On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

Chapter 275: You can tell that dog of a father that I'm not returning

Thank you, @poornahruday and @satoUDeaK, for the Golden Tickets. As promised, I will write an extra chapter later. I was unable to do so yesterday since I had an allergic reaction after returning from college; don't worry, this happens when I smell strong perfume. Today I will have an injection for my allergy, so I should be fine to write.

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"Emilia…" Aria wore a worried expression as she glanced at Emilia, who was frowning at her phone screen.

"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" Aria asked, reaching out to touch Emilia's hand.

Emilia let out a heavy sigh before responding,

"It's just some problems," Emilia replied in a soft tone, not meeting Aria's gaze.

Emilia had just received a message from none other than her ex-father, whom she hated.

'You have 3 days to return home.'

With just one text from him, he managed to ruin her day.

Aria felt the tension as Emilia clenched her jaw and stared blankly at her phone's message.

She had no idea about Emilia's past, since Emilia didn't say much about her family.

Aria guessed the seriousness of the situation from Emilia's reaction.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Aria asked gently, trying to show her support.

Emilia shook her head, "I don't even know where to begin," she whispered.

"Sigh, let us return home; we already have the clothes that we wanted."

Emilia nodded silently, still lost in her thoughts.

As they walked back to the parking lot, Aria could see the worry etched on Emilia's face.

She didn't know what had happened to Emilia, but she hoped everything would be okay. Emilia was now considered her sister, and seeing her in such distress troubled Aria.

"SCREECHHHHH~~!!!"

As they were about to enter their car, both women were startled by the sudden arrival of several high-end black cars pulling up next to them.

Behind them was a black van with tinted windows.

Aria and Emilia frowned as they turned to face the unexpected arrivals.

'Did they show up that fast!' Emilia thought to herself, her heart racing with anxiety.

Aria instinctively moved closer to Emilia.

"I think we're in trouble." Emilia nodded, steeling herself for whatever was about to unfold.

A group of intimidating-looking men in suits stepped out of the cars and approached Aria and Emilia with purposeful strides.

They made a circle around them, blocking any chance of escape.

"Who are you, and what do you want?" Aria questioned, her voice cold.

If it were before she started cultivating, she would have been terrified, but now she only felt a sense of irritation.

A man with a stern expression and commanding presence stepped forward, clearly the leader of the group.

He looked at Aria and Emilia with a calculating gaze before his gaze stayed on Emilia.

"We're here to take you back where you belong, young lady." Emilia's worry grew as she realized they were her family's subordinates who had come to retrieve her against her will.

She glanced at Aria, who also gave her a look.

"I will explain everything later," Emilia whispered to Aria as she looked at the group leader.

"You can tell that dog of a father that I'm not returning. From this day on, he can forget about me ever coming back," Emilia declared firmly.

The group leader's expression hardened at her words, but he remained composed. "You don't have a choice in this matter, Lady Emilia. Your father has made it clear that you are to come back with us, one way or another."

The group leader didn't give Emilia any time to respond before he signaled for his men to approach her.

Emilia clenched her fists, a mix of anger and determination coursing through her body.

"No, you don't! Step one step closer to her, and I swear I'll make you regret it," Aria warned, her voice laced with annoyance.

"Hehehe, where did this young girl come from? She thinks she can stand up to us," one of the men sneered, taking a step forward.

For them, Aria was like a cat facing a pack of wolves, but she refused to back down.

The men didn't consider the fact that Aria was a threat and approached them to kidnap Emilia.

"Little Miss, if you don't want to get in trouble, you better step aside and let us take her," another man growled, reaching out to grab Aria to get her out of their way.

But before he could get close, Aria swiftly moved her arm and reached for the man's wrist, twisting it with surprising strength.

"W—aaa~!"

She locked eyes with him, a fierce determination burning in her gaze. "I don't think you understand, I'm not the one in trouble, you guys are," Aria said, her voice steady and unwavering.

"Ah~! Bitch!!"

The man winced in pain and tried to pull away, but Aria held firm, her grip unyielding.

The others were shocked, especially considering Aria's slender and thin frame. She was making a grown man that was larger and stronger than cry in pain.

The leader of the group frowned, sensing something was wrong.

The other men hesitated, uncertain of how to proceed, but the leader looked at them and shouted, "You bunch of shitheads, what are you waiting for? Take her down! She's just a damn woman!!"

"Y-Yes!!" The men snapped out of their shock and moved towards Aria.

Aria's eyes flashed with disdain as she prepared to face them head-on, but just as one of the men lunged towards her, a powerful kick was delivered to his chest, sending him flying backward.

Aria quickly spun around to see Emilia standing behind her, with her leg outstretched from the powerful kick.

"Y-You!!"

The team leader's expression darkened after he saw one of his men flying through the air.

He worked for a family with powerful Martial artists who could harm people without moving an inch, showing he wasn't naive.

He immediately understood something.

Emilia and Aria weren't normal, but they were Martial artists.

'Since when?'

When he got the order to bring Emilia back home, he got information about her, from which school she is, or her friends.

He assumed that Emilia was a normal girl without anything special about her, only that she was engaged to a wealthy businessman that the Kim family wanted to establish a connection with by using her as a pawn. Experience tales at m v|l e'-NovelBin.net

However, now that he realized that Emilia was a Martial artist, his task just got a lot more complicated, but not impossible.

'So what if you're a martial artist, in front of the Kim family, a martial artist is nothing but a mere slave that could be bought with money.' He thought to himself as he strategized his plan to bring Emilia back home.

The team leader quickly assessed the situation and signaled for his remaining men to attack.

The Kim family's subordinates were trained ex-soldiers with a background in military training, making them difficult to intimidate.

As the attack commenced, Emilia quickly sprang into action.

A man who wanted to punch Aria in the face was swiftly taken down by Emilia's powerful kick to the face.

The impact was so strong that the man was knocked unconscious immediately, with blood trickling from his nose.

Aria also used her other hand and punched the man with whom she was clutching his wrist, causing him to drop unconscious.

Unlike last time, the Kim subordinates were not surprised by the sudden counterattack. They quickly regrouped and fought back, their years of military training evident in their coordinated movements.

But it wouldn't matter against Aria and Emilia, who have reached the Peak of the Body Refinement Realm.

The subordinate movement was like kids trying to fight against seasoned warriors.

Aria and Emilia effortlessly dodged their attacks and delivered powerful blows, that you wouldn't believe were coming from hands as delicate as jade.

Within minutes, the Kim subordinates lay defeated on the ground, groaning in pain.

"Now what?" Aria asked with a grin as she looked at the team leader.

The team leader's calm and collected expression was contrary to what Emilia and Aria had anticipated.

'His not panicking!' Emilia was the first to realize that the team leader wasn't panicking, and a bad feeling began to settle in the pit of her stomach.