Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Kidnapped!
Master Yun nodded:
“Yes.”
“Just a lowly ninth-rank arrest officer with re Blood Refining cultivation, yet he dares to stand up against us, the Liu Family. We’ll make sure he has no grave to be buried in. Let those people see, those who wish to swallow up the Liu Family will break their teeth in the process!”
Liu Shuanghe said with a cold voice.
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Leaving the County Governnt, Chen Yuan wandered aimlessly through the town with Wang Ping, his mind deep in thought about the Qi Fortune he had noticed on Liu Shuanghe earlier.
If he hadn’t been aware of it before, from the mont he saw Liu Shuanghe, Chen Yuan had begun to draw so connections. Those who bore Qi Fortune seed sohow mysteriously tied to his past.
Or, it might be better to describe it as a mutual attraction.
The hostility with Liu Ruoqing, leading to the ergence of soone like Liu Shuanghe who bore Qi Fortune—it couldn’t be unrelated. There were no such coincidences in the world.
Now thinking about it, the killing of Tie Shou, venturing to Ping’an Town to find Chen Ping’an, seed to have been driven by an unseen force, bringing him into encounters with those who were recipients of Qi Fortune in various ways!
Chen Yuan wondered, was it because of the Qi Fortune Altar, or did he himself also carry Qi Fortune?
If it was indeed Qi Fortune that he had, was it brought by his transmigration, or did ‘Chen Yuan’ himself possess it?
Seeing Chen Yuan seed sowhat distracted, Wang Ping moved closer and asked:
“Brother Yuan, what are you thinking about?”
“Nothing much…”
Chen Yuan shook his head. The question of the Qi Fortune Altar, he couldn’t figure it out for now, but it was certain that with opportunity ca danger, like with Liu Shuanghe.
Chen Yuan knew he carried Qi Fortune, but what could he do about it now?
As a Gang Condensation powerhouse, with his current strength, he was far from a match, let alone hoping to obtain Qi Fortune from him unless he sought help from an expert of the sa realm.
“No, wait… Brother Yuan, are you thinking about won?” joked Wang Ping with a suggestive waggle of his eyebrows.
When there were no outsiders around, the relationship between Wang Ping and Chen Yuan wasn’t so formal. Chen Yuan didn’t want to be tense all the ti, and having soone like Wang Ping to lighten the mood felt comfortable.
Within the whole of Ping’an County, if Chen Yuan felt closest to anyone, it was undoubtedly Wang Ping.
“Don’t make out to be like you, with nothing but won on my mind!” Chen Yuan muttered, glancing at Wang Ping.
“If a man isn’t thinking about won, surely he shouldn’t be thinking about n, right?”
Wang Ping retorted, pursing his lips.
“You sure have a lot of twisted reasons…”
“It’s not twisted reasoning. Besides… Brother Yuan, you didn’t use to be like this. Just a couple of months back, the two of us still…” Wang Ping said.
“That was in the past. I don’t have much interest in brothels anymore.”
Right now, Chen Yuan only thought about how to increase his strength and how to find more people endowed with Qi Fortune.
“So, Brother Yuan, what are you interested in?”
“Strength, power, wealth!”
He was just an ordinary man who yearned for greater strength, a higher status, and more wealth.
“Strength, power…”
Wang Ping looked at him and saw determination in his eyes.
“Don’t you want to possess the County Magistrate’s position? Don’t you envy it?” Chen Yuan asked in return.
“I do envy it…”
“So what’s the use of just envying? You need to take action!” Chen Yuan said with a serious tone.
After a long silence, Wang Ping spoke softly:
“As long as you can do it, Brother Yuan, that’s enough for . I’ve decided to stick with you.”
Chen Yuan looked at Wang Ping:
“Sotis, perhaps contentnt is a kind of happiness.”
“I’m quite content. In a few years, I’ll marry a beautiful wife and have a few children. That would be all I could ask for in life…” Wang Ping said with a simple-minded smile, stroking his head.
Chen Yuan shook his head; he didn’t quite agree with Wang Ping’s idea. A poor man shouldn’t marry a beauty, or he might end up like the next Wu Dalang.
“What about you, Brother Yuan? Even if you pursue martial arts and power, you can’t possibly never marry, right?”
Wang Ping actually wanted to persuade Chen Yuan a bit; Xiao Fang was really quite good—honest and not bad-looking, a virtuous wife indeed.
“I’m not too fond of all that lovey-dovey stuff…”
Chen Yuan said, his gaze turning a bit retrospective. The reason he had remained a bachelor for so many years in his previous life wasn’t that he lacked money, but because he had ceased to believe in love a long ti ago.
It all started when a friend set him up with a match, sending him a WeChat contact. Chen Yuan didn’t think much of it at the ti and just added her. The first thing he said was, “Hello, introduced by a mutual acquaintance.”
Pretty normal, right?
Then, she replied with, “Mutual acquaintance, eight hundred.”
From then on, Chen Yuan was transford!
Wang Ping looked at Chen Yuan and felt puzzled. How had Brother Yuan changed so much after just lying at ho for a while? Not only his mindset but even his strength had improved by leaps and bounds to a level he couldn’t even hope to reach.
“Alright, let’s go.”
Chen Yuan paused for a mont, exhaling a breath of turbid air, strolled around Ping’an County with Wang Ping for a while, and then returned ho to prepare for cultivation.
His current target was Liu Shuanghe, which ant he must possess matching strength. Although the gap was still vast, gaps were ant to be closed gradually.
With a total of ten Blood Essence Pills, Chen Yuan spent four hours refining most of them, using seven Blood Essence Pills as the price to complete the fifth Blood Refining.
Of course, with such a rapid increase in strength, Chen Yuan also endured great agony. Since the last ti, the process of Marrow Cleansing had begun to bring a slight pain.
This ti, with such a fast improvent, the pain was even more intense.
But Chen Yuan bore it all with an unchanged expression. To gain strength, one must have the endurance to withstand such pain.
Stripping off his drenched clothes, Chen Yuan changed into a set of black attire and put on a mask; he was going to head to the Tie Family’s residence under the cover of night.
While strolling around the county with Wang Ping earlier, Chen Yuan had spotted the previously agreed-upon secret signal.
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Tie Family.
Tie Qinghua sat calmly inside the room, with the door wide open. She took a sip from the teacup on the table and quietly awaited Chen Yuan’s arrival.
As moonlight spilled in front of the door and a cool breeze blew, Chen Yuan’s footsteps approached lightly, and with a ‘creak,’ the room door closed.
“What brought about this sudden ssage, has the elixir arrived?”
Tie Qinghua shook her head, speaking softly,
“The elixir was robbed!”
Chen Yuan furrowed his brows, giving Tie Qinghua a scrutinizing look,
“What did you say? The elixir was robbed?”
“Not just the elixir, so other goods of the Tie Family were also taken. The entire caravan was slaughtered. If I hadn’t felt sothing was amiss yesterday and sent people to investigate, I might still be in the dark…”
A trace of self-mockery appeared on Tie Qinghua’s face.
“Who did it?”
Chen Yuan’s expression was grim under the mask. Anyone who dared to rob his things was truly courting death!
Taking a deep breath, Tie Qinghua said,
“The cri scene was covered with horseshoe prints; if nothing unexpected, it should be the doing of horse bandits.”
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