Chapter 652 - 652 Revised 24 A Helping Hand
652: Revised: Chapter 24 A Helping Hand 652: Revised: Chapter 24 A Helping Hand The Great Chu Imperial City, a secluded courtyard.
The Second Young Master of the Qin Family, dressed in white, pushed the door open and stepped into the courtyard.
The starlight cascading down like a waterfall illuminated his snow-white attire.
Qin Qianlian walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, looking at the withered and decaying trees and plants in the courtyard, a faint disdain reflected in his indifferent expression.
Finally, he stopped in the center of the courtyard.
Qin Qianlian’s gaze crossed over the railing, looking towards the dark corner at the end of the corridor in the mansion.
“Though you stole the ‘Yin Yang Mirror’ and were expelled from the sect,”
“According to the rules, when we meet now, I should still call you Senior Brother.”
“…”
The dark corner remained silent, without any response.
“Senior Brother Yan.”
Qin Qianlian coldly said, “You have nowhere to go.
My useless younger brother is willing to take you in, but that doesn’t mean the Qin Family is willing to keep you forever.”
“Oh?
Could it be that the Qin Family Master ordered for my expulsion from the Imperial City?”
In the glow of the flowing light, a frail and hunched figure leaning on a cane slowly appeared on the mansion wall.
Black mist swirled around.
The disciples who emerged from the Taoist cultivation usually had an immortal-like aura.
Seeing the eerie dark miasma emanating from Yan Xie, Qin Qianlian did not hide his disgust in his eyes at all.
“This past year, I have done much for the Qin Mansion.”
Yan Xie said gently, “Now, during these tumultuous times, with the great calamity upon us, expelling me may not be a wise decision.”
“This was not the Family Master’s decision.”
Qin Qianlian’s face was expressionless as he said, “It is I who wish to expel you from the Imperial City.”
“I see…”
Yan Xie smiled and said, “It might not be appropriate for the Second Young Master to interfere in this matter, don’t you think?”
“Wanyang is unruly and lacks discipline, but he is still my younger brother…”
Qin Qianlian said each word clearly, “He died in the Northern Hunt, and you, his ‘teacher,’ cannot escape blame.”
“The one who owes is the one to whom the debt is repayable.”
Yan Xie sighed and lightly tapped the ground with his cane, “If the Second Young Master truly wishes to settle accounts…
then it should be with him.”
Boom!
The pitch-black miasma surged out, transforming into a fog in mid-air, within which a figure in black robes was reflected.
“Xie Zhen?”
Qin Qianlian glanced at the figure in the fog and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Though he had been in seclusion in Longevity House, away from the world, he had heard of the notable name of “Xie Zhen” from Da Sui Sword Palace several times this past year.
In that previous Northern Hunt Tribulation,
many geniuses perished.
Qin Wanyang, Xie Sheng, Fang Hang.
Even Taishang Pavilion Master Li Chen next door, because of Fang Hang’s death, was almost ready to risk his life to fight Xie Zhen…
but was eventually suppressed.
“I am aware of this person.”
Qin Qianlian said hauntingly, “Xie Xuanyi’s disciple, the new master of Xuanshui Cave Heaven…
You are saying Qin Wanyang was killed by him?
Do you have proof?”
Yan Xie shook his head.
“Without concrete evidence, how can you make such a claim?”
Qin Qianlian sneered, “Senior Brother Yan, do you take me for a fool?”
“The divination technique of fate is not exclusive to the Book Tower.”
Yan Xie solemnly said, “If the Second Young Master sincerely wishes to find who killed Qin Wanyang…
I can only tell you, it was Xie Zhen.
Beyond that, I cannot say more.”
“Calling you Senior Brother, and you really think of yourself as such?”
Qin Qianlian mocked, “After the Northern Hunt, my father even went to consult Yan Xin for a divination, yet it did not reveal the true culprit.
Why should I believe you?”
“The Second Young Master’s consideration is reasonable.”
Yan Xie did not get angry but smiled, “After all, this is our first meeting…
Trust takes time.”
