The Master of Beasts

Chapter 477 - 98_2

Streams of pure blood energy were continuously absorbed by Chen Dao. Within just a quarter of an hour, every Spiritual Beast in the Dragon Raising Lake was completely dead.

"The Yin Yang Deer... their blood energy truly is wondrous." Chen Dao’s voice was like ancient ice, sending chills down one’s spine.

"Someone, go down and check the situation beneath the Dragon Raising Lake."

"Yes, General!"

Several soldiers quickly dived in. These were the Black Dragon Guards most proficient in Water Element Cultivation Techniques. With the coordinates of the Dragon Raising Lake Secret Realm provided by the memories of the Jiang Family Cultivators, they soon found it.

"General, we’ve found it!" a soldier reported.

Chen Dao ordered, "Everyone, follow me down."

The entrance to the Dragon Raising Lake Secret Realm was marked by only half a broken stone pillar. Upon it were some dragon-shaped carvings, though they were now mostly faded and difficult to discern without careful examination.

"DING! DING! DING!"

Under the control of the bell, a Jiang Family youth who had consumed a Fallen God Elixir slowly performed a Spell. The blurred dragon shapes on the pillar miraculously became clear, their eyes emitting a deep blue Spirit Light, and a whirlpool as tall as a person slowly appeared.

Qingming Ye arrived at the entrance just in time. Looking at the scene before her, she whispered to herself, Jiang Ming, oh Jiang Ming, I hope you’re here.

「...」

Five hundred li outside Jiangshui City, a colossal convoy advanced slowly.

In the center of the convoy, atop a massive Earth Dragon, stood a luxurious pavilion.

An old man in garish attire indelicately grabbed the delicacies on the table with his hands. "I’m starving! These damned family rules! How many years has it been since this Ancestor has eaten a proper meal?"

Jiang Xueyao tried to curry favor, "If Ancestor enjoys it, I can have people deliver meals to you every day."

Jiang Kui said with disdain, "What do you understand?"

After sweeping the table clean of food, Jiang Kui lazily reclined on the floor. He looked at Jiang Xueyao before him and said indifferently, "The Family Head is dead, yet you servants are still alive and have even become the masters. What a joke."

Jiang Xueyao’s face turned pale. With a mix of fear and indignant anger, she retorted, "It’s not our fault!"

"SLAP!"

Leaving a dark paw print on Jiang Xueyao’s face, Jiang Kui sneered, "Still daring to talk back? It seems the Qingming Jiang Family truly lacks discipline in managing its household."

"I’m not an unreasonable person," Jiang Kui continued. "If the True Dragon from back then were still alive, you servants could live out your days in peace, and this Ancestor wouldn’t bother much."

"But if something has happened to the True Dragon, then all of you must die."

"I am a Noble Concubine of the Qingming Ancient Country!" Jiang Xueyao gritted her teeth.

"The Qingming Ancient Country? Heh." Jiang Kui shook his head, disdaining to argue with this frog in a well.

As they spoke, the convoy had already drawn near Jiangshui City.

The commanding officer on the city wall, seeing the large Jiang banner, said softly to the messenger beside him, "That should be Lady Snow Concubine’s procession. Send someone to ask His Highness for instructions."

"No need. Kill them on sight if they approach," Gao Huan, who had appeared on the city wall at some unknown point, ordered casually.

"Yes, Sir!"

Chen Xu, an official from the Snow Concubine Hall, rode forward on a huge black tiger and roared, "Lady Snow Concubine has arrived! Why haven’t the city gates been opened?"

"WHOOSH!"

The Hunting God Crossbow on the city wall unceremoniously fired an arrow straight at Chen Xu. A Hunting God Crossbow used for city defense could easily shatter a mountain, let alone Chen Xu, who was merely a Pure Yang True Immortal. Even a True Immortal wouldn’t dare to face a Crossbow Arrow from it head-on.

Swift as lightning, the Crossbow Arrow instantly shattered Chen Xu’s upper body and pierced deeply into the ground. The resulting shockwave pulverized the bodies of the hundreds of people closest to the impact.

"What’s happening?" The carriage shook violently. Jiang Xueyao stormed out of the pavilion, furious.

Zhu Ying’s normally icy face showed a trace of cold sweat. She reported in disbelief, "The city guards activated the Hunting God Crossbow! Official Chen has been killed, and hundreds of our Female Officials and soldiers nearby are dead or injured!"

"What? Damn it! Have those old fools lost their minds?" Jiang Xueyao exclaimed in shock.

A second Crossbow Arrow from the Hunting God Crossbow shot out again, this time targeting the pavilion where Jiang Xueyao was.

"POOF!"

With a soft sound, the massive Crossbow Arrow targeting the pavilion turned into a wisp of green smoke and slowly dissipated.

Jiang Kui walked out of the pavilion with his hands clasped behind his back. His pale golden eyes glanced towards the city wall as he sneered, "Not a trace of Jiang Family Bloodline among them, yet they harbor such murderous intent. They intend to slaughter everyone to silence them!"

Jiang Xueyao hastily tried to explain, "Ancestor, Ancestor, let this little girl go and explain!"

