The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 31 Peaceful Mind_1

Chapter 31: Chapter 31 Peaceful Mind_1

The pond water was crystal clear and emerald green. The masked man dipped his hand into it.

Several black fish immediately swam towards the masked man, presuming him to be the one who would feed them.

The masked man caught a fish with his hand. It was extremely slippery and sticky.

The fish lay still, not struggling at all.

The masked man suddenly chuckled, "I think I won’t eat fish."

With a flick of his hand, a water stream surged, and the fish in his hand went into the swirling flow.

The masked man looked at the black fish, "Quickly tell your mother that you are about to sail far."

He put the black fish into a bamboo tube and fastened it to his waist.

He looked down at the corpse on the ground, his eyes flickering with an eerie glow, "Should we touch a corpse?"

...

Zheng Jianghe was dressed all in black, his face extremely grim.

"Heishan Sect members, living in the Chen mansion?"

A law enforcement disciple of the JinGuang Hall nodded, his angry eyes appearing as if they would spew flames at any moment.

"Yes!"

Zheng Jianghe’s hand grasped a Yimu bead, crushing it directly.

"Heishan Sect has gone too far!"

Just half a month ago, Chu Tianxiong had bloodily purged Chen Mansion.

That was an auspicious occasion and should have been a joyous event. However, it ended up with dozens of people brutally murdered overnight, and the bride also entered the underworld.

When Zheng Jianghe arrived at the Chen Mansion, what he saw was like a scene straight out of hell.

The bride’s father, who had hurriedly rushed to Chen Mansion, kept kowtowing and kneeling before him.

He could not forget the scene of the white-haired old man kneeling before him.

Notably, after Chu Tianxiong left, that stubborn father, along with his wife, had been kneeling outside the gate of Shenguang Sect for more than ten days.

Zheng Jianghe remembered vividly.

So why would Chu Tianxiong choose to stay at Chen Mansion now? What thoughts did he have?

"Let’s go, go to Chen Mansion with me!" Zheng Jianghe gritted his teeth.

Originally, he wanted to send some people to keep an eye on Chen Mansion to prevent Chu Tianxiong from committing more atrocities. But after some thought, he decided to go himself.

A group of people, under the cover of nightfall, hurried towards Chen Mansion.

All their faces were looking particularly unpleased, carrying serious expressions.

Because they knew that they were helpless against Chu Tianxiong and other members of the Heishan Sect.

It was the same case last time, and it was the same case now.

"The smell of blood!" Suddenly, Zheng Jianghe stopped in his tracks. He sniffed vigorously, then deployed a Taoist technique that expanded his sense of smell. The smell of blood became even stronger.

The source of the smell of blood was coming from Chen Mansion ahead, exactly where Chu Tianxiong and other Heishan Sect members were located.

Zheng Jianghe became worried.

Could it be that the Heishan Sect members had caused another massacre in Rong City?

"Hurry up!"

Everyone rushed to speed up their pace, heading towards Chen Mansion.

At this moment, the front door creaked open, and a man dressed in white with a strange mask on his face walked out of Chen Mansion.

Zheng Jianghe gasped. As he looked at the masked man, he felt a sense of alarm.

A member of the Heishan Sect?

No, that can’t be right!

All disciples of the Heishan Sect had a faint smell of blood.

But this masked man did not.

How did he come out of Chen Mansion?

Where were the Heishan Sect disciples?

"Senior..." Zheng Jianghe hesitated for a moment and finally spoke out, "There are many disciples from Heishan Sect inside Chen Mansion. Senior, please be careful, they have always been ferocious."

Even though the masked man might be acquainted with the Heishan Sect, he still issued a warning in order to prevent any accidents.

Qi Yuan recognised Zheng Jianghe as well.

His voice was hoarse, "Members of Heishan Sect are quite nice. I wanted to go fishing, so they generously opened the gate to let me in."

Zheng Jianghe was stunned.

The other disciples from the Shenguang Sect were also shocked, somewhat puzzled.

"My wife is about to give birth, I have to go now." After Qi Yuan had spoken, he bolted away in a puff of smoke.

Only Zheng Jianghe and the others were left in disarray in the night.

However, quickly, Zheng Jianghe focused his attention on the large door of Chen Mansion.

The closer he got, the stronger the smell of blood.

He walked up to it.

Knock! Knock!

