[Location: The Ye Clan Compound, North Mountain.] [Time: 10:00 AM.]
The Ye Clan was an ancient martial arts family with 300 years of history. Their massive red gate stood like a dragon's mouth, intimidating anyone who approached. Today, hundreds of disciples stood in formation in the courtyard, holding spears and swords. They were waiting.
Ye Tian (the Young Master) sat on a throne in the center, his face bandaged. Beside him sat three old men with white beards—the Clan Elders. "That brat won't dare to come," one Elder scoffed. "He's just bluffing."
BOOM!
A massive explosion interrupted him. The heavy iron gates, weighing two tons, flew into the courtyard like paper airplanes. They smashed into a group of disciples, turning them into meat paste.
Through the dust and smoke, three figures walked in. Chen Qing, wearing sunglasses. Sun Mengjia, carrying a red jerrycan labeled "High Octane." And General Fluffles, chasing a butterfly.
"Sorry, I didn't knock," Chen Qing said, his voice amplified by Qi. "I couldn't find the doorbell."
"You!!" Ye Tian stood up, trembling with rage. "Kill him! Activate the Guardian Array!"
"Yes, Young Master!" The three Elders slammed their palms on the ground. Buzz. A golden barrier of light rose up, trapping Chen Qing inside the courtyard. The air pressure increased tenfold. "Hahaha!" The Elders laughed. "This is the Gravity Array! Inside here, you will be crushed like an ant!"
Chen Qing stood there, unmoving. He felt the weight. It was heavy, like carrying a car. But he just stretched his neck. Crack.
"Is that it?" Chen Qing yawned. "My wife hugs tighter than this."
"Monster!" The Elders panicked. "Increase power! 20 times gravity!"
Sun Mengjia dropped her jerrycan. "Hubby, they are annoying. Can I burn them now?"
"Not yet," Chen Qing took a step forward. The stone floor shattered under his foot. He looked at the glowing energy crystal in the center of the formation. "Fluffles. Lunch."
"Woof?" The Husky looked up. He saw the shiny, glowing crystal powering the array. His eyes lit up. Sparkle.
The dog ignored the gravity (because he's stupid and physics doesn't apply to him). He trotted over to the array core. Chomp.
The Elders watched in horror as the dog ate the crystal. The golden barrier flickered... and died. Power Down.
"My Array!" The Head Elder coughed up blood. "That beast ate the Ancestral Core!"
"Now," Chen Qing vanished. [Flash Step.] He reappeared in front of the three Elders. Slap. Slap. Slap.
Three crisp sounds echoed. The three most powerful martial artists of the Ye Clan were sent flying, their teeth scattered on the ground.
Chen Qing stood before Ye Tian. The arrogant Young Master was now shaking like a leaf. "Y-You can't kill me! I have the backing of the Syndicate! The Black Dragon King will—"
Chen Qing grabbed Ye Tian by the throat and lifted him into the air. "The Black Dragon King?" Chen Qing smiled, a smile that looked like the devil himself. "Call him. Tell him I'm coming for his head next."
Snap. Chen Qing tossed Ye Tian aside like trash. He didn't kill him yet. He wanted him to live in fear.
"Mengjia," Chen Qing turned around. "Light it up."
"Yay!" Sun Mengjia kicked over the jerrycan. Gasoline flowed everywhere. She lit a match. "Burn, baby, burn!"
WHOOSH.
Flames engulfed the ancient Ye Clan Compound. The disciples ran screaming. The legacy of 300 years turned to ash in minutes.
Outside the burning gate, Chen Qing walked away, the fire reflecting in his sunglasses. General Fluffles burped a small cloud of black smoke.
[System Notification:] [Mission Accomplished: Destroy the Ye Clan.] [Reward: Dragon Bloodline Awakening (10%).] [New Title: The Destroyer.]
The war against the Syndicate had officially begun.