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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3048

In the following days, under Austin's guidance, his parents and brother started to cultivate.

Austin was pleasantly surprised to find that his mother had even managed to progress farther and faster than his father and his brother.

But Austin wasn't too worried.

He had a multitude of resources, including all kinds of precious natural treasures that could assist in one's cultivation.

He also knew of many secret methods that could enhance one's aptitude and potential.

Naturally, he felt confident that he could help boost his father's and brother's cultivation of necessary.

Austin had already formed a resolve to ensure that his family reached a certain realm which would enable them to live at least a few thousand years.

That way he wouldn't have to worry about everybody's lifespan.

He knew all too well that he couldn't stay indefinitely on Earth.

He would eventually have to leave.

But the least he could do before his departure was to secure his family's welfare, and jumpstart their cultivation so he could make sure that they were in the right direction.

Chad and their father had already quit their jobs.

These days, they spent their time cultivating at home.

Austin kept them under constant supervision.

He would correct them when they made mistakes, and advised them on the proper methods.

His cultivation base had been weakened after he came to the Yellow Cosmos, but Austin was originally at the Golden Immortal Realm. He had no problems teaching his family how to cultivate.

He didn't dwell much on it, since he retained his knowledge of martial arts and deep understanding of the laws of nature anyway.

These were what was essential to cultivators.

Fortunately for them, even though his family had no history whatsoever in cultivation, they did not have trouble learning it.

Austin was, after all, an excellent and diligent teacher.

Five days passed. It was the middle of the night, and Austin sat cross-legged in his room.

He was trying to comprehend the law on the surface of the Earth.

His concentration was then broken by some noise coming from their gates outside.

He used his spiritual sense to check what was going on, and perceived about a dozen people creeping outside their yard.

Among these stealthy intruders, Austin recognized Ford, who had displayed the Spirit-possessing Skill in the Luxury Restaurant.

'What a ruthlessly greedy guy!

He's probably here to rob us.'

Austin's smile was both cruel and expectant.

In their encounter earlier, he had already used his spiritual sense to gauge this guy's character.

The purpose of these uninvited guests was no mystery at all.

Meanwhile, outside, Ford and his men gathered towards the gate.

"Ford, are you sure that rich guy lives here?"

a brawny man wearing a denim vest whispered. "Why would someone wealthy live in such an old and rickety house?"

"Oh yes, I'm sure," Ford whispered back, a hint of deep respect lacing his tone.

"I did my homework and gathered intel on that brat.

He and his family are renting this place.

Don't be fooled, though.

That's brat's a martial artist; he's not like ordinary people at all.

Even if martial arts masters are filthy rich, they rarely ever live lavish lives."

"You're quite right about that.

All right, you guys, listen up and focus."

The burly man's eyes lit up with wicked excitement.

"We need to perform the Spirit-possessing Skill and attack that bastard simultaneously.

I'm pretty sure we can handle him even if he is a great fighter.

We outnumber him, after all, and we have a powerful skill at our disposal.

Once we get our hands on all his money, we kill him and his family and get rid of their bodies.

We'll split up the two hundred million dollars equally!"

The man rubbed his hands in anticipation as he finished dissecting their plan out loud.

The rest of the men murmured their assent to the plan. The thrill of the task at hand was already spreading among them, especially the prospect of all the money they would be getting for themselves. They proceeded to climb over the wall and quietly sneaked up to the bungalow.

Austin had kept track of their conversation with his spiritual sense.

He could pinpoint their exact locations and could perceive their every move.

He sneered at their audacity.

He teleported and promptly popped up in the yard, standing behind the hunkering figures as they crept forward.

"How dare you break into my place?" Austin said in a deadly calm voice.

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