At the end of autumn, there was a trace of coldness. The grey sky made the day look like dusk.

Chu Fei, who was dressed in a cloth gown, straightened his chest and raised his head. He walked toward the Chu family's ancestral hall with a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Where did this little beggar come from? How dare you stay in the Zhao family's important place? If you don't leave, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!" Two guards stood on both sides of the ancestral hall and scolded Chu Fei.

"Ha, Zhao Chuanzhou's dog is really impressive." Chu Fei sneered.

This was the ancestral temple of the Chu family! The dog slave of the Zhao family who ate its master's pride. How could he have the face to say that the Zhao family was an important place and send people to guard it? How shameless he was! Even if he was a whore, he still wanted to set up a memorial arch.

The guard glared at him angrily. When he was about to beat this reckless boy, he was stunned by what he was going to say next.

"Chu Fei, the legitimate grandson of the Chu family. He came to pay respects to the ancestors at the age of sixteen for the coming of age ceremony!" From beginning to end, Chu Fei did not look directly at the two guards. His gaze was firm as he looked at the ancestral hall in the courtyard. He knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Then, he got up and strode into the Chu family's ancestral temple.

"He, he is the only descendant of the Chu family, Chu Fei!"

"Quick, go and report this to the Patriarch."

While the two guards were shocked, one of them stayed to stare at Chu Fei while the other left quickly. The Chu family's sinner had suddenly returned after several years. It was not up to the two guards to make a decision.

Chu Fei did not pay attention to the guards' actions. He took out an adult's clothes from his bag and changed into them. Then, he tied up his hair and crown and kowtowed to his ancestor.

When his head knocked down, his originally resolute face became gloomy and blue veins stood out. There was endless hatred and anger in his heart. "Please bless your unfilial descendants and get the Chu family's treasure. Only in this way can I have the opportunity to revenge for my parents, for our Chu family, and take back everything that belongs to our Chu family!"

Chu Fei's great hatred flashed through his mind as if it had happened yesterday.

Before the age of eight, he was the young master of an aristocratic family envied by countless people. On the night of his eighth birthday, Zhao Chuanzhou, the Great Elder who went out with Chu Fei's father, came back alone and brought back the news of his father's death—he was chased by a mysterious man, and there were no bones left.

After that, the direct descendants of the Chu family inexplicably disappeared, and the ambition of the Zhao Clan, the First Elder, gradually revealed his fangs.

In the previous three generations, the Chu family used to be a master in alchemy in the Martial Kingdom. Although the times had changed and the family declined, the Chu family had been passed down from generation to generation. The Chu family's ancestors had left their precious treasures behind. If they opened them, they would definitely reach the peak again.

Until there were only Chu Fei and his mother, Bi Yao, in the entire Chu family, Zhao Chuanzhou failed to find out anything and no longer hid. He held Bi Yao hostage and forced Chu Fei to tell him the secret of the treasure.

But Chu Fei didn't know about the treasure at all. How could he say that he wanted to save his mother?

Zhao Chuanzhou only thought that Chu Fei was stubborn. He ruthlessly destroyed his Dantian and forced him to open his mouth.

Seeing her son suffering so much, Bi Yao went crazy. She broke free from the shackles and risked her life to bring Chu Fei out.

Chu Fei, who had escaped, was lucky enough to be secretly taken in by the loyal servant who had been driven out of the Zhao family. However, Chu Fei's mother would never come back.

Chu Fei had grown up. He suspected that the death of his father must have something to do with Zhao Chuanzhou!

Not long ago, when the old servant passed away, he was told that the Coming of Age ceremony had to be returned to the Chu family's ancestral temple. This was the Chu family's rule. The biggest reason was that the cauldron in front of the ancestral temple was the legendary supreme treasure of the Chu family!

He also inadvertently heard Chu Zhongtian, the previous master of the family, who was also Chu Fei's father. When he was drunk, he muttered a few words.

Perhaps it meant that there was no one who could open it and obtain the lost Chu family's inheritance.

The loyal servant told Chu Fei that he could take this opportunity to try. If he could open the sacrificial cauldron and obtain the inheritance, there might be some time for revenge!

Although the Zhao Family was powerful, Chu Fei was not afraid at all. On the day of his adulthood, he came back. He wanted to worship his ancestors and try to open the treasure!

Soon, a group of people walked in from outside the ancestral temple. The leader was a young man. He looked at Chu Fei, who was kneeling in the ancestral temple, with a playful expression. He lazily waved his hand and said, "Catch him."

Hearing these words, Chu Fei slowly got up, and his gloomy face became cold again. He suddenly turned around, pulled his bow with his legs, and punched the face of the big man who was close to him. He shouted coldly, "Zhao Dai, this is my Chu family's ancestral temple. It's not up to you to be presumptuous!"

Over the years, the old servant had taught him the method of body refining and taught him the martial arts of mortals. Although he couldn't practice it, with his strong physique, these little guys were still no match for him.

With a cracking sound, the chin of the strong man broke, and he fell to the ground, screaming with blood spurting out of his mouth.

