Chapter 399
Chapter 399
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 399
>Chapter Title: Half-Immortal
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“Eighty percent?! Doesn’t that mean double?!”
Hearing Kui Sanjin’s reward, Lv Xiucai’s saliva was about to drip down.
But just as he opened his mouth to agree, he immediately calmed down.
He knew his own affairs best. After traveling with his master, he’d seen plenty of possessions. Some were powerful, some less so.
Though his master had said these five copper coins could dispel evil, he’d never actually done it himself.
Seeing Lv Xiucai’s conflicted expression, Kui Sanjin sighed in disappointment.
“Fine then. I won’t hold it against you. This sort of thing really isn’t for just anyone.”
Stoked by the provocation, Lv Xiucai’s head heated up.
“Damn it, I’m in! Dead men face the sky, but the living last forever. Would Great Uncle Lv be scared of this? Li Huowang can do it, so why can’t I?”
And if he really couldn’t handle it, those five copper coins should at least let him escape.
“Good! You’re a real man, Lv! Here’s to you!!”
Lv Xiucai immediately mimicked the storytellers, casually slamming his cup on the table as if it were nothing.
“Hold off on the drinks! I’ll dispel the evil first, then drink with you nice and slow, Brother Kui!”
His brimming confidence earned him a thumbs-up from Kui Sanjin, making Lv Xiucai even smugger.
The treatment Li Huowang used to get—he was enjoying it now too. Felt damn good.
“Alright then, Lv! Let’s head out!”
Once on the carriage, Lv Xiucai’s nonchalant facade hid his racing heart. He kept recalling how Li Huowang handled evil encounters back then.
But after racking his brain, he found nothing useful. Whenever danger struck, that old bag of bones always dragged him away faster than a rabbit. If there was nowhere to run, he’d stuff Lv under the carriage and keep him there.
Amid Lv Xiucai’s complaints, the carriage arrived. As he dismounted and looked around, he realized they were outside the city.
The surrounding houses were pitch black. He had no idea where this was, though around Silver Mausoleum City, it was probably just some village.
Before the carriage stood an imposing grand gate, suggesting the residents inside were no ordinary folk.
“Come on, Lv. Follow me. The client lives here.”
Kui Sanjin went up and knocked.
With a creak, the door opened, and an elderly man poked his head out holding a lantern.
Spotting Kui Sanjin’s face, he quickly ushered them inside, as if afraid something might slip in behind.
“Three Gold, who’s this?”
“Uncle Fang, don’t worry. He’s my brother, no ordinary guy. Learned divine arts from an immortal!”
Seeing the old man eyeing him hesitantly, Lv Xiucai cleared his throat, tucked one hand behind his back, and mimicked Li Huowang’s cold indifference.
“Three Gold!”
A sturdy voice rang out. Lv Xiucai turned to see a group of men approaching.
At the center stood a burly fat man. Dressed in fine silk with prayer beads around his neck, he looked the part of a wealthy householder.
But his face was all savage flesh, clashing wildly with his clothes.
The others nearby were no better—each one fierce and villainous. If not for the other houses around, Lv Xiucai would’ve thought he’d stumbled into a bandit lair.
Spotting them, Kui Sanjin shrank a bit and hurried forward.
Watching them mutter among themselves, Lv Xiucai grew uneasy.
“What’s the deal with Brother Kui’s brothers? They don’t look like honest businessmen.”
Stranger in a strange place, and at night no less—Lv Xiucai was starting to regret coming.
After a bit, Kui Sanjin brought the tall fat man over to him.
“Lv, this is Master Zhao. His son’s the one possessed.”
Tilting his head up to that stern, imposing face, Lv Xiucai opened his mouth to say something. But suddenly, Master Zhao gripped his hands firmly and pleaded sincerely,
“Immortal Lv, please save my son! He’s the only heir in the old Zhao family!”
“No problem, no problem.”
Feeling the respect, a smug smile crept onto Lv Xiucai’s face. He liked this—being begged like this made him feel powerful.
“Immortal Lv, no time to waste. Hurry, my son can’t hold out much longer.”
Zhao Tianhu dragged Lv Xiucai into the house.
The place was vast and deep; Lv Xiucai nearly got dizzy navigating it.
“Damn, I’m buying a mansion this big someday!”
As he thought that, he was yanked to a stop before a flat-roofed room. No lamp inside—it looked empty.
“Immortal Lv, my son’s in there. Save him, and money’s no object!”
Lv Xiucai listened closely but heard nothing, his heart pounding.
“Master Zhao, your son’s the only one in there, right?”
“Of course it’s just him. Who else? He already tore apart two servant boys!!”
Zhao Tianhu and his crew shoved Lv Xiucai toward the door.
“Master Zhao, wait! Tell me what this evil is first! How strong is it? Male or female?”
Before Lv Xiucai got an answer, the locked door burst open, and he was shoved inside.
The next moment, bang—the door slammed shut.
“Don’t lock it! What are you doing? I’m not running!! Open up!”
Lv Xiucai pounded frantically on the wooden door, but got no response.
“Da-da-da-da-da~”
An eerie quivering sound sent goosebumps exploding across his skin.
Trembling, he turned around and thrust his five copper coins into the darkness.
In the dim room, something seemed to hop about, but he couldn’t make it out clearly.
He was already here—no backing out now. Steeling himself, Lv Xiucai bellowed into the dark,
“You petty evil, don’t push your luck! My master’s Li Huowang! Touch me, and he won’t let you off!”
His threat echoed through the room. Seeing no reaction, he calmed a fraction.
“Heh, what’s this? Nothing to it.”
Clenching his teeth, Lv Xiucai advanced into the room, copper coins raised in both hands.
After groping around, he realized this was a bedroom. But after searching high and low, he still hadn’t found Master Zhao’s precious son.
“This won’t do—it’s too dark. Need a lamp.”
He fumbled toward the table, where a fire striker sat beside the oil lamp.
As Lv Xiucai struck the flint repeatedly, sparks flew. Suddenly one landed on the oil-soaked wick, and whoosh—the lamp blazed to life.
Right then, Lv Xiucai caught sight of an extremely elongated, ghostly pale face staring back at him through the firelight.
“AAAAAHHH!!!”
(End of chapter)