The Huang Clan and the Liu Clan’s cultivators kept rushing in, and they were startled to see that Huang Hao had been held hostage.
Five minutes later, a middle-aged man dressed in a fluttering black robe walked with a huge entourage. He clasped his fist and greeted Fang Chen with a warm smile, “Daoist, I am the Huang Clan’s patriarch, Huang Lingyue. I’m not sure how my unworthy son has offended you, but could we sit down and talk things over?”
“There’s no need for that. I’ll spare him once I receive my lotus seed,” Fang Chen replied.
Huang Lingyue’s face twitched. He coldly eyed Manager Huang, and his sharp eyes made Manager Huang’s heart turn cold.
All the Huang Clansmen knew that Huang Lingyue’s gentle exterior was a facade; he was an extremely violent man. On top of that, he was half a foot into Foundation Establishment.
“Father, save me!” Huang Hao shouted.
Huang Lingyue looked at his son before he turned back to Fang Chen and smiled. “Daoist, if what you seek is the Jadegreen Lotus Seed, I’ll give one to you. Please don’t harm my son. He is the only son I have.”
“That’s good. You don’t have to do anything. Once the Jadegreen Lotus ripens, I’ll take a lotus seed and leave. Your son will be fine.”
“All right. The Jadegreen Lotus will be ripening in a few days’ time. I’ll wait here with you.”
“Patriarch, he seems to be a sword cultivator,” Manager Huang warned Huang Lingyue through telepathy.
“Investigate his whereabouts now! I want to know who sent him here to cause a ruckus in our Huang Clan!” Huang Lingyue replied telepathically with a cold face.
Manager Huang nodded before discreetly backing off.
Two hours later, the Liu Clan’s patriarch arrived too. He exchanged words with Huang Lingyue before taking a deep look at Fang Chen, but he didn’t bother greeting him.
Days passed in a flash.
Amidst a tense atmosphere, when the morning rays emerged from the horizon, the Jadegreen Lotus suddenly began to move. A huge stream of spirit ki gushed in from the surroundings, and the Jadegreen Lotus began emanating a faint green glow. It had ripened!
A total of four seeds shot out and rotated above the Jadegreen Lotus.
Huang Lingyue stood up and looked at Fang Chen. “Daoist, the Jadegreen Lotus has bear fruit. I’ll give one to you right now.”
WIth a wave of his sleeves, he drew a lotus seed over to Fang Chen.
Fang Chen handed the lotus seed to Liu Mu and said, “Eat it. Let’s see if it works.”
The crowd was astounded. They had thought that Fang Chen wanted the lotus seed for himself, but he gave it to the fellow cloaked in black beside him instead.
“That person’s stench… reminds me of medicine boys. A malevolent cultivator must have used him to nurture poison. The Jadegreen Lotus is known for its ability to purge many poisons. That must have been the reason he sought the Jadegreen Lotus Seed!”
The crowd muttered among themselves.
Huang Lingyue and the Liu Clan’s patriarch looked at Liu Mu,
Liu Mu didn’t hesitate to swallow the lotus seed upon receiving it.
The lotus seed released a surge of pure spirit ki that circulated within Liu Mu’s body. This surge of spirit ki had the effect of purging poison, such that Liu Mu’s tumors began disappearing at a visible pace.
The biggest tumor on his back started to contract, squirting bits of green juices in the meantime. Not even the herbal fragrance of the herb fields could conceal the stench,
Some of the cultivators clasped their noses and mouths, feeling disgusted by the sight.
“It does work.” Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Two hours later, Liu Mu’s condition stabilized. The effects of the lotus seed had worn off, but there were still some tumors on him. The largest tumor on his back had only contracted by half, which showed how potent the poison he was nurturing.
“One isn’t enough. Give me another one,” Fang Chen told Huang Lingyue.
“You aren’t holding your promise!” Huang Hao glared at Fang Chen.
Huang Lingyue’s face darkened, and his smile turned cold. “Daoist, you shouldn’t push your luck. I have fulfilled my end of my promise by giving you a lotus seed. It’s time for you to fulfill your promise.”
“When did I say I’d only take one?” Fang Chen smiled. “Give me the remaining three lotus seeds too, and I’ll free your son.”
“What nonsense are you spouting?! Two of the lotus seeds belong to our Liu Clan!” the younger Liu Clan’s cultivators roared.
One of their faces looked particularly dark. He was likely the one bestowed with those two seeds. If Fang Chen were to take those seeds, he would have to wait another five years before getting them!
“Aren’t you going too far? You came to our Liu Clan and Huang Clan’s turf and kidnapped Huang Hao, and now you want to take all four lotus seeds too? Brother Huang is already being magnanimous by giving one to you. You shouldn’t get too greedy,” the Liu Clan’s patriarch said.
“Shall we take a guess? Do you think my sword is faster, or your barrier is thicker?” Fang Chen smiled.
The Liu Clan’s patriarch was so infuriated that he burst into laughter. “Hahaha! Give it a try then. I’ll be standing right here!”
Little sword pierced through the chest of the Liu Clan’s patriarch before instantaneously returning to Huang Hao’s side. Huang Hao had only felt a breeze before the Liu Clan’s patriarch crumbled to the floor.
The crowd gasped in shock. They looked at Fang Chen with fearful eyes.
“Aren’t sword cultivators too terrifying? With his offensive prowess, no Ki Refinement cultivator could possibly be a match for him!”
“Unless the Foundation Establishment old ancestors make a move…”
“Brother Liu?!” Huang Lingyue stared at the Liu Clan’s patriarch in shock.
“I-I’ll survive… Give the lotus seeds to him…” The Liu Clan’s patriarch clutched his chest as someone Keep reading on NovelHub - where stories come alive!
Fear could be seen reflected in his eyes. Sword cultivators are as terrifying as their reputation puts them out to be. Even a twelfth stage Ki Refinement cultivator like me was helpless.
Huang Lingyue hesitated, but soon, he waved his sleeves and passed the remaining three lotus seeds to Fang Chen.
“Have another one.” Fang Chen tossed one to Liu Mu.
This lotus seed purged all of Liu Mu’s poison. The tumors covering his body had finally vanished. He pulled off his black cloak and looked at Fang Chen in agitation. Tears wouldn’t stop streaming from his eyes.
“All right, stop crying.” Fang Chen smiled. “Let’s go.”
Little sword fused into his body. Fang Chen grabbed Liu Mu and soared into the sky, vanishing in an instant.
Huang Hao collapsed to the ground and gasped for air. He was no longer at death’s door.
“Patriarch, should we give chase?” a Huang Clan’s cultivator asked.
“Don’t bother. We’ll deal with this after our old ancestor comes out of his seclusion training.” Huang Lingyue looked at the sky with an awful complexion before addressing the surrounding cultivators, “I don’t wish to hear any rumors about this matter.”
“Rest assured, Patriarch Huang. Our lips are sealed,” the crowd quickly replied.
Huang Lingyue nodded. He turned to the Liu Clan’s patriarch and asked, “Brother Liu, how are your injuries?”
“I’m fine. It wasn’t a fatal attack,” the Liu Clan’s patriarch replied bitterly.
“Patriarch, I have found his background!” Manager Huang rushed over with a few fearful cultivators following him.
He was stunned when he saw that Fang Chen was nowhere to be seen.