High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery Chapter 780 - 611: Let Me Do It

The previously boisterous hall fell into a sudden, heavy silence as the voices carried inward.

Scores of eyes shifted simultaneously toward the entrance.

A young man, whose features seemed vaguely familiar, stepped slowly into the room.

"Who goes there?"

Recovering from the initial shock, one man shouted a sharp reprimand, "Who permitted your entry? Are you unaware that this is a restricted zone belonging to the Liu Family?"

What were the guards outside thinking?

An intruder had walked right in, and not a single person had bothered to send word ahead?

Chen Fan’s eyes swept past the man, landing instead on the figures seated in the positions of honor. He asked, "Which one of you is the Liu Family patriarch?"

"Boy, I am speaking to you! Have you gone deaf?"

Enraged by the dismissal, the man lunged forward, intent on teaching this uninvited guest a harsh lesson.

"Halt!"

A commanding shout erupted from the back, freezing him in his tracks.

The order came from an Elder.

Rising slowly from his seat, he offered a shallow bow. "So, it is Elder Chen who has graced us with his presence. Please forgive our lack of hospitality."

"What? Elder Chen?"

"That youth looks even younger than we do. Why did Uncle address him as Elder?"

Cries of astonishment broke out among the Liu Family members, their faces etched with skepticism.

However, a few others had already recognized the visitor's identity.

This was Chen Fan—the man who had slaughtered their family ancestor and more than a dozen other powerhouses back in Jiangnan City.

In an instant, the blood seemed to turn to ice in their veins, and a single terrifying thought gripped them.

Why was he here?

"It seems you have a sharp eye," Chen Fan remarked with a slight nod.

"Elder must be joking," Liu Zhenyang replied, his smile etched with bitterness.

His ancestor had been slain; he loathed Chen Fan with every fiber of his being.

Yet, what options did he have?

Should he scream for vengeance and try to kill him?

He would likely be following his ancestor into the grave within the next second.

To endure is to find peace; to retreat is to find safety. The most intelligent path was to stay alive and report this disaster to the Elder Council later.

"To what do we owe the honor of Elder’s visit to the Liu Family?"

"Did I not mention it already?"

Chen Fan cast a cold glance at him. "Must I repeat myself a second time?"

The expressions of everyone present, including Liu Zhenyang, shifted violently.

Could he truly be after the Divine Demon-level Martial Arts that their clan had guarded for so long?

"Surrender the Divine Demon-level Martial Arts, and I will grant you your lives," Chen Fan stated flatly, as if he were discussing a minor errand.

Rage flared in the eyes of the surrounding crowd upon hearing those words.

Chen Fan had murdered their ancestor, a blood debt they had yet to settle.

And now, he had the audacity to demand the family’s ultimate Divine Demon-level Martial Arts?

This was an unspeakable insult!

Liu Zhenyang remained tight-lipped.

Logic dictated that he should obey, for their very survival rested on this man's whims.

But he was consumed by reluctance.

He could stomach almost anyone else possessing the Divine Demon-level Martial Arts, but not the man standing before them.

For the Liu Family, such an act would be an eternal stain on their honor!

He would be too ashamed to face the Liu Family ancestors in the afterlife.

Chen Fan let out a soft sigh.

"Are you aware? I paid a visit to the Bai Family before coming here."

"The Bai Family?"

A middle-aged man, who shared a resemblance with Liu Zhenyang, could no longer keep silent.

He was, in fact, the reigning patriarch of the Liu Family.

"Correct," Chen Fan replied. "When I arrived, they were exactly like you—plotting how to eliminate me. But the moment I appeared, they fell perfectly silent."

"..."

The room was thick with a mixture of fury and humiliation.

They knew Chen Fan was mocking them, labeling them as cowards just like the Bai Family.

The grim reality, however, was that they truly lacked the courage to act.

No one wants to die, particularly those who have climbed several tiers above the common masses.

"I demanded their Divine Demon-level Martial Arts, and the Bai patriarch initially refused. In the end, however, he dutifully escorted me to their Scripture Pavilion. Sadly, they possessed no Divine Demon-level Martial Arts. Even their most prized technique, the Undying Golden Body, was full of flaws, so I discarded it."

Chen Fan shrugged. "Your Liu Family ancestor claimed before his passing that your clan holds a Divine Demon-level Martial Arts technique. I gave him my word: if you cooperate and hand it over, I will not harm you. But if you choose defiance, I have no qualms about staining the Liu Family grounds red today."

The faces of those present turned deathly pale at his threat.

Given his reputation in Jiangnan City, it was clear he was no saint. It was highly probable he had already ended the Bai Family patriarch.

If the Liu Family resisted, then today would be their end.

Liu Zhenyang’s expression flickered through a dozen emotions before he finally exhaled a weary sigh. "Handing the Divine Demon-level Martial Arts to Elder is not out of the question. However, once Elder has mastered it, could it be returned to the Liu Family? It took the sacrifices of many generations for us to obtain it."

He was backed into a corner.

Refusal meant certain death.

And his demise would achieve nothing.

Everyone knew that if he fell, Chen Fan’s next target would simply be his son.

"Do you genuinely believe I am here to negotiate?" Chen Fan’s tone grew frigid.

Liu Zhenyang trembled, his knees nearly buckling.

"M-my apologies, Elder. I will retrieve the Divine Demon-level Martial Arts for you immediately," he stammered, his pride completely shattered.