Chapter 5: The Tragic Death of Steward Liu!
Not long after, just as dusk was settling in, Huang Mao and the third-in-command of the Wild Wolf Gang arrived at the steward Liu’s residence, followed closely by Jiang Langzhong, the renowned “Divine Doctor.”
“Doctor Jiang, please take a look at Steward Liu and see what’s wrong. Could it be a mistake with your medicine?” the third-in-command urged anxiously.
Jiang Langzhong stepped forward, carefully examining Steward Liu and then scrutinizing a pot of medicinal broth. After a thorough inspection, he shook his head. “There’s no problem. My medicine is flawless, and his body shows no abnormalities—he’s just extremely weak. It’s as if he’s been staying up for seven days and nights… no, ten days and nights… no, wait…”
He faltered, unable to find a fitting description. Seeing his increasingly absurd attempts, the third-in-command could not help but ask, “Doctor Jiang, since his body is fine and the medicine is fine, could it be that he’s possessed?”
At this, Jiang Langzhong’s eyes brightened. “Yes, that’s it! I too think Steward Liu is not ill but possessed!”
“What? He’s really possessed?” The third-in-command looked surprised. He had only suggested it casually, but Jiang Langzhong had immediately seized upon it as an explanation.
At that moment, a young man with yellow hair stepped forward. “Reporting to the third-in-command, I… I also think Steward Liu looks possessed. Perhaps we should invite Elder Xu, the ‘Immortal’ of the Wild Wolf Gang, to take a look.”
“I agree, he is possessed! It’s best to seek Elder Xu’s help. I’m truly powerless here,” Jiang Langzhong said helplessly.
“Very well! Since that’s the case, you all wait here. I will go myself,” the third-in-command said, taking a deep breath to steady his complicated feelings, then headed toward the nearby residence of Elder Xu.
Meanwhile, Jiang Fan was completely unaware of what had transpired at Steward Liu’s place. He was deeply immersed in cultivation.
As he continued practicing the “Qingmu Changchun Technique,” the faint wood-element spiritual energy in the world was gradually absorbed into his body. The pale green wood-attribute light particles entered his body, slowly refining his physical form and circulating through his meridians to gather in his dantian, gradually enlarging the faintly blood-tinged green light sphere there.
After an entire day of tireless cultivation, Jiang Fan, so as not to arouse suspicion, joined other youths and children in concluding their practice at the square.
He briefly ate some food delivered by the Wild Wolf Gang members, then took out the three spirit herbs and the Blood Qi Pill he had just obtained.
“I feel I’ve already absorbed the medicinal effects of that Blood Spirit Pill. Now I can swallow the spirit herbs and the Blood Qi Pill,” Jiang Fan said decisively. He chewed one of the spirit herbs and swallowed it.
“No problem? Then eat another spirit herb!”
“Still no problem? Then eat the last spirit herb. And the Blood Qi Pill as well! Even if something goes wrong, Steward Liu is the one dealing with it anyway…”
Jiang Fan swallowed the three spirit herbs and the Blood Qi Pill all at once. Soon, a strong sense of fullness overwhelmed him, followed by abdominal distension and cramping pain, which rapidly worsened.
“What’s happening? Could it be I took the medicine too aggressively?” Jiang Fan remained calm, muttering to himself, “Transfer the damage!”
Suddenly, the bloating sensation vanished, and all discomfort disappeared, yet he could still feel a surging energy emanating from his abdomen, rapidly spreading throughout his body.
Without hesitation, Jiang Fan resumed practicing the “Qingmu Changchun Technique” to refine and absorb this now gentle energy.
He cultivated throughout the entire night.
By dawn the next day, a breeze rippled from his body, accompanied by a powerful aura.
“Second level of the Qingmu Changchun Technique! I didn’t expect to break through so quickly! But I must keep my cultivation level hidden from Elder Xu…” Jiang Fan was elated, then hurried to check for updates in the Great Dao Heavenly Book.
To his surprise, the record of Steward Liu’s name had vanished.
“What’s going on? Could it be… Steward Liu is dead? I should check to see if that bastard is truly dead. Then I’ll find some of the stronger Wild Wolf Gang members to make enemies of—record their names in the Great Dao Heavenly Book before continuing my cultivation. Besides, I want to see what kind of world lies outside,” Jiang Fan thought eagerly, gripping tightly the black token given by Elder Xu as he swaggered toward Steward Liu’s location.
Previously, he had feared Steward Liu greatly; now, not at all.
Steward Liu, tasked with rousing Elder Xu’s disciples to morning practice and sometimes administering corporal punishment, lived in a spacious wooden house near the square of Mount Jiangshen.
Before long, Jiang Fan arrived outside Liu’s dwelling, immediately noticing several Wild Wolf Gang members carrying a figure wrapped in white cloth.
Judging by the size beneath the cloth, Jiang Fan guessed the figure was large and quickly stepped forward. “Brother, what happened? Who is it?”
“Dead! Steward Liu… he’s dead!” The yellow-haired youth who cared for Liu spoke in a daze, still unable to comprehend the strange death.
“How did he die?” Jiang Fan pressed.
“I…I don’t know! At about ten last night, for some unknown reason, Steward Liu, who had been unconscious, suddenly had his abdomen explode. He died in a pool of blood on his bed…I really don’t know what happened!” The yellow-haired youth explained blankly, as if trying hard to absolve himself of any involvement.
“Yellow Mao, stop wasting time and come with us to see the gang leader!”
“Yellow Mao, Steward Liu’s death is likely connected to you! You must have been too tired of taking care of him and killed him in a fit of malice! Come with us to the gang leader now!”
“How dare you harm Steward Liu? The gang leader will never forgive you!”
“You’re doomed, kid!”
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