I Have an Omen System

’Done. I have intelligence on two True Monarchs now. Just one more, and my mission will be complete!’

To Qin Xuan’s surprise, the Holy Sect had also given him an additional reward: 100 acres of Spiritual Fields!

The reward would be handed over once the great war ended.

’This bullshit Cultivation Realm war needs to end already. My 357 acres of Spiritual Fields...’

Qin Xuan was filled with longing, eager to return and inspect his territory.

Life was looking more and more promising.

As for why he hadn’t been seen for several years, the Holy Sect wouldn’t investigate.

Demon Sect spies who entered Daqian faced inherent and unpredictable dangers; some had even vanished for forty or fifty years without a trace.

Qin Xuan assumed Wang Zezhou’s appearance and returned to the Qixing Royal Family, his body hunched over.

He had expected a grand reception, but as soon as he stepped into the Wang Family’s residence, he heard a woman’s sharp cry.

"Who goes there? How dare you trespass on the Wang Family’s grounds!"

Qin Xuan took a closer look and saw a Yellow-robed Female Cultivator he had never seen before, holding a slender Silver Sword. She was at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer.

Although her looks were average, her figure was graceful and slender.

Her full, long legs were especially striking, appearing to be at least four feet long. Her ample chest rose and fell, and she was remarkably tall.

"Heh, you don’t recognize me?"

Qin Xuan chuckled lightly as immense True Essence erupted from his body.

BANG!

In that instant, sand and stones flew through the air.

A single pebble precisely struck the Female Cultivator’s wrist, which was gripping the slender Silver Sword.

"Ah!"

The Yellow-robed Female Cultivator cried out in pain, her face turning deathly pale as she collapsed to the ground.

Qin Xuan stepped forward, a mocking expression on his wrinkled, sallow old face. His murky eyes leered at the Yellow-robed Female Cultivator as his large hand roamed restlessly over her body, feeling her warm, soft, and supple skin.

"You... how dare you humiliate me! The Patriarch won’t let you get away with this!"

The Yellow-robed Female Cultivator’s face flushed so crimson it looked like it might bleed. If Qin Xuan hadn’t sealed her True Essence, she probably would have taken her own life on the spot.

"Such a fiery temper? Not bad, not bad. I like it. What’s your name?"

Qin Xuan flicked his finger.

With a CLANG, the slender Silver Sword beside the Yellow-robed Female Cultivator snapped in two.

"A Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator?"

The Yellow-robed Female Cultivator’s delicate body trembled, but she couldn’t conceal the horror deep in her eyes.

"Don’t even think I’ll tell you! So what if you’re a Foundation Establishment Cultivator? It’s not like the Patriarch hasn’t killed one before. Even in death, the Patriarch will avenge me!"

the Yellow-robed Female Cultivator said resolutely.

’A little interesting. I didn’t expect Runjiang to be so skilled at training women.’

Qin Xuan tucked one hand into his sleeve, Demonic Essence surging in his palm.

WHOOSH!

The aura of Yang Wood burst forth with vitality, and a cyan light began to circulate around his body.

Countless fine, cyan threads materialized out of thin air, instantly piercing the Yellow-robed Female Cultivator’s Divine Soul.

"You..."

The Yellow-robed Female Cultivator’s vision went black.

When she opened her eyes again, the stubbornness on her face was gone. Her eyes were downcast as she said timidly,

"This servant, Li Sizhu, greets you, Master."

"Mm," Qin Xuan grunted softly. "Take me to see Runjiang."

"As you command!"

Li Sizhu clung to Qin Xuan’s embrace, completely obedient.

Qin Xuan smacked his lips, feeling like something was missing.

"I preferred your stubbornness from before. Change back."

The Yellow-robed Female Cultivator looked bewildered.

The next moment, she shoved Qin Xuan away. She gnashed her teeth as if she had been defiled, desperately trying to escape his Demon Claw.

"Old bastard, I’ll kill you!"

Qin Xuan roared with laughter, entering the Wang Family’s residence with the unwilling Li Sizhu in his arms.

Along the way, he saw only unfamiliar faces.

The former clan elders of the Wang Family were all gone!

To prevent any more fools from getting in his way, Qin Xuan simply unleashed the full power of his Foundation Establishment Third Level Cultivation.

Some servants had intended to rush forward, but when they saw Qin Xuan forcibly holding their mistress—and realized he possessed a Foundation Establishment Cultivation—they were so terrified they immediately dropped to their knees, crying, "Senior, spare us!"

...

"Are you telling me this... thing on the ground, groveling for scraps like a pig or a dog, is Wang Runjiang?"

In the dungeon, Qin Xuan’s brows were tightly furrowed.

A moment ago, he had thought Wang Runjiang might have had a lucky breakthrough to Foundation Establishment.

