Chapter 111: Chapter 89: The Tang Family Heritage, Three Elder Ancestors_1
After Luo Qingshan’s cultivation breakthrough,
his strength indeed soared tremendously,
but likewise, the heart he had managed to calm over half a month,
once again, began to fluctuate up and down.
The voice that should have disappeared from his mind resurfaced once again.
His hands itched, intensely so.
He wanted to kill, to see blood.
He wanted to fully savor the fragrant scent of blood that spread upon a person’s death.
He wanted to witness the final expression of despair before a person’s demise.
He… was close to losing control.
“Patriarch Changfeng, I…”
“I feel like I can’t control myself anymore…”
Luo Qingshan’s eyes gradually turned blood-red, and the crimson aura billowing above his head,
now surged out at several times its normal intensity.
It shot up like a scarlet column of blood piercing the sky.
“Tsk…” Luo Changfeng, watching Luo Qingshan at his side, noting his current transformation, couldn’t help but smack his lips and mutter under his breath, “He still couldn’t control his inner self, could he? It seems this youngster Luo Qingshan still shouldn’t recklessly break through in his cultivation!”
After muttering to himself,
Luo Changfeng silently stood up,
approaching Luo Qingshan, whose cultivation had already reached the Viscera Refinement Initial Stage.
Seeing Luo Changfeng approaching,
Luo Qingshan instinctively wanted to dodge.
But under the absolute suppression of power, all of Luo Qingshan’s actions appeared to Luo Changfeng as if a video playing in slow motion by dozens of times.
Having no choice, Luo Changfeng could only knock the youngster out first.
Afterwards, he took out a white porcelain bottle from his storage bag.
From the bottle, he poured out a Yellow Grade inferior Calming Heart Pill.
He stuffed it into the mouth of the youngster Luo Qingshan.
“That should do it, right?”
Thinking this to himself, Luo Changfeng then gently laid Luo Qingshan flat on the ground.
He himself returned to sit under the Stone Pavilion,
silently lifting his head to gaze at the bright crescent moon in the sky,
all the while reflecting on the tranquility of the moment.
The next day, early morning.
The sky had not yet fully brightened,
and a slight fog enveloped the surroundings.
By then, Luo Qingshan had awoken from his unconscious state.
Luo Qingshan slightly furrowed his brows and couldn’t help but moan softly.
“How do you feel now?”
Not far away, under the Stone Pavilion,
the calm voice of Luo Changfeng gradually sounded.
“Now…,” Luo Qingshan slightly bowed his head, pondered for a moment, and then responded, “It seems much better now.”
“Patriarch Changfeng, did I lose control of myself yesterday?”
Luo Changfeng nodded and responded softly, “After your breakthrough, the situation was a bit worse than I expected, but thankfully, it’s still manageable for now…”
Hearing this, Luo Qingshan let out a somewhat helpless sigh.
After that, he found an open spot,
sat down cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.
It seemed he wanted to soothe his increasingly restless heart.
In Qingshi Town, within the Luo Family Ancestral Land,
Luo Ping, the current Family Head of the Luo Family,
was sitting in his usual place at the head seat, dealing with various affairs as usual.
And in the military camp outside Qingshi Town,
inside the apparently largest tent,
Luo Yong, the general whose cultivation had reached the Viscera Refinement Initial Realm,
was casually sitting on a recliner,
narrowing his eyes slightly as he listened to the incessant chatter of Tang Jian before him.
“Are you saying, the Xu Family caravan, that breeds the Mo Jade Kirins, will arrive in Huai Shui County in three days?”
“And that Xu Family caravan will also bring fifty new Mo Jade Kirins, continuing to trade with the Tang Family?”
Luo Yong asked in disbelief.
“That’s roughly the case,” confirmed Tang Jian confidently with a nod.
“Before you said the Tang Family caravan with a large supply of food went out to trade, and that was it.”
“Such a thing can be concluded by deductive reasoning from various aspects.”
“But now you’re telling me, the Xu Family caravan from Wan Shan Prefecture will bring fifty Mo Jade Kirins to Huai Shui County in three days.”
“How do you expect me to believe this?”
“Could it be that you really can calculate and predict?”
Luo Yong looked at Tang Jian before him, his eyes narrowing with deep skepticism.
Previously, Tang Jian indeed got it right once.
But this situation was entirely different.
Moreover, no matter how he looked at it,
Tang Jian was merely a cultivator at the Bone Refinement Refining Stage, far from being related to someone who could predict and calculate…
If a Blood Cultivation or even a Mortal Transcendence Realm cultivator said such things,
he might believe it a bit.
“Brother Luo, this time you really must believe me.”
“Think about it, when have I ever deceived you?”
“Besides, choosing to believe me has no downsides for you.”
After hearing this, Luo Yong involuntarily nodded silently and said, “You make some valid points, so… I might as well trust you once more.”
“If in three days, no one from the Xu Family comes, I’ll assume you never said these things.”
“But if the Xu Family really sends a caravan over,
“then from then on, I’ll truly believe your claim of being able to predict and calculate.”
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
But before they even saw the arrival of the Xu Family caravan,
they were greeted with another event that shocked the entire Huai Shui County.
Just this morning, while countless people were still asleep,