The knocking sound echoed in the silent night, making it seem even more profound.

Inside Chen Mansion, there was complete silence, no response at all.

Zheng Jianghe and the others looked at each other. A terrifying idea occurred to him.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart.

He and the others exchanged glances, and then, with a forceful kick, he opened the door.

The gate swung open with a creak.

Everyone looked over and gasped in fright.

In the courtyard of the Chen Mansion, more than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground.

Zheng Jianghe spotted a severed head - it was Chu Tianxiong’s!

"It’s Immortal Chicken Ancestor, that’s Immortal Chicken Ancestor!" shouted a trembling disciple of the Divine Radiance Sect.

Zheng Jianghe looked over and, to his astonishment, the once formidable Immortal Chicken Ancestor was severed at the waist. His eyes bulging wide open in disbelief.

This was a cultivator who had condensed a Golden Core!

And now he’s dead.

Zheng Jianghe broke into raucous laughter, exclaiming "good" three times over!

He recalled the eccentric man he had briefly met earlier.

Could it be... that this man was the murderer!

Even though he had some suspicion, seeing it for himself was still utterly shocking.

Nevertheless, Zheng Jianghe quickly controlled his emotions.

He knew that this matter was of immense importance and bore grave consequences.

The Heishan Sect might not be powerful, only having a few Golden Core cultivators, but behind the Heishan Sect lurked the Black Chicken Demon.

"Get the fire started and burn this place down!" commanded Zheng Jianghe directly.

These disciples of Divine Radiance Sect immediately sprang into action, preparing torches to set the Chen Mansion ablaze.

Zheng Jianghe intended to destroy the crime scene for the man wearing the mask.

Even though the effect might not be significant,

Something was always better than nothing.

...

Outside the gate of the Divine Radiance Sect.

The sunset had long disappeared, and the moon was slowly rising.

The Divine Radiance Sect at night felt somewhat chilly.

An old man with white hair was kneeling outside the mountain gate, his forehead covered in dense beads of sweat.

In his twilight years, he could lose his life at any moment.

Perhaps by tripping and falling, or simply going to sleep.

"Old man, let’s go home," advised an elderly woman with white, slightly disheveled hair. But by her attire, it was clear that she used to be a person of refinement.

"Let me kneel for a while longer. If a merciful Immortal sees us, he might be touched and seek revenge for Qianxi!" the old man insisted.

Watching the stubborn old man, the old woman’s eyes filled with tears.

For mortals like them living in the world of cultivation, it all depends on fate.

Being born in the territory controlled by the Heishan Sect, their fate was grim.

While living under the rule of the major orthodox sect like the Divine Radiance Sect, their lives were much more fortunate.

But aren’t they still seen as mere ants in the eyes of the lofty Immortals?

Facing Chu Tianxiong, they had no means to seek revenge for themselves, only relying on the Divine Radiance Sect.

In this moment, they were similar to those who would stop the royal carriage to make their grievances heard.

Fortunately, no one was trying to convince them to leave.

Just then, a crisp and pleasant voice rang out.

"I caught a porcelain-blue fish today, and I’m in a good mood. I invite you to have some fish soup."

Qi Yuan appeared, carrying two bowls of fish soup in his hands.

The tantalising aroma was irresistible.

Upon seeing this, the old man showed an excited face, about to kowtow as he implored, "I beseech you, Immortal Master, seek justice for my poor daughter!"

Qi Yuan flicked his finger, a blast of spiritual power keeping the old man steady and prevented him from bowing down.

Qi Yuan brought the fish soup to the couple’s side.

"Your situation has been noted by our sect."

"Drink this soup and rest well."

Turning around, Qi Yuan murmured reflectively, "The wise man was right, ’The heavens may show their age, but so does the world. The moral path changes over time.’"

"’Unrequited love has always led to enduring resentment, a hatred that seems to stretch on without end.’

’Justice that comes late is not justice, inner peace comes when the heart finds its home.’"

Again, Qi Yuan was speaking some nonsense.

Finally, he sighed once more.

"I hope the person who hears my words is not misled by them."

And with that, his figure vanished.

The old couple, however, were continuously kowtowing, joy finally resurfacing in their eyes.

The Immortal Master had noticed them!

Their perseverance had not been in vain.

Of course, in this world, more often than not, perseverance ends in quiet despair.