High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery Chapter 781 - 611: Let Me Do It_2

The middle-aged man standing behind tightened his fists at the sight before him.

In his entire life, he had never seen his father wear such a defeated expression.

And yet, here it was!

This humiliation was entirely the work of the brat named Chen Fan.

"Forget it, I shall deal with this myself," Chen Fan remarked while shaking his head.

A faint shimmer flickered within his pupils.

In an instant, the minds of everyone meeting his gaze went blank, leaving them standing as motionless as wooden puppets. Liu Zhenyang, the clan leader, even began to mindlessly recite the name of their Divine Demon-level Martial Arts and its precise location in vivid detail.

It was revealed that after discovering their ancestor was in jeopardy, he had concealed the treasure containing the secret realm in a hidden spot known to no one.

He had only come here to deliberate on a plan of action with the core members of the family.

The Divine Demon-level Martial Arts held by the Liu family was actually the seventh volume of the Longevity Technique—the Yang Scroll, which belonged to the Seven Elements of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Yin, and Yang.

Based on his confession, the Liu family had acquired this scroll five or six centuries ago. Regrettably, not a single soul in the family had managed to successfully cultivate it during that entire time.

Consequently, the scroll had been kept permanently within the secret realm.

With a single thought, Chen Fan released Liu Zhenyang and the others from his mental grip.

The group glanced at one another, their memories of the last few moments a complete void.

However, judging by the shocked faces of the bystanders, it was clear that something monumental had just transpired.

"I originally intended to kill you all, but since you have shown some tact, I will spare your lives. If you seek vengeance, you are welcome to try at any time. However, if I learn that you have laid a finger on any member of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association, do not blame me for wiping the Liu family off the face of the earth."

After delivering his warning, Chen Fan vanished from their sight.

A collective sigh of relief swept through the room the moment he left.

At the very least, they had survived the encounter.

But...

"What exactly just happened?" Liu Zhenyang asked, a sense of dread pooling in his stomach.

It was obvious Chen Fan had come for the Longevity Technique. Yet, he had seemingly departed without taking anything.

The witnesses hesitated, none of them daring to be the first to speak.

"Speak up now!" the Liu family Patriarch barked.

The more his subordinates remained silent, the more his internal anxiety intensified.

"P-Patriarch," one man stammered, summoning his courage.

"Just now, Eldest Uncle... he gave away the location of the Longevity Technique. That man has likely already headed to the place where Eldest Uncle hid the manual."

"What did you say?" Liu Zhenyang was struck with horror.

"What kind of garbage are you spewing?"

The middle-aged man flew into a rage at the claim. He lunged forward, seizing the speaker by the throat and hoisting him into the air.

"How could my father possibly reveal such a vital secret to him? What lies are you telling?"

"Patriarch, I-I am not lying. I swear, I am telling the truth!" The man's face turned a deep crimson as he struggled for air.

"Patriarch, please calm down! Control yourself!" several people nearby shouted, rushing to pull the two men apart.

"Cough, cough!" After catching his breath, the man gasped out, "Patriarch, I am truly not lying. It was the Eldest Uncle himself who spoke. But I believe both you and the Eldest Uncle were being controlled. You both seemed very strange, like you weren't yourselves."

"That’s right! Especially the Eldest Uncle—it was as if he was under a Puppetry Skill. Whenever that person asked a question, Eldest Uncle would answer. That is how the secret of the Longevity Technique was exposed."

"It’s because that bastard was too cunning, using such a cowardly and underhanded method!"

Realizing the truth, Liu Zhenyang was instantly drenched in a cold sweat. Without a word, he bolted forward, covering dozens of meters in a flash.

It wasn't just about a Divine Demon-level Martial Arts.

The family's secret realm was at stake.

He refused to believe that someone like Chen Fan would be merciful enough to leave the secret realm treasure behind after seizing the Longevity Technique.