"No need." Jiang Kui waved his hand dismissively. "The Jiangs of this line are all dead. At least, my Divine Sense cannot detect a single person here carrying our Jiang Bloodline."

"THUMP!"

Her legs buckled, and Jiang Xueyao sank to the ground, muttering in disbelief, "How could this be? How could this possibly be?"

"They may just be a bunch of servants, but ’one considers the master before hitting his dog’!"

"Annihilating an entire branch of the family! This is a resounding slap to the face of my Jiang Family!" Jiang Kui chuckled coldly twice.

As a Golden Immortal of the Jiang Family’s main lineage, Jiang Kui was immensely proud. He had come this time primarily to retrieve the True Dragon left behind by this branch of the Jiang Family. As a reclusive major clan, the Jiang Family generally avoided causing major disturbances.

But today, Jiang Kui could no longer contain his rage. The Jiang Family might not provoke trouble, but that didn’t mean they feared it.

A colossal blue palm enveloped the entirety of Jiangshui City. This heaven-destroying, earth-shattering power made Gao Huan, on the city wall, exclaim with furious eyes, "A Golden Immortal! That’s definitely a Golden Immortal! Damn it, how could the Jiang Family possibly have a Golden Immortal!"

"BOOM!"

Amidst earth-shattering tremors, Jiangshui City was razed to the ground.

Such terrifying might, such ruthlessness! The Cultivators in the convoy trembled uncontrollably. This was Jiangshui City, home to millions, perhaps tens of millions, of people! And with a single palm strike, all gone.

Watching their terrified faces, a slight smile touched Jiang Kui’s lips. He thought with immense satisfaction, Heh heh heh, it’s finally Grandpa’s turn to show off! What a pity this city was already massacred. Otherwise, with the essence blood, Resentment, and bones of so many people, I could have forged several decent Divine Weapons of the Evil Path. A real shame!

「.....」

Chen Jiuge lay on the ground, speechless. He looked at Jiang Ming, who was being viciously beaten not far away, and sighed inwardly, It’s not that I don’t want to save you, brother, but there’s really nothing I can do!

"As long as you diligently help This Highness cultivate Spiritual Beasts and earn Spirit Stones, not only will your life be safe, but I can also impart to you the supreme Dao," Qingming Ye said arrogantly.

Looking at Qingming Ye, whose face resembled that of a consumptive ghost, Chen Jiuge bowed his head and said, "I only seek to preserve my life."

"Heh heh, no need to be so polite. This Highness is not like my Eldest Brother and Seventh Brother. As long as you work diligently for me, there will be no shortage of rewards," Qingming Ye said with satisfaction.

When news arrived that the young lady from the Yu Family had escaped, Qingming Ye had assumed Chen Jiuge had fled as well. She hadn’t expected to find him here in the Dragon Raising Lake Secret Realm. Truly, heaven is aiding me!

With such a capable Beast Master at her disposal, a smug smile spread across Qingming Ye’s lips, as if the supreme throne was right before her eyes.

"RUMBLE!"

A massive tremor interrupted Qingming Ye’s daydream. Annoyed, she demanded, "What’s going on? What’s happening?"

"Chen Dao, take some men and see what’s happening up there."

"As you command, Your Highness."

"No need. I am here," Jiang Kui said with a smile, looking at the group before him.

"Old fart, was that your doing just now?" Qingming Ye demanded angrily.

"It was me," Jiang Kui replied cheerfully, though he paid little heed to those before him. To him, even the Heavenly Immortal among them was insignificant.

Strange, it actually left? That’s not right, Jiang Kui muttered to himself, turning his head to look towards the core area of the lake.

"Old bastard, you’re courting death!"

Qingming Ye sneered. A pink paw print shot out, clawing towards Jiang Kui.

With a casual flick of his sleeve, he completely disintegrated the paw print. Jiang Kui’s other hand quickly performed a divination, while simultaneously, he conjured thick blue ropes that bound everyone present. Even Qingming Ye, despite her Heavenly Immortal Cultivation, could not break free.

The debt of gratitude... has been repaid? Jiang Kui stopped his divination, his expression stiffening.

That damn scoundrel! I wondered why it slunk back here without a word of revenge, only to run off again after just a few years! So that was the reason!

Absolutely despicable! Damn it all! A bunch of incompetents, wasting a favor connected to a Golden Immortal True Dragon! They deserve to die! They truly deserve to die! Jiang Kui was so enraged he was practically hopping with fury.

Suppressing his anger, he walked over to Jiang Ming and sneered, "A descendant of the Jiang Bloodline. To think there’s still one left alive."

Just as he was about to strike Jiang Ming down to vent his anger, Jiang Kui suddenly thought, This mission is a failure. I’m afraid Grandpa will be punished. No, I need to find a scapegoat.

His eyes fixed on Jiang Ming with a strange glint. A sinister smile spread across Jiang Kui’s face as he said, Kid, a True Immortal, eh? Your aptitude isn’t bad. A good candidate to take the fall.

Jiang Ming, barely clinging to life, looked at the old man before him in terror. Like a frightened little rabbit, he tried to inch his body away, desperate to get away from this elder.

"Little whelp, where are you running? I am your Ancestor, after all!"