Chapter 525: Chapter 175: 26 Free Attribute Points! The Ancestors of the Fu Clan in the Imperial City! (A 10,000-word large Chapter, subscribe now)_1
"You... what did you say?" A royal citizen standing beside the merchant widened his eyes in disbelief, "This person is an elder from the Fu Clan? Are you... are you sure, you didn’t see it wrong?"
"How could I possibly be mistaken?" The merchant couldn’t help but shout in shock, "I just met him half a month ago! Although... although I had no privilege to speak to him, I am definately sure I remember what his face looks like!"
Upon hearing his explanation, everyone present appeared utterly dumbfounded.
If the mutilated corpse on the ground truly was an elder from the Fu Clan, wouldn’t that mean the Fu Clan was facing a crisis that nobody could have predicted?
Keep in mind, it isn’t just any common member of the Fu Clan who has died, but an elder, a core figure of the Fu Clan.
Moreover... even if it were just a regular family member who had died, that too would be a major incident.
So, what exactly is happening inside the Fu Clan?
The noisy clamor of shouting and killing inside... couldn’t possibly mean that a large group of people has stormed in, could it?
"Could it be... could it be someone from the legendary Demonic Sects? I’ve heard that cultivators are divided into the orthodox and the Demonic Sects."
"I don’t know! Should we report this to the officials? Should we... report to the Imperial Astrologer?"
"If you want to go, then go! The Fu Clan isn’t exactly saints; facing such a disaster today could well be seen as their just deserts. If it truly is retribution, then Heaven has eyes!"
"Shh! You seeking death? How dare you speak such words in public?"
"Who needs us to report to the officials? The Fu Clan’s lackeys would have run to report this already. Maybe the officials and the people from the Imperial Astrologer are already on their way here."
"Goodness... this is an event that could shake the whole Imperial City!"
"Hiss! An elder of the Fu Clan died?!"
"..."
The citizens within the Imperial City could only speculate from outside about what was happening inside.
But if they were allowed to go inside and see...
They wouldn’t dare.
After all, weapons like swords aren’t forgiving to the eyes; one careless move, and a slash could end your life.
...
Meanwhile inside.
Gui Chun Lou Inn.
"Daoist... Daoist Fan Wu! Daoist... Daoist Fan Wu! I’ve returned! I’ve come back with news from the palace!" Hu Banban dismounted with a flip, then gasping for breath, he scurried into the Gui Chun Lou Inn.
"His Majesty... His Majesty has issued a decree! He even bestowed upon me a golden command! He said..."
"Uh..."
"Where is Daoist Fan Wu? Where is Taoist Xing Fengzi? Where is Miss Yun Jiuqing? Where is His Highness the Prince of Nanjun? And where’s that ox?"
Hu Banban began to seriously doubt whether he had entered the wrong inn.
But when he had separated from Daoist Fan Wu and the others, they had told him to find a nearby inn to wait for them.
And wasn’t this Gui Chun Lou Inn the closest one?
Logically, they should be here!
So...
Where are the people?
"Moreover..." As Hu Banban sniffed, he caught a whiff of something not quite right. Although he was not a cultivator, he had been quite skilled in his youth. He seemed to smell a hint of blood, which made him instantly alert.
His eyes swept across the inn, noticing the peculiar emptiness of the place, hardly any people in sight.
He also noted several pools of blood on the floor, as if someone had attempted to clean them up but hadn’t managed to completely erase the traces.
He could roughly guess that these bloodstains might mean the loss of several lives!
"Shop Assistant!" Out of concern for his own life, Hu Banban had already drawn his knife.
His fierce eyes fixed on the inn’s shop assistant.
Hu Banban could see that the shop assistant seemed lost in thought, sitting on a stool with a face full of collapse and bitterness.
The impression he gave off was as if he had lost several souls and spirits.
The sudden sound of Hu Banban unsheathing his knife startled the shop assistant to awareness, as he then realized someone had entered and was holding a knife with a very unfriendly look.
The shop assistant turned pale with fright. Could this be someone from the Fu Clan come for vengeance?
In his heart, despair took hold.
It’s over!
However.
Hu Banban did not, as the shop assistant had anticipated, chop him with the knife. Instead, he frowned and questioned the shop assistant, "Do you know... if there have been such a group of people here? About three men and one woman, along with a large water buffalo."
"One of the men was tall, majestic, and formidable. Another man was very young and wore a Daoist robe. And another man was dressed quite shabbily."
"The woman was very beautiful. And that water buffalo, it looked very strong."
"Oh, right!"
Hu Banban suddenly remembered something else and added one more detail, "And a large red coffin that moves on its own!"
"Have you seen such a group of people?!"
The shop assistant blinked in surprise.
He suddenly realized that the man before him did not seem to be from the Fu Clan, noting that his manner of questioning was entirely different from the domineering approach of the Fu Clan associates.
