I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 928 Family Summoning
Facing her smiling sisters, Jiang Nan forced a smile, feeling completely dazed and confused, her head buzzing, and she didn't know how she got back to her own building.

Back in the pavilion, after lighting the lamps in the secret room, Jiang Nan looked at the cramped and oppressive room. An indescribable sense of oppression enveloped her heart, and loneliness overwhelmed her like a tide. In this chaotic world, she had no relatives or friends and was all alone. How tragic was this?

Jiang Nan slowly closed her eyes, recalling the scene of Zhang Chen questioning her in the pavilion that day. A wave of regret surged into her heart, threatening to engulf her.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Nan's gaze gradually hardened: "I, Jiang Nan, have no relatives or friends, and my family's great grudge remains unavenged. The man I marry must be a great hero with extraordinary abilities, not a poor, powerless loser like Zhang Chen. Although Zhang Chen is a decent person, his family is too poor to help me complete my revenge! Father, younger brother, you wait, I will definitely avenge you!"

Not far from Jiang Nan's secret chamber, Shen Ling was also sitting in a secret chamber, looking at the dim light in front of her. Suddenly, she drew her sword from her waist and slashed at the futon in front of her. In an instant, the futon was cut to pieces, and countless straws flew around the entire secret chamber.

"Zhang Gaoqiu, you ruined me! I will fight you to the death!" Shen Ling's voice was full of despair, like a cuckoo crying blood, echoing continuously in the secret room.

Zhang Chen was originally her fiancé. All she had to do was nod, and Zhang Chen would belong to her. But all of that was ruined by Zhang Gaoqiu.

Hatred, like a venomous snake, continued to spread in Shen Ling's heart.

Of course she knew that Zhang Chen, a clean and honest young man, would never marry a used woman like her. For her, marrying Zhang Chen was an unattainable dream.

"Zhang Gaoqiu! I want you dead! I want you dead!" Shen Ling's voice was filled with anger. She didn't resent Zhang Chen, but instead vented all her anger on Zhang Gaoqiu.

Like a gust of wind stirring up a thousand waves, the news of Zhang Chen and Zhong's engagement spread throughout the capital, causing quite a stir. But Zhang Chen and Zhong themselves seemed completely unaffected, sitting in the pavilion drinking tea.

Zhong Xiang changed into women's clothing, and this was the first time Zhang Chen had seen Zhong Xiang in women's clothing. He was truly amazed. In terms of appearance, she was no less beautiful than Xie Lingyun. In particular, Zhang Chen seemed to see the shadow of Biyun Niangniang in Zhong Xiang.

"What? Don't you recognize me?" Seeing Zhang Chen staring blankly at him, Zhong Xiang took small steps to stand in front of Zhang Chen, and said jokingly as a fragrant breeze wafted over.

"I was truly amazed. People say a girl changes a lot as she grows up, and we haven't seen each other for five or six years, but you've changed a lot." Zhang Chen picked up his teacup and took a sip; he felt his throat was a little dry.

"Are you really going to marry me?"

“A woman always has to get married. You have been kind to my Zhong family, so it is only natural for me to marry you.” Zhong Xiang picked up the teapot and filled Zhang Chen’s cup.

Zhang Chen remained silent for a long time after hearing this before sighing and saying, "I thought someone as talented as you would be arrogant and wouldn't look down on a nobody like me."

"So you should be secretly happy," Zhong said with a smile.

The two had known each other for a long time, so there was no awkwardness between them.

"I just have a dreamlike feeling, like I'm about to get married." Zhang Chen had been wandering the martial world alone for more than ten years, and at this moment, a strange and indescribable feeling arose in his heart.

"A woman's life is destined to end in marriage. Choosing a suitable husband while she's young is the greatest success," Zhong Xiang said, looking at Zhang Chen.

"I have already reached the pinnacle among the younger generation, and in the whole world, the only one worthy of my marriage is you. As for those princes and nobles, although they come from prominent families, I don't care about them. I only care about their innate talents."

"Just because of this?" Zhang Chen was taken aback. "Just because I'm stronger than you?"

"Of course not! There are plenty of old men better than me. I could just marry one of them directly, that would be perfect." Zhong Xiang rolled his eyes, annoyed.

"First of all, you've been kind to me, and secondly, you've treated me like that. Who else could I marry besides you?" Zhong Xiang said, picking up a teacup and throwing it directly at Zhang Chen.
"You bastard, you dared to pull down my pants back then and even stabbed my butt with an ice skate! I'm not done with you yet!"

Zhong Xiang lifted his foot and lunged at Zhang Chen, a delicate fist smashing towards Zhang Chen's cheek. The fist brought with it a gust of wind, showing that the opponent had no mercy.

