While the group in the courtyard were still clinking cups and drinking, unexpectedly, flames shot towards the sky in the rear courtyard of the City Lord’s mansion, and thick black smoke billowed up.
This commotion immediately drew the attention of those in the courtyard.
“City Lord Qian, what has happened?” Tang Ye asked.
Qian Cheng’en had been drinking until his face was flushed and he was already somewhat tipsy. He looked up and instantly sobered.
“Oh no, that is the treasury of the City Lord’s mansion!”
Qian Cheng’en’s expression changed drastically. He urgently shouted, “Someone come!”
Several guards quickly arrived.
“Go immediately and see why the rear courtyard has caught fire?” Qian Cheng’en ordered.
“Yes.” As the guards left, Qian Cheng’en suddenly remembered something and