Chapter Five: Visitors from the Su Family, Jiang Cheng Unleashes His Hidden Realm Power

As the divine sound within the sea of consciousness faded away, a vast and mighty spiritual power suddenly surged within Jiang Cheng’s body, coursing through every meridian and channel. The golden elixir in his dantian spun rapidly, enveloped by nine streams of imperial dragon qi, coiling like nine dragons arching around a pearl.

Immediately, the golden elixir’s radiance intensified dramatically, and an ethereal realm filled with profound essence—a divine palace of inner world—began to manifest from within him.

Boom! His vital energy roared endlessly, his physical body and primordial spirit ascending to a higher plane.

In an instant, he broke through to the Realm of Inner World, and not just any breakthrough: one where divine brilliance arose spontaneously and his spiritual energy was complete.

Simultaneously, Jiang Cheng sensed several fragments of other people’s primordial spirits appear inside his sea of consciousness. He knew these were the six Guardians bestowed upon him by the system.

Though the outside world remained unaware of his breakthrough, his own aura had undergone a monumental transformation.

Where before there was only arrogant defiance that pierced the heavens, now he radiated a majestic, supreme righteousness—a vast and overwhelming aura like a blazing sun illuminating the heavens, exuding an unyielding divine might that struck down all evil without fear.

Beside him, Su Ruoxi’s delicate eyes flickered beneath her bridal veil. No one else noticed, but she clearly felt that the mysterious power within Jiang Cheng had once again ascended to a new level.

What on earth had happened to him? He had broken through once more! Could this be the fated destiny woven by the heavens?

“Brother Jiang, congratulations!” At that moment, a voice rang out as a terrifying pressure engulfed the entire Jiang family estate.

Following this, hundreds of people marched into the wedding hall in a grand procession.

They were members of the Su family.

At the forefront stood Su Ningshuang’s parents, their auras formidable, followed by a group of disciples brimming with arrogance.

“Father, mother!” Su Ningshuang seemed to have spotted her saviors.

Hearing the call, the Su family turned their gaze and saw Su Ningshuang severely wounded but her aura rising sharply.

Especially the Su couple, their teeth clenched tightly, eyes blazing with fury as if they could devour the Jiang family alive.

Yet, mindful of Su Ruoxi’s presence and the imminent arrival of the Linglong Holy Land’s emissaries, they suppressed their wrath for the time being.

“Brother Jiang, Ruoxi is still my sister. With such a major matter, isn’t it a bit unreasonable that you didn’t inform me, her family?” The Su patriarch’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice laced with restrained coldness.

Though his words seemed casual, beneath the surface lay a sharp and deadly intent.

Jiang’s father, however, remained calm and unhurried: “Brother Su, that is a misunderstanding. My good daughter-in-law says she has long severed ties with the Su family.”

“In that case, how can the Su family still claim to be her kin?”

“Besides, I must thank Brother Su for allowing Su Ningshuang to break off her engagement with my son, thus making way for Ruoxi and my son’s union!”

Although the Jiang family was no match for the Su family in strength, they were not easily bullied.

Every family had their own hidden cards.

If he dared to confront the Su family, it was because he had sufficient backing.

Those watching were stunned by this revelation: Su Ruoxi had left the Su family? What was going on?

Eyes darted back and forth between the two sides, curiosity and gossip bubbling beyond concealment.

The Su family’s faces darkened.

Their family’s disgrace exposed so publicly was a harsh slap to their pride.

Yet they did not directly address the matter, instead adopting a nonchalant attitude: “What can be said? When heaven wants to rain, the daughter marries—what’s there to discuss?”

The Su patriarch paused briefly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

“But Brother Jiang, Ruoxi is the Sacred Maiden of the Linglong Holy Land. The Sacred Land has rules forbidding its disciples from marrying outsiders.”

“Brother Jiang, aren’t you afraid of incurring the wrath of the Linglong Holy Land?”

“Or did you use some unscrupulous means to coerce my sister?”