But now, it seemed the Wang Family had undergone a massive change.

"Hmph, if that’s not Wang Runjiang, who else could it be... Old bastard, don’t think I’ll tell you anything just because you’ve sealed my True Essence."

Li Sizhu said, her voice filled with grief and indignation.

"Then who is the current Patriarch of the Qixing Royal Family, and what is his relationship to you?"

Li Sizhu’s face was crimson with shame. She held her head high, determined not to answer.

However, no matter what Qin Xuan asked, the words tumbled out of her mouth.

"It is Wang Lanfeng. He is also my husband. Three years ago, my husband successfully reached Foundation Establishment. When he returned from Youzhou Prefecture, he became the Patriarch of our Wang Family."

Qin Xuan continued, "Then what about the Wang Family’s ancestor, Wang Zezhou?"

"Wang Zezhou? His lifespan ran out, of course. He’s dead!"

Li Sizhu struggled and twisted in Qin Xuan’s arms, her ample bosom pressing against him in an astonishing curve.

"I see." Qin Xuan nodded slightly.

"You’re forbidden from calling Wang Lanfeng ’husband.’ You are to call him ’little beast.’ As for me... call me Master!"

Qin Xuan commanded, then asked, "Where is Wang Lanfeng now, and when will he return?"

"Don’t you dare..."

A fierce battle seemed to be raging in Li Sizhu’s mind, but the words tumbled out regardless.

"The little beast went to Youzhou Prefecture to sell Magical Artifacts. He’ll be back in three months... When he returns, I’ll make the little beast kill you, Master!"

Li Sizhu gnashed her teeth and spoke with resentment.

’So he went to Youzhou Prefecture to serve his Golden Sponsor,’ Qin Xuan realized.

After interrogating her for more information, he finally released the seal on Li Sizhu’s True Essence.

"Alright, go on back. Tidy up my old quarters for me. And don’t forget to come and attend to me tonight."

Li Sizhu glared at Qin Xuan with hatred, but her body walked out of the dungeon against her will.

...

「One month later.」

"Ancestor, you’ve finally returned!"

Wang Runjiang, his Divine Sense now clear, knelt on the ground and wailed.

"You don’t understand! Three years ago, ever since that little beast Wang Lanfeng achieved his Foundation Establishment, he’s been relying on his backer, Thick Earth Ascendant—a Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator—to purge all the clan elders."

"Even I fell victim to his treachery... If I hadn’t lied and told him I possessed a Life-saving Token from the Ape Ancestor that would alert the great Ape Ancestor himself upon my death, I would have already been sent to the Nether!"

Wang Runjiang cried, snot and tears streaming down his face.

’He’s clever, using the Cyan-arm Stone Ape as a bluff.’

In reality, Zhao Youliang had been inside Qin Xuan’s Black Flood Dragon Reverse Scale Space all along.

"What a tragedy for our family!"

Qin Xuan sighed and coughed several times into a white handkerchief. Bright red blood stained the cloth. He shook his head in disappointment, his entire being exuding an aura of impending death.

Wang Runjiang said, "Ancestor, please don’t get worked up. It’s not worth it, not for a beast like him."

"No! Even if it costs me the last few months of my life, I must eradicate this cancer from our family! The Wang Family cannot harbor a beast who has no respect for his elders!"

Qin Xuan’s eyes went wide with fury as he roared.

But before he could finish, he descended into another violent coughing fit, looking for all the world like a lamp about to run out of oil.

Beside him, Wang Runjiang sighed with great drama, but a flash of triumph glinted in the depths of his eyes.

...

「Two months later.」

Qin Xuan was still waiting for Wang Lanfeng’s return when he received some unexpected good news.

"Ancestor, a defeat! A crushing defeat!"

Wang Runjiang came running over, his expression grief-stricken, wailing as he approached.

"News from the front! The Blood Demon Sword Sect used despicable methods to slay three of the Cyan Cloud Sect’s Golden Core True Monarchs in a row on the battlefield! The war in the Cultivation Realm is going to end in the Cyan Cloud Sect’s defeat..."

"Our Great Qian Governor of Youzhou, Lord Wei Lengrong, was among the fallen! Clan Brother Runsheng is dead, too..."

"King Yaan, Xiao Dingjiang, will soon travel to the Blood Demon Sword Sect under imperial decree to preside over peace talks between the two sects!"

Qin Xuan was quite shocked.

He had a vague feeling that Wei Lengrong’s death might have something to do with him.

’I never expected the Cultivation Realm war, started by the Cyan Cloud Sect and the Blood Demon Sword Sect, would only last a mere ten years.’

Qin Xuan felt a distinct lack of interest.

’However, while this is bad news for Wang Zezhou, it’s fantastic news for me.’

’I can go back to the Holy Sect and be a landlord!’

...