Chapter 301: 149-150: Striving hard to attain Qi people’s blessing, unsure of the path beyond the top grade (two in one 8k)_1 Chapter 301: 149-150: Striving hard to attain Qi people’s blessing, unsure of the path beyond the top grade (two in one 8k)_1 Nanxun Kingdom, Chen Family.
The drizzling dusk rain fell steadily, making the Chen Mansion, once a brightly lit haven for the high-ranking and distinguished who came to visit, appear eerily ominous in the rain-soaked dusk.
One’s true colours show in times of crisis.
A mere twenty days had passed, and the once bustling entrance to the Chen Mansion was now desolate and coldly silent.
Grim flags fluttered atop tall walls surrounding the yard, augmenting the eerie atmosphere.
The ornate plants and lawns within the mansion were left unattended, growing wild and untamed, the lights inside the house, barely luminous.
The occasional remnants of light escaping the few windows made the silence even more intimidatin.
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At this moment, apart from a few subservient household members tiptoeing around, their expressions numb, the mansion was filled only with the sound of wind and the rhythmic beating of rain on roof tiles.
“This is the Chen Family?”
A voice filled with surprise emanated from a palanquin parked at the end of the street.
Staring in shock at the lifeless mansion far away, Jiang Qiang perceived that this grand house seemed to have lost the vitality it once had, becoming a dilapidated dwelling unattended and on the brink of collapse.
Nangong Shang, who accompanied the palanquin, was haggard and worn, but he managed to smile obsequiously, “Immortal Master, this is the Chen Family.
But remember its glory days?
When the Nanxun Blade King reached enlightenment, the whole family reaped the benefits.
It’s a shame that the Blade King eventually became too arrogant and offended several powerful immortals in the Cultivation World.
Now, his family is suffering the consequences.
No one in Nanxun dares to associate with the Chen Family! even the royal family avoids them…”
Nangong Shang had tested the waters and figured it out.
This Immortal, who had just arrived, surely bore a grudge against the Chens; otherwise, he would not have continually belittled them along the way, only to be met with a smile of approval.
If there was enmity, then it seemed an opportunity for him, Nangong Shang.
If he could please this Immortal, maybe he could be led to the Cultivation World in the future and deliver a calamity upon the Chen Family in the process—a double win.
“Very good, now that we’ve confirmed this is the Chen Family, your task is completed.
This Immortal is very satisfied.”
The curtains of the palanquin suddenly fluttered open revealing Jiang Qiang stepping out.
The bearers immediately knelt, not daring to glimpse the face of the Immortal.
“Being able to do this trivial errand for the Immortal Master is an honor we mortals could only dream of in lifetimes.
Knowing the Immortal Master is pleased is more than enough,” Nangong Shang fawned.
Jiang Qiang stepped out, smiling approvingly at Nangong Shang, “I’m quite satisfied with your introduction of the Chen family.
And for your efforts accompanying me on this arduous journey, I appreciate.
I have always been true to my word.
As I said before, you’ll be rewarded.”
The bearers, kneeling on the ground, showed envy at the promise of a reward from an Immortal.
A single Immortal pill could grant someone eternal life or freedom from all diseases.
However, they had been hired only that morning and were unlikely to receive any reward.
Nangong Shang, seeing Jiang Qiang’s approving smile, played up his humility whilst gleefully rejoicing on the inside.
The Immortal was amiable, far from the aloof existence passed down from the Shaoyu Family.
Along the way, the Immortal had been approachable, constantly smiling, and had shown great satisfaction to him.
However, suddenly a faint sound of breaking wind approached.
Nangong Shang felt a sting on his neck and before he could react, his world began twisting and blurring, his body feeling helpless and tumbling as he collapsed to the ground.
The bearers were stunned, looking worriedly at the fallen Nangong Shang.
A small bloodstained centipede flew from Nangong Shang’s body to fall into Jiang Qiang’s hand.
Jiang Qiang still had the approving smile on his face.
“Could you trouble the four of you to take his body to the Nangong Family and tell them that this Immortal is very satisfied with how they’ve behaved on behalf of True Immortal Chen.”p>
The bearers were terrified, but after a moment, they realized they had to move, paralyzed with fear.
“Would the four of you like a reward?”
The four bearers jolted, repeated they dared not and immediately rose to lift the corpse, fearful of even looking at the Immortal standing before them, terrified a single glance could cost them their lives.
“The Chen Mansion!”
Jiang Qiang stared at the desolate mansion ahead.
He could make out that the mansion had been set up as a formation array, and the black flags planted in the mansion were, in fact, array flags.
He fell silent for a moment.
He had learned from Nangong Shang on the way, that the Chen Family was in a dire situation.
Two Qi cultivators had come twenty days before, and although they did not commit mass murder, they almost kept all the members of the Chen Family under house arrest.
No one was allowed to leave, and no one entered the house had ever come out.
The servants still active inside the mansion were but puppets following orders.
“Let’s go inside and take a look, then inform Brother Chen.”
Jiang Qiang stepped toward the Chen mansion.
In this mundane world cursed by desolation, he could barely rise into the sky, but he could not fly far by controlling his instrument.
In the end, his strength was too weak.
He was only at the fifth level of Qi cultivation and his mana was scanty.
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It had taken him eight days to get from Ice Wind Forest to the Chen Family, even after riding several thousand mile horses, consuming several Godspeed Talismans during the journey, arriving at the Chen Family just that morning.
By now, more than forty percent of his spiritual energy had been depleted.