I Build a Shelter in the Eternal Night

Chapter 151: Chapter 118: "You Are the First Person to Kill My Father.

"Aren’t you going to run?"

Chen Fan glanced at the Jiangbei Old Demon, took a sip of his tea, and asked casually.

"You’re not running, so why should I?"

The Jiangbei Old Demon shielded Gongyang Yue behind him, his expression turning ugly. He spoke deliberately, "Since you dared to come to the Jiangbei Chen Family, you must have anticipated this moment, right?"

"No."

Chen Fan shook his head and said frankly, "I honestly didn’t expect this old fellow to make such a ruthless move. From the looks of it, if I hadn’t shown up, this Grand Array would have probably been activated during the rainy season to bring the Jiangbei Chen Family a massive amount of Ghost Stones."

"Quite a scheme."

...

"Mother!"

Inside the Jiangbei Chen Family estate, a terrified Chen Quan rushed to the beautiful woman’s side, his voice trembling with fear. "There are so many crimson pillars of light in the city! Did something happen? Did Chen Fan get here?"

"No."

The beautiful woman’s face was grim, all traces of her usual loveliness gone. She gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "It’s the array that old bastard has been setting up all these years. He’s going to sacrifice the entire city’s population!"

She had known for years that Patriarch Chen had his own plans.

But she never found out the details, nor did she care much.

’After all, in my mind, Jiangbei is just a backwater. What kind of grand scheme could he possibly have? I just never imagined it would be so vast that I’d have to die here today. Has the man gone mad?!’

"An array Father set up?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Quan froze for a moment, then suddenly sighed in relief. "Then it probably won’t affect us, right?"

"...?"

The beautiful woman frowned for a long time, then suddenly let out a breath of relief. "You know, I think you’re right."

From the looks of it, no crimson pillars of light had appeared within the old family estate.

...

"Regretting it now?"

Inside the teahouse.

Patriarch Chen stared at Chen Fan, his face a mask of madness. "It’s too late! The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Transformation Array is complete! No one can escape!"

Just then—outside the window, the crimson pillars of light that already covered half the city suddenly stopped rising, as if they had hit some kind of resistance. The pillars that had already risen began to fade away, and the red membrane of light around Patriarch Chen also started to dissipate rapidly.

"How is this possible!"

"How is this possible!!"

Patriarch Chen stood frozen. It took him a long moment to react, and then he shrieked hysterically, "I personally checked it myself last night! How could something go wrong? Where did it go wrong?!"

"How could this be."

Then, as if he was having a complete breakdown, he charged at Chen Fan, only to be swatted away by Lame Monkey’s spear.

"Here."

Chen Fan glanced at the downed Patriarch Chen, then looked at the Jiangbei Old Demon. "I heard Gongyang Yue call you Old Demon. I assume you’ve killed plenty of people. Help me kill him?"

"You’re sure."

"I’m sure."

"Alright."

A flicker of admiration flashed in the Jiangbei Old Demon’s eyes. Without even turning his head, he shot a burst of Sword Qi from his fingertip, striking Patriarch Chen precisely in the back of the heart. Blood spurted out. Patriarch Chen struggled on the ground for a few moments before going still.

"Finished him off?"

"Finished. Killing is just that simple."

"Looks like you don’t know how to kill people."

"I don’t know how to kill?" The Jiangbei Old Demon was unconvinced and couldn’t help but retort, "I didn’t even turn around and I still hit him precisely in the back of the heart. And you say I don’t know how to kill?"

"What if he took a Fake Death Pill?"

"..."

The Jiangbei Old Demon was silent for a long moment before nodding. "You’re more thorough than I am."

Dozens more streams of Sword Qi shot out.

Patriarch Chen’s corpse was riddled with bloody holes.

"Now, even a Fake Death Pill won’t save him."

"Not enough."

"Still not enough?"

"Shouldn’t you at least chop him to pieces?"

"Chop him to pieces?"

The Jiangbei Old Demon fell silent again for a long while. He then stood up, tied a blindfold over Gongyang Yue’s eyes, and strode over, brandishing his longsword. ’I’ve never used a sword like this in my entire life. I feel a bit like a Butcher.’

"That should be enough, right?"

"Almost. It would be even better if you set it on fire."

Chen Fan stood up, stretched lazily, and started walking towards the stairs with Lame Monkey. He said with a smile, "I need to go buy a few things, so I can’t stay for more tea. See you around, if fate allows."

"Alright."

The Jiangbei Old Demon looked at Chen Fan with an appreciative expression. "I can tell you a bit about my past. Like you, I once committed patricide. I know you might be feeling a bit uneasy right now, but don’t be weak. We’re the same kind of people. If you ever need my help in the future, I’ll be there for you."

"We’re not the same. I didn’t commit patricide. Don’t spout nonsense."

"?"

"Weren’t you the one who had him killed?"

"??"

"You’re the first person to kill my father."

"???"

"So, if you’re not busy lately, could you come to the Mortal Realm and teach my subordinates how to speed up their Cultivation? Think of it as an apology."

"????"

"Don’t look at me like that. I’ll pay you handsomely. Oh, right, if you don’t mind, the wards on the old Jiangbei Chen Family estate will fail soon. Could you help me guard this place and make sure no one escapes? We’re all friends here, you’ll definitely help me, right? Besides, you just said that if I ever needed your help in the future, you’d be there for me."

"..."

After a long silence, the Jiangbei Old Demon gritted his teeth and said, "Fine!"

...

PHEW...

Chen Fan exited through the teahouse’s back door and walked up to the Nine-Five Dragon Carriage parked in the alley. He mused aloud, "Having a High Level Cultivator on hand really makes things convenient."

He had specifically gone to the teahouse to find the Jiangbei Old Demon.

’After all, the Jiangbei Chen Family has quite a few Cultivators. I couldn’t beat them on my own.’

’The Heaven and Earth Chessboard could have handled them, but that would be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. A complete waste. The Heaven and Earth Chessboard can’t be used so frivolously. In a situation like this, a High Level Cultivator is the perfect tool for the job.’

"Lame Monkey."

Chen Fan patted Lame Monkey’s shoulder. "The Mortal Realm has the Yunling Pavilion, something no other faction possesses. Plus, there will be plenty of Ghost Stones for you all to use for your Cultivation. You need to raise your Cultivation levels as quickly as possible, so I don’t have to ask outsiders for help every time I need to get something done. It’s a real pain."