Chapter 95: Senior Brother, Became Half-Triplets
The carriage slowly approached and stopped in front of the gate of Jiang Mansion. Ye Anping pulled back the curtain of the carriage and handed a small pouch of spirit stones to the coachman. He leapt off the carriage first and turned to assist Pei Lianxue in getting down.
“Madam, be careful…” he cautioned.
“Mm…” Pei Lianxue nodded slightly. After a moment of hesitation, she softly uttered, “Thank you, husband.”
The two proceeded, stepping onto the stone steps in front of Jiang Mansion’s gate one after the other.
The old sweeper at the entrance, looking a bit aged, observed Ye Anping approaching. After scrutinising him for a while, his expression suddenly became determined upon noticing the jade pendant snatched from Jiang Yu hanging on Ye Anping’s waist.
“Young Master Jiang!” He exclaimed.
Ye Anping hesitated for a moment, trying to recall the name of the old man. However, he couldn’t remember, considering that the Dragon Slaying Society was merely a peripheral force in the Chilong Mansion incident.
Uncertainly, he inquired, “Uncle Lin?”
“Oh my! Young Master Jiang! It’s been seven or eight years. I didn’t expect you to remember this old servant still.” The old man approached and gently patted Ye Anping’s shoulder, wearing a smile. “I remember carrying you to buy candied haws when you were a child. You’ve grown so tall in the blink of an eye.”
Ye Anping, smiling, nodded. “I received a letter and rushed back immediately. My father…”
“The master was buried a month ago. Originally, we wanted to wait for your return before the burial. Alas, condolences,” the old man interrupted.
“Um…”
“Forgetful me! Young Master, please wait outside. The hall masters are in the main hall. I’ll call them out to welcome you,” the old man suggested.
Ye Anping knew the situation within the Dragon Slaying Club. After Jiang Tianfeng’s death, Hall Master Hua Qinyu aimed to take control, sidelining Jiang Yu.
In the game, Jiang Yu is a neglected young master who witnessed the BOSS battle between Feng Yudie and Li Feng, ending up crushed by a boulder. Uncertain about the current situation, Ye Anping waited outside. Hua Qinyu, the hall master, should be eliminated for the sake of the Dragon Slaying Society and his future convenience.
After a brief wait, a handyman emerged and anxiously said, “Young Master Jiang, Master Hua invites you in.”
“Shouldn’t she come to greet me?” Ye Anping wondered.
“This…” the handyman hesitated.
“Never mind, madam, let’s go,” Ye Anping sighed, gesturing to his junior sister with a glance. He lifted his trousers and stepped over the threshold.
Pei Lianxue nodded, retrieving her spiritual sword from the storage bag and hanging it by her side without a word.
“Um!”
Seeing this, the handyman was instantly filled with fear, but he didn’t dare to say anything. Instead, he hurriedly caught up and led the way.
Jiang Mansion was a grand residence with three courtyards and nine small courtyards. After walking nearly a hundred steps, Ye Anping and Pei Lianxue reached the main hall of Jiang Mansion.
Observing the hall full of people, Ye Anping immediately released his spiritual consciousness, confirming that the highest cultivation level was only in the middle stage of the foundation building, just as he remembered.
His gaze finally settled on Hua Qinyu, seated in the main position. Despite his initial smile, it faded when he noticed the black-clad man standing next to her.
Wasn’t that his sworn brother, Liang Zhu?
How did they meet here?
What a coincidence. It seemed like he might need to exert a bit more effort when dealing with Hua Qinyu later. Ye Anping hesitated at the entrance of the main hall for a moment. He then took out his spiritual sword from his storage bag, stepped over the threshold, and simultaneously raised the jade pendant at his waist with his left hand, displaying it for others to see.
The hall masters of the Dragon Slaying Society, witnessing Ye Anping draw his sword, were astonished. Several individuals quickly scanned him with their spiritual senses and were incredulous to find that he was only in the early stage of foundation building.
Hua Qinyu, looking at Ye Anping’s sword, felt uneasy and asked, “Master Jiang? What are you…”
“Clearinghouse!” Ye Anping declared.
With that, he pointed his spiritual sword directly at Hua Qinyu. His gaze shifted to Liang Zhu, standing beside her, carefully assessing his reaction.
The sight of Ye Anping taking such action left Liang Zhu feeling bewildered. The shop owner of the Seven Killing Sect, Jiang Ziya.
The young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect, Ye Anping. Now, another young master of the Dragon Slaying Society, Jiang Yu.
Were they half-siblings?
Liang Zhu’s gaze lingered on Ye Anping for a moment, and then he glanced at Pei Lianxue following behind him.
That girl had effortlessly slain two foundation-building cultivators when she had only completed Qi cultivation. Now, having reached the foundation-building stage, facing her with full strength might not guarantee victory. Moreover, with the half-sibling trio and a formidable figure behind them, he couldn’t afford to provoke them.
“…” Hua Qinyu regained her composure and quickly said, “Master Jiang, what do you mean by clearing the house?”
“You know very well,” Ye Anping responded.
Looking around at the confused hall masters, he hesitated for a moment. He continued, “Since my father’s passing, you’ve taken all the profitable activities of the association under your Seven Fragrances Hall. While you’ve enjoyed the comfort, what about the other hall masters?”
He then turned to one scar-faced individual, remarking, “Hall Master Chen, you were originally handling the cloth mill business in Duchun City. What about now?”
And to another scholarly-looking man on the other side, he inquired, “Hall Master Xu, you had three boats on the river, all manned by your comrades. What about now?”
…
Ye Anping addressed each one individually before looking back at Hua Qinyu and asking, “Father really misjudged you. He handed the livelihood of the Dragon Slaying Society to a greedy person like you! You seem to have completely forgotten the kindness my father showed you.”
Upon hearing these words, Hua Qinyu’s face turned pale. It was only now that she realised “Jiang Yu” wasn’t joking.
Since it had come to this, she gritted her teeth, preparing to speak.
But “Jiang Yu” softly called out, “Madam, take action.”
The black-haired girl standing behind him instantly flashed in front of Hua Qinyu. Her speed was so fast that it could rival the body-escape technique of a core-forming stage cultivator.
Hua Qinyu widened her eyes, “What?”
Ding—
The sound of striking metal rang out, and sparks bloomed an inch in front of her neck.
Liang Zhu, standing next to her, immediately pulled out a short sword from his storage bag and helped her block the attack.
“…”
Hua Qinyu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened, and she shouted, “You girl. There is a senior in the late stage of foundation building here. You are only in the early stage, and you dare to…”
Before she could finish her words, Pei Lianxue immediately changed the direction of her sword, swinging it towards Liang Zhu’s neck.
White light flashed, revealing six sword shadows in mid-air. However, it was not what Pei Lianxue had anticipated.
Clearly, her sword had not touched Liang Zhu yet, but he seemed to be knocked away by something, flying rapidly towards the wall on the side.
“Eh?”
Boom—
Liang Zhu crashed through the wall and flew out. Watching the cultivator in the late stage of the foundation building being sent flying by the little girl in front of her, Hua Qinyu’s angry expression once again turned to one of fear.
“What?”
Hearing her voice, Pei Lianxue also came back to her senses. She looked at Hua Qinyu with gentle eyes, raising the spiritual sword in her hand again.
Swish—
Blood splattered seven feet, leaving a vivid red mark on a calligraphy and painting hanging on the main hall wall.
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