Fang Family Ancestral Mausoleum.

Fang Han's father, Fang Zhendong, mother, Tang Yumei, and younger sister, Fang Yingxue, are paying their respects at a new grave.

Many paper money for the dead were scattered on the grave.

On the new grave stood a large stone tablet, on which Fang Han's name was clearly engraved.

A few days ago, the Fang family received news from the Su family that Fang Han's mental illness had worsened in the Divine Doctor Valley. He went mad at night, ran around wildly, fell off a cliff, and was never seen again.

Fang Han's parents and sister believed it to be true and were devastated.

They buried Fang Han's clothes and personal belongings in what was called a cenotaph.

The sky was overcast, the autumn wind was blowing, and the paper money and paper money for the dead were swirling in the air.

In the nearby mountains and forests, the lonely cries of unidentified birds added to the sense of sorrow.

“My poor child, if I had known, I would not have let Su Qianyu take you to the Valley of Divine Healers. That way, you could have stayed by my side a little longer. But now, I couldn’t even see you one last time.”

Tang Yumei stood before the grave, murmuring to herself, her eyes red and tears streaming down her cheeks.

Although she is middle-aged, she still has a slender figure and can be described as a beautiful woman who still retains her charm.

But her face was very pale, clearly from excessive grief.

Fang Zhendong also looked sorrowful and appeared to be in a heavy mood.

Fang Yingxue knelt on the ground, burning paper money and sobbing softly.

"Fang Zhendong, Tang Yumei, you two are really hiding here mourning. It seems I didn't come to the wrong place."

But at that moment, Zhao Jian, the third young master of the Zhao family, suddenly barged in with a group of people.

Zhao Jian was about the same age as Fang Han, around twenty years old. He was Fang Zhendong and Tang Yumei's junior, but his words were utterly disrespectful and full of sarcasm.

Behind him were a dozen or so burly men, all dressed in tight-fitting clothes, and half of them were holding a large mining sledgehammer.

These people are at least high-level martial artists, and three of them are even mid-level martial masters, making them the absolute elite of the Zhao family.

The soldier at the city gate called "Old Black" wasn't lying; the Zhao family had actually come to the Fang family ancestral tomb!

"Young Master Zhao, what business do you have with my wife and me?"

Fang Zhendong sensed that Zhao Jian's intentions were not good, but he still remained restrained.

The Zhao family is one of the three major families in Yanming City. They almost monopolize the sale of weapons and pills in Yanming City, and their strength is far superior to that of the Fang family.

The Fang family also refines pills, but they can only produce low-grade Body Tempering Pills, while the Zhao family can not only refine high-grade Body Tempering Pills, but also sell the Meridian Opening Pills from the Divine Doctor Valley.

At the very beginning of cultivation, what one needs is a Body Tempering Pill, which can help one become a martial artist and lay a solid foundation.

The Meridian Opening Pill allows martial artists to open up the main meridians in their bodies and enter the Martial Master realm.

It can be said that the Fang family's pills are only for the cultivation of young people from small, poor families. In Yanming City, they only occupy the low-end pill market share. Those who are rich and powerful buy the Zhao family's pills.

Therefore, the Fang family in Yanming City can only be considered a second-rate family.

Unless absolutely necessary, the Fang family cannot afford to offend the Zhao family.

In the past, since the two families were not really competitors, the Zhao family had never caused the Fang family much trouble.

But this time, both Fang Zhendong and Tang Yumei had a bad feeling.

“My Zhao family has taken a fancy to your Fang family’s ancestral tomb site. You have seven days to move the grave.”

Zhao Jian walked up to Fang Han's cenotaph and spoke in a condescending manner.

"Zhao Jian, why is this?"

Fang Zhendong was stunned for a moment before angrily retorting.

Tang Yumei and Fang Yingxue's expressions also changed.

"When Su Qianyu got engaged to that idiot Fang Han, your Fang family gave the Su family a hundred acres of medicinal fields in the east of the city as part of the betrothal gifts. And the fact that Su Qianyu was able to take Fang Han to the Divine Doctor Valley for treatment was arranged by my Zhao family. You should also give them a proper reward."

Zhao Jian sneered, "I've had my men investigate. There's a purple-gold refined iron mine beneath your Fang family's ancestral tomb. It shouldn't be unreasonable for my Zhao family to take this land, right?"

This kid doesn't know that Fang Han not only didn't die, but also cut off Su Qianyu's hand.

Upon hearing Zhao Jian's words, Fang Zhendong, Tang Yumei, and Fang Yingxue were first shocked, then filled with rage.

"Not excessive? Is there anything more excessive in this world than occupying someone's ancestral tomb?"

Fang Yingxue, who was kneeling and burning paper money, was the first to lose her temper. She stood up abruptly and glared at Zhao Jiandao.

Her talent for cultivation is average; she is currently a mid-level martial artist.

The Fang family spent too many resources to send Fang Han to the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, so she could only practice the ancestral techniques and martial arts. It was impossible for them to send her to places like Qingxuan Academy, Cangyun Academy, or the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion for cultivation.

"If the Zhao family continues to bully people like this, my Fang family will fight you to the death."

Fang Zhendong looked very refined and mild-mannered, but at this moment, he straightened his back, looked at Zhao Jian, and spoke with a firm and resolute tone.

Although Tang Yumei was angry, she looked worried and didn't say anything.

After all, she was just a woman and didn't have much spiritual cultivation.

"A fight to the death? Does your Fang family even have the right to say that?"

Zhao Jian glanced at Fang Zhendong sideways and said disdainfully, "Old Master Fang, that old bastard Fang Gaoyang, is only a mid-level Martial Grandmaster, while my grandfather is already a high-level Martial Grandmaster. If you anger me, he can easily slaughter your entire family with a single blood blade."

"Moreover, my sister Zhao Ziyi is the sword master of the Longyuan Sword Mansion. She has already passed the Longyuan Sword Sect's assessment and will soon become a formal disciple of the Longyuan Sword Sect."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhendong, Tang Yumei, and Fang Yingxue suddenly felt less confident.

Zhao Jian wasn't exaggerating. Zhao Banshan of the Zhao family had already reached the Martial Grandmaster realm thirty years ago, and became a high-level Martial Grandmaster ten years ago. In the entire Yanming City, apart from the number one family, the Wu family, and the city lord Ye Zhong, there was probably no one who could rival him.

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