Chapter 42 - Robbery

Take That!

(1) 42: Chapter 42: Robbery?

Take That!

(1) I do not know how long I had spent in the Secret Realm, but when my container of merit was full, a Golden Light directly transported me out.

Transported with me were countless disciples, each returning from their adventures.

Among them, I quickly spotted Su Chang’an, standing out as a scene on his own.

“Lord Qianchen!” I hurried forward to bow, my face wearing the smile of reunion with an old friend.

“Jiang, it has been a long time.

I trust you have been well,” Su Chang’an paused briefly, then returned the smile warmly.

“Lord Qianchen, has your health improved at all lately?” I asked.

“As it has always been, just so,” Su Chang’an’s gaze lingered for a moment, his expression becoming gentle again.

Indeed…

as it has always been.

This time, he had gained nothing.

Could it be that he truly…

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Su Chang’an’s eyes.

“No matter.

Once my studies are complete, I will definitely concoct a Pill that can cure all illnesses in the world for Lord Qianchen!” I declared with confidence.

Unable to repay the life-saving debt, the only thing I could offer was my Alchemy.

Tianlao had taught me the way of Medicine, assuring me that as long as I worked diligently, making a Nine Revolutions Elixir was not an issue.

Even if I faced the calamity of Pill Tribulation, as long as I maintained a firm Daoist heart, there would be no risk of death or Dao extinction.

At most, I would endure a Thunderstrike or two, taking it as a chance to fortify my spirit.

Although, all these were still far away for me.

A Pill that can cure all the illnesses in the world…

If it could truly heal his affliction, then a Nine Revolutions Elixir would be necessary.

Isn’t that what he’s been searching for all this time, the herbs to concoct that very Elixir?

Yet years of searching had yielded nothing.

It seems as if, after the resurgence of Spiritual Energy, those peerless herbs that once grew abundantly had also gone into slumber.

Su Chang’an lowered his eyelashes, hiding the disappointment and despondence in his eyes.

“Thank you for your kind intentions, Jiang,” Su Chang’an exhaled a breath, “I have urgent matters to attend to, so I must be on my way.”

Having said that, he left with a group of Shadow Guards.

“That kid, thinking he can concoct a Pill that cures all diseases?” Not far away, a disciple from another Sect saw Su Chang’an leave and suppressed the sourness in his heart, mocking me mercilessly.

“Yes, and he even thinks to cling to the Young Master of the Su Family.

Do you really think you are worthy?”

“The Sect Master of Holy Medical Valley, that renowned entity, doesn’t dare to claim that he can concoct a Pill that can cure all diseases.

And here you are, a greenhorn, bragging without any hesitation.”

Jiang: “…”

I was numb.

I turned my head and left, not noticing the flickering eyes of a group of people watching in secret.

Seeing that the second Sect mission was complete, I prepared to continue to the next task.

But before that, I needed to sort out the Spirit Field properly.

It had been a long time since I had tended it; it had always been Dragon Cub helping me out, which made me feel somewhat embarrassed.

I had gone ten miles when suddenly I sensed something amiss.

As the sunset in the west, the sand dunes were bathed in the endless beauty of the slanting sun.

I turned sharply, facing a group of people who wore faint smiles.

“This young master, you seem to have a very kind face,” said the leader, grinning to reveal a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

“Ah, you flatter me.” Jiang Tang was about to turn his head when the leader spoke again—

“My brother is lacking a medicinal herb, and it takes some gold and silver to treat the illness.

Kind-looking young master, why not share some spiritual medicine and money with us?”

The man arched his eyebrows.

“…Thank you for the compliment.

If you want spiritual medicine and money, can’t you earn it yourselves?” Jiang Tang’s mouth twitched.

His spiritual medicines were all painstakingly dug up and cultivated by himself, and his gold and silver came from selling those spiritual medicines.

They had hands and feet, they weren’t disabled, so why worry about not being able to earn money to buy medicine?

“How dare you speak to my brother like that?” One of the lackeys, seeing the look on Jiang Tang’s face, immediately scolded harshly.

“Do you know who our brother is?”

“My brother, Cang Hansheng, is the third-ranked disciple in the Inner Sect of the Canglang Sect!

If you dare to speak disrespectfully, be careful my brother might chop you down with a single blow!”

Jiang Tang: “…”.

He hadn’t spoken disrespectfully at all.

Besides, according to the information he had hastily gathered, the Canglang Sect was just a minor, unimportant sect in the Northern Region, wasn’t it?

If the sect wasn’t up to par, the disciples they raised…

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“Boy, do you mean to say you’re unwilling to be a good person and share your money and medicinal materials with me?” Cang Hansheng waved his hand, immediately silencing the insults from his lackeys, and looked up at Jiang Tang with a smirk.

“I’m advising you to be kind,” said Jiang Tang, unflinchingly.

“Good, that’s the spirit!” Cang Hansheng laughed heartily, and then his eyes turned fierce, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded, “Rob him!”

It turned out that Cang Hansheng had been leading his lackeys in looting and robbery.

Whenever they encountered someone with low cultivation and who seemed easy to bully, they would immediately go upfront to rob them, and then, without caring for those people’s begging on the ground, they would kill them to silence them.

Over the years, there were no less than a hundred and eighty people who had died under the knife of Cang Hansheng, if not dozens.

As for this, the Kanglang Sect merely turned a blind eye.

They were now so busy with their own troubles, facing the risk of being wiped out at any moment by major sects looking to expand their power, that they had no time to oversee the disciples outside.

Moreover, Cang Hansheng always brought some of the loot to pay his respects to the sect, which they could then use to curry favor with the major sects around them.

The Sect Master of the Canglang Sect was too happy to receive such tributes, why would he stop him?

So, formally speaking, both the Canglang Sect and Cang Hansheng were of the same stripe.

Following Cang Hansheng’s command, the lackeys at the forefront immediately activated their spiritual power and surged forward.

“I told you to be kind, but you insisted on coming at me.

Since it’s like this, don’t blame me for not showing mercy.” Jiang Tang sneered, drew a longbow, leaped into the air, swiftly drew the bowstring, and then released three arrows simultaneously.

The three lackeys at the forefront hadn’t even touched the soles of Jiang Tang’s feet when they were shot dead beneath him.

The two behind them, seeing what happened, quickly scattered and each brandished a magic artifact to encircle him from both sides.

Jiang Tang landed, calmly activated his Wind-racing Step, and in an instant, he was a dozen steps away.

He put away the longbow and brought out a longsword with his other hand.

Good, this was an opportunity to test out his newly mastered swordsmanship.

Jiang Tang activated the Immortal Sect Spell, wielding his longsword and started to fight against the two lackeys.

But Jiang Tang’s opponents, despite being at the seventh level of Body Refinement just like him, couldn’t cause him pain.

He didn’t even feel a twinge when they hit him.

But when Jiang Tang struck out, the two lackeys screamed in agony.

At one moment, Jiang Tang slashed with his sword, the tip of the blade gathering flames, and sent the two lackeys straight to the afterlife.

Jiang Tang slowly turned his gaze towards the group of Canglang Sect disciples nearby, who had been staring in shock.

The Canglang Sect disciples trembled with fear: “…”

This time, they may have bitten off more than they could chew.

“Attack, everyone together, kill him, and avenge our brothers!” After swallowing hard, Cang Hansheng’s eyes gleamed with a murderous intent.