Ch. 30
Chapter 30. He Fed a Divine Treasure to a Pet? His Martial God Father Flew into a Rage
In the early morning, the rising sun hung above the distant high-rises, casting down a bright and radiant light.
Jiang Yichen slept until he woke naturally today. When he checked the time, it was already past six.
It seemed that as both his body and mind relaxed, his biological clock was slowly readjusting itself.
A life of slacking off really was peaceful and carefree.
【Ding! Congratulations, Host. Your realm has reached the seventh stage of the fourth realm, and Bai Ze’s growth has reached 14%.】
The gains from his automatic AFK cultivation had arrived as well. What a wonderful start to the day.
If he could break through a minor stage every ten hours, then by the time the graduation assessment arrived, would he not be a fifth-realm Grandmaster?
At Huazhong University and the other universities, the strongest graduates were only fourth-realm Martial Masters. He would crush the entire field.
Stretching lazily, Jiang Yichen smiled as he went to wash up.
After freshening up and getting dressed, he came to the living room.
Just as usual, Su Linyu was sitting by the dining table, holding the lunchbox in both hands and glancing around as she waited.
The moment she saw him step out of his room, a brilliant smile immediately blossomed across her face.
“Good morning, Brother Yichen. Brother Yichen looks especially handsome today~” Su Linyu praised him with a playful tone.
Jiang Yichen could not help smiling. He sat down and began eating the breakfast she had made with her own hands. As always, it suited his tastes perfectly.
Su Linyu cupped her cheeks, her crossed feet swaying back and forth as she pulled out a large cloth bag from beside her.
“Brother Yichen, didn’t you say yesterday that you wanted to go fishing? I prepared fishing rods, bait, and everything else for you. I didn’t know which kind you liked, so I bought them all.”
“And also...”
She took out a map, set it in front of him, and pointed to several rivers circled in red.
“I made a guide overnight, went to inspect the sites myself, and analyzed the fishing conditions. These three places have lots of fish and a good variety of species. Brother Yichen, where shall we go?”
At the sight of this, Jiang Yichen could not help going still. His gaze fell on the faint dark circles under Su Linyu’s eyes.
He had only mentioned it casually, yet this girl had bought fishing equipment overnight and even gone to inspect the fishing spots herself?
Jiang Yichen was completely won over. Not wanting to waste all the effort she had put in, he pointed to one of the three rivers, Clearscale River.
“All right. We’ll go wherever Brother Yichen says.” Su Linyu did not object in the slightest and agreed at once.
After breakfast, Jiang Yichen looked at the villa, which was still under construction, and nodded slightly.
“Uncle Feng, we’re going fishing today. Keep an eye on the construction for me.”
The moment Uncle Feng heard that, his face, already worn with age, stiffened slightly, but he still nodded. “Understood, Young Master. I wish... the two of you a pleasant time.”
There was none of his usual nagging today. Only helplessness flickered in his eyes.
Jiang Yichen paid it no mind. He handed Su Linyu a sixth-rank teleportation talisman, and the two of them vanished from where they stood the moment they activated their Spiritual Energy.
This was far more convenient than a car.
Looking at the place where the Young Master had disappeared, Uncle Feng let out a long sigh. “Young Master, when will you finally grow up?”
Yesterday, he had spent more than thirty billion on useless services, saying he wanted to slack off.
And today, instead of cultivating properly, he had gone fishing.
The graduation assessment was the day after tomorrow. If he failed, the family would surely abandon him.
And now he had even taken Miss Su, who possessed an SSS-grade martial talent, out to play with him. If the Su family found out, breaking off the engagement would be inevitable.
Uncle Feng was full of worry, but he had no way to deal with the Young Master. In the end, he could only sit helplessly on a nearby bench and stew in his own anxiety.
About an hour later, the sun had fully risen when a bodyguard suddenly walked over.
“Butler Feng, the Master, Young Master Chu, and Second Young Master Tang are at the gate. They said they came to see the Young Master.”
The moment Uncle Feng heard that, his expression changed at once. He hurriedly adjusted his face and quickly made his way to the villa gates.
“Master, Young Master Chu, Second Young Master Tang.”
At the entrance of the villa, Uncle Feng bowed respectfully to the three men.
But Jiang Zhentian wore a severe expression. He glanced behind Uncle Feng and asked, “Where is Jiang Yichen? Xiao Chu and Xiao Tang came specially today to help guide his cultivation, and he is not even coming out personally to receive them?!”
Uncle Feng looked toward Chu Xingchen, with the sword hanging at his waist and his righteous bearing, and then toward Tang Long, who had grown somewhat plump and wore an affable smile. A troubled expression appeared on his face.
“Master, the Young Master... is not here.”
Hmm?
Jiang Zhentian frowned. “Where did he go?”