“You don’t have that much time.”
Qin Qianlian coldly said, “Now, immediately, get out of the Imperial City.”
Yan Xie stood still, not moving an inch.
In the next instant,
The entire mansion was illuminated by thunder light.
Qin Qianlian’s snow-white clothes glowed with countless fine lightnings, a flurry of Taoist talismans flew up like white snow.
The Second Young Master of the Qin Family took a step forward, the entire mansion was enveloped in snow-white thunder light, turning into an overturned large bowl.
“Boom!”
Amidst the thunderous roar,
Qin Qianlian’s figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already within the dark shadow like an ink blot.
He placed a palm towards Yan Xie’s head.
Immortal’s Hand of Blessing.
This technique in the Taoist sect was primarily used to impart “heart thoughts,” or bestow “fortunate fates.” The divine soul and will of the spellcaster would burst forth together…
If used to kill, the intention of the technique would be entirely different, devoid of gentleness, replaced by the thunderous killing intent.
A mere gentle touch could shatter one’s Heart Lake.
But before Qin Qianlian’s palm could touch Yan Xie’s head –
The hunchbacked old man suddenly collapsed.
Qin Qianlian furrowed his brows tightly.
Countless thunder lights surged, tearing apart the shadow, turning most of the courtyard into daylight.
Though there were still black dark spots, Qin Qianlian slowly turned his head.
He saw in the shadows under the eaves of the mansion behind him, “Yan Xie’s” figure emerged from the ground inch by inch like ink, but this time it was no longer hunched and frail.
Instead, he appeared much younger and more upright, pressing the cane straight into the ground, exuding a sharp aura.
“Junior Brother Qin, not bad skills.”
Yan Xie said gently, “I heard from the Master that you will soon succeed as the Pavilion Master of Longevity House.
Junior Brother really does have the qualifications.”
“It’s not your place to evaluate me.”
Qin Qianlian turned around and smirked lowly, “So you are not a dying frail man after all.
I was worried I might have used too much force and killed you with that strike.”
“Junior Brother Qin, you are still too young and think too simply of people.”
Yan Xie lowered his head, looking at the black robe emitting miasma.
He smiled, “I appeared to you in that form because most people wish me to be sick, weak, frail like a ghost, barely surviving today and not seeing tomorrow…
The prejudice in people’s hearts is a mountain.
I do this to fulfill their wishes, and also yours.”
“…”
Qin Qianlian laughed coldly, “If you truly wanted to fulfill my wish, you would leave the Imperial City tonight!”
“That…
I cannot do.”
Yan Xie sighed softly.
He calmly looked at his Junior Brother in front of him and said gently, “Many wish for my death, and many wish for me to live.
Likewise, many wish for me to leave, and many wish for me to stay.
Junior Brother Qin…
you cannot drive me away.”
“Is that so?”
Qin Qianlian remained unmoved as the thunder light of the entire mansion roared once more——
Just as he was about to make another move.
The Communication Token at his waist suddenly trembled.
Qin Qianlian lowered his gaze and froze.
It was not just a sudden message…
That would not be enough to stop Qin Qianlian.
However.
After the first tremor, the Communication Token trembled again, and then again.
One message after another entered his Heart Lake.
Everyone sending messages at this moment was a person of great importance.
Including even Qin Family and Taoist elders!
“???”
Qin Qianlian looked up in shock and disbelief at the man before him.
“See, Junior Brother.”
Yan Xie smiled lightly while holding his cane, “I told you…
you can’t drive me away.”
The pitch-black miasma seeped from his sleeve, swirling and spreading, gradually reclaiming the silver-white courtyard illuminated by lightning little by little.
All the thunder light was obliterated.
In the end, the courtyard was left with just a three-foot-wide pure silver-white area.
“…”
Qin Qianlian looked on complexly, clutching the Communication Token tightly.
“Second Young Master.”
Yan Xie smiled, “Since you can’t drive me away, why not try to accept my existence…
I’ve heard you are recently planning a significant matter, why not let Senior Brother assist you, what do you think?”