Chapter 2271 - 2263: Even if Jiang Tian Is Your Uncle, It Doesn’t Matter

Seeing Jiang Heyu nod, Jiang Gaolin, who had long been eager to make a move, suddenly swung his two giant hammers down toward Huang Xiaolong with immense force.

"Heavy Element Power!"

Jiang Gaolin shouted.

As his twin hammers emitted strange glows, these gleams seemed to compress the space around them.

The Heavy Element Power, an extension of gravity, is a terrifying force when fused with space, thousands of times more fearsome than gravity alone, understood only by an exceptionally talented few with a deep comprehension of gravity.

"Brat, die!"

Jiang Gaolin’s hammers descended like thousands of massive mountains, crushing down.

Being at the Dominator Tenth Stage Late Stage Peak, just a step away from Half-step Supreme, and combined with the Heavy Element Power, few Half-step Supremes would dare take the hit directly.

As the hammers crashed down from above, Huang Xiaolong raised his hand and simply pointed. The twin hammers shattered like fragile porcelain, splintering into myriad pieces that then pierced Jiang Gaolin’s chest and emerged from his back.

With a scream, Jiang Gaolin was knocked flying, landing heavily at the feet of Jiang Heyu and the Jiang Family’s disciples.

"Brother Gaolin!"

The Jiang Family disciples gasped in shock, rushing forward to support Jiang Gaolin.

Jiang Heyu was equally taken aback. Jiang Gaolin, like him, was one of the Jiang Family’s Core Disciples; though his talent wasn’t as great, it wasn’t far off. Jiang Gaolin’s combat power could easily contend with a Half-step Supreme. Yet now, he was severely injured by a mere point from a Sovereign Ninth Stage Late Stage!

Moreover, those giant hammers were top-level Low-level Supreme Spiritual Treasures painstakingly crafted by the Jiang Family’s Supreme Realm elders.

Being shattered by just one finger, what kind of concept is that?!

The hundreds of bandits in the distance were also in disbelief.

"You, Holy Body?!" Jiang Heyu took a deep breath and looked at Huang Xiaolong uncertainly: "Are you a Holy Sect disciple?!"

Only those with a Holy Body could possess such astonishing defense and power!

"Correct." Huang Xiaolong said calmly, not hiding it.

Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong confirm he possessed a Holy Body and was a Holy Sect disciple, the bandits exchanged scared glances, becoming slightly anxious and fearful.

Although the Jiang Family was the number one family in the Holy Land, there was still a great gap compared to the Holy Sect.

Jiang Family disciples held high status, but compared to Holy Sect disciples, the difference was considerable. They had just tried to rob a Holy Sect disciple!

Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong’s confirmation, Jiang Heyu and the Jiang Family disciples also grew tense.

Even if they were Jiang Family disciples, and Jiang Heyu was one of the most core disciples, they wouldn’t dared to arrogantly rob a Holy Sect disciple!

"So you are a disciple of the Holy Sect!" After thinking for a while, Jiang Heyu said in a deep voice: "There was a misunderstanding. Since the Nine Dragon Vine Root was purchased by you, we are willing to offer the same price as compensation."

"As for your injury to our Jiang Family disciple earlier, we will not pursue the matter."

In Jiang Heyu’s view, this was already the biggest compromise he could make.

He was willing to pay for Huang Xiaolong’s Nine Dragon Vine Root, and he wouldn’t pursue the injury caused to Jiang Gaolin.

Otherwise, considering the Jiang Family’s influence in the Holy Sect, it would be easy to suppress an ordinary Holy Sect disciple afterward.

Huang Xiaolong should feel grateful.

Huang Xiaolong smiled widely when he heard the other party "change" their mind and want to buy his Nine Dragon Vine Root: "Willing to offer the same price? If you want the Nine Dragon Vine Root, it’s not impossible. I bought it for five billion; you can pay fifty billion, then I’ll sell it to you."

Jiang Heyu’s expression changed.

Fifty billion?

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong laughed coldly: "And, it seems you’ve misunderstood something. Now it’s not about whether you pursue, it’s about whether I want to!"

Jiang Heyu’s face instantly turned grim.

"Kid, don’t be shameless, do you really think that as a disciple of the Holy Sect with a Holy Body, we won’t dare to do anything to you!" A Jiang Family disciple couldn’t help but angrily point at Huang Xiaolong: "Even if you are a Holy Body disciple of the Holy Sect, even if you are a Holy Veins disciple, if we want you to eat shit, go back to the Holy Sect and complain, they’re going to turn a blind eye!"

"So, before we make you eat shit, you’d better not be so cocky. Damn it, what kind of thing are you!"

The Jiang Family disciple continued to angrily shout.

Actually, he wasn’t entirely wrong; even if they forced Huang Xiaolong to eat shit and he complained to the Holy Sect, those in charge of the Law Hall would likely turn a blind eye, and wouldn’t really do anything against the Jiang Family.

For a colossal entity like the Jiang Family, unless it was something huge, like killing a Holy Sect disciple, the Holy Sect typically wouldn’t act.

However, just as the Jiang Family disciple finished speaking, Huang Xiaolong reached out and captured him, bringing him before him.

After being captured, the Jiang Family disciple became even more belligerent: "Boy, if you’ve got guts, kill me, heh, once you do, our Jiang Family elders in the Holy Sect have ways to make you wish you were dead!"

This Jiang Family disciple was certain Huang Xiaolong wouldn’t dare to kill him.

"Is that so." Huang Xiaolong smiled slightly, and suddenly, his palm pressed down, directly smashing the Jiang Family disciple’s head into his chest, mangling it beyond recognition.

Then, under Jiang Heyu and others’ stunned expressions, he tossed the corpse aside.

The surroundings fell silent for a full ten seconds.

No one expected Huang Xiaolong to actually dare to kill a Jiang Family Core Disciple.

"You!" Jiang Heyu’s eyes filled with bloodlust: "You dare to kill my Jiang Family Core Disciple! Let me tell you, the Holy Sect’s Saint Heir Jiang Tian is my second uncle, you’re dead!"

Jiang Heyu screeched.

Huang Xiaolong flashed and arrived before Jiang Heyu, and before Jiang Heyu could react, Huang Xiaolong clutched his neck and lifted him up, with an evil smile on his face: "So, you’re Jiang Tian’s nephew?"

The crowd was taken aback. Jiang Heyu, at Supreme First Rank Middle Stage, found himself powerless before Huang Xiaolong.

"That’s right, Jiang Tian is my second uncle!" Jiang Heyu shouted in shock and anger: "Boy, if you dare harm even a hair on me, my second uncle will ensure you die with no burial!"

Jiang Tian, he was the supreme glory of the Jiang Family, feared even by the Holy Sect’s Hall Masters, Continent Masters, and even the Main Hall Master, he couldn’t believe a mere Holy Sect disciple would dare act against him!

"Second uncle?" Huang Xiaolong chuckled: "Now, even if Jiang Tian was your third, fourth, or eldest uncle, it’s useless! Harm a hair of yours? You’re wrong!"

"I’m here for your life!"

Upon saying this, and amidst the crowd’s shocked gazes, Huang Xiaolong slammed down his palm, similarly crushing Jiang Heyu’s head beyond recognition, then tossed the body aside without a second look.

"This, this, you, you!"

Jiang Family’s disciples looked at Jiang Heyu’s corpse, stuttering and trembling, furious and astonished.

At this moment, a token radiating golden light appeared in Huang Xiaolong’s hand.

"Saint Son Token!"

Both the Jiang Family disciples and bandits stared at the token in Huang Xiaolong’s hand, overwhelmed with shock and daze.