous laugh sounded, laced with lasciviousness.

“Get away, don’t touch me! Wuwu… you’re all bad people!”

Olivia Brooks’s voice was choked with sobs as she struggled.

Boom!

At that moment, the door was kicked open with a loud bang. Ethan Clark stepped out of the room, his cold gaze falling on the two people outside.

“Let her go!”

Ethan Clark’s voice was calm, but carried an unquestionable command.

Outside the room stood a young girl in a white dress, stunningly beautiful and tall. Her face was streaked with angry tears—she was Ethan Clark’s maid, Olivia Brooks.

At that moment, Olivia Brooks was being grabbed by a blue-robed youth in his twenties, struggling fiercely.

“You… you… you’re actually not dead?!”

The blue-robed youth cried out in shock, as if he’d seen a ghost, his eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Chapter 0002: The Devouring Heaven Secret Art

“Young master, you’re awake? I knew you were blessed and would be fine!”

Olivia Brooks exclaimed, her eyes brimming with joy.

“Olivia Brooks, don’t be afraid. Whoever dares touch you, I’ll kill them!”

Ethan Clark’s gaze softened a little. In the Longevity Sect, the whole world was his enemy. His former self had suffered endless humiliation and oppression, but this frail figure had never abandoned him.

“Mm!”

Olivia Brooks’s big eyes were crystal clear. She wiped away her tears and immediately broke into a smile.

Hearing Ethan Clark’s domineering words, the blue-robed youth’s expression froze.

He cursed inwardly—how could he be intimidated by such a loser? Even if he wasn’t dead, so what? Offending Young Master Brian Clark meant he’d die sooner or later.

“Ethan Clark, I didn’t expect you to be so lucky. Even after being beaten like that by Young Master Brian Clark, you’re still alive! But trash is still trash. How dare you pine for Senior Sister Foster? You really are a toad lusting after a swan!”

The blue-robed youth sneered sarcastically.

Ethan Clark was only at the first level of the Vein Opening Realm, while he himself had opened twenty-four meridians, reaching the sixth level. Normally, Ethan Clark was always timid and submissive, but today he was so domineering, which made him very displeased.

Ethan Clark’s eyes flashed coldly. “I don’t want to kill anyone today. Let go of Olivia Brooks, slap yourself twenty times, and I’ll spare your life!”

“Hahahaha… Ethan Clark, did you take the wrong medicine today? Slap myself twenty times and you’ll spare me? With your measly first-level Vein Opening cultivation, you dare talk so big? I won’t let go of Olivia Brooks. What can you do? Not only will I not let her go, I’ll touch her, then take her back and train her properly!”

The blue-robed youth laughed wildly, his eyes flashing with lechery as he reached for Olivia Brooks’s ample chest.

“You’re courting death!”

A cold gleam flashed in Ethan Clark’s eyes as he moved in an instant.

The blue-robed youth’s actions had completely enraged Ethan Clark, igniting a murderous intent within him.

Boom!

With a single step, Ethan Clark shot forward like a leopard, his gaze icy as steel, as if looking at a dead man, and threw a punch.

It was a simple punch, yet the blue-robed youth’s expression suddenly changed.

From that punch, he sensed an unstoppable force, as if he were in the midst of a boundless ocean, surrounded by endless waves!

In a panic, the blue-robed youth threw a punch in return.

Crack!

The two fists collided, and the blue-robed youth’s arm shuddered violently with a crisp snap—it broke instantly.

“What?!”

The blue-robed youth was terrified. How could Ethan Clark, with only first-level Vein Opening cultivation, unleash such terrifying power?

After throwing his punch, Ethan Clark didn’t retreat. Instead, he grabbed the blue-robed youth’s arm and twisted it sharply.

Puff!

With a flash of blood, the blue-robed youth’s arm was forcibly twisted off by Ethan Clark!

“Ahhh… my arm…”