On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God-Chapter 370: Is that a threat?

Han Li’s raven-black hair cascaded down her back, contrasting sharply with her pale complexion. Her cold, calculating eyes scanned the surroundings with a predator’s precision.

Though she lacked conventional beauty, an undeniable allure emanated from her presence—a captivating, unconventional charm.

Behind her stood eight individuals, each exuding an air of superiority. They observed the scene with detached interest, as if witnessing a spectacle they had seen countless times before.

Turning her gaze toward her younger brother, Han Lang, Han Li’s lips curled into a sneer. Her voice, sharp as a blade, cut through the evening air.

"You always bring trouble wherever you go, don’t you, foolish brother?" she remarked, her tone dripping with disdain.

Han Lang clenched his fists, his jaw tightening as her words struck like daggers. He had heard them a hundred times before, yet they stung just the same.

"Say what you want, Han Li," he retorted, his voice steady despite the anger simmering beneath his calm exterior.

Han Lang harbored a deep dislike for his sister. She always criticized and looked down on him, seemingly enjoying his suffering. Despite their sibling bond, no love existed between them.

Both were equally skilled in martial arts, but Han Lang often found himself in trouble. Their father favored Han Li over him, yet couldn’t openly show his preference due to their equal talent.

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However, everything changed three years ago when Han Li suddenly became a Divine martial artist. After that, their father’s opinion of Han Lang shifted completely.

How had his sister advanced to the Divine Stage so quickly? The answer remained a mystery to Han Lang, who couldn’t fathom how someone so cruel could achieve such a prestigious level of martial arts.

Han Li’s eyes narrowed, her lips curling into a mocking smile.

"Father should’ve disowned you years ago. If it weren’t for Mother, you wouldn’t even be allowed to step foot in our house."

Her words were like venom, each syllable laced with contempt. Han Lang’s face flushed with humiliation, but he remained silent, knowing any retort would be futile.

"Truly a disgrace of a brother; I even feel shame to call you family," Han Li continued, her voice dripping with scorn.

"We are in such places, and yet you can’t help but think with your lower half."

She spat on the ground, her eyes filled with contempt. "You will never amount to anything but a disgrace," she sneered.

Han Lang’s fists tightened, his nails digging into his palms. He wanted to retort, to defend himself, but he knew it would be in vain.

Shifting her gaze from Han Lang, Han Li’s expression remained disdainful as she turned to Chen Tian’s group. Her lips curled into a mocking smile, her cold eyes scanning them from head to toe, like a predator evaluating its prey.

"And who do we have here?" she said, her tone dripping with derision. "This ragtag bunch must be from the renowned Ming family. Truly inspiring."

Her gaze landed on Ming Ming, her smile growing even colder. "Ah, the Ming family. Have you all fallen so low that you... what shall I call this? Mediocre talent?"

She let out a mirthless laugh, shaking her head as though genuinely disappointed.

Ming Ming’s cheeks flushed red with anger. They had endured Han Li’s insults for far too long, and now, her mockery was the last straw.

Liang Wei stepped forward, his expression calm but his eyes burning with intensity. "Han Li," he began, his voice steady, "your words are as empty as your heart."

Han Li’s eyes narrowed, her lips curling into a sneer.

"And with your words, you prove my point even further," she retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"You B*!!" Liang Wei’s temper flared, his face flushing with anger.

"Enough!" Chen Tian interjected, his voice firm and commanding. He stepped between Liang Wei and Han Li, his presence imposing.

"This bickering will get us nowhere. Save your energy for more important matters."

Liang Wei, who had been glaring at Han Li, nodded in agreement, his posture stiffening. His usual arrogance seemed to wane in the face of Chen Tian’s authority.

Han Li observed the interaction, a flicker of surprise crossing her features.

She had never seen Liang Wei back down so easily. Known for his stubbornness and pride, his compliance was unexpected.

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Every big family in the area knew each other’s best talents and strengths. They often competed and fought with each other, whether in business or martial arts. These families were the strongest and most important in the region.

It was unusual to see someone like Liang Wei, who came from one of the most respected families, act so humble and respectful toward someone else.

Han Li couldn’t help but think about what kind of power or influence Chen Tian had over Liang Wei to make him act that way.

A smile played at the corner of Han Li’s lips as she spoke, her tone laced with condescension. "And who might you be?" she demanded, her arrogance evident.

Chen Tian’s eyes narrowed slightly at her tone, but he maintained his composure. It was not the first time he had encountered such arrogance.

No, perhaps it couldn’t be called arrogance; those he had encountered before were more subtle. But he couldn’t let this woman continue to walk all over his team.

"I am Chen Tian," he replied, his voice steady and unwavering. "And I suggest you watch your tongue, lest it lead you into trouble."

Han Li chuckled darkly, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Is that a threat?" she asked, her voice dripping with mockery.

Chen Tian’s expression remained unchanged, his gaze unwavering. "Consider it a warning," he said, his voice cold and resolute.

For a moment, there was silence. The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife.

Then, Han Li’s laughter echoed through the place, cold and mocking. "You think you can intimidate me?" she scoffed, her voice laced with derision.

"Hey, Ming family little princess, where did you get this insignificant person from? Truly, your Ming family has really fallen from grace." Ming Ming’s jaw clenched at the insult, but she remained composed.

Not just her, but everyone in the group gazed at Han Li as if they wanted to kill her; even the quiet Ming Feng wasn’t an exception.

Han Lang frowned and started retreating quietly to his group.

He knew that a fight may break out if things escalated any further. Even if he disliked his sister, he still had to stand by his family member’s side.

Han Li’s eyes flicked to her group of eight, and they stepped forward, surrounding Chen Tian and his group. The bunch exuded an aura of menace, their intentions clear.

Chen Tian’s eyes flicked, assessing the situation quickly. He knew that a confrontation was inevitable.

Lin Xue’s hand tightened around the hilt of her daggers, her eyes narrowing as she prepared for the impending clash.

Han Li’s lips curled into a smile, but it was a smile devoid of warmth—a smile that promised nothing but trouble.

"Let’s see how long you can keep up this charade," she said, her voice dripping with venom.

The place fell into an uneasy silence, the air thick with anticipation.

Suddenly, a voice broke through the tension.

"Well, well, what do we have here?"