Crossing the Two Realms: From a Trader to an Immortal Emperor - Chapter 16

“Stop!”

A loud shout rang out—like the beat of war drums.

Everyone’s ears hurt from the noise, except for Chen Le’an.

He looked at the man with interest.

An old man in a fancy robe walked in. His face was dark with anger, and his eyes showed a deep, powerful authority.

A strong air of dominance came from him.

“What’s going on here?

His face was full of displeasure. Someone dared to cause trouble at his birthday banquet?

That was like challenging his power!

“Father, this man came with Ruibin. He insulted our Zhang family!”

Zhang Wan shouted angrily.

Zhang Ruibin quickly stepped up to explain everything that had happened. He also shared his guess that Chen Le’an might be from a hidden cultivation sect.

Zhang Qian (the old man) glared at Zhang Wan.

“You shameful fool. From now on, stay out of family business. Ruibin will handle it.”

His tone was light, but his words were heavy—Zhang Wan was stripped of his power. Zhang Wan felt like he had been hit hard, but he didn’t dare say a word. He only stared at Chen Le’an with hate in his eyes.

Then, Zhang Qian looked at Chen Le’an with a smile.

“Young man, we’ve offended you. I apologize on behalf of my son.”

“But this is still my birthday banquet. Don’t you think your actions were a bit much?”

His words sounded polite, but his tone grew colder. No matter who started it, anyone causing trouble in the Zhang family had to pay a price. That was the authority of someone in power—no one could challenge it.

Chen Le’an smiled calmly. He only wanted to buy some weapons peacefully, but they kept testing his patience.

“So, tell me. What do you want to do?”

The crowd gasped.

“Did I hear that right? That young guy is challenging the old master?”

“This might be the last bold thing he ever says. He’s done for!”

“Kids these days think they’re invincible after a little training? Even daring to face Master Zhang?”

Liu Feng and Bai Fengjiao looked thrilled. They had been feeling hopeless after Zhang Wan was easily defeated by Chen Le’an.

But now, Master Zhang Qian was about to act himself.

He was a strong cultivator who had ruled Yudu City for decades. His strength was at Qi Refining Level 7—breaking rocks with his bare hands was nothing for him.

“Chen Le’an, how dare you challenge Master Zhang? Get on your knees and apologize! Maybe he’ll spare you.”

“If not for our past connection, I wouldn’t even give you this warning!”

Bai Fengjiao shouted, feeling proud like she was giving Chen Le’an a big favor. But Chen Le’an didn’t even look at her.

“Uncle, he didn’t mean harm, and he wasn’t too rough with my cousin. Please forgive him!”
Zhang Ruibin begged Zhang Qian anxiously.

“Le’an, hurry and apologize to the old master!”

To Zhang Ruibin, Zhang Qian had always been like a mountain—strong and unshakable.
He had trained in the powerful Taihao Palm Technique since he was three. Now, with 57 years of practice, he had never lost a fight.

Zhang Qian didn’t speak, but stared deeply at Chen Le’an.

“He’s lucky Master Ruibin is speaking for him!”

“He’d better admit defeat fast.”

“Smart people know when to bow down!”

The crowd whispered among themselves.

The Manager Pang also breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the situation would now settle down.

Chen Le’an still wore a gentle smile.

“I’ll go along with whatever the old master wants.”

Once again, the room went silent.

Everyone thought Chen Le’an had lost his mind—he was still challenging Zhang Qian?

Zhang Qian’s eyes grew cold.

“This is my birthday. I don’t want to fight. Let’s shake hands. Then we’ll forget this happened.”

He had trained the Taihao Palm, so most of his power was in his hands. He just wanted to teach Chen Le’an a lesson.

Chen Le’an nodded casually and reached out his hand.

Zhang Qian gathered his energy in his lower stomach.
His Level 7 Qi Refining power surged out.

A wave of energy formed around him, but none of it leaked out—his control was excellent.

Seeing Chen Le’an standing there so relaxed, Zhang Qian reminded him:

“Young man, I’m a Level 7 Qi Refiner. I’ve trained in Taihao Palm for 57 years. I’ve never lost.”

“If you admit fault now, I’ll let it go. Otherwise…”

“Let’s go. I don’t have all day,” Chen Le’an replied, unfazed.

Zhang Qian chuckled angrily. He activated his palm technique and gripped hard.

But there was no scream. Chen Le’an still looked calm.

Zhang Qian’s face changed. His powerful aura disappeared. He gathered his focus again and used all his strength.

This time, Chen Le’an also used force. Zhang Qian instantly felt like he was gripping a steel block!

His face turned red—he felt like he was going to cough up bl00d.

Then, Chen Le’an gently let go.

Zhang Qian looked relieved, like he had been saved. He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Now, he looked at Chen Le’an with deep respect.

“Thank you for going easy on me, old master,” Chen Le’an said with a smile.

He was giving Zhang Qian a way out. In the world of cultivation, it wasn’t just about fighting—it was about social skills too.

He had come to buy weapons, not to destroy a family. Zhang Qian was no fool. He accepted the exit gracefully.

“Young man, your future is limitless with such talent at your age!”

Everyone was stunned.

They didn’t know exactly what happened, but it was clear—Chen Le’an had not lost.

Bai Fengjiao, especially, couldn’t believe it. Just days ago, he was a weak loser.
Now, he stood as an equal to a major figure in Yudu?

She felt deep regret. She looked over at Liu Feng, who was now shaking in fear, and felt disgusted.

Then, she walked over to Chen Le’an and tried to grab his arm.

Chen Le’an frowned and took a step back.

“Le’an, are you still mad at me? I’m sorry!” Bai Fengjiao looked at him sweetly.

Everyone watching was shocked.

“Didn’t she just insult him moments ago?”

“Her brain works in mysterious ways…”

“How shameless can one person be?”

The crowd broke out in whispers.