Chapter 340: Chapter 209: Zui Fusheng Is Nothing More Than This
When Xu Chen saw Jiang Man being led away by the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall along with him, he was briefly surprised before realization dawned on him.
He’d long suspected the other man was no good.
Being taken away was perfectly understandable.
As for the specific reason, he didn’t care.
Since the Law Enforcement Hall had made a move, they must have had solid evidence, confirming the man was truly bad news.
Along the way, Jiang Man asked Ren Qian why he had been arrested.
The answer, naturally, was collusion with an Evil God, and the Old Yellow Ox was also mentioned.
Jiang Man feigned surprise. "My ox has a problem?"
The man nodded. "You’re going to be interrogated, Junior Brother Jiang. If there’s no problem, then you have nothing to worry about."
"Can I see my yellow ox?" Jiang Man asked, testing the waters.
Ren Qian shook his head. "Not at the moment. If you want to see the Old Yellow Ox, you’ll have to wait until after the investigation."
Jiang Man didn’t press the matter, though he felt a pang of regret.
It was a shame he couldn’t let Old Huang know about his spectacular achievements in the Secret Realm.
The joy of being invincible beneath the Primordial Spirit realm couldn’t be shared.
Plus, he’d obtained a box that was definitely a treasure.
He had wanted to show it to him and see what it was.
’I don’t have the eye for this sort of thing.’
Now, he would have to find another time to tell Meng Qiewei.
Ren Qian didn’t mention the Zhao Family at all.
After all, Jiang Man was a suspect now; Ren Qian couldn’t reveal too much.
Telling him the basic reason was generous enough.
Especially since he’d mentioned Old Huang, which meant they hadn’t found any concrete evidence on the ox himself.
Along the way, Ren Qian sized up Jiang Man’s emaciated frame and couldn’t help but ask, "Junior Brother, did you run into trouble in there?"
He had heard that many people were planning to teach Jiang Man a lesson in the Secret Realm. Seeing his gaunt figure and haggard expression now, Ren Qian figured he must have suffered greatly.
’Those people really don’t pull their punches.’
’Bullying a junior like that...’
Jiang Man shook his head, saying only that something had gone wrong with his Cultivation, resulting in a deficiency of Qi and Blood.
Ren Qian didn’t press further. Geniuses had their pride; they wouldn’t admit to such embarrassing setbacks.
Soon, Jiang Man and Xu Chen were brought into the Law Enforcement Hall’s prison.
However, they were separated, one taken to the left and the other to the right.
The cells on the left held disciples who had committed ordinary violations of sect rules—normal Law Enforcement Hall matters.
The cells on the right, however, were specifically for disciples involved in special cases—matters for the Zhenyue Bureau.
The security on the right was clearly much stricter.
Seeing this, Xu Chen mused, ’Jiang Man’s crime must be no small matter. He must be one of the truly depraved ones.’
’Though I consider myself ruthless, I’m nothing compared to him.’
’But it’s a shame. From now on, he’ll have to make a wide berth whenever he sees me.’
’Someone at the Middle Stage of Golden Core is no longer an enemy to me. He isn’t worthy.’
’Then again, now that we’re in here, it’s uncertain if either of us even has a "from now on".’
Out of curiosity, he asked the guard beside him what crime Jiang Man had committed.
The guard’s answer was simple. "Worse than yours."
With that, Xu Chen felt relieved.
Soon, he was brought to an interrogation room.
"Sit," said the woman who had brought him in, her voice soft.
Xu Chen sat down calmly. He had long expected this day to come.
’When you do so much, you naturally have to bear the consequences.’
After he was seated, three people entered the interrogation room.
Two men and a woman, who took their seats in turn.
At that moment, the middle-aged Cultivator in the center, a man with a stern face, spoke in a deep voice.
"Did you set up the Blood Sacrifice Array? Did you also capture the people and bleed them?"
Xu Chen answered bluntly, "I did."
The woman beside him immediately followed up, "Liu Ningya of the Liu Family was the most severely injured. Did you do that on purpose?"
Xu Chen nodded. "Yes. I am willing to accept any punishment from the Wuyun Sect. I am also willing to compensate Liu Ningya."
Hearing this, the middle-aged Cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned back in his chair. "Explain yourself."
’Compensation?’
’Could a situation like this really be resolved with mere compensation?’
’Besides, even if compensation were on the table, it wouldn’t be up to the Wuyun Sect to adjudicate.’
’And yet, he says he’s willing to accept any punishment from the Wuyun Sect. He wants to get his punishment over with right now.’
’Ordinarily, the Wuyun Sect wouldn’t operate that way.’
’But I am curious to hear what he has to say.’
"My father was an honest, dutiful man. His Cultivation was limited due to his humble origins." Xu Chen paused for a moment before continuing. "Everything he had, he earned through his own hard work. He was also an extremely frugal man."
"After my mother passed away, his frugality became so extreme that people thought he was a miser."
"He was a man who absolutely loved swords. His dream was to become a Sword Cultivator."
"But my father had no family to support his training, so he had no choice but to become a Magic Cultivator."
"Still, he loved swords. Every time he came across a fine blade, he would stop to admire it."
"If I was with him, he would tell me what kind of sword it was and what it was used for."
"When I was eighteen, I told him he should buy a sword. After all, he had a decent job at the time and had earned some Spiritual Source."
"But he refused."
"I asked him, confused, what was the point of working so hard to earn all that Spiritual Source if he wouldn’t even spend it on the one thing he loved most?"
"When he heard me say that, he just smiled and never answered my question."
"After I began my Immortal Cultivation, he told me not to cause trouble, to value peace above all else, and to focus on my training."
"He also hoped I would choose to be a Sword Cultivator."
"I agreed with the former, but I refused the latter."
"You chose to be a Magic Cultivator?" the middle-aged man asked, rather curious. "But I see you registered as a Sword Cultivator."
"Yes, I initially chose to be a Magic Cultivator. But after seeing him go on about it every day, when it came time to register with the Inner Sect, I chose to be a Sword Cultivator," Xu Chen said, his expression placid. "When I told him the news, he was so happy he couldn’t sleep the entire night."
"I told him it was too early to celebrate, that Sword Cultivators need Spirit Swords."
"He just kept muttering to himself, ’I have one, I have one, I definitely have one. I’ve been watching it for years.’"
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