Chapter 92: Liang Kuan’s Revenge!

At the hospital, Murong Yun was assisting Qin Yiling in analyzing the clues, determined to uncover the origins and developments of the illness as quickly as possible.

At the Imperial Elegance Residence, Lin Yang sat cross-legged, his mind swirling with countless thoughts.

Before his death, the Sage of Medicine had warned him repeatedly: before reaching the Divine Realm, he must never reveal his identity as the Sage’s successor, or disaster would befall him, with death all but certain.

Yet Lin Yang was still worlds away from the Divine Realm, a distance as vast as the heavens themselves—utterly unattainable.

The Divine Realm was a legendary state of cultivation. Many did not even believe in its existence, thinking that the Unfettered Sky Realm was the true limit for mortals.

The first stage was the Postnatal Mortal Realm. Breaking free from its shackles led to the second stage—the Innate True Realm, where true energy was condensed within the dantian.

The third stage was the Free Profound Realm, where true energy could be projected outward, forming sword or blade energy, or protective qi. At this level, even grass and trees could become weapons, and killing became as effortless as mowing grass.

On the battlefield, such individuals could stand against a thousand men, sweeping all before them. The war gods appointed throughout the nation were all masters of the Free Profound Realm.

The fourth stage was the Vajra Earth Realm—Earth-ranked Masters, also known as Earth Lords.

Those who reached the Earth Lord level had bodies like diamond, impervious to blades and bullets, unafraid of water and fire, nearly impossible to kill. On the battlefield, they could take on ten thousand soldiers single-handedly.

Above the Vajra Earth Realm was the Unfettered Sky Realm, said to be the ultimate limit for mortals. At this stage, true energy could form wings, granting flight and the ability to sense danger in perfect harmony with the world—a realm shrouded in mystery.

Even reaching the Vajra Earth Realm was an incredible feat; in ancient times, an Earth Lord could be granted titles of general or nobility.

The Unfettered Sky Realm was even rarer, a pinnacle that countless martial artists could not touch in a lifetime.

The reason the Qin family of Fengyang became one of the four great southern clans was, according to rumor, because they had a formidable Earth Lord in their midst.

In the martial world, it was said that above the Unfettered Sky Realm lay the legendary Divine Realm.

Lin Yang had heard such rumors before, but never believed that the Divine Realm truly existed. After all, humans are only human—how could they cultivate to become gods?

That was, until he met the Sage of Medicine and inherited his mantle.

Only then did Lin Yang realize that the Divine Realm was real, for his master, the Sage of Medicine, was himself a supreme expert who had entered that realm.

Yet those who reached the Divine Realm rarely walked among mortals, nor would they reveal their powers lightly. Over time, they faded into legend.

The sudden outbreak of the Bloody Carbuncle Rash felt like a signal—or perhaps a warning—that left Lin Yang uneasy.

"I hope I’m just being overly cautious. If it really is an old enemy of the Sage of Medicine, there are countless ways to search for him—why resort to spreading such a crude disease?"

After pondering for a while, Lin Yang felt some of the pressure in his heart lift.

Just then, Zheng Nanxu called—his voice full of excitement—inviting Lin Yang out for dinner and drinks to celebrate.

“What are we celebrating?” Lin Yang asked.

“Brother, I’ve struck gold! Just now, the secretary to the president of Ding Sheng Group called me about a business collaboration. I’m going to their headquarters tomorrow morning.”

“Brother Yang, this is Ding Sheng Group! That they’d approach my small, no-name company—if I can board this ship, my business will soar.”

“That’s truly something to congratulate you on. This is a rare opportunity—you must seize it,” Lin Yang said.

“Of course! This is the chance of a lifetime, not something heaven gives twice. I must grab it. Tonight’s on me—let’s go somewhere new and really cut loose. Last night was such a letdown,” Zheng Nanxu said excitedly.

“I’ve got plans tonight, so I’ll have to pass. Let’s do it another day,” Lin Yang replied.

He had decided to visit Qin Monong’s home that evening, to probe into his parents’ car accident and see if he could glean any clues from Qin Monong.

Deep down, he sincerely hoped that his parents’ deaths had nothing to do with Qin Monong.

“Alright then. By the way, has Wang Shenglan come looking for trouble? There wasn’t much I could do to help with that—I feel bad about it.”

“He did, but I drove him away again. Don’t worry, I can handle these things myself. You just focus on your business,” Lin Yang laughed.

“This is a heaven-sent opportunity—I won’t let it go to waste,” Zheng Nanxu declared with newfound confidence.

At the Imperial Elegance Residence, in the Liu family villa—

Liang Kuan had been discharged from the hospital, though the wounds on his face had not fully healed. Even so, he was eager to take revenge on Lin Yang.

He first drove to the Liu home.

Upon seeing him, Yu Ping was overjoyed, treating him with the utmost respect and fawning attention.

In the days Liang Kuan was hospitalized, Yu Ping and Liu Fuyu had visited him diligently, determined to cling tightly to the Liang family—only with their support could the Liu family maintain their standing in the Grand Prosperity Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, even with a partnership with Ding Sheng Group, they could be easily ousted.

“Liang, your visit brings great honor to our humble home. There’s no need for any gifts,” Yu Ping said warmly.

"It’s just a small token for my first visit. Who knows, I may come by often in the future," Liang Kuan replied.

"That’s wonderful, you’re always welcome here. Auntie thoroughly approves of you with our Xiaoyu. Why don’t we find a time to meet with Mr. Liang and make things official between you two?" Yu Ping was desperate to secure this golden son-in-law and wouldn’t let him slip away.

“My father’s been quite busy lately. Today, the vice president of the Grand Prosperity Chamber, Wang Jiaqian, was dismissed; my father has a good chance of being promoted, so he’s focused on that.”

Liang Kuan spoke with pride. He only wanted to sleep with Liu Fuyu, not to make any lifelong commitments.

Yu Ping’s eyes lit up at his words.

“With Mr. Liang’s connections and ability, no one is more suited to the vice presidency. In the future, we’ll rely all the more on your family. If you could help Old Liu secure a position as a director, that would be wonderful.”

“That’s no problem! If my dad becomes vice president, making Uncle Liu a director is just a matter of a word. We’re on the same side, of course I’ll help.”

Liang Kuan made promises freely—after all, empty words cost nothing—and easily pleased both Yu Ping and Liu Fuyu.

Yu Ping felt she was truly fortunate to have connected with the Liang family, rescuing Zhi Cheng Group from the threat of takeover, securing a deal with Ding Sheng, and now, possibly advancing to a director’s seat in the Chamber. The Liu family would truly become part of the city’s elite—a lifelong dream for Yu Ping.

Liu Fuyu was equally captivated by the prospects. She dreamed of becoming a true socialite, not just the daughter of the Liu family. Despite outward appearances of wealth, without entry into high society, she lacked both status and prestige, and was looked down upon by the real noblewomen—just a nouveau riche’s daughter.

"Liang Kuan, thank you," Liu Fuyu said. Although she hadn’t cared for him at first, she now saw how much he could do for her family and her own social standing. Love or not, that didn’t matter anymore.

“There’s no need for thanks between us,” Liang Kuan replied, taking her hand affectionately.

“By the way, the most important reason I came today—I’m here to take revenge on that bastard Lin Yang!” The moment he mentioned Lin Yang, a murderous aura filled the room.