Chapter 6: A Different Yang Lingchen

It was then that Yang Lingchen realized Han Ruoxue was his fiancée. In the past, the former Yang Lingchen had spared no effort to win Han Ruoxue’s favor, yet she held no affection for him, even despising him. “Brother Tianling, what brings you here today? Please, have a seat,” Yang Daolin greeted Han Tianling warmly. “Greetings, Uncle Han,” Yang Lingchen bowed. “Greetings, Uncle Yang,” Han Ruoxue also bowed to Yang Daolin. “Brother Daolin, you’re too kind. I’ve come today because there’s something I wish to discuss with you,” Han Tianling said, a hint of difficulty and awkwardness in his expression. “Brother Tianling, you’re being modest. We’ve known each other for years. Speak your mind. As long as it’s within my power, I’ll do my best to help,” Yang Daolin replied calmly. “Alas…” Han Tianling sighed and said, “Brother Daolin, I’m actually here to annul the engagement.” “Annul the engagement?” Yang Daolin frowned. He knew his son was very fond of Han Ruoxue, but he hadn’t expected Han Tianling to come with such a request. “Uncle Yang, I know you and my father made an agreement years ago, but marriage cannot be forced.” “For the past decade or so, Yang Lingchen and I have grown up together, but there truly isn’t that kind of feeling between us. If we are forcibly bound together, we won’t be happy in the future.” “So, I humbly ask you, niece, if you would consider dissolving this engagement,” Han Ruoxue delivered her prepared speech in one breath. “Alas! Lingchen, what do you think?” Yang Daolin sighed, seeing clearly that Han Ruoxue did not care for his son. “Father, I believe Han Ruoxue makes a good point. Feelings truly cannot be forced. Let’s dissolve this engagement.” When Yang Lingchen finished speaking, everyone present showed surprised expressions. Especially Han Ruoxue. She never imagined Yang Lingchen would agree to annul the marriage so readily. After all, this fellow had harassed her quite a bit over the past few years. “Brother Tianling, since the two young people have no such intentions, let’s put this marriage aside. It’s just a pity we couldn’t become in-laws,” Yang Daolin said with a look of regret. “Thank you, Uncle Yang,” Han Ruoxue bowed. At that moment, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. The reason she insisted on breaking off the engagement wasn’t that Yang Lingchen was particularly annoying, but mainly because she didn’t want to marry a weakling with low cultivation. And Yang Lingchen agreed to the annulment primarily because he no longer wanted to be a doormat. The previous Yang Lingchen had spent a fortune on Han Ruoxue to win her favor. Even the longsword Han Ruoxue held in her hand now was bought for her by Yang Lingchen after he secretly took a hundred thousand gold coins from home. At the time, Yang Daolin nearly beat him to death. A hundred thousand gold coins! That was equivalent to half a year’s income for the family. And Han Ruoxue never refused anything Yang Lingchen gave her; she accepted everything without exception. The transmigrated Yang Lingchen had no good impression of such a woman, no matter how beautiful she was. After the Han family father and daughter left, Yang Lingchen returned to his residence and began to cultivate. Within Ling Juechen’s memories, Yang Lingchen found another top-tier divine-grade movement technique. The Phantom Movement Technique. This technique was not only excellent for escaping but also capable of crushing all opponents of the same cultivation realm in combat. Of course, divine-grade movement techniques had very high requirements for a cultivator’s comprehension. Yang Lingchen quietly entered the Haotian Jade Space and began practicing the Phantom Movement Technique over and over again. A night passed in the blink of an eye. After a night of cultivation, Yang Lingchen finally mastered the Phantom Movement Technique to the introductory level. Although it was only at the introductory level, Yang Lingchen was confident he could outpace all geniuses of the same realm. Even in front of experts several minor realms above him, he was confident he could retreat safely, as this was, after all, a top-tier divine-grade movement technique. The next morning. After a quick wash. Yang Lingchen, full of vigor, left his residence and headed straight for the Yang family’s martial arts arena. Today, the arena was surrounded by many Yang family disciples. Almost no one favored Yang Lingchen in the fight between him and Yang Zihao. After all, in everyone’s eyes, Yang Lingchen was only at the third level of the Qi Gathering Realm, while Yang Zihao had long reached the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Realm. With such a vast difference in strength, naturally, no one would favor Yang Lingchen. “Brother Zihao, when you become the young master, you must look out for us!” “Brother Zihao, you’re so amazing!” “With Young Master Zihao leading us in the future, our Yang family will surely become the number one family in Hanyang City.” Around the martial arts arena, a group of young men surrounded Yang Zihao, flattering him with every word. Yang Zihao, at this moment, greatly enjoyed being the center of attention. In his eyes, the position of young master was already within his grasp. When Yang Lingchen arrived at the martial arts arena, Yang Daolin and the various Yang family elders were already seated on the high platform. “My apologies, I’m late.” Yang Lingchen stepped onto the stage and continued, “Grand Elder, call your grandson up.” At this, Yang Zihao leaped onto the stage. “Cousin Lingchen, I advise you to concede. Otherwise, fists and feet have no eyes, and if you get hurt, it won’t be good to explain to the family head.” When Yang Lingchen met Yang Zihao’s gaze, he finally confirmed one thing: this Yang Zihao was the murderer of the previous owner of his body. “Grand Elder, I’ve recently made some minor progress in my cultivation, so I lack control over my strength. If I accidentally cripple Cousin Zihao, you mustn’t blame me!” Yang Lingchen ignored Yang Zihao and instead looked at Grand Elder Yang Tiancheng with a smile. “Young Master, feel free to make your move. As long as you can injure Zihao, I will not blame you,” Yang Tiancheng laughed heartily. “Since the Grand Elder says so, I’m relieved. To show my respect for you, I’ll let Yang Zihao have three moves,” Yang Lingchen said with a cold smile. “Cousin Lingchen, since you’re so confident, then I won’t hold back.” Yang Zihao finished speaking and slammed a palm towards Yang Lingchen. At this moment, Yang Zihao was furious, wishing he could instantly kill Yang Lingchen, but he dared not. After all, Yang Lingchen was Yang Daolin’s only son, and Yang Daolin was famously protective of his offspring. Facing Yang Zihao’s palm, Yang Lingchen’s figure flickered, instantly evading the strike. “First move,” Yang Lingchen said with a faint smile. At this, everyone below the stage showed shocked expressions, looking at Yang Lingchen in disbelief. Although Yang Zihao’s previous strike was casual, it was not something a third-level Qi Gathering Realm cultivator should have been able to evade! Since Yang Lingchen did not use any profound energy, the crowd could not discern his true cultivation level. Seeing that he hadn’t taken down Yang Lingchen with one strike, Yang Zihao attacked again, punching towards Yang Lingchen. This time, Yang Zihao used ninety percent of his strength. He didn’t want to give Yang Lingchen any more chances; he just wanted to quickly finish him off. Bang. Yang Zihao’s powerful punch was once again easily evaded by Yang Lingchen.