I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 144 You Coughed in My Direction Three Years Ago

Chapter 144: Chapter 144 You Coughed in My Direction Three Years Ago

While most of Clear Moon City slept peacefully under the cover of night, the grounds of two clans were wide awake, shrouded in a tense and charged atmosphere.

The air seemed heavier here, as if even the moonlight had paused to observe the brewing confrontation.

"How dare you, Wang Clan, intrude on the Chen Clan at this hour of the night! Are you tired of living?!" a sharp, commanding voice rang out, cutting through the silence like a blade.

"Leave immediately, or we will demand severe compensation for the disturbance you’ve caused to my clan by morning!"

The old man’s words echoed across the land, bouncing off walls and watchtowers, carrying a weight of authority that seemed to make the night itself tremble.

The roar stirred many who lived nearby, their curiosity and fear mingling as they peeked through windows or stepped outside to glimpse the source of the commotion.

Despite the chaos, the Chen Clan elders remained unhurried.

Their defensive arrays remained dormant... not because they lacked vigilance, but because they knew restraint was unnecessary.

The Wang Clan was weak as a sloth and poor as a rat, and tonight’s intrusion was little more than a bold, yet ultimately meaningless, gesture.

The difference between the clans was obvious to anyone who cared to notice.

The Wang Clan had no powerhouses of the Foundation Establishment Realm, their strongest cultivators barely capable of standing their ground against an average Chen Clan disciple.

Meanwhile, the Chen Clan possessed several mighty Foundation Establishment Realm elders, each capable of leveling entire sections of the surrounding area with a flick of their hand.

The contrast was like dirt and gold, humble and worthless on one side, radiant and untouchable on the other.

From within the Wang Clan’s group, a handful of cultivators stood nervously, exchanging uneasy glances.

Some gritted their teeth, unwilling to admit the truth, while others whispered under their breaths, questioning whether their audacity would cost them dearly tonight.

Slowly, a crowd began to gather around the escalating conflict, drawn by the loud voices and the charged atmosphere.

"What’s going on out here?"

"Has the Wang Clan gone mad?!"

"They’re courting death, if you ask me."

The people whispered among themselves, their tone clearly unsympathetic toward the Wang Clan.

Most knew the Chen Clan’s strength and regarded the Wang Clan’s audacity as foolhardy at best.

Just then, another figure stepped forward from the Wang Clan... a venerable elder, his voice steady but tinged with frustration and anger.

"My Wang Clan has always been peace-loving," he began, his words carrying over the crowd.

"We have long sought to live in harmony with everyone in Clear Moon City. Yet we have endured enough. I cannot comprehend what my clan has done to provoke your Chen Clan, but over the years, you have continuously bullied and harassed us!"

Gasps and murmurs spread through the crowd as he spoke.

He continued, his voice rising with indignation:

"A year ago, one of your clansmen abducted a maiden from my clan, abused her, and forced her to marry into your family!"

"Two years ago, your clan seized one of our pill stores, claiming it fell within your so-called business territory!"

"Three years ago, you deliberately crippled one of my clan’s prodigies, simply because you feared his talent!"

The elder’s accusations did not end there.

One by one, he recounted incidents... slights, abuses, betrayals, and offenses that spanned decades, even centuries, reaching back over a thousand years of old wounds and long-buried history.

The grievances rolled out like a relentless tide, each one underscoring the Wang Clan’s suffering under the Chen Clan’s dominance.

His recounting stretched on, precise and relentless, lasting over an hour.

The crowd listened in growing shock, some nodding in sympathy, others whispering in awe at the sheer audacity of the Wang Clan to publicly confront the Chen Clan in such a manner.

By the time the list ended, it was clear that the Wang Clan’s patience had run dry.

In contrast, the Chen Clan permitted the Wang Clan to recount their grievances, relishing the very sound of their misery and the sight of their desperation.

"Hahaha! I didn’t know you were keeping a long list of your grievances!" the old man of the Chen Clan bellowed, his voice dripping with contempt.

"So what? What do you intend to do about it... cry? Your clan is weak. It is only the mercy of my Chen Clan that your family is even alive after all these years. If the city lord did not forbid clan genocide, your Wang Clan would have been wiped from the face of the earth a thousand years ago!"

The words echoed through the night, filled with arrogance and disdain.

"Enough."

The crowd froze. A woman’s voice... calm, yet sharp as a blade cut through the tension like lightning.

Before anyone could react further, something utterly unbelievable happened.

The Chen Clan elder staggered violently, clutching his chest, and a spray of blood escaped his mouth.

He fell to his knees, his eyes wide with shock and rage, staring at the night sky as if appealing to the heavens themselves.

"Nooooo!" he roared, his voice cracking with pain and fury. "You... you broke my dantian!"

The air around him seemed to tremble.

Silence fell over the courtyard, punctuated only by the old man’s agonized cries.

The crowd could hardly believe their eyes.

"Where are you?! Show yourself! I’ll skin you alive, cut you into pieces, and feed your flesh to the dogs!"

The Chen Clan elder went berserk, his face twisted in rage, veins throbbing on his temples.

His voice carried over the clan grounds like a roar, shaking even the onlookers nearby.

But the one who had attacked him... hidden in plain sight acted as if she had not heard a single word.

"The Chen Clan has wronged my Wang Clan for years," the woman’s voice rang out, low and deliberate.

"Tonight, we claim retribution."

"Chen Gang... you were the one who snatched a maiden from my clan!" she continued, each word cutting through the night air like a razor-sharp blade.

A shriek immediately erupted from within the Chen Clan grounds.

"Nooooo! Ahhhhhh! My cultivation... it’s gone! Give it back!"

Her voice did not waver.

"Chen Lanhe... you were the one who crippled my clan’s prodigy!" she continued, deliberately naming each offender.

"Chen S..."

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...

With every name she spoke, a scream of terror and fury followed.

One by one, those she accused felt their cultivation bases shatter, their strength stripped away in an instant.

"NOOOOOOOOO!"