One-click Cultivation System

Despite the surprise attack, Su Lang had already expected this outcome. With a flick of his wrist, a silver glint of light suddenly flashed before him.    

*Cling! Clang!*    

The deafening reverberations of the clashing swords echoed through the entire Ye Family Mansion.    

Throughout that exchange, Ye Feizhang stood firmly in his stance, unmoving. On the other hand, Su Lang's long sword had been shattered into pieces as blood flowed out from his thumb and index finger. In an instant, he had been forced ten meters back.    

All the members of the Ye Family were stunned upon witnessing this shocking outcome.    

From their perspectives, Patriarch Ye Feizhang was on the four strongest figures in Red Maple City.    

Thus, they initially thought that the white-cloaked man would have been blown away and killed with a single sword slash. Yet, he was still alive and standing while only suffering minor injuries. How could that be?!    

Furthermore, the white-cloaked man was actually using the same technique, "Soul Chasing Sword Art." This was too unbelievable!    

Let alone the surrounding members, even Ye Feizhang's pupils shrank in shock.    

For the first time in a long time, he felt a hint of fear lingering in his mind.    

Such a strange outcome served as a great threat for him!    

After all, a mere Peak Mortal Realm Cultivator actually managed to survive an attack from a cultivator on the verge of breaking through the Advanced Martial King Realm!    

That was simply an impossible feat for any normal cultivator!    

"Ye Feizhang, your courage is certainly commendable, for you actually dared to attack me."    

At this time, Su Lang threw over an arm with its sleeves attached on the ground. "I'll give this to you as a reward."    

"This is...?!"    

Looking at the amputated arm on the ground, Ye Feizhang's pupils contracted as the whites of his eyes turned bloodshot.    

"You guessed correct! That is indeed Ye Lingfeng's arm!"    

Su Lang said coldly, "If you still dare to attack me, then I'll present you with his head next."    

"You bastard!"    

Trembling with rising anger, Ye Feizhang wanted to skin Su Lang alive and destroy his soul.    

"Oh, you aren't allowed to scold me either~"    

Su Lang sneered and threw out a bloody finger.    

"You... What do you want from my family?!"    

Ye Feizhang pointed at Su Lang with incomparable indignation and shouted helplessly.    

"I told you..."    

Su Lang smiled and continued, "Five million gold coins for Ye Lingfeng's life."    

"Five million!"    

Ye Feizhang's words came out from between his teeth, "I'll give it to you!"    

"Patriarch!"    

Everyone from the Ye Family cried out in shock as their faces filled with a mix of grief and disbelief.    

They had surrendered!    

The single Martial King of his generation... an unparalleled patriarch in terms of strength and influence... had actually submitted to the hands of a mere Peak Mortal Realm Cultivator.    

This was the worst humiliation he had ever suffered!    

"All of you, shut your mouths!"    

Ye Feizhang roared at the top of his lungs.    

As the one who waved the white flag, how could he not be ashamed of himself?    

However, as the patriarch of the Ye Family, Ye Feizhang did not want to lose his one and only grandson right at this moment.    

Born and acknowledged as a genius cultivator, Ye Lingfeng was an existence that was very likely to become a Martial Emperor. As long as he survives this predicament, there will always be hope for the Ye Family.    

Thus, for the sake of his family, Ye Feizhang swallowed his rage and endure the humiliation.    

"A wise choice."    

Su Lang sheathed the remains of his blade back into its scabbard and declared, "Prepare the five million gold coins in a day and send one person to the designated location on the map. You better not test my patience this time."    

At that moment, he threw out a map before his figure gradually faded away.    

Just as his figure was about to completely disappear, Su Lang's voice sounded again.    

"Oh, right. Ye Feizhang, the situation has not changed whatsoever as I will still do whatever it takes to avenge my parents."    

"Thus, allow me to repeat these words. You better enjoy your last few days alive as your death is inevitable!"    

Leaving those words behind, Su Lang's clone disappeared completely from where he stood.    

*Sigh...!*    

Ye Feizhang trembled for a while and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood as he roared, "That son of a b*tch!"    

......    

Outside the stronghold, in the territory of the Glazing Tigers.    

"Agh, it hurts!"    

Ye Lingfeng clutched onto his broken arm and wailed in pain while he only had four fingers left in his remaining hand.    

Su Lang, who was sitting in the middle of the three clones, slowly opened his eyes.    

"Ah... it certainly feels much better to be in my actual body."    

Su Lang took a deep breath and stretched his limbs.    

Despite gaining the ability to control his clones to a great extent, it was nevertheless quite awkward.    

As his clones lacked the fundamental requirements to be a human being, it felt like he had transferred his mind into a lifeless corpse.    

"Aghhh, my hand!"    

Meanwhile, Ye Lingfeng was still screaming at the side, his snot and tears streaming down his face like a waterfall.    

Having been treated like an ancestor of the Ye Family since he was born, he had never suffered such agonizing pain before.    

Moreover, this pain did not just affect him physically, but also mentally.    

After all, he would end up as a cripple from now on, unless he consumes a precious medicinal pill that allowed his limbs to grow back.    

However, those types of pills were usually concocted with Tier 9 medicinal ingredients, so how could they be obtained so easily?