“...He took Miss Su fishing,” Uncle Feng said, his voice trembling slightly.
“That worthless brat!”
The moment Jiang Zhentian heard that, he flew into a rage. A surge of Spiritual Energy burst out from his body and blasted the villa gates off their hinges, sending out a shower of blinding sparks.
“The graduation assessment is the day after tomorrow, and he still has the mood to go fishing? Utterly disgraceful!”
He had thought Jiang Yichen had changed a little after the graduation ceremony, but it turned out that his nature was still impossible to alter.
If the Jiang family lost the Su family as an ally now, trouble would come from within and without.
Yet instead of cultivating diligently, striving to achieve a good result in the graduation assessment, and winning Su Zhan’s approval, that boy had gone off fishing.
He was truly beyond saving.
“Master, the Young Master has no intention of stepping onto the Martial Dao. There is nothing I can do about it either,” Uncle Feng said with a sigh.
Jiang Zhentian’s face was filled with anger. He let out a cold snort. “Then take back the Jade Nectar. Giving it to him is only a waste.”
“Uh... Master, the Young Master used the Jade Nectar to... feed his pet,” Uncle Feng said uneasily.
What?!
For a moment, Jiang Zhentian nearly failed to draw breath. He stood rooted in place, stunned.
That was a priceless divine treasure he had fought for with his life inside the Kunlun Ruins. It was even said to help a martial artist break past the Martial God realm.
And that worthless son had used it to feed a pet...
Jiang Zhentian was so enraged that he clutched his chest and staggered back a step.
Uncle Feng hurried over to support him. “Master, are you all right?”
By this point, Jiang Zhentian no longer even knew what to say. The tiny spark of hope that had been born at the graduation ceremony was now utterly extinguished.
Standing to one side, Chu Xingchen and Tang Long could only sigh at Jiang Yichen’s absurd conduct as well.
With the graduation assessment so close at hand, not only had he gone off fishing and idling about, he had even fed the Jade Nectar to a pet.
What a shocking waste of a heavenly treasure.
As sons of great families, they had naturally heard of the Jade Nectar. It was a divine treasure that had emerged not long ago when the Kunlun Ruins opened.
It could instantly awaken the martial talent of someone who had never awakened one before, and could also allow a person to break through realms in a short span of time.
It was something countless people dreamed of yet could never obtain.
The two of them could not help shaking their heads. They had come today out of old friendship, and because of the change Jiang Yichen had shown at the graduation ceremony.
They had intended to guide his cultivation and help him strive for a passing grade in the assessment.
But now it seemed...
Jiang Yichen was still the same Jiang Yichen, neglecting all proper pursuits.
“That unfilial brat! That unfilial brat!”
Jiang Zhentian was breathing hard with anger. After letting out a disappointed sigh, he looked at the villa that was still being renovated and asked weakly, “What are all these people doing?”
Uncle Feng hesitated for a moment, then answered truthfully, “The Young Master said he wanted to slack off, so he spent more than thirty billion to renovate the villa...”
Jiang Zhentian, Chu Xingchen, and Tang Long all froze where they stood after hearing Uncle Feng tell them everything in full.
More than thirty billion!
That was equivalent to half a month of profit for the Jiang family. No wonder the Jiang Group had run into a financial crisis some time ago.
So it had all been squandered by Jiang Yichen on indulgence, comfort, and a life of slacking off.
“That worthless fool!” Jiang Zhentian was completely enraged now. He snapped, “Old Feng, when that brat comes back, tell him this.”
“He is not worthy of the position of heir to the Jiang family. After the graduation assessment, I will personally announce at the family council that his status as heir is revoked.”
Uncle Feng was startled. “Master, that would be inappropriate—”
“There is no need to say any more. My nephew Jiang Feng has entered seclusion and is cultivating bitterly, all so he can achieve a good result in the graduation assessment and break through to the third stage of the fourth realm.”
“But this worthless boy has abandoned the proper path. He squanders money and chases pleasure. He is utterly incomparable to the diligent and ambitious Jiang Feng.”
“He is finished. From now on, let him fend for himself. I, Jiang Zhentian, do not have such a son.”
After throwing out those final words, Jiang Zhentian got into the car and drove away without even turning his head.
Chu Xingchen and Tang Long exchanged a glance, their faces full of helplessness.
“Uncle Feng, since Jiang Yichen has no intention of cultivating and is content to sink into decadence, we’ll be leaving as well.”
Chu Xingchen shook his head and turned away.
Tang Long lowered his head with a sigh and followed after him.
Uncle Feng’s face seemed to age even further.
Once the Young Master’s status as heir was revoked, he would no longer receive any help from the family at all.
He would become, in effect, a child cast aside.
Alas... What was to be done now?