The news that Chen Jiuyang was not dead and had been resurrected and healed quickly reached the ears of the relevant people.
"Crack—"
A teacup was crushed into pieces. Even though it was an antique worth hundreds of thousands, the Zhennan King's Consort's face was grim. "How is that possible? I witnessed his corpse myself."
...
The hearts of the people in Fengcheng began to stir again. Chen Jiuyang was not dead, so wouldn't the battle between Chen Jiuyang and Zhou Fangzun be worth watching?
The information about Chen Jiuyang that had been thrown into the trash can was once again retrieved.
As people looked at the information from Chen Jiuyang's ranking battles to his fight in Suhang, they became increasingly shocked.
How long had it been since Chen Jiuyang entered the Earth Realm, yet he could kill Zhong Zhuwu, who was at the fifth level of the Earth Realm, and also kill nearly two hundred Japanese Earth Realm ninjas.
Whether it was in terms of talent, combat power, mindset, methods, or cultivation techniques, Chen Jiuyang was worthy of the title of peerless genius.
After much thought, countless people were startled.
There was a chance that Chen Jiuyang could win against Xi Butui!
Since ancient times, every peerless genius who left their name in history had achieved astonishing feats of overcoming the weak and fighting the strong.
Previously, Chen Jiuyang's various deeds could only prove that he was a peerless genius. If he could defeat and kill Xi Butui in full view of everyone this time,
Then the significance would be different.
This time, it not only alerted the martial arts world of Feng Province but also the entire Dragon Country's martial arts world. They wanted to come and see.
At the very least, the champions of the martial rankings from all provinces in the Dragon Country would come to observe this battle.
Chen Jiuyang was the champion of the Feng Province martial ranking. If he killed Xi Butui this time, then in the Dragon Country Martial Ranking competition next month, in December, he would face them. It was only natural to gather intelligence and watch a battle against such a formidable opponent.
It was currently November 8th, and there were seven days left until November 15th. People from all walks of life were timing their journeys to head to Fengcheng.
With all four directions in motion, even Xi Butui could not remain calm and composed.
However, Chen Jiuyang, the center of this storm, paid no attention to this matter at all.
Autumn had arrived, and the temperature in Fengcheng began to gradually drop.
"Buzz buzz—"
A plane from Suhang landed in Fengcheng.
Chen Jiuyang left the airport alone and took a taxi home.
Qiu Yihan did not return with him. According to Elder Han, Qiu Yihan's dowry and betrothal gifts were not yet prepared.
Chen Jiuyang did not interfere much. Qiu Yihan would return to Fengcheng in a few days at the latest.
It was no longer Chen Jiuyang who had to consider the Han family's feelings; it was the Han family who had to consider his. After all, Qiu Yihan had run away with him.
"Crack—"
Chen Jiuyang got out of the car and paid the fare.
It felt like a lifetime ago, returning to his own doorstep.
Next to the simple house where he had lived for many years, a large mansion was being built. Next to it, there were a few words: "Xuan Yang Marquisate."
Chen Jiuyang returned to Fengcheng without informing anyone or alerting anyone.
"Oh my, such black hair, whose young lady are you..." a middle-aged woman's voice rang out.
Chen Jiuyang's expression stiffened upon hearing the voice. He then turned around with a wry smile and said, "Mom, it's me."
Zhang Xiuzhen, holding two bags of vegetables, was startled to see Chen Jiuyang and dropped the vegetables she was holding. "Jiuyang, where did you go? Why has your hair grown so long all of a sudden?"
Zhang Xiuzhen carefully examined Chen Jiuyang's features, fell silent for a moment, and then said, "Jiuyang, you told me before that you were away on a business trip. Tell Mom honestly, did you get plastic surgery?"
"..." Chen Jiuyang: "?"
Chen Jiuyang's mindset was a bit broken, and he said speechlessly, "Mom, why would you say that?"
"I know my own son. I haven't seen you for less than a month, and you've changed so much. Your skin is even better than ours, women's. Your eyes, your nose, if you were slightly dressed up, I'd believe you were a girl."
Chen Jiuyang said with a wry smile, "Mom, that's not true."
Zhang Xiuzhen reached out and pinched Chen Jiuyang's face, her eyes filled with surprise. "No fake nose, no hyaluronic acid injections, and no makeup."
"Jiuyang, how did your skin suddenly become so good? Are you letting women live?"
Chen Jiuyang didn't feel anything about the changes in his appearance or temperament, but he also had a vague feeling that on the way back, many women had given him flirtatious glances, and some had even approached him for his contact information, but Chen Jiuyang had refused them all.
Chen Jiuyang smiled and said, "Mom, I've been on a business trip recently and learned a health cultivation technique. It might be due to this health cultivation technique. I'll teach it to you and Dad later so you can be healthy and live a long life."
"Good, good, good." Zhang Xiuzhen immediately beamed with joy. "I'll cut your hair for you. A grown man with such long hair is not proper."
"I'll listen to Mom." Chen Jiuyang had no objections to this.
"Then sit properly." Zhang Xiuzhen pulled Chen Jiuyang to sit by the entrance of the simple house's courtyard, took out scissors and a razor, and began to cut Chen Jiuyang's hair. As she cut, she said:
"A few days ago, Zixuan, Yuexian, and Leng Yue all came to visit your father and me. They said that it was their efforts that allowed your father and me to be released from the hands of those officials without being troubled."
"Son, Mom knows you can make money, but you must not wrong these girls."
Chen Jiuyang gave a bright smile. "Mom, I know. Your son will treat them well."
Zhang Xiuzhen sighed. "I don't know what's so good about you. I originally only wanted one daughter-in-law, but these girls have set their hearts on you. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."
Chen Jiuyang smiled and said, "Son has found you more daughters-in-law, and there will be more grandchildren in the future. Aren't you happy, Mom?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiuzhen's face lit up with joy. "That's naturally a good thing."
Zhang Xiuzhen and Chen Jianmin were the most ordinary people in the Dragon Country. In their world, they didn't even know about the martial arts world or the enfeoffment of marquises.
They just wanted to earn a living peacefully, see their children grow up safely, and then grow old holding their grandchildren. They didn't want to conflict with anyone, nor did they understand what it meant to kill.
Chen Jiuyang said, "Mom, how is the construction of our big house coming along?"
Zhang Xiuzhen said, "Only your dad knows about the progress of the house. I just buy some vegetables every day for them to cook."
"You, don't be busy with work all the time. Now that you're back in Fengcheng, you have time to see your sister. Your sister is living alone in such a big city as Fengcheng, and your dad and I are worried."
"It's done."
"Hey, my son looks good even with a buzz cut."
"By the way, your maternal grandmother and the others are coming soon."
Chen Jiuyang asked, "What are Grandma and the others coming for?"
Zhang Xiuzhen said, "Perhaps they saw that our family has prospects and came to take a look."
"Oh," Chen Jiuyang replied.
At this moment, a weak voice sounded in Chen Jiuyang's mind: "Master, help me."