Above the Great Dao
Chapter 592 - 272 Zhong Kui_2

Chapter 592: Chapter 272 Zhong Kui_2

The head of the Fire Qilin was akin to a small mountain, its crown ablaze with fierce flames, resembling upward-growing hair.

Within the flames, a young man appeared, looking down from on high, his face indiscernible, he proclaimed loudly, "Today, even if someone in court shelters you, I shall take your life to seek justice for the people of Zhenzhou! Du Wanshu, prepare to die!"

No sooner had he spoken than an elderly man with white hair burst skyward from within West Capital City, fleeing towards the Inner City, he shouted angrily, "Young Master, what grudge do you hold against me that you must take my life? I am going to lodge a complaint with the authorities!"

"I hold no personal grudges against you, but I kill you for the people of Zhenzhou!"

Atop the Fire Qilin’s head, the young man spoke righteously, leaping forward and instantly catching up to the white-haired man.

The white-haired elder was likely the Chief of Punishment of Zhenzhou, Du Wanshu. Seeing no escape, he turned around and, summoning his Primordial Spirit, fought desperately against the young man.

However, in a flash of swords, Du Wanshu was decapitated, and in an instant, fresh blood rained down from the sky, drenching the face of those below.

Du Wanshu’s head and body fell to the ground.

The young man then turned into a beam of light, returning to the top of the Fire Qilin’s head, standing amidst the roaring flames, surrounded by brilliant light.

"Young Master—"

Suddenly, a raspy shout near Chen Shi startled him, the voice cracking and trembling.

"Young Master! Young Master!"

People around them began to shout, as if they had seen a great savior, their cries deafening, countless voices merging into a torrential flood, wave after wave of sound overlapping.

Amid the cheering crowd, the Young Master stood atop the Fire Qilin’s head as the creature stepped forward, entering Western Capital.

Seeing this, Chen Shi let out a sigh of relief.

He had heard the Young Master’s voice before, in the Taiping Sect, after he had killed the Taiping Sect Leader Peng Wanshan, from the burning Thousand-Mile Communication Talisman.

Then, a voice came from behind Chen Shi, "This person appears saintly but is greatly malevolent and evil."

Chen Shi turned around and saw Chen Tang approaching him.

Chen Tang, carrying a lantern, stared at the Young Master standing atop the Fire Qilin’s head, suddenly handed the lantern to Chen Shi, and said, "Let’s go home, it’s time to eat."

Chen Shi acknowledged him with a nod.

The sun had set and the moonlight fell.

But the moonlight could not compare to the Sun and Moon Radiance in the Great Realm of the Fuzheng Pavilion’s Changshi, these twin celestial bodies entering the city and illuminating half of Western Capital as if it were daylight, making lanterns unnecessary.

"Don’t put out the light."

Chen Tang said, "We don’t need his light."

Hearing this, Chen Shi did not extinguish the lantern and glanced at Chen Tang. freёwebnoѵel.com

Father and son walked towards the Inner City, gradually moving away from the uproar.

After a long silence, Chen Tang said, "The Young Master is making a show of power with great ambitions. Since you disagree with him, be extremely careful in the future. I see a saint on the outside but a man brimming with wild ambitions on the inside, not someone to be taken lightly."

Chen Shi, puzzled, asked, "Why do you say that?"

Chen Tang responded, "I knew Du Wanshu. Three years ago, when he came to the capital to report on his duties, I met him. His surname is Du, not belonging to the Thirteen Families, and he is quite old. If he were using Evil Spirits to prolong his life, why would he look so aged? After his report, he wanted to return to Zhenzhou and didn’t have enough money; I gave him a few pieces of Silver."

Chen Shi asked, "Did Du Wanshu keep Evil Spirits to refine the Elixir of Immortality?"

Chen Tang answered, "If keeping Evil Spirits could refine the Elixir of Immortality and grant immortality, then the first to refine would definitely be the Thirteen Families; it would not be his turn. Du Wanshu must have been wrongfully killed."

He paused, then continued, "Du Wanshu had no powerful backing, and the Young Master used his death to bolster his own influence without offending any family. This man is very cunning, certainly no blessing to mankind!"

Chen Shi looked deeply at Chen Tang, almost blurting out, "Brother, are you planning to join the Heavenly Court?" but fortunately held back.

Chen Tang always upheld justice. If he said that, Chen Tang might sever familial ties and send him to the government office in the name of justice.

After returning home, they extinguished the lantern, and during dinner, Chen Shi said, "I need to go out for a few days, might not return for three or four days."

Chen Tang asked, "Where are you going? What for? Who will be with you? Specify before you leave."

Chen Shi replied indifferently, "I’m informing you, not asking for your permission."

Chen Tang clenched his fist.

Chen Shi put down his chopsticks.

They looked at each other.

Chen Tang snorted and relaxed his fist, continuing to eat and said calmly, "Avoid close association with disreputable people; it easily leads to illegal activities."

Chen Shi picked up his chopsticks and scoffed, "My friends are disreputable? Chen Tang, you don’t even have disreputable friends."

A vein throbbed on Chen Tang’s forehead as he fought to control his anger, "If you continue this reckless behavior, sooner or later, you’ll end up on the Ten Thousand Soul Banner!"

Chen Shi bit on his chopstick and ground his teeth, "Between the two of us, it’s not certain who will end up there first!"

Black Pot sighed, picked up his bowl, and took some food outside to eat.

After a while, Chen Shi’s voice came from the hall, "Those accompanying me aren’t disreputable people; they are Granny Sha, Uncle Green Sheep, and Uncle Hu. You don’t need to worry."

Chen Tang, with a hint of anger, replied, "They are disreputable! They corrupted your grandfather!"

"Chen Tang, have you ever considered that maybe Grandfather is the one who corrupted them?"

"He’s my father, and you shouldn’t speak of him that way!"

The two argued, and Black Pot was glad he had the foresight to step out early.

The next day, Chen Shi, along with Black Pot and the wooden cart, carrying four days’ worth of food, left the city and met Granny Sha, Uncle Green Sheep, and Hu Xiaoliang, setting off for Duxian.

Western Capital was surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing the sea, a place prosperous to the extreme.

Yet, a hundred miles out of Western Capital, the surroundings were desolate, villages, towns, and counties all showed signs of dilapidation and age.

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