The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 759 - 337: The Entire City’s Populace Is Not Equal to One Tong Tianyou?

Chapter 759: Chapter 337: The Entire City’s Populace Is Not Equal to One Tong Tianyou?

"Kid, what business do you have with the Demon Subduing Department?"

Yang Guang casually asked, looking at the youthful Government Official.

"The esteemed officials have come from the south, and the county magistrate wishes to meet with you to discuss important matters," the youthful Government Official quickly replied.

"Let’s meet with Old Master Tong first, then we’ll see the county magistrate," Qi Yuan said nonchalantly.

Investigating the cause of Tong Youwei’s death and finding Tong Tianyou would also require some clues from the county magistrate.

A look of joy appeared on the youthful Government Official’s face, "I’ll wait right here for you, sirs."

Finally having invited the people from the Demon Subduing Department, the young Government Official was very excited.

According to the county magistrate, the Demon Subduing Department, with the greatest power in Fengyuan, specializes in exorcising and slaying demons, and might be able to lift the siege on Zhenyang.

Zhenyang had become an isolated city, for three years now.

The people of Zhenyang had suffered from demons for a long time.

Under the Manager’s lead, a group of people walked with great momentum towards the heart of Tong Mansion.

The deeper they went, the more often they saw robust guards patrolling, exuding a strong aura.

They wore soft armor, carried fine swords at their waists, and were well-equipped.

"Your Tong Family’s defenses are quite strict; how could a demon infiltrate and kill Tong Youwei without you knowing?" Yang Guang could not help but ask.

In just that short time, he had seen no fewer than fifty private soldiers on patrol.

Rather than calling it a compound, Tong Mansion was more like a large manor, with even a martial training ground.

The Manager hung his head and said, "I do not know of this matter. There are rumors... that we have a traitor within the Tong Family.

At that time, after Young Master Youwei died, Old Master Tong was furious and had the servants thoroughly inspected. Those suspected, were all executed by beating!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn’t help but say, "This game is still too rigid; there should be a mission for us to investigate the cause of death of those executed. Only then will there be a twist."

An Qiao quickly agreed, "Is the life commanded by Old Master Tong not a life, while the servants’ lives are?"

Yang Guang laughed and marveled, "No wonder everyone wants to be part of the noble clans, with soldiers, provisions, and farmland all at their disposal, the Tong Family almost seems like a little Royal Family."

The three of them communicated through whispered transmission.

Otherwise, if the Manager overheard them, he might think they were from the Court to suppress the Tong Family, accusing them of a rebellion.

Perhaps, to leave Tong Mansion, they would need to fight a great battle.

As a local noble family, within the Tong Mansion, there were nearly a thousand household soldiers and over a hundred armored warriors.

This strength should not be underestimated.

About a quarter of an hour later, after winding their way around, they finally arrived at Old Master Tong’s residence.

Outside the courtyard, many maids stood, all with somber expressions.

They seemed worried about the young master being kidnapped by the Demon Clan.

At this moment, the Manager couldn’t help but wail, "Our ancestors have served the Tong Family for generations. If the young master does not return, and the Tong Family falls apart, where shall we go?"

His sorrow was not feigned.

After all, being a house servant in a noble family like the Tong Mansion was much better and more dignified than being a peasant.

"Come, let’s go see your Old Master," Qi Yuan spoke up.

About dozens of breaths later, inside an ancient and fragrant room.

Qi Yuan and the others filed in, observing Old Master Tong who was leaning on the bed.

Old Master Tong was sixty years old, frail and weak, with faint breathing.

A woman with white hair sat on the edge of the bed, her face washed with tears.

This woman, who was in her forties with well-maintained skin but also white hair, was none other than Old Madam Tong who had knocked her head on the ground every step of the way to Wangshan Temple in search of medicine.

Upon seeing the visitors, Old Master Tong opened his cloudy eyes, "Distinguished officials, you must bring back my grandson.

If he is brought back... there will be a generous reward."

Old Master Tong gestured with a wave of his hand.

The Manager gave orders, and after a few moments, several burly soldiers carried a wooden chest into the room.

When the chest was opened, it revealed gleaming silver coins and various pieces of jewelry.

An Qiao looked at this scene with a sense of reflection.

If she hadn’t entered the Underworld, she might have been tempted by these treasures, but now they left her completely unfazed.

However, this wealth, combined with private soldiers, already displayed the Tong Family’s formidable influence.

With such a powerful force, the eldest son was killed without reason, and the youngest son was kidnapped.

It seems there is a deep story behind this.

Yang Guang, looking at Old Master Tong, softly inquired, "Old Master Tong, we will certainly search for Tong Tianyou, but what we want to know now is... the cause of Tong Youwei’s death."

The white-haired woman’s hand tensed as if the mention of her son’s name caused her tears to fall like rain, "My son, borne after ten months of hardship... it’s your mother’s fault for not protecting you."

Sorrow also appeared in Old Master Tong’s eyes.

"Youwei... should have died at the hands... of the Flower Demon Manluo!" Hatred flashed through Old Master Tong’s eyes.

Yang Guang’s eyes brightened.

Indeed, the crucial information had come.

Qi Yuan stood quietly to the side, his expression intrigued.

His nose didn’t grow longer, which meant Old Master Tong was telling the truth; Tong Youwei did indeed die at the hands of Flower Demon Manluo.

"My poor grandson, he too was abducted by Flower Demon Manluo!" If glares could kill, it seemed Flower Demon Manluo would have been slain by Old Master Tong’s gaze.

Hmm, the nose didn’t grow longer; it’s the truth.

This mission... is it surprisingly simple?

By just asking an NPC, they knew the result?

"Does Flower Demon Manluo have any grudge against the Tong Family?" Yang Guang continued to inquire.

To uncover the truth, it was also necessary to understand the motive behind the killings.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Tong’s complexion changed slightly.

Madam Tong, who had stopped crying, now had tears flowing down once more.

Old Master Tong’s voice became hoarse and pained as he spoke.

"In my life, I have indulged Youwei in everything. Whatever he said, I agreed, for fear of going against his wishes.

He wanted the Oiran, I granted it; he wanted Kirin’s Blood, I sent people to hunt the Shuyao Mountain.