Chapter 866: Chapter 503: Patricide and Filicide
Huangfu Qi spoke in a deep voice.
Chen Yuan glanced at the two, nodded slightly:
“Very good, I hope you remember this. If I return and need your service, and if there’s a mistake at that time, don’t blame me for turning against you.”
“Rest assured, sir.”
“Rest assured, sir!”
In the Heavenly Patrol Hall, Chen Yuan instructed a few more things before sending them off to prepare.
His purpose in doing so was naturally to prevent them from harboring any suspicions lest they ruin his major plans in the future!
After taking care of his concerns, Chen Yuan quietly left the Heavenly Patrol Bureau the next day, claiming to be in seclusion, known only to Huangfu Qi and Feng Jiuying.
Chen Yuan was going to investigate the ‘No-Life Sect demon’.
On this day, March 15, in the ninth year of Jin Jingtai, Chen Yuan departed from Liangzhou City.
This time his goal was the three-year ritual of the Barbarians Clan, likely to be held on April 1.
Based on the information Chen Yuan had, every year, the Barbarians Clan would hold a sacrificial ritual called the Spring Festival on the barren Northern Prairie.
The climate differs significantly from the Central Plains, where by March in the South, it’s already spring, but in the North, especially the prairie, it remains colder.
The Spring Festival would be postponed for a month.
Recalling Senior Moluo’s mention of the three-year ritual, Chen Yuan felt it was quite possible they’d coincide, though it was just his current speculation.
To truly understand the situation, he would need to delve deeper.
This was why Chen Yuan set off half a month in advance, giving himself some buffer time.
As the saying goes, only practice can bring true understanding.
Entering the prairie, Chen Yuan saw a landscape completely different from the Central Plains, with vast green grass and blue skies, indeed feeling quite refreshing.
However, he didn’t linger in admiration and quickly followed the map’s guidance towards the location of the ancient Royal Court.
During the journey, Chen Yuan stopped occasionally to deeply understand the differences between the Barbarians Clan and Central Plains, knowing that resolving external threats was part of his great ambitions.
Whether it was customs or cuisine, they were entirely different from the Central Plains, and here, Chen Yuan tasted some prairie foods, which were generally average to him.
At least that’s how he felt.
But, this was truly pure and natural, without pollution.
Unlike the world in his memory, where most of what was eaten was products of technology, he was fortunate to have a strong body to endure it repeatedly.
Yet, unbeknownst to Chen Yuan, someone was already watching him closely.
…
…
On a slightly elevated peak of the Northern Barbarian Prairie, Xiang Lingtian in a brocade robe sat cross-legged atop the mountain, slowly opening his eyes as he looked ahead.
His brows furrowed first, then he swiftly stood up, bowed to the void in front of him, and said:
“Lingtian greets the Clan Leader!”
Winter had not yet faded, a chilly breeze stirred Xiang Lingtian’s hair, and about three feet in front of him, the void slowly twisted and undulated.
A leg clad in black boots slowly emerged from the void, followed by most of a body, the figure wearing a long black robe that wrapped around the body.
His presence seemed to merge subtly with heaven and earth, yet also distinctively separate.
As if forming his own world.
The figure was exactly the same as the one previously seen inside the Beiliang military camp, the Royal Hall.
The very person unknown to Chen Yuan as his father by convenience, former Chu Crown Prince, Xiang Qianqiu!
“How is the matter progressing?”
Xiang Qianqiu’s voice resounded slowly, heavily, causing Xiang Lingtian to tense up immediately, replying quickly:
“To the Clan Leader, the matter is nearly complete, supervised by Linwu and others, while Lingtian incidentally discovered a treasure on the prairie,
and wishes to explore it.”
Facing the unfathomable Clan Leader, Xiang Lingtian dared not show the slightest disrespect, aware of how terrifying this person was, holding all the clout and power of the Xiang Family.
He was as commanding as an emperor within the Xiang Family, his word was law.
None of the other Xiang Family elders dared oppose him.
His future heir status was also appointed by this Clan Leader.
“No rush for this matter, I summoned you today for a new critical task.” Xiang Qianqiu said, hands behind his back as he gazed at Xiang Lingtian.
Xiang Lingtian raised his head and immediately said:
“Please instruct me, Clan Leader.”
“Your cultivation has reached the Heavenly Core Peak, hasn’t it?”
Xiang Qianqiu’s tone suddenly changed.
Though puzzled, Xiang Lingtian answered truthfully:
“The Clan Leader’s insight is astute, I indeed just stepped into the Heavenly Core Peak.”
“Very good, you are only a half-step away from Yang Transformation, truly not disappointing as one of Xiang Family’s descendants, inheriting the Grand Ancestor’s bloodline.” Xiang Qianqiu continued.
Xiang Lingtian was bewildered, not understanding the link between his cultivation and the task mentioned by the Clan Leader.
Before he could ask, Xiang Qianqiu slowly turned towards the boundless prairie, speaking calmly:
“With such cultivation, coupled with your innate power of Double Pupils, you are enough to rival the top three masters on the Fengyun List. I intend to amplify my support of you,
but certain old fogies in the clan always have various opinions, which is frustrating, so… you must prove yourself, show them that you are Xiang Family’s future.”
Xiang Lingtian’s eyes flickered, catching on to something.
“Please instruct me, Clan Leader.”
Xiang Qianqiu smirked:
“To prove yourself, now is a great opportunity.”
“What is it?”
“The Demon Sword Chen Yuan, who has shaken Jianghu, is currently in Liangzhou. I heard he disrupted your plan last time. Now I’m giving you a chance to kill him,
and extract his bloodline, placing it into this item.”
Xiang Qianqiu extended his hand, revealing a blood-colored bead the size of a baby’s fist.
“Bloodline?”
Xiang Lingtian’s brow furrowed, somewhat puzzled.
“Didn’t you wonder before why the Holy Blood Sky Pool within the Illusion Realm was damaged? Now I tell you, it’s because this person absorbed the Xiang Family’s bloodline from the Heavenly Pond!”