As his words fell, he looked toward Su Ruoxi, his tone tinged with probing suspicion and faint hope.

In truth, the Su patriarch still harbored a sliver of hope that Su Ruoxi had been forced.

If so, Jiang family would no longer be a threat.

All eyes turned to Su Ruoxi.

Then, slowly, she lifted her crimson bridal veil, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty.

Her gaze swept across the crowd, serene and composed, like a celestial fairy untouched by worldly dust.

Her voice was firm yet gentle: “You are overthinking. I willingly married my husband.”

The single word “husband” said it all.

Su father clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling with rage and disbelief.

“Very well, very well. Then I congratulate you.” He then turned to the Jiang couple.

“Brother Jiang, though Ruoxi has left the Su family, she was nonetheless raised by us. Your son marrying my sister—surely that should come with a bride price?”

The emissaries from the Linglong Holy Land had yet to arrive. They intended to gain whatever advantage they could.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng laughed and stepped forward.

“Su Changqing, you and your daughter Su Ningshuang share the same shameless nature. My wife already said she has no ties to your Su family. Why should we pay you a bride price?”

Su father’s murderous intent exploded: “Nephew, you are far too disrespectful of your elders.”

From the moment he entered, he had looked down on Jiang Cheng—a mere crippled cultivator.

Now, provoked, he was about to unleash his divine power against Jiang Cheng.

“Perfect timing. I want to see if you truly have the strength to marry my sister.”

“Your sister? Your Su family has no shame. My wife has severed ties with you, yet you still call her your sister?” Jiang Cheng retorted disdainfully, unshaken.

This infuriated Su father further.

“Impudent!”

Forming a hand seal, a fierce spiritual attack surged forth, slicing through the air toward Jiang Cheng.

The onlookers gasped, convinced Jiang Cheng would be severely wounded if not killed outright.

Yet, in the next moment, Su father’s attack vanished without trace.

Behind Jiang Cheng, the shadow of the inner world realm stood tall, nine golden dragons spiraling and roaring with overwhelming majesty, their power pressing down like an abyss, crushing courage and spirit alike.

Su father froze in place, his face pale as paper, his palm trembling: “You... what realm have you reached?!”

At that moment, a long-bearded elder of the Jiang family slowly stepped forward, his eyes burning as he stared at the magnificent inner world shadow behind Jiang Cheng, his voice filled with awe and pride:

“Inner World Realm! The young master has stepped into the Inner World Realm!”

“What? Inner World Realm?!”

The Su family’s faces changed drastically, the guests were horrified, collectively drawing a sharp breath.

The Jiang elder loudly proclaimed: “From ‘Qi Awakening’ to ‘Elixir Formation and Meridian Connection,’ then to the ‘Mystic Pattern Realm’ opening the inner world—this path takes geniuses decades of arduous cultivation, and average talents a lifetime! Yet the young master has leapt across all those stages at once, condensing the inner world shadow, establishing the laws. Such talent is unparalleled in this era!”

Hearing this, the Jiang family’s blood boiled, their eyes glowing with excitement as they looked to Jiang Cheng as the hope and future of their clan.

“The young master has become an Inner World powerhouse! Our Jiang family will never suffer humiliation again!”

“Heaven bless the Jiang family! With the young master here, who in Lingxiao City dares challenge us?!”

Jiang Cheng stood with hands behind his back, his expression cold and indifferent, his gaze like lightning sweeping over the Su family.

His imposing aura was like rolling thunderclouds, enveloping the Su family, suffocating their breath.

Yet Su father stubbornly refused to bow, clinging to his dignity, gritting his teeth:

“Even if you have stepped into the Inner World Realm, so what? The Linglong Holy Land is a top-tier sect. My daughter Su Ningshuang is promised to the Sacred Son. Soon, the Sacred Son himself will come. When that time comes, what will your Jiang family do?”

