Chapter 136: The Emperor’s Ancestor

Chapter 136: The Emperor’s Ancestor

Fang Chen, can I hold you to your word? Ji Lengyue asked.

What a joke! My young masters words are worth a thousand gold! Huang Sihai scoffed.

Ji Lengyue glanced at Huang Sihai before turning back to Fang Chen. He slowly nodded. I can tell you, but you have to get someone to escort me back to Chillwater.

Escort your corpse back? Sure. Fang Chen nodded.

You know what I mean! Ji Lengyue roared. I want you to release me in return for me telling you what you want to know!

I can capture any of the Ji Clans upper echelons and question them. Otherwise, I can also dispatch someone to investigate the area. Why should I strike such a meaningless deal with you? Fang Chen shook his head. You have no right to negotiate with me. If you tell me what I want to know now, Ill arrange a courtyard and a couple of servants for you in the barracks.

Ji Lengyue exclaimed indignantly, You promised me my freedom earlier!

You haggled with me, so its only fair for me to do the same. Do you still want to continue? Fang Chen asked.

Damn it!

Ji Lengyue was enraged, but there was nothing he could do. He had had enough of these dreary days where he couldnt differentiate day from night. In truth, he was willing to pay any price as long as he could get out of here

That is where our Ji Clan procured our Nightmare Steed, Ji Lengyue replied.

Nightmare Steed?!

Xian Wuchang and the others pricked up their ears.

This was a huge secret! It was known that the overwhelming strength of Chillwaters Nightmare Knights were mostly attributed to the Nightmare Steed.

Theres something there that the immortal we worship wants, but its a dangerous place. Shouldnt you take me out to talk lest such important information leak out? Ji Lengyue said.

Arrange an individual courtyard for him, Fang Chen ordered.

An hour later, Ji Lengyue was freed from the gloomy underground prison and was moved to an individual courtyard. Looking at the vast, blue sky, he took a deep breath before turning to Fang Chen. How did you obtain that map?

I offered them something they cant turn down, Fang Chen said.

Something they cant turn down? Li Daoye was startled. You gave them that artifact of yours?

The Purple Lightning Talismans heritage, Fang Chen replied.

What?! Li Daoye gasped in shock. You should have said so earlier! I would have rushed back to ask my father to make a move. With the Purple Lightning Talismans heritage on the line, we wouldnt hesitate to fight even an immortal, let alone the Blood Spirit Cult!

Youre unreliable. You might disappear halfway, Fang Chen pointed out.

Li Daoye was frustrated, knowing that the Eight Trigrams Sect had missed a chance to strengthen its foundation.

Is someone around? a voice echoed.

The voice was tinged with spirit ki, so ordinary people couldnt hear it at all. Only cultivators could perceive it.

The Blood Spirit Cultists are here! Li Daoye turned to Fang Chen with eyes filled with fear. Small beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and he anxiously fumbled in his robe in search of his Purple Lightning Talismans to console himself.

Calm down. It might not be the Blood Spirit Cult, Fang Chen replied. Do you think the Blood Spirit Cult would be so polite? Follow me to take a look.

At the entrance of the Fang Manor was a dignified middle-aged man. He was dressed in a green robe, and he looked graceful like a scholar.

The doors to the Fang Manor opened, and the servant welcomed him, Please enter.

Mm. The middle-aged man nodded with a smile before following the servant into the manor.

At the guest room, he looked at Fang Chen, followed by Li Daoye, before remarking, I might have left Great Xia for many years, but Id have never thought that cultivators would be born on this barren land. I tried everything I could back then, venturing into many dangerous places and walking for a long distance before I finally grasped a hope at immortality

Li Daoyes eyebrows shot up. The other party is from Great Xia? He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the other party wasnt a Blood Spirit Cultist.

May I know your name? Fang Chen clasped his fist.

It has been a really long time since I last used that name. Let me think Ah right, I am Xia Yun, the ancestor of your Great Xias emperor, Xia Yun said with a smile.