Chapter 740: Jiu’er and the Young Mistress!
“Three days ago, we found you at the Hidden Fog Swamp. At that time, you were lying on the ground unconscious and covered in mud. However, seeing that you were still breathing, young mistress asked us to bring you to the carriage.”
Inside the carriage, Jiu’er explained everything in detail, not hiding anything at all, “Doctor Hu said that you were severely injured, and we all thought that you were beyond saving. Who would have thought that Brother Shi would recover? This should be what the young mistress always says about a good person being blessed by the heavens!”
Ye Chen came to a realization. The way he looked at Jiu’er softened a little. He knew that the girl before him had been taking care of him while he was unconscious.
As for the lady mentioned by Jiu’er, she only visited Ye Chen once since she saved him.
Ye Chen did not care about that at all. After all, she had saved him out of kindness and had done enough.
At the same time, he also learned that the young mistress that Jiu’er spoke of had the surname Mu, and her full name was Mu Caiwei. She was the daughter of some fort master of the King Mu Fort, and this time, she had gone home to fulfill her father’s request.
The only thing that confused him was that whether it was Jiu’er, Doctor Hu, and the rest, or even the carriage that he was in, everything indicated that he was no longer on Earth.
Ye Chen asked after some hesitation, “By the way, Ms. Jiu’er, did you guys find anyone else when you found me?”
After he was forced out of the ghost ship, he did not know what had happened to Luo Tianya and Shi Qianhan. After all, no one knew the destination the ghost ship was headed.
“No!
“We only found a little monkey. The monkey is so small, only the size of a palm. But when we took you away, the monkey kept following us and throwing rocks at us.”
Jiu’er talked non-stop. Her face turned gloomy as she bit her lip and said, “Brother Shi, Doctor Hu said that your martial vein has been damaged. I’m afraid you won’t be able to cultivate for the rest of your life.”
“Martial vein?” Ye Chen was slightly stunned.
“That’s right, the martial vein. I don’t know what it is exactly, but only those with martial vein can cultivate.”
At this point, her face was filled with admiration, “My young mistress has a martial vein and is very powerful. Even Young Master Wang isn’t her match.”
Ye Chen gradually came to a realization. It seemed like the martial vein was the cultivation method of the people in this world. It was like the spiritual roots. In the end, the powerful ones were still respected in this world.
However, he immediately shook his head. He was a dignified cultivator, so how could a mere doctor see through him?
As they were speaking, a young girl dressed as a maid lifted up the curtain of the carriage and said, “Jiu’er, the young mistress is looking for you!”
“Okay, Sister Yiyi, I’ll be right there!”
Jiu’er turned to Ye Chen and said, “Brother Shi, young mistress is looking for me. Do you want to rest in the carriage or to take a stroll?”
“I’ll go with you!”
Ye Chen smiled lightly and walked out of the carriage after rejecting Jiu’er’s help. A convoy of dozens of people entered his sight. Every single one of them was dressed in ancient clothing and there was a military camp on the ground.
They were surrounded by mountains.
When they saw him, many of the busy men looked up at him. They shook their heads and returned to their work.
Clearly, they knew that Ye Chen’s martial vein was damaged and that he could not cultivate. To them, everyone in the King Mu Fort had to be able to cultivate in order to stay. Clearly, Ye Chen was destined to be abandoned.
‘Looks like this place is really not Earth!’
Meanwhile, Ye Chen secretly frowned as he looked around. He could vaguely hear people talking about the Laba Festival.
He could not help but walk over and ask a burly man who was sawing wood, “Brother, were you talking about the Laba Festival earlier?”
The man said warmly, “That’s right. Isn’t it the Laba Festival tomorrow? Therefore, we are all discussing if we can get home before noon tomorrow!”
Ye Chen asked again, “Is the Laba Festival the eighth day of the La Month?”
“Of course!”
“A year has 365 days, and there are 24 hours in a day?”
“Definitely!
“Did you hit your head or something?”
“…”
Ye Chen asked a series of questions until the burly man looked at him strangely.
‘That’s weird. Why is everything in this world so similar to Earth? Other than Christmas, Valentine’s Day, and National Day, everything else seems to be the same!’
Ye Chen did not care about the man’s gaze. His expression could not stop changing, ‘A full circle of the orbital revolution is 365 days and a circle of the Earth’s rotation is 24 hours. Does this mean that this world is in the same orbit as Earth?
‘But that’s impossible!’
Ye Chen was deep in thought. His eyes suddenly focused, ‘Unless this world is on Earth, everything is exactly the same as Earth!
‘Yes, that must be it!’
Ye Chen was excited all of a sudden. If his speculation was true, it would prove that it would not be too difficult if he wanted to return to Earth and home!
“What? Bring that piece of trash back to the King Mu Fort?”
Just as he was deep in thought, an ear-piercing sound came from the side.
Ye Chen could not help but look in the direction of the voice. He saw a few luxurious carriages less than a hundred steps away, and there were several figures standing by the carriages.
Jiu’er was among them. However, she was currently curled up, looking at a young man before her with fear.
Standing beside her was a woman in white. She had a particularly voluptuous figure, but she wore a face cloth, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes that could charm everyone.
Countless uniformed warriors stood around to protect the woman. Everyone looked at her with respect and admiration.
The young man glared at Jiu’er with a livid expression, “I strongly disagree. He’s just a piece of trash that can’t cultivate. We’re already being kind by saving his life, so why should we bring him back to the King Mu Fort? To freeload?”
Jiu’er’s face was filled with fear, and she lowered her head as if she could not bear to say, “B-But Brother Shi hasn’t fully recovered from his injuries, and he’s helpless. If we abandon him now, he’ll be hurt.”
The young man smirked, “You’re just a servant, so what right do you have to pity others?”
“Enough!”
The woman in white, who had been silent all this while, said coldly, “Bring this man back to the King Mu Fort. When he recovers, he can choose to stay or go. If he doesn’t have a place to go, he can stay at the King Mu Fort to do miscellaneous tasks.”
The young man’s expression changed, “Caiwei, this man’s identity is unknown…”
The woman in white looked at him coldly, and her gaze was stern, “Do you need me to repeat myself?”
The young man was rendered speechless. He did not dare object any longer, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
The woman was him, Wang Chengliang’s cousin!
The woman who meant what she said!