C3 Teach Him a Lesson

As the eldest disciple of the Extreme Heaven Sect, Yang Qiu had killed at least 800 people before the army was disbanded.

The killings in the Cultivation Realm were not trivial. In order to fight for the Spiritual Vein, cultivation resources, and even a thousand-year-old herb, there was a possibility that they would kill someone and seize their treasures. To Yang Qiu, these conflicts in the secular world were nothing.

Yang Mingsheng didn't dare to speak, but Yang Ziteng took a step forward and slapped Yang Qiu's face.

"Fools, you. . . Go to hell!"

A cold shout that carried a thick killing intent resounded throughout the hall.

"Scram!"

Yang Ziteng had just swung his hand when he let out a miserable cry.

No one saw how Yang Qiu attacked, but the people in the hall saw Yang Ziteng's body fly out and hit the door with a bang. His head tilted and he fainted.

"Ziteng! My child! He killed someone! Save me!"

Yang Ziteng's mother, the woman in qipao, suddenly let out a heart-wrenching cry and pounced towards Yang Ziteng.

Yang Shixiong was dumbfounded, everyone was dumbfounded. Only Yang Hanchen's eyes were filled with shock and relief.

Young master, you have finally become tough. But, how could you be so powerful overnight?

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, and collectively lost their voices.

"All of you shut up!!"

Yang Qiu's cold voice had no emotions at all. The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped to zero degrees. Even the woman in qipao who was screaming on Yang Ziteng's body did not dare to make a sound.

Yang Qiu looked around. Everyone's eyes lit up and said in a flat tone.

"I called you all here today to tell you. . . I want to leave this bullshit Yang family. The old man's will is now invalid. You can split the money however you want. From now on. . . The Yang family has nothing to do with me. Alright, you. . . You can get lost now. Remember, whoever dares to provoke me. . . That's one word - die!!"

An ice-cold voice and a ruthless aura, And that one decisive word, death. Everyone in the Yang family was stunned. They had never thought that. . . Trash Yang Qiu! He was even more powerful than the old man when he was still alive.

Yang Mingsheng was so scared that he didn't dare to speak. However, Yang Shixiong looked at Yang Qiu with a dark and fierce gaze. After a long time, he let out a cold snort and looked at the silent Yang Mingshan.

"Old Seventh, you have raised a good son. He is really scheming!"

Then, he turned to look at Yang Qiu and said with a complicated expression.

"Yang Qiu, is what you said true?"

Yang Qiu didn't even have the interest to look at him. He just said to Yang Hanchen.

"Uncle Chen, let's go!"

After saying that, he walked out of the hall. Yang Hanchen shook his head and looked at everyone in the hall with pity.

"Sooner or later, you will regret what you have done. I believe that this day won't be too far away!"

With that, he strode out, leaving the room full of dumbstruck people.

Two extremely gloomy eyes suddenly flashed across Yang Shixiong's eyes.

In the backyard, Yang Hanchen stood respectfully in front of Yang Qiu, his eyes flashing with a trace of light.

"Young master, are you. . . Really going to leave the Yang family?"

His young master had really changed. He had become so powerful. Furthermore, he had given up such a huge fortune. What kind of boldness was this?

How old was he? Twenty-three years old.

With a net worth of a hundred billion, not to mention a twenty three year old young man, even he would not be able to do it in such a carefree manner.

With just this boldness, the Yang family would definitely rise to a whole new level in his hands in the future.

Unfortunately, these bastards from the Yang family were able to do it. Such a good heir had been kicked out of their house.

Yang Qiu slowly looked at his room and let out a long breath. He didn't have the slightest bit of attachment to the Yang family.

"Uncle Chen, I have decided. After I leave, you can leave too. I will continue to go to school. If you are willing to follow me, find a place to stay in Shang Hai. I will go and find you in a year at most!"

"Hehe, I am an old man. What do you want to do in the city? Go back to your hometown in the countryside. Young Master has decided. I won't say anything else. In the future, young master will still need my old bones. Just send me a message. My life. . . It was given to me by the old master. The young master is my little master. I'm afraid that you have wronged yourself! "

A trace of gratitude flashed across Yang Qiu's eyes.

Uncle Chen, after so many years, if it wasn't for Uncle Chen, he really wouldn't know how that trash survived.

In the future, he would treat this old man well on behalf of that fellow.

It was a pity that he had nothing to rely on now. When he gathered some resources and refined a batch of pills to prolong his life, he would increase the old man's lifespan by a hundred and eighty years.

Seeing the determination and gratitude in Yang Qiu's eyes, Yang Hanchen sighed in his heart.

"Young master, since you have decided, let's go. When you go out, you must pay attention to your safety. In the past, when you were in the Yang family, you could still be counted as a reliance. Now, you are no longer the heir of the Yang family. You must be careful! "

" Don't worry, Uncle Chen. No one can hurt me! "

Yang Qiu's words naturally revealed a strong sense of confidence.

Although he had lost his Spiritual Power, the combat power he possessed was not something that the Mortal Realm could understand.

Unless he encountered a freak who possessed the same weapon as him. However, the probability of possessing the weapon was less than one-thousandth!

When he left the Yang family, Yang Qiu didn't bring anything with him. He didn't even bring any clothes that he wanted to change into.

After leaving the Yang family, Yang Qiu immediately threw everything to the back of his mind.

Right now, the most important thing was to cultivate. At least, he needed to restore some Spiritual Powers and find some resources that he could use to restore his previous strength as much as possible.

The Weapon Separation was only the death of his body. His soul wasn't dead yet, and he could still continue cultivating. There was still a chance for him to return to the Extreme Heaven Sect.

However, the spiritual energy in the Mortal Realm was so thin that it was a pain in the ass. The only way was to find some spiritual storage resources, such as ten-thousand-year-old jade or thousand-year-old jade crystal.

However, these things were extremely expensive in Mortal Realm. He had no money now, unless he stole them.

Yang Qiu wouldn't do something like that. He quickly thought of a way.

"Liu Ann, it's me. Who do you think I am? Come out immediately. Oh right, bring your private money with you. Quick, let's meet at the usual place. "

Liu Ann was Yang Qiu's only friend. He was like a friend to anyone. This Liu Ann was also a gutless guy.

He and Yang Qiu were classmates in Shanghai University. They were known as the two useless people in their first year.