This scene shocked Zhao Dai for a moment, but he quickly recovered and joked, "We haven't seen each other for a few years, and the stray dog has made a lot of progress. However, if you don't find a place to hide as a mouse, you still dare to come back. You really don't know what's good for you!"

"Come on, catch him alive. I want this good-for-nothing to kneel at my feet like a dog."

Chu Fei's words were cold and filled with endless resentment. "I, Chu Xun, will kill all of you one day. I will avenge my mother and take back everything of my Chu family!"

After saying that, Chu Fei acted like a tiger entering a herd of sheep. His attacks were fierce and fierce. He fought with great ease, beating out the dark clouds that had been suppressed in his heart for so many years.

In a short period of dozens of breaths, except for Zhao Chuanzhou's third son, Zhao Dai, the rest of the people in the ancestral temple either fainted or fell to the ground with broken bones and tendons, wailing. They no longer had the strength to fight.

Zhao Dai's face was extremely gloomy. He stared at Chu Fei like a viper. "You're such a good-for-nothing. I didn't expect that I would let you live to such an extent. Let's end it here. I'll send you to hell!"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Dai's imposing manner abruptly rose. It seemed like he had long since surpassed the Body Tempering stage and entered the strength training stage!

A martial artist's cultivation was divided into two parts: body tempering, strength training, inner strengthening, passing through the meridians, non-stop, spiritual spinning, controlling the spirit, and flying in the air. It was a higher level of cultivation.

In the Chu family town, the strongest Zhao Chuanzhou was only in the Ascending Realm. He couldn't even get in touch with higher realms, let alone Chu Fei, who hadn't cultivated yet.

However, Chu Fei's expression did not change. He bent over and bent his right arm to his left rib. Then, he suddenly flicked his body and threw out his sleeve. A cold light shot toward Zhao Dai like lightning.

With a light puff, Zhao Dai, who had yet to make any move, widened his eyes and lowered his head to look at his chest in disbelief.

There was a flying knife stuck in it, and blood flowed along with it.

He pointed at Chu Fei with a mixture of fear and hatred. He wanted to say something, but the blood gushing out of his throat turned into a cooing sound.

This flying knife was given to him by the old gardener. It used to be a second-grade flying knife made by the Chu family. Its main feature was that it could break the spiritual power armor around a cultivator's body.

Military soldiers were divided into nine levels. Although they were only Level Two flying daggers, they were not something that Zhao Dai, who was in the Strength-refining Stage, could resist.

What's more, Chu Feifei had a strong physique. The unique skill of the flying knife taught by the gardener had already been practiced to the peak. How could Zhao Dai resist it when he was caught off guard?

After Chu Fei drew back his sword, he did not look at Zhao Dai. Instead, he turned around and walked to the sacrificial tripod in front of him. His fingers were like knives, cutting a cut on his left palm and pressing it on the wall of the tripod. He was so nervous that his heart was almost in his throat.

"The sacrificial cauldron, wake up!" Chu Fei shouted in his heart.

The blood was flowing on the sacrificial tripod, simple, heavy, and evil. However, there was no reaction at all!

A look of disappointment and bitterness appeared on Chu Fei's face. His greatest hope had been shattered. He was disheartened. "Looks like I'm not the person you're waiting for."

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was shocked to find that his hand had been tightly sucked in by the sacrificial cauldron. His blood could not help but spurt out and gradually spread throughout the entire sacrificial cauldron.

As the blood flowed, mysterious patterns appeared on the sacrificial cauldron, emitting a bewitching radiance. When the entire cauldron was covered in divine patterns, a powerful suction force surged out and sucked him into the cauldron.

Chu Fei was incomparably moved. It was as if he was in the boundless starry sky. There were ancient totems surging about, all creatures living together.

"This, I really opened a precious treasure?"

Suddenly, a blood-red sun streaked across the starry sky and swallowed everything in an instant. Then, it rushed into Chu Fei's dantian and exploded.

Chu Fei only felt that his dantian was extremely hot, like a volcano gushing out. The power poured into his blood, bones, meridians, and his whole body.

He was like an outsider who was passively paying attention to everything.

Suddenly, he saw that his broken Dantian, like a living creature, grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a few seconds, his badly damaged Dantian was restored to its original state!

The power did not stop there. Instead, it went along the complicated meridians in his dantian and flowed through his whole body again and again.

Chu Fei finally woke up from his disbelief and trembled with excitement. He really opened the family's treasure. What was even more unexpected was that the treasure could repair its dantian!

This was a great surprise!

It was not just a simple repair. After it was repaired, it activated the dead Dantian, which had been nourished for many years. It became as stable as it had been when it was born, or even more.

"Zhao Family, Zhao Chuanzhou! I, Chu Feifei, am alive today. Just you wait. I will soon stand in front of you and take revenge!" In the tripod, Chu Fei's eyes were scarlet as he roared and swore.

Outside the sacrificial tripod, those who had not fainted finally came to their senses. Enduring the sharp pain in their bodies, they supported each other and scrambled out of the ancestral hall.

"Quick, go and report to Second Young Master. The descendants of the Chu family are back. He killed Third Young Master!"