Chapter 00216: The Flustered Master Yan
# The Flustered Master Yan
Chapter 216
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 216: The Flustered Master Yan
This Yan Chengjian was clearly an illusion created by Lan Xiaobu using the Earthly Fiend Transformation Technique.
In this moment, Lan Xiaobu genuinely liked this ability.
Earlier, he had transformed into Jiang Fei to trick Yan Chengjian away, and Yan Chengjian did not suspect a thing at all.
Now that Yan Chengjian was gone, he had transformed back into the real Yan Chengjian himself, which made it even less likely for him to be discovered.
Let alone that the Yan Chengjian created by Lan Xiaobu looked almost exactly like the real person; even if there were slight differences, no servant would dare to speak up.
Right now, both the Yan Family Immortal Villa and the guards of Qiefeng Immortal Pool knew that the master had been in a terrible mood lately.
He had killed seven or eight gardeners, and the guards had also slain a whole bunch, even the house manager of the Yan Family Immortal Villa had met his demise.
So anyone tasked by the master knew there was no room for error.
In just a short time, they brought Chang Qingshuang and Qi Hanyu over.
Not only that, but they also brought a delicate jade box filled with the finest Qiefeng tea.
Watching Chang Qingshuang and Qi Hanyu, who were both battered and bewildered, Lan Xiaobu felt a surge of fury.
This was obviously the work of Soul Scorching; a person could be tortured this way before they even died.
Clearly, Yan was a true kind-hearted individual.
This matter was far from over.
Back then, he had been able to take down Gui Wushou with his Golden Core cultivation.
Now, he could do the same to the Yan Family Immortal Villa.
“Master, the people have been brought here,” stammered the steward of Qiefeng Immortal Pool.
Lan Xiaobu nodded, “That will do. Remember, if Lan Xiaobu arrives, message me immediately.”
Saying this, Lan Xiaobu quickly grabbed Chang Qingshuang and Qi Hanyu and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing Lan Xiaobu vanish, the steward finally sighed in relief.
But before he could turn back, a not-so-tall, refined-looking young man suddenly appeared at the entrance.
“Who’s in charge here?” The young man’s tone was calm, but an undeniable authority in it alerted the steward that this was no ordinary person.
The steward hurriedly stepped forward and performed a respectful greeting, “May I ask whom you are looking for?”
“Go call your steward. Tell him it’s Xing Chenxiang from the Taiyi Sect who seeks him.” The young man’s tone turned colder.
Upon hearing the name Xing Chenxiang, the steward instinctively tensed.
He had heard of this person.
When Taiyi Zhenren took Xing Chenxiang as a disciple, he had invited many from the Immortal Realm to a grand banquet that lasted for ten days and nights.
This was the youngest disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, the little junior brother of Ne Zha.
He suddenly recalled the long spear wielded by Fu Jing; it hadn't been long, and now they had come looking for it.
“My master has been invited by the City Lord of Pill Capital Immortal City and has gone to the city lord's residence.” Faced with Xing Chenxiang, the steward dared not hide anything.
Xing Chenxiang said lightly, “Previously, a long spear belonging to my Taiyi Sect disciple, Fu Jing, appeared here. Where is it now?”
The steward's heart sank; the master was extremely anxious about that spear, and now the source of their troubles had come knocking.
It was certain the spear had top-level markings that allowed it to be tracked.
He understood that if he dared to remain silent, the next day could very well be his last.
Others might not dare to kill him, but for the Taiyi Sect's direct lineage, killing him would be as simple as killing a chicken.
“To answer senior, that long spear is in the hands of our master,” the steward quickly replied.
Almost as soon as the steward mentioned that the spear was with the master, Xing Chenxiang vanished into thin air.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, the steward hurriedly took out his flying sword to send a message to the master.
However, as soon as his sword was sent out, it exploded in the void.
A chilling voice followed, filled with killing intent, “If you dare send another message, I will destroy this broken immortal pool first!”
...
At the City Lord’s residence of Pill Capital Immortal City.
Wu Fuyu was also in a bad mood.
He had been stuck at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal for many years, and upon hearing that General Zhijian had arrived in Pill Capital, he hurriedly invited him over to enjoy fine wine and tea.
In truth, he wanted to ask for some Radish Jade Pills.
General Zhijian was a brother of Yang Jian, and Yang Jian’s master, Yuding, was a formidable figure, renowned for being the strongest among the Twelve Golden Immortals when he first started out.
Even now, as one of the Twelve Great Immortals, he remained the strongest.
Not only was Yuding powerful, but he was also formidable in the Dao of Alchemy.
Wu Fuyu thought through General Zhijian to request a vial of Radish Jade Pills.
But much to Wu Fuyu’s disappointment, General Zhijian scoffed at his request. “I don’t have any Radish Jade Pills myself, how can I help you get some? Farewell.”
If it were anyone else talking to him like this, Wu Fuyu would have already crushed them.
Yet, facing General Zhijian, he had no choice but to restrain himself.
Although his background could be traced to Kunlun, it seemed the Kunlun people no longer recognized Wu Fuyu.
While Wu Fuyu was still feeling glum, a little boy suddenly arrived to report, “The master of the Yan Family Immortal Villa, Yan Chengjian, has come to attend the Immortal Fruit Conference.”
The Immortal Fruit Conference? What nonsense is that? Who is Yan Chengjian anyway? Just a mere Golden Immortal, so audacious as to come to the Pill Capital City Lord’s residence for the Immortal Fruits?
“Get lost, tell him to go away!” Wu Fuyu roared in anger.
