Chapter 924 - 924: Grandfather and Granddaughter Meet, Clues
Chapter 924: Grandfather and Granddaughter Meet, Clues
About the Sorcerer Clan
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The wind was gentle and the sun was bright. Sikong Ye was refreshed. It was not only because his injuries had recovered and half of his strength had been recovered, but also because he finally did not have to stay in the same room as the Rakshasa King. Of course, more importantly, his dear granddaughter—Jiang Shu—was here!
When he heard that his daughter and little granddaughter were far away in Nanzhao, he once thought that he would have to travel thousands of miles to see them after many days. He did not expect Little Ah Shu to find the Nether Mountain so quickly!
In order not to let Little Ah Shu worry, he endured not seeing her. Now that his injuries had recovered, he could finally see his Little Ah Shu happily!
Ah Wan had said that although Ah Shu was the Princess of Nanzhao, she had grown up in the Ghost Clan and had suffered a lot. Her body was weak. Every time he thought of this, his heart ached. But it didn’t matter. He would protect Ah Shu well!
With his realm and strength, even if he lost half of his inner core, he was still the most all-powerful existence in the entire Nether Capital!
Sikong Ye walked towards the south wing without any regard for his family.
Unexpectedly, Little Sly Jiang was quietly coming out of the south wing. It was not easy for her to make Yu Shaoqing sleep like this. Just as she was about to play with the Blood Rakshasas locked in the cemetery, she felt the aura of a Rakshasa King in the air as soon as she went around the corridor.
? Having slept with the Rakshasa King for too long, he had subconsciously been tainted by the precious aura that belonged to the other party.
Little Sly Jiang’s eyes lit up!
Smack!
She punched the other party!
Sikong Ye, who had sworn that he would use his mighty body and powerful strength to protect Little Ah Shu for the rest of his life, was knocked down by Little Ah Shu (Jiang Batian) with a punch.
When the Rakshasa King, who had passed by and accidentally saw this scene, saw Sikong Ye’s embarrassing appearance, he felt that the depression that had been held in his chest for decades had been vented. He could not help but look up at the sky and laugh. “Hahahahahahaha…’ Bang!
The Rakshasa King was also knocked down…
Therefore, fifteen minutes later, all the disciples of the Chaoyang Hall saw the two ancestors, who had finally recovered and had sworn that they would never be together again, dragging their stiff old legs and supporting each other. Their faces were swollen as they limped back into the house.
The Sang family courted death one after another. Even if the gods and Buddhas descended, they could not cover up their crimes. Master Sikong brought people to the Sang Manor to gather evidence and interrogated the guards and servants around Sang Zhonghua. With witnesses and evidence gathered, the Sang family did not even have any room to refute.
It was not that the Sang family’s ambition did not come with an omen. It was unknown how long ago that the disciples and servants of the Sang family had been harming the commoners in the Nether Capital. However, relying on their relationship with the Sikong family by marriage, no one dared to complain about the Sang family’s crimes to the Sikong Manor. Even if they did, there were also spies from the Sang family in the Sikong Manor. They would silently get rid of them and never let Master Sikong see them.
After pulling out the radishes and bringing them out of the mud, the spies in the Sikong Manor were also pulled out one by one.
Master Sikong had never advocated atrocities, but this time, he was really angry and sentenced this group of servants to extreme punishment.
The Sang family’s house had been confiscated, and all the Sang family’s disciples had been expelled from the Nether Capital, never to enter the Ghost Clan again!
When Madam Sikong heard the news, the two brothers, Sikong Changfeng and Sikong Yun, were leading troops to clear out the Sang Manor. Sikong Yun had been kidnapped by Sang Zhonghua once and had almost lost his life. He had finally seen through his grandfather’s ambition and did not show any mercy when he confiscated the Sang Manor.
When Madam Sikong found out that her youngest son had personally gone to raid the Sang Manor, she was so angry that she cried and fainted.
“Mother, you didn’t see how he treated me! He almost killed me!” After returning to the manor, Sikong Yun unbuttoned his collar, revealing a circle of purple marks. “This was pinched by his subordinates! Mother, if my luck was any worse, I would have died in their hands!”
What could Madam Sikong say? No matter how big her maternal family was, could they be bigger than her son and husband? Moreover, it was indeed her maternal family who was in the wrong first. It was already the Sikong family’s greatest mercy not to exterminate the Sang family.
When they were raiding the manor, Grandma and Qing Yan also went. They found many things that the Rakshasa King had stolen from the Sikong family back then. Other than blood magic, there were also many pill formulas passed down from the Sorcerer Clan and secret manuals to refine Yin Gu.
Qing Yan was enlightened. “No wonder the Sang family’s Yin Gu is so powerful.