He had to get there. Even knowing he was no match for the intruder, he had no choice but to go.

Seeing his father's panic, the middle-aged man followed close behind.

The others tried to keep up, but the two leaders were so fast they disappeared from view in an instant.

By the time Liu Zhenyang reached the hidden treasure chamber, the floating brush that served as the anchor had vanished.

The massive vault was utterly empty.

The middle-aged man arrived shortly after, and the sight told him everything he needed to know.

It was gone. Everything was gone.

"Thud!"

Liu Zhenyang collapsed onto the floor. The man who had looked so vigorous moments ago now appeared to have aged decades in a single breath.

"Father!"

The middle-aged man hurried to support him, tears welling in his eyes. "Father, it doesn't matter if the technique is gone. Please, just stay strong."

Liu Zhenyang’s tears fell silently. He opened his mouth to speak but found no words to offer comfort.

Losing the Longevity Technique was one thing—none of them could cultivate it anyway. But the secret realm was the very foundation of their family's survival.

Inside, the Qi was dense enough to accelerate Cultivation speed several times over. More importantly, it served as an ultimate refuge during a catastrophe. If a Beast Tide ever overwhelmed Sifang City, the family could have hidden there to survive. But now, that hope was extinguished.

The middle-aged man wept hot tears, his eyes burning with a murderous rage.

"Chen Fan! Chen Fan! If I, Liu Zheng, do not take your life, I am not fit to be called human!"

"Zheng’er, do not be reckless," Liu Zhenyang whispered, looking at his son. "You are not his equal. If you act out of turn, you will bring nothing but absolute annihilation to the Liu family."

Liu Zheng felt his heart break further at those words. "But Father, are we to simply let this go? He murdered our ancestor and plundered our most sacred treasure. I want to tear him limb from limb!"

"Of course we won't let it go," Liu Zhenyang coughed twice, his eyes narrowing. "Our ancestor met this fate because of the Elder Council. They owe us a resolution."

"You're right!" Liu Zheng nodded fervently.

"I will contact the Elder Council immediately. I'll demand they dispatch someone to execute that boy and recover what was stolen from us." He reached for his phone.

Liu Zhenyang sighed. He knew the members of the Elder Council were far from saints. If their treasures fell into the Council’s hands, getting them back would be nearly impossible—especially the secret realm. No Sect or family would ever willingly give up such a prize.

However, at this point, his desire to see Chen Fan dead outweighed everything else. He would leave the rest to fate.

In a strange coincidence, just as Liu Zheng was about to dial, his phone began to ring.

Liu Zheng frowned. Who would call at a time like this? He was about to reject the call when he realized the caller ID showed it was the Elder Council.

"A call from the Elder Council?" Liu Zhenyang noted, a flash of surprise crossing his face.

He then let out a self-deprecating, bitter smile. He could guess why they were calling. They must have heard about the robbery at the Bai family and were calling to warn them. Sadly, they were a step behind.

Liu Zheng took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

As expected, a frantic voice shouted from the other end, "Liu Zheng! Has that Chen kid shown up at the Liu family yet?"

Inside the high-level conference room of the Elder Council, Xu Hu spoke urgently into the receiver. Three other Elders stood beside him, their faces tense with anticipation.

"He has already been here," Liu Zheng said through gritted teeth.

"Not only did he show up, but he also plundered our secret realm. My father and I barely escaped the encounter with our lives."

Upon hearing this, Elder Qin and the others looked at each other, their faces falling with disappointment.

They were too late again.

"When did he depart? Do you have any idea which way he went?" Xu Hu pressed.

Two Quasi-S-Class Awakeners were already en route to Sifang City. If he had only just left, there was still a chance to intercept him.

"I don't know. He moved too fast for us to track," Liu Zheng replied.

"Sigh." Xu Hu let out a long breath. "Liu Zheng, you should have found a way to stall him. If you had just delayed him a bit longer, our reinforcements would have arrived."