But after his outburst, he felt unsettled and stepped out of the City Lord’s residence, staring coldly at Yan Chengjian standing outside. “Yan Chengjian, what boldness! To come to my Pill Capital City Lord’s residence to make demands!” As he spoke, the overwhelming aura of a Great Luo Golden Immortal pressed down on Yan Chengjian, making it hard for the latter to breathe under the weight of death permeating the air.
His face turned pale, and his body trembled.
He was scared, and also crushed by Wu Fuyu’s imposing presence.
As the false benevolent figure of Suiping Celestial Horn, Yan Chengjian had taken advantage of countless people, possessing a deep scheming personality.
If he still did not realize he had been deceived at this moment, the Yan Family Immortal Villa would not withstand until today.
“City Lord Wu, do not act rashly. I have come bearing earth-shattering news…” Yan Chengjian called out anxiously, knowing that if he hesitated even a moment longer, he could be severely injured by this city lord or even killed.
“Before you can say your earth-shattering news, tell me why Fu Jing's long spear is in your possession?” A voice filled with killing intent suddenly chimed in as a refined-looking young man appeared outside the City Lord’s residence.
Seeing who had arrived, Wu Fuyu shuddered in fright; this was yet another person he could not afford to provoke.
Ne Zha had been unruly, but the person in front of him was even more uncontrollable than Ne Zha.
This was Xing Chenxiang, the youngest disciple of the Taiyi Sect.
Offending Xing Chenxiang equated to a certain death.
Xing Chenxiang was absurdly capricious.
He had heard that his senior brother had once harvested dragon tendons, so he wanted to do the same.
Thus, he captured a dragon out of nowhere and for no reason, just to take its tendons.
The Dragon Tribe was not something one could bully at will, and this had caused quite the uproar.
Fortunately, because he had a good master, the matter ultimately blew over.
“Wu Fuyu meets the young immortal. Your presence honors our Pill Capital Immortal City.” Wu Fuyu hurriedly performed a respectful greeting, his tone exceedingly polite.
Even though his own cultivation surpassed that of Xing Chenxiang, he still did not dare to act shamelessly in front of him.
He understood that Xing Chenxiang liked to be addressed as Young Immortal, so he catered to his preference.
As expected, upon hearing Wu Fuyu address him as Young Immortal, Xing Chenxiang’s expression softened considerably.
He nodded at Wu Fuyu and returned a fist salute. “You’re too polite, City Lord Wu.”
After saying that, his icy gaze was still fixated on Yan Chengjian.
This was the first thought that crossed Yan Chengjian’s mind: it’s over for him.
In mere moments, Yan Chengjian bowed deeply, “I, Yan Chengjian, greet Young Immortal. Actually, I came to the City Lord’s residence for this very matter. I originally planned to ask City Lord Wu to help handle this issue before heading to the Taiyi Sect, but I didn’t expect to meet you here first.”
Xing Chenxiang remained silent, waiting for Yan Chengjian’s explanation.
Yan Chengjian regained his calm composure, “About six months ago, I obtained a pair of Reincarnation Begonias…”
Reincarnation Begonias? Both Wu Fuyu and Xing Chenxiang’s eyes sparkled upon hearing these four words.
The uses of Reincarnation Begonias were immense; the least valuable use was upgrading to a Golden Immortal.
In fact, these begonias could bring back the dead, awakening slumbering souls, allowing deceased individuals to revive without undergoing reincarnation.
These uses could benefit even the strongest beings, but for Xing Chenxiang, Reincarnation Begonias could also help him perceive the shadow realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, allowing him to break through to that level.
Obtaining a single Reincarnation Begonia is against the natural order of things, let alone a pair?
“Where are the Reincarnation Begonias?” Xing Chenxiang had long forgotten that he had come looking for Fu Jing; he had completely lost interest in where Yan Chengjian obtained the Reincarnation Begonias.
Yan Chengjian respectfully said, “After obtaining the Reincarnation Begonias, I planted one in my garden, inviting friends to admire it. Fellow Daoist Fu Jing learned of this and came to my Yan Family Immortal Villa. We hit it off very well, so I casually gifted one of the Reincarnation Begonias to Fellow Daoist Fu Jing.”
“Then why is Fu Jing's long spear with you?” Finally, Xing Chenxiang remembered what he had originally come to do.
Yan Chengjian pulled out Fu Jing's long spear and respectfully handed it to Xing Chenxiang.
Previously, he had been anxious knowing that the spear belonged to Fu Jing and hadn't thought to analyze it fully.
Now, after some reflection, he was certain that Fu Jing must have been killed.
The spear might not even have been left in the Soul Refining Cauldron by Fu Jing.
If Fu Jing had managed to team up with Chang Qingshuang and Qi Hanyu, why would they need to hide from the Yan Family Immortal Villa? They could have marched in boldly.
The only possibility was that someone had plotted against Fu Jing, killing him and seizing his long spear.
That killer was then thrown into the Soul Refining Cauldron by the Yan Family and, through some means, had escaped without losing their life, ultimately being saved by Chang Qingshuang.
Unfortunately, by the time he checked the cauldron, it was already too late.
Many corpses had been completely devoured by the Soul-Wrapping Vultures, leaving him unaware of which body had gone missing.
Yan Chengjian rubbed his slightly reddened eyes as if still mourning. “Fellow Daoist Fu Jing and I had a very good rapport in our conversation. When he left, I had Yan Youyi escort him away. Yet, unexpectedly, this matter was revealed. They ambushed Fellow Daoist Fu Jing and Yan Youyi…”
“Who did it?” Xing Chenxiang's face turned frosty.
(End of chapter)