It turns out that they also picked up a bargain from the Sikong family.”
The Sikong family had a lot of books. Even they did not know that there were secret manuals for refining weapons in the library. The Rakshasa King casually took them and only took the Blood Demon Technique after taking them. He did not even flip through the rest before throwing them into the furnace.
But the furnace was not lit, so the servants of the Sang family discovered it and picked up the pill formula and secret manual.
However, the secret manual for refining weapons in the Sang family was indeed passed down from their ancestors.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Do you know how much money this secret manual has earned for the Sang family?” Qing Yan asked Yue Gou as he held the Weapon Tome in his hand.
“How much?” Yue Gou asked.
Qing Yan sneered. “Let me put it this way. If we didn’t raid the manor, I wouldn’t have known that the Sang family was actually richer than the Sikong family. However, the Sang family’s money isn’t all for plundering the commoners.”
In fact, the Sang family had indeed done many acts of bullying others, but it was not accurate to say that their money had been plundered.
Qing Yan said, “Ninety percent of the Sang family’s money was earned from this Tome.”
“So, so much?” Yue Gou was dumbfounded.
Qing Yan looked around and hid the Weapon Tome in Yue Gou’s arms.
“What?” Yue Gou looked down at his chest and asked foolishly.
Qing Yan leaned close to him and whispered, “Are you stupid? We can be considered the first credit for annihilating the Sang family this time. No matter what, we have to have some benefits. If we keep this thing, perhaps Jiuchao and Ah Wan can use it in the future!”
“Oh.” Upon hearing that it was for Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan, the honest Yue Gou decisively became dishonest. He covered his chest and smuggled the secret manual out of the Sang Manor with a shifty look.
The Sang family’s wealth was abundant, and the more they raided, the more shocking it became. Of course, this was no longer Qing Yan and the others’ business. After Grandma finished reading the Sang family’s library, he did not gain much and returned to the Nether Mountain with Qing Yan.
Along the way, Grandma did not look too good.
“Grandma, are you worried about the poison in Jiuchao’s body?” Qing Yan asked.
Grandma nodded. “We’re only short of the last medicinal primer, but this medicinal primer is the hardest to find- T searched the Sikong family’s library
but couldn’t find the whereabouts of the Sorcerer Clan. I thought the Sang family could have some clues, but who knew that I still couldn’t find anything.”
Qing Yan paused and said, “The people of the Central Plains often say that good people are blessed by the heavens. Jiuchao will definitely be fine.”
That being said, there were less than half a year left until Yan Jiuchao’s poison act up. The shortest was probably only two months. They had no choice but to hurry.
After returning to the courtyard, the three of them saw Little Rakshasa and the little black eggs running around. Madam Jiang and Yu Shaoqing sat under the porch, and Madam Jiang leaned on Yu Shaoqing’s shoulder like a helpless bird, looking at her eggs. Yu Wan was flipping through her herbs at the side. Yan Jiuchao, this high and mighty young master, was actually willing to help her.
No one could bear to lose anyone in such a warm family.
After dinner, the Rakshasa King went to the Sang Family’s forbidden area and returned with something in his hand. It was an iron box engraved with a Luan totem. It did not look eye-catching on the outside, but everyone felt that this box was a little special.
Yu Shaoqing went to the kitchen to make supper for Little Rakshasa and the little black eggs. Other than him, everyone else was there.
Yu Wan picked up the box and flipped it around. “What a strange box. What’s in
The Rakshasa King nodded and shook his head. He nodded in agreement with Yu Wan. This was indeed a strange box. Back then, when he infiltrated the Sikong family’s library and saw it at a glance, he was deeply attracted to it. He didn’t like it very much, but he couldn’t let go of it.
In short, he took the box away. However, he had never successfully opened this box, so he shook his head because he did not know what was inside.
Yu Wan took out her dagger and tried to pry it open.
Grandma said, “There’s a mechanism in this box. If we forcefully pry it open, everything inside will be destroyed.”
The Rakshasa King nodded. He did not smash it open because of this consideration.
“Is there no other way?” Yu Wan asked.
Grandma sighed. “The mechanism of such a box has long been circulated on the market. It’s not that there’s no way, but we have to find the craftsman who made this box back then. Unfortunately, this box has at least a hundred years of history. That craftsman is probably no longer alive. If that’s the case, let’s see if we can find his successor. Perhaps there’s a chance—”
Halfway through his sentence, Little Sly Jiang brought the box over and held it with both hands. Bang—dang—dang—it fell to the ground!
After countless smashes, the trembling box finally opened and spat out a sparkling bead. The corners of everyone’s mouths twitched: ‘ This… worked?!