CHAPTER 1780: CHAPTER 1779: WHO SPEAKS FOR THE CLAN

A burst of commotion suddenly echoed from the garden entrance.

Long Fei heard Jiang Hengshuo’s voice and furrowed his brows slightly, immediately heading over with Bai Fengling.

They saw a crowd gathered in a circle, trying to break up a fight.

In the center, Jiang Hengfeng had Jiang Hengshuo pinned underfoot, cursing continuously, "What kind of trash do you think you are, ordering the Jiang Family around? When did this garden become Jiang Hengyuan’s? With him inside, I can’t even go in?"

"Stop!"

Long Fei shouted forcefully as he approached.

The crowd quickly dispersed, seizing the opportunity to pull Jiang Hengfeng away and rescue the bloodied and swollen-faced Jiang Hengshuo from beneath him.

Jiang Hengfeng retreated with his entourage and glared ominously at Long Fei, sneering, "Oh, here comes the star of the show. When did the Jiang Family fall under your command? Bringing a dog to guard the door?"

He had come with a group, hoping to find a place to drink, but Jiang Hengshuo stopped them, saying Long Fei and Bai Fengling were having a meeting inside, and suggested they go elsewhere.

Jiang Hengfeng was infuriated and beat Jiang Hengshuo on the spot.

With his cultivation level at the Soul Ascension Stage Peak, he completely overwhelmed Jiang Hengshuo.

Long Fei tossed a bottle of medicine powder to Jiang Hengshuo and stared intensely at Jiang Hengfeng, "We’re all Jiang family disciples, why distinguish inside from outside? If there’s a disagreement, talk it through, or resolve it at the martial arts field if necessary. Which family rule allows you to casually beat people here?"

The branch lineage disciples wholeheartedly agreed with Long Fei, supporting Jiang Hengshuo and glaring indignantly at Jiang Hengfeng.

Jiang Hengfeng and his companions, all from the direct lineage, were accustomed to arrogant behavior, never considering the branch descendants.

They hadn’t expected Long Fei to dare to speak up.

Jiang Hengfeng curled his lips, smirking coldly, "When did the Jiang family rules fall to you to decide? I’m beating him, what can you do about it? Don’t think marrying into the Bai Family means this Jiang Family belongs to you. As long as I’m here, the position of clan leader is not for you."

Seeing Long Fei’s recent prominence, he purposely sought an excuse to teach Long Fei a lesson.

Previously, he had planned to stir trouble using the God-Striking Stick incident.

Unexpectedly, before that matter concluded, the clan leader died mysteriously, and the clan leader’s son was inexplicably killed.

Suddenly, the Jiang Family was turned upside down, and his grandfather took charge.

Now, all the branch lineage disciples stood by Long Fei.

If he didn’t crush Long Fei, Jiang Hengfeng would have no say in the future.

But Long Fei was not one to let others bully him; if it was "Brother Hengyuan," he might have let it go.

Instead, Long Fei advanced, his face fierce, "Listen up, first off, I have zero interest in the position of Jiang Family Head. My dreams lie in Celestial Realms City; this pond is too small for me. Secondly, whether I marry into the Bai Family means nothing. In my eyes, you’re insignificant. I could crush you with a flick of my finger."

"What did you say?"

Murderous intent surged within Jiang Hengfeng as his robe trembled violently.

The surrounding disciples quickly urged, "We’re all Jiang family disciples, let’s exercise some leniency and let this go!"

"Brother Hengfeng, Brother Hengyuan is young and impulsive, don’t take it to heart!"

"Forget it, brother, private fighting is strictly forbidden in the family."

"..."

Everyone kept advising, trying to hold back Jiang Hengfeng.

Jiang Hengfeng cursed madly, "Shut up, all of you! Can’t you see who’s picking a fight here?"

He turned resentfully to Long Fei, "Ungrateful traitor! My parents raised you with effort all these years, and this is how you repay us? You’re right, the martial arts field is within the family. If you have the guts, come with me. I’ll gut you, this ungrateful thing, there today."

He angrily pointed at Long Fei and stormed off with the direct lineage disciples towards the martial arts field.

Jiang Hengshuo, applying medicine while clutching his head, urgently urged Long Fei, "Let it go, brother, it’s my fault for mishandling the situation. You two are cousins; don’t let this upset you because of me."

Long Fei patted his shoulder, saying, "Matters have right and wrong; people are separate from relatives. He’s my brother, and you’re my brother. If he did wrong, he must be punished."

He headed to the martial arts field with Bai Fengling.

Jiang Hengshuo and the branch lineage disciples looked at each other and hurriedly followed them.

Each family has a martial arts field.

Disciples train there regularly, and conflicts can be resolved by sparring.

While not as large as Celestial Mystery Sect’s, the field is protected by arrays, sufficient for disciples to compete.

Seeing Long Fei approaching, the direct lineage disciples started discussing, "Is Brother Hengyuan mad? He’s clearly part of the direct lineage, yet mingling with these branch members?"

"He’s simply fishing for fame!"

"Indeed, among us, what can he use to compete with Brother Hengfeng? Just posturing to win over the branch lineage disciples."

"..."

Jiang Hengfeng’s eyes were like daggers, glaring as he coldly exposed, "You’re all wrong; Brother Hengyuan isn’t really of direct lineage blood. He may be my uncle’s son, but his mother was one of the descendants of the sin-blood. She lured my uncle, resulting in this mongrel. You think he’s noble, but he’s just a mongrel of the sin-blood."

"Hm?"

"Is this true?"

"Oh my, how could this be?"

"Brother Hengfeng, you must be mistaken!"

"I’m not mistaken, my parents told me. This little mongrel truly comes from a bad background and even harmed his father."

"..."

The direct lineage disciples were astounded, with no choice but to believe the words from Jiang Hengfeng.

They looked back at Long Fei with eyes full of disdain.

Thinking again, this rascal squandered family wealth, even selling the Jiang family’s God-Striking Stick—surely it’s due to his shoddy lineage.

Sin-blood is just sin-blood, even in an Immortal Clan, it can’t change its foul nature.

When Long Fei approached, he and Jiang Hengfeng entered the field together.

Jiang Hengfeng, proud as ever, felt no threat from Long Fei, being one of the ten elites of Celestial Mystery Sect.

He raised his longsword, sneering at Long Fei, "You beat Xiao Yuankun relying entirely on the God-Striking Stick. Now you’ve sold it; let’s see what you can fight me with!"

Long Fei laughed heartily, "You’re also a Jiang family disciple; it’s disappointing how short-sighted you are. Comprehend the essence of Jiang Family’s Secret Technique means even a regular stick can become the God-Striking Stick; why cling to one magical weapon?"

He walked to the edge of the bamboo grove, picked up a bamboo pole from the ground, and pointed it at Jiang Hengfeng, "This bamboo pole is more than enough to deal with you."