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C18 - Counterattack!

Upon hearing his words, Zhou Jibo couldn't help but chuckle. "You certainly have a lot of nerve."

Zhou Qian responded with a cold sneer as he advanced menacingly.

"I had no intention of killing you in the street, as it would be problematic if the castellan found out. But given the chaos you've stirred up today, it seems I have no choice but to eliminate you."

Grasping the hilt of the Blood Stripe Sword, Zhou Jibo spoke deliberately, "Your ambition is for the Patriarch's seat. The Zheng family acts out of old grudges, and the Yu family, purely for profit. None of this has anything to do with their bravery."

"You're missing the point. With such blindness, you're fated never to claim the Patriarch's title."

Zhou Qian paused, mulling over the words, and it dawned on him that there might be some truth to them.

But his reflection quickly turned to rage, and he bellowed, "Eloquent as you are, if we were to follow your reasoning, your father is nothing but a block of wood, far less capable than me. So why did he become the Patriarch and not I?"

Zhou Jibo offered a wry smile. "That's just how fate works. His was simply better than yours."

Zhou Qian nearly choked with fury. "You're spouting utter nonsense! Should I just resign myself to fate's whims? Your words are downright malicious."

Meanwhile, Zheng Kang had been silent from the start, observing the scene. At last, he fixed his gaze on Zhou Jibo and demanded, "How did you manage to recover? This is a serious matter, and Xunqin wouldn't lie about it."

Zhou Jibo let out a weary sigh. "Don't you get it yet? The truth is, I never cared for Zheng Xunqin—it's she who's been pining for me. She claimed to have taken my bone root, but how could she ever bring herself to harm me?"

Zheng Kang's expression soured, his breath catching in his throat.

Was Zhou Jibo spewing madness now? Zheng Xunqin in love with him? Impossible.

Yet, seeing Zhou Jibo unscathed, doubt crept into Zheng Kang's mind. Could it be that Zheng Xunqin would jeopardize the entire Zheng family's scheme for the sake of her own heart?

"In truth, I deceived you," Zhou Jibo confessed earnestly to Zheng Kang.

"How could you dare to deceive me?"

Zheng Kang's emotions erupted. With a curse, he launched his fist at Zhou Jibo. The Zheng family's Rolling Rock Fist, though considered a lesser martial skill, had been perfected by Zheng Kang over many years. When executed, his punches cascaded with increasing force, each one more powerful than the last, culminating in a blow that could shatter boulders.

Zhou Qian quickly joined the fray, both men intent on ending Zhou Jibo's life. But in that instant, Zhou Jibo's Blood Stripe Sword flashed from its sheath. With the "Cool Breeze Blowing" technique, he effortlessly bypassed Zheng Kang's barrage of fists and thrust the sword into his throat. A chilling frost spread, forming ice crystals upon Zheng Kang's neck.

A sudden coldness enveloped Zheng Kang's throat, and before pain could register, his head tumbled to the ground.

Zhou Qian, witnessing Zhou Jibo claim Zheng Kang's life with a single sword strike, was rooted to the spot in shock. How could this be? Wasn't Zhou Jibo merely at the fifth layer of Acquired strength? How had he slain a ninth layer Acquired Warrior with one blow? Was this a nightmare?

Snapping out of his daze, Zhou Qian made a desperate attempt to flee, but a five-foot sword, radiating cold and edged with frost, was already at his neck.