His words were like clutching at a lifeline. The Su elders quickly echoed:

“Indeed! What use is the Inner World Realm? Opposing the Sacred Land is courting death!”

“The Sacred Son is a perfect God Sea Realm cultivator, a reincarnation of an unparalleled great power, with a master at the Profound Solitude Sovereign Realm.”

“The Mystic Pattern is but the beginning of opening the inner world; the God Sea is vast and transcendent. The Sacred Son is about to ascend to the ninth realm.”

“True, your Jiang family is but a small city’s beasts; how could you compare to the Sacred Son, undefeated in the world?”

“The Ninth Sacred Son’s talent is matchless and may be the Linglong Holy Land’s future heir. Jiang Cheng, how can you compare?”

“Jiang Cheng, surrender now, or when the Sacred Son arrives, your Jiang family will be utterly destroyed!”

Listening to the Su family’s boasts, the guests shook their heads, some sneering and sighing.

“At this point, the Su family still clings to the Sacred Son’s hope—how foolish!”

“Jiang Cheng’s Inner World Realm is so powerful, yet the Su family refuses to see the truth. Why would the Sacred Land trouble the Su family over a woman? Moreover, our young madam is the Sacred Maiden, equal in rank to the Sacred Son!”

“Ridiculous! When the Sacred Son truly arrives, would Jiang Cheng marrying the Sacred Maiden fear him?”

“Hmph!”

Jiang Cheng snorted coldly, eyes icy as they swept over the Su family, his voice like thunder booming through the hall:

“The Sacred Son of the Holy Land? I, Jiang Cheng, fear not even the Linglong Holy Land, how could I fear one disciple?”

Boom!

As his voice fell, the inner world shadow behind him suddenly burst forth radiant light, nine golden dragons roaring fiercely, the power of the laws transforming into golden beams that descended like a celestial curtain, forcing the Su family back, their faces drained of color!

Su father staggered, struggling to steady himself, eyes filled with terror as he looked at Jiang Cheng—his heart shaken for the first time.

The Jiang elder stroked his beard, eyes sharp as he stared at the Su family:

“Su patriarch, don’t you see? Our young master’s breakthrough to the Inner World Realm makes him a city-level overlord. Yet you and your clan still cling to the empty promises of the Holy Land? Today, you should consider who truly deserves to rule Lingxiao City!”

The Su elders’ faces darkened, no words to reply, only looking expectantly at Su father for a decision.

Meanwhile, the guests had completely erupted.

“Jiang Cheng wins without fighting! The Su family is utterly suppressed!”

“Waiting for the Sacred Son? A joke! Even if the Holy Land sends someone, they might not defeat Jiang Cheng now that he has reached the Inner World Realm!”

“The sky over Lingxiao City may be about to change!”

“That Su patriarch is only at the peak Mystic Pattern Realm, but the Su elders include veteran Inner World Realm experts. Perhaps they have already broken through the first level of the Inner World?”

“You don’t understand—there are distinctions within the Inner World Realm. That’s why the saying goes ‘a realm within a realm.’”

Jiang Cheng stood with hands behind his back, like a god overlooking mortals, his voice cold and authoritative:

“If the Su family dares to provoke us again, I shall not hesitate to destroy you myself!”

“Jiang Cheng, you are not yet head of the Jiang family. How dare you disrespect your elders so arrogantly?” One Su elder cast a glance toward the Jiang clan’s elder patriarch, Jiang Zhentian.

“Oh? Then I hereby announce that tomorrow I, Jiang Cheng, will assume the position of Jiang family head and declare war on the Su family!”

Though the Jiang family appeared shocked, no one opposed him. The Su patriarch’s heart trembled deeply, fear stirring for the first time, but he still forced a stern face and muttered quietly:

“You Jiang family are playing games. Hmph, Lingxiao City is not only the Su family. The Sacred Son will come… and he will come personally…”

Yet at this moment, the arrogance in the eyes of the Su family was completely shattered by Jiang Cheng’s overwhelming majesty.