Chapter 145: Only a Grandmaster Can Withstand a Grandmaster

Qin Zhong, standing nearby, also shook his head; he was well aware of what Xie Xinglong meant. Forget the Transformation Realm—at that boy's age, reaching the entry level of Internal Strength would already be considered quite remarkable. If he could attain the minor success of Internal Strength as Xie Xinglong had, he would be considered an absolute prodigy in the martial arts world. As for the major success of Internal Strength, that was something too daunting to even imagine.

Yet, that young man’s cultivation had somehow stepped directly into the Transformation Realm, becoming a Grandmaster on par with sect leaders like Gongshu Ye—a feat that defied the very limits of what Qin Zhong could conceive.

"Even if it seems impossible, there is no choice; the facts are right before us, and we have no option but to believe," Qin Zhong said helplessly after a moment of contemplation.

Hearing Qin Zhong’s final verdict, the last shred of hope in Xie Dong and Xie Ziyun’s hearts shattered. It made sense; since the boy could defeat Qin Zhong, who was at the major success level of Internal Strength, in a single move, his prowess was self-evident. Denying it any longer was futile.

Xie Xinglong, hearing this, slumped to the ground like a punctured balloon. The soaring ambition he felt moments ago when contemplating revenge instantly crumbled into dust. To realize that his opponent was someone he could never defeat—there could be nothing more devastating.

"Are we just going to let that brat off so easily?" Xie Xinglong growled viciously. "I refuse to accept this!" With a roar of fury, he swung his fist into the ground before him. The asphalt shattered under the force, sending gravel and stone flying, and his knuckles immediately began to bleed profusely.

"Brother Xinglong..." Xie Ziyun said, her expression pained.

"Brother Xinglong, let it go. We are no match for a Transformation Realm Grandmaster. There is no shame in losing to such a master," Xie Dong urged.

"No shame?" Xie Xinglong glared at Xie Dong, his eyes so menacing that even Xie Dong shivered. "We are of the prestigious Xie family, yet we’ve been humiliated like this by a boy from a humble background—you call that 'no shame'?"

Xie Xinglong had always been proud; he was not about to stop here.

"If you truly want revenge, Xinglong, it is not entirely impossible!" Qin Zhong suddenly interjected while Xie Xinglong was still seething.

"Oh?" Xie Xinglong paused and asked quickly, "What way?"

"Only a Grandmaster can stand against a Grandmaster," Qin Zhong said, his voice cold and sinister. In truth, Qin Zhong had only voiced those discouraging words earlier to bait the current suggestion.

"Only a Grandmaster can stand against a Grandmaster?" Xie Xinglong hesitated, then suddenly realized what he meant. "You mean..."

"That boy reached the Transformation Realm at such a young age; his future is limitless! In time, his achievements will be beyond imagination!"

Although Xie Xinglong was loath to admit it, he knew Qin Zhong was right. Given that monster's potential, no one would be able to compete with him in the future.

"If you want to get rid of him, now is the best time! Only a Grandmaster can stop a Grandmaster. To deal with him, you must have your master, Gongshu Ye, step in!" Qin Zhong’s face was twisted with malice. Having been crippled by Lin Le, Qin Zhong hated him to the marrow. Since he was now a broken man, he could only goad Xie Xinglong into acting on his behalf.

"My master..." Xie Xinglong’s eyes brightened.

"Yes, Master Gongshu! Why didn't we think of that?" Xie Ziyun exclaimed.

Gongshu Ye was a Transformation Realm Grandmaster the Xie family had gone to great lengths to cultivate, a titan of the Chinese martial arts world. Moreover, he was the leader of the Cloud Dragon Sect, one of the eight major internal martial arts sects in China—a man who truly stood at the pinnacle of the martial world.

Gongshu Ye was at the mid-stage of the entry-level Transformation Realm, making him a formidable figure even among the few existing Grandmasters. It was precisely because of this high level of cultivation that the Xie family pampered him, housing him in their estate and having him personally instruct their descendants. Even Xie Jiuling, the head of the Xie family, treated Gongshu Ye with the utmost respect, never daring to show the slightest neglect.

Upon hearing Qin Zhong's suggestion, a look of delight immediately appeared on Xie Xinglong's face.

"That's right! My master is an unparalleled martial arts expert. In all of China, there are very few who can rival him! If my master is willing to act, that brat will surely die!" Xie Xinglong said with a fanatical expression. Xie Dong and Xie Ziyun agreed that this was an indisputable fact. Having abandoned their quest for revenge, the hope in their hearts was now reignited by Qin Zhong's reminder.

"But that brat has already left. Where will we find him?" Xie Ziyun suddenly asked.

"No matter. He was heading toward the summit. He won't leave for a while. Let’s head back to the estate now to gather people; we will definitely intercept him!" Qin Zhong said with a grimace. Though he didn't say it aloud, his desire to kill the boy was no less intense than Xie Xinglong's. After all, Xie Xinglong and the others were only injured and would heal, but he had been turned into a cripple forever! How could he let such a grudge go unavenged?

"Good. Let’s return to the estate and ask my master to intervene!" Xie Xinglong clenched his fists. He was confident that given the relationship between the Xie family and Gongshu Ye, not to mention his own status as a direct disciple, his master would certainly take up his cause.

Without further delay, they climbed into their car and sped toward the mountaintop.

Lin Le, of course, was unaware of their plans. After leaving the scene, he drove straight toward the summit. Upon reaching the top, he saw a massive estate nestled there. It sat perched on the peak, exuding the regal aura of a sovereign overlooking the world below. Even the Tang family estate seemed petty by comparison.

Looking out, the entire Xie residence was filled with magnificent buildings—football fields, golf courses, tennis courts, everything one could imagine. It was nearly the scale of a university campus. Because of the Xie family’s status in China, the estate received countless visitors every day, most of whom were luminaries in their respective fields. The residence had long since become one of the most sought-after social venues in Beijing. Every week, the Xie family held grand banquets, inviting the elite from Beijing and across China. Even renowned artists, athletes, top-tier celebrities, and high-ranking officials frequently attended.

In fact, the so-called upper crust of Beijing and China considered an invitation to a Xie family banquet a validation of their status. Some would even spend millions just to acquire an invitation—the level of fervor was obvious.

Seeing the vast estate before him, even Lin Le could not help but be surprised. This was Beijing, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. Who would have thought such a luxurious place could exist within the city? It was no wonder the Xie descendants—like Xie Xinglong and Xie Dong—were so arrogant. Living at the pinnacle of Beijing, surrounded by the elite who catered to their every whim, it was only natural for their pride to be so inflated.

However, Lin Le had no time to ponder such things now. As he drove up to the gate, which was as grand as a city entrance, he spotted a familiar figure waiting for him from afar, a look of excited anticipation on her face. Three years had passed, and seeing his mother, Xie Qiushan, again, Lin Le felt a sudden pang of heartache.

"Mom!" Lin Le shouted from a distance.