Zhang Chen, seeing Zhong Xiang's fist hurtling towards him, dared not be careless in the slightest. Zhong Xiang not only possessed bloodline talent, but his martial arts prowess was also rare. Zhang Chen immediately engaged Zhong Xiang in a fierce battle within the pavilion. The two exchanged dozens of blows in the blink of an eye, until finally Zhong Xiang was pinned to the ground by Zhang Chen, his face pressed tightly against the ground, unable to move an inch. "Zhang Chen! I'm your wife, not a fat pig pinned to the ground!" Zhong Xiang's voice was filled with rage. Any woman pinned to the ground, her face covered in dust, would be furious.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen quickly released his grip and helped Zhong Xiang, who had been pinned down like a fat pig, up from the ground. He then apologetically wiped the dust off Zhong Xiang's face, only to be met with a sudden punch from Zhong Xiang that struck Zhang Chen in the eye socket. The next moment, a cracking sound was heard. Zhang Chen's eye socket was unharmed, but Zhong Xiang's wrist was fractured in a bizarre arc.

"How can you be so shameless? How can your body be so grotesque?" Zhong Xiang cried out in pain, her eyes red as she clutched her wrist and turned away, disappearing from Zhang Chen's sight.

"Women are really strange creatures. You broke my wrist, but you still blame me." Zhang Chen shook his head and complained as he watched Zhong Xiang leave.

Just then, Cheng Yu sneakily emerged from behind a pillar. The little girl was only eight years old, fair-skinned and very cute, just like the 'Youmei' on the internet.

"Senior sister, what are you doing? Why are you acting so suspiciously?" Zhang Chen asked.

Cheng Yu leaned closer to Zhang Chen, glancing at Zhong Xiang's departing figure before muttering, "That woman is so fierce. Zhang Chen, we can't have a woman like that. Take my advice, you can't handle a woman like that, you'll suffer a lot if you marry her. Wait for me a few more years, until I grow up, then I'll marry you!"

Cheng Yu looked at Zhang Chen expectantly: "Just wait for me for another four or five years! I'll come and rescue you from this fire then. You can't let this woman get you."

Zhang Chen rubbed Cheng Yu's head and said, "You little girl, how old are you? You already know about getting married."

"Zhang Chen, I'm your senior sister. You can't rub my head like that. You'll stunt my growth. That woman is too fierce. I'm afraid you'll marry a shrew in the future! Auntie said that you should marry a virtuous wife. You can't marry someone who isn't virtuous." Cheng Yu slapped Zhang Chen's hand away.

Zhang Chen smiled upon hearing this; the "aunt" she referred to was his second aunt.

Zhang Chen stroked Cheng Yu's head, ignoring the little girl's childish babbling. Instead, he carefully sensed the celestial palace within her spiritual world. As the power of the Six-Syllable Mantra Scroll grew stronger and stronger, the incense energy it absorbed became increasingly vast, and finally, the world in her mind was suppressed.

Over the years, Huang Tiandao has gathered the entire Yangtze River basin and accumulated countless forces of faith, all of which have contributed to the creation of Zhang Chen's Six-Character Mantra. Zhang Chen's Six-Character Mantra has reached an incredible level.

"The crisis has been contained, but to completely resolve it, we still need to destroy Huang Tiandao." Zhang Chen stroked Cheng Yu's head, pulled her into his arms, and cherished her as much as he would his own daughter.

Just as evening was falling, Zhang Chen and his family were sitting in the pavilion discussing cultivation matters, mainly Zhang Chen instructing his family in their practice, when a servant from the Zhong residence reported that someone from the Zhang family had come to deliver a message. Zhang Chen ordered someone to invite the messenger in. It was a servant Zhang Chen had never seen before. After arriving at the Zhong residence, the servant bowed respectfully to Zhang Chen and said, "Greetings, young master."

"What is it?" Zhang Chen asked the servant.

"The patriarch of the Zhang family has opened the ancestral hall and requests your presence for questioning," the servant said respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen waved his hand, signaling the servants to leave. He then sat down in the courtyard, a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Why is the Zhang family opening an ancestral hall again?"

"To go or not to go?" Zhang Shi looked at Zhang Chen with worry: "The Zhang family has suddenly opened their ancestral hall without any warning. I'm afraid they have ill intentions."

"Of course I'll go. Since they invited me, how can I not go?" Zhang Chen stood up with a smile. "If I want to make a name for myself in the Zhang family in the future, I can't refuse. Besides, it won't be so easy for them to make a move against me in the capital."

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he glanced at the sky, picked up a lantern, and slowly walked out of the Zhong family mansion, eventually arriving at the Zhang family mansion.

However, as he traveled, Zhang Chen noticed something strange. All he saw along the way were unfamiliar faces, and he couldn't find the familiar faces who had presided over his return to the family last time. At this point, Zhang Chen knew in his heart that it was Zhang Shenqi's lineage that had convened this clan meeting, and as for the lineage that supported his father, they probably hadn't been notified.

"The other side doesn't seem to have good intentions! But I, Zhang Chen, am not one to be trifled with. What these old guys want to do, they'll have to see if I agree." Zhang Chen wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he walked slowly into the ancestral hall. His gaze swept over the group of faces inside. He saw hundreds of people standing in the ancestral hall, all of them white-haired old men. However, Zhang Chen didn't recognize any of the faces. They were all clan elders he had never seen before.

(End of this chapter)