After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 173 - 149: Settling Scores, It Can’t Be Done Without Some Pain (3rd Update)

Chapter 173: Chapter 149: Settling Scores, It Can’t Be Done Without Some Pain (3rd Update)

The night was heavy.

The scent in the air, too, was strong.

The guards in front of the hidden attic all lay unconscious.

Rowan Stephens had just arrived and, upon seeing the scene, his face turned pale in an instant.

Who did this?

Could it be the same people who attacked the Stephens Family?

Although Rowan prided himself on his ancient martial skills, he dared not approach and investigate rashly.

About two minutes later.

Rowan saw Jeremy Jennings leave the hidden attic with an item in hand.

He was momentarily stunned and immediately followed the sneaky Jeremy.

His heart was filled with shock.

Had Jeremy’s abilities been restored?

Initially, Rowan followed carefully, but later grew bolder.

This was because he discovered that Jeremy hadn’t regained his abilities; he had used other means to knock out the guards.

Jeremy was really bold.

Curious, Rowan followed even closer.

Until they had left the Stephens Family’s gate, Rowan edged even nearer.

He suddenly intercepted Jeremy in a secluded area.

Jeremy’s face changed color.

Instinctively protecting the item in his hand.

"Uncle Jennings, where are you rushing off to so late at night?"

"I’ve been abandoned by the Stephens Family, so I’m going back to my own place."

"Why did you take something from the hidden attic before leaving?"

Jeremy felt his heart tighten, his eyes narrowing, "You saw it."

"You were able to knock them out, so you must’ve sought external help. Could it be that last night’s attack was Uncle Jennings’ conspiracy?"

"It’s best if you don’t meddle in my business."

"I can mind my own business regarding Uncle Jennings’ affairs, but I wonder how Grandfather Davies would deal with Uncle Jennings if he knew you had drugged the guards and entered the hidden attic to steal?"

Jeremy’s heart sank.

He looked at Rowan with a menacing gaze.

"Since you insist on interfering, don’t blame Uncle Jennings."

"How could a crippled Uncle Jennings do anything to me?"

As he spoke, Rowan rushed forward to grab the item from Jeremy’s back.

Infuriated, Jeremy threw the medicine powder in his hand at Rowan.

Rowan’s sprint suddenly came to a halt, and his body dropped straight down.

Making a "bang" sound.

Rowan’s expression changed drastically!

What happened?!

Jeremy revealed a cold smile and drew a short knife, slashing at Rowan.

Rowan clenched his teeth, propped up his body, and grabbed Jeremy’s knife-wielding hand, making a spinning move.

The knife in Jeremy’s hand pierced his own throat.

He died in disbelief.

"Snap."

Something fell from Jeremy’s hand.

Clearly visible on the old book cover were the words "Thirteen Needles."

Rowan’s heart raced!

Against all odds, the item he intended to steal was here!

He flipped through the book to find several pages missing.

Despite this, the "Thirteen Needles" was coveted by all the medicine sect.

"Meow."

A low cat’s meow reached his ears once again, causing Rowan’s nerves to tense up.

Suddenly turning around.

Warily scanning his surroundings.

Still, he saw nothing.

Rowan’s hair stood on end.

Chills ran down his spine, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

The eerie feeling was stronger than the night before.

He could vaguely sense the presence of a massive force in the air.

All that overwhelming pressure from a strong person made him shiver uncontrollably.

Rowan stood there, pale as a ghost, his acupoints struck.

Because of the oppressive force, he could barely breathe evenly.

His head felt as if billions of bees were buzzing around.

It was so loud his head was about to explode.

"Buzz!"

Something broke.

The black cat slowly strolled past the roadside.

The disdainful, indifferent gaze gave Rowan a strong sense of shock, as if it pierced through his heart.

"Puff!"

He spat out mouthfuls of blood on the spot.

The buzzing in his head grew louder.

The pressure in the air slowly dissipated, and Rowan gasped for breath. With his weak legs, he turned and ran.

*

On the neighboring rooftop, a girl silently watched everything.

The black cat jumped up onto the roof from the ground and stood at the girl’s feet.

"Meow."

"Settling the score means there must be some pain involved."

With one swift cut, there wasn’t much pain left to speak of.

If it had been a normal girl, the previous assassination attempts would have killed the original owner countless times.

He should experience pain.

"Meow."

The black cat let out a cooperative low meow.

Chloe looked at it and said, "Find a house tomorrow and continue the live broadcast."

The black cat who didn’t want to do business: "..."

*

The result of the meeting was that Adam and his group led the younger generation to investigate the strange events that had occurred in the Stephens Family.

In the morning, everyone got up and had breakfast.

Rowan looked awful, and his movements while eating breakfast were still somewhat shaky.

What happened last night kept swirling in his mind.

It felt like he had been targeted by the Grim Reaper.

He didn’t dare to close his eyes all night.

Adam didn’t look at him but handed Chloe nutritious milk, "Drink more milk to grow taller!"

Chloe didn’t refuse and drank it.

At this time, a servant hurriedly entered.

"Sir, something has happened outside."

Rowan was the first to look up at the servant, his body stiffening slightly.

He seemed to have guessed something.

Adam looked at his wife and daughter, stood up, and said to Rowan, "Rowan, come with me."

Rowan put down the half-finished breakfast and followed Adam out. The servant then told them about the hidden attic and Jeremy’s death last night.

To be honest, Adam was very surprised.

Jeremy was the first bodyguard beside Grandfather, and his status was very high.

Who would have thought that he would die in such a way.

Adam understood that the death of a crippled Jeremy wasn’t the issue, but the fact that someone was quietly doing these things in the Stephens Family.

They were challenging the Stephens Family.

With such incidents happening, everyone who enjoyed everything provided by the Stephens family had this responsibility.

If the Stephens family was finished, everyone would be finished too.

*

Today was the first day of assigning classes for formal learning.

With Chloe’s score, she was directly assigned to science Class 11.

It took Ava a long time to find her assigned class at the bulletin board: Class 10!

She bumped into Chloe and said with some regret, "Chloe, I’m in the class next to you, so is Oliver."

Oliver’s name was right at the top of the list for Class 10.

Oliver, who was standing on the periphery, couldn’t help but look over when he heard his name.

Mason and Franklin weren’t in the same class either; one was in Class 15 and the other in Class 13.

After all, Mason had been good friends with Oliver for so long that he also looked over and greeted him.

Oliver nodded and glanced at the girl next to him.

He was a little disappointed that he couldn’t be in the same class as Chloe.

"Well, anyway, we’re all in the same subject so we can still have a chance to study together in the future!" Mason approached Chloe and said, "You got first place in the nation this time, so why didn’t any teachers come to recruit you?"

That was unreasonable.

Chloe said lightly, "They couldn’t afford it."

"..."

"Pff!" A student who was watching the class announcements couldn’t help but laugh.

"So, you’re the one who got first place, right? I heard it was a score bought with money, and it’s gone viral. I never expected it to be you. You look so good, but you did such a tasteless thing."

"People nowadays all wear a skin to survive!"

"As long as they have money, they can do anything, it’s not surprising."

"Buying scores with money, that’s awesome! What about those of us who have been studying hard for years?"

"Having money and power can buy good scores and get into good schools, enjoying the most exclusive educational resources, my worldview has collapsed once again!"

Their words entered their ears one after another, sounding very harsh.

Ava couldn’t stand it and said, "What kind of society is this now? Having money and power doesn’t necessarily mean you can buy scores and become the national champion. Rich and powerful people would be stupid to buy scores like this. You guys are not young anymore, but you’re still so brain-dead!"

As soon as Ava’s words came out, everyone’s faces turned pale.

Just as someone was about to rebut, the teacher’s voice came through.

Everyone hurriedly scattered to find their classrooms.

Chloe walked slowly towards Class 11.

"Chloe, don’t mind them, they’re just jealous of you!"

"I don’t care."

"..."

Alright, she was overthinking it.

Look at the bigshot’s indifference!

She didn’t even care about these brain-dead people.