311: Chapter 246 311: Chapter 246 Bringing Jiang Tang here for a visit allowed him to discover that all the men training here were bare-chested.
As they had just entered the courtyard, a beautiful woman came out of the kitchen and, seeing Yan Weiwei, ran over excitedly, meanwhile others would casually say:
“Miss, you’ve finally returned, after so many days out, I thought you didn’t want me anymore!”
“How could that be?
I was just held up by some matters.”
“Miss, I heard that your competition was canceled, is that true?”
“Didn’t I tell you not to go out?
How did you learn about this?”
“I heard about it when I went to get some items; the whole Immortal Sect knows by now.
There were terrorists who damaged the environment so you couldn’t hold the competition.
I was so worried about you, Miss.”
“I’m fine!
Here I am, back, aren’t I?
Let me introduce someone to you.” Yan Weiwei glanced at Jiang Tang and saw him staring intently at their conversation.
“This is…” Cai Xiangxiang felt the man before her seemed familiar, but his skin was much better, and she couldn’t reconcile the image in her head with the person before her.
“He is Jiang Tang, the very same Jiang Tang you said had died?”
“Jiang Tang?
He’s Jiang Tang?”
Cai Xiangxiang looked at the man before her, Jiang Tang, who did indeed somewhat resemble his former self, though his skin was much paler and he seemed taller.
The most noticeable difference was that this man’s cultivation was far superior to Jiang Tang’s.
“Hi, Cai Xiangxiang, we meet again.
Genuine as ever, I am Jiang Tang.” Jiang Tang waved at Cai Xiangxiang with a childish gesture.
Jiang Tang’s gaze fell upon Cai Xiangxiang, who had donned the Servant Disciple uniform of the Sect.
Compared to when she wore red, she now exuded even more of an ethereal charm.
Perhaps it was due to practicing the cultivation technique taught to her by Yan Weiwei, she seemed less coquettish yet was still unmistakably beautiful.
She and Yan Weiwei each had their own merits, this beautiful woman staring intently at him.
But then, coming to her senses, notwithstanding the impropriety of men and women touching, she grabbed Jiang Tang’s large hand.
Upon realizing the truth, Cai Xiangxiang became visibly emotional, her feelings overwhelmed her as she looked at Jiang Tang and tearfully exclaimed, “Jiang Tang, are you really Jiang Tang?
I thought you had died, and I’ve been blaming myself night and day.
It’s great that you’re alive!”
Cai Xiangxiang had been harboring a deep sense of guilt, believing she had caused the death of an innocent man who had died for her.
Since Jiang Tang’s death was confirmed, she started crying in public.
Later, she buried this sorrow deep in her heart, knowing she was now reliant on others and that her enemies had been vigilant, aware that her former master was searching for her.
The family of her enemy would seek her out again, and while she still lacked the strength to fend for herself, wholly dependent on the Sect’s protection, any misstep would trouble Yan Weiwei.
As a commoner like Yan Weiwei, who had gone to great lengths to help her, she couldn’t afford to become a burden to her mistress, so she kept her feelings of guilt buried within.
Seeing Jiang Tang today, resurrected from the dead and utterly transformed, was astonishing.
If Yan Weiwei hadn’t told her that this was Jiang Tang, she would have thought he might be Jiang Tang’s brother or someone who just resembled him.
“Indeed, it feels good to have died and come back to life; it’s quite the sensation.”
“Jiang Tang, you’ve changed so much.
How did you achieve such a high level of cultivation in just one or two months?
It’s truly miraculous!”
As a female cultivator, Cai Xiangxiang also wanted to become strong and self-reliant without the need for protection and to be a formidable cultivator.
But becoming strong isn’t just about diligent cultivation; one often needs opportunities and resources.
“It was a blessing in disguise!
I was beaten into Hell and then gained a cultivation technique from King Yama, and my cultivation soared.”
Jiang Tang spoke half-truthfully, for he had fallen into a Magical Treasure called Hell Palace, which was, in a way, the palace of King Yama.
“Really?
Is there a King Yama?
Did King Yama teach you the cultivation technique?” Cai Xiangxiang had been taken in as a disciple by her master at a young age, and as a cultivator, she didn’t understand much about ghosts and deities.
Every time she saw her master perform rites, it genuinely seemed as though he could summon Immortals, and he explained that he was sending the souls into Hell for reincarnation.
She had always believed it to be true, thinking of her master as a good person, a Taoist who conducted rites for the sake of all beings and helped ferry souls to salvation.
“I was just joking, I don’t know if King Yama exists, but I really did have some incredible encounters.
These experiences are truly indescribable with words, but there is one thing I can use to prove to you that I am Jiang Tang.
However, in that place, I also saw Huang Chen and your master, your brothers and sisters in the sect—they were still committing atrocities somewhere.”
“My master?
Did you meet them?
Wasn’t my senior brother dead?”
“Yes, they have become Ghost Cultivators.
Only your master is still alive, continuing to do evil.
Recently, he even plotted a plague.
I have suspected for several years now that many of the past plagues were his doing because the Ghost Cultivators involved were all taken in by him.”
“Jiang Tang, you must stop him from doing evil.
Those who become Ghost Cultivators never do anything good.”
“Yes, I have already figured out a way to restrain them.
They can’t escape, and for now, they can’t go out and cause harm, but I haven’t eliminated them yet.”
Yan Weiwei, who was listening to their conversation, became enraged upon hearing about Cai Xiangxiang’s master causing plagues and harming others, and said:
“Such people deserve to be wiped from existence.
Jiang Tang, you cannot let them go.”
“Don’t worry, senior sister, I have my ways.
This Taoist caused the death of my entire village and the neighboring villages as well.
He is my enemy.
How could I possibly let him go?”
Jiang Tang recalled the days before he entered the Immortal Sect, those days without food.
His parents, to keep him alive and fed, were willing to eat rats, rats which had eaten poison, and ended up killing his parents.
The entire village, and several neighboring villages, all suffered the same fate.
Jiang Tang still remembered those days of hunger, etched deeply into his memory.
Later, after entering the Immortal Sect as a Servant Disciple, he had inherited a different soul.
When he, a modern person unaccustomed to hunger, entered this body, the deep memories remained buried within.
In the modern world, with air conditioning and modern facilities, coming to the Cultivation World as a Servant Disciple, without any spells, those times were truly difficult to endure.
Having never done any heavy labor before, he toiled to the point of exhaustion every day, just to survive.
Jiang Tang, upon hearing Cai Xiangxiang’s words, was abruptly reminded of the past.
These memories flashed through his mind in an instant.
“Miss, you and Jiang Tang have come back.
Please, go inside and sit down for some tea.
I will prepare lunch for you.”
After her initial joy, Cai Xiangxiang remembered that she had guests to attend to.
Her current role was that of a cook, and she hadn’t done much cooking while Yan Weiwei was away, sometimes skipping meals.
Today was different.
In celebration, she wanted to make a feast, and Jiang Tang’s arrival had untied the knots in her heart.
Jiang Tang, the handsome and unrestrained man, suddenly appeared before her, making her feel as though she was being treated kindly by the heavens.
Yan Weiwei and Jiang Tang went inside.
Jiang Tang sat down on a cushion and began to brew his own tea on the small table for Yan Weiwei.
In the kitchen, Cai Xiangxiang was so happy she forgot to serve them tea and prepare their grand meal to the tune of Hangzhou folk music.
Cai Xiangxiang only knew she was very happy, but she was unaware that her face showed the tender feelings of a young girl.
When she had fallen for Jiang Tang, she herself did not know.
Cai Xiangxiang prepared the best second-grade Demonic Beast beef and first-grade Demonic Beast roast lamb, along with fragrant white rice.
These ingredients had been collected from the sect recently.
With Yan Weiwei absent, she had been reluctant to use them, but today they were perfect for the occasion.
It was said that these Demonic Beasts were part of missions assigned by the Mission Hall, and someone had taken on the task to slay the beasts and then returned to claim their reward.
As a former elite disciple of the sect, Cai Xiangxiang had never undertaken such missions, even though she was with an ordinary sect.
But with her master’s tricks, the endless wealth, and the presence of her senior brother Huang Chen, she really hadn’t suffered much hardship.
However, the thought of her master using her as a Cauldron made her feel disgusted.
Inside the room, Jiang Tang faced Yan Weiwei as they sat.
A pot of tea had already been brewed for them.
Jiang Tang poured a cup for his senior sister and also had a cup himself.
“Junior brother Jiang Tang, I can never have enough of your tea.
It’s so much better than any tea I have here.”
Yan Weiwei sniffed the aroma of the tea and then took a sip.
She felt a surge of strong Spiritual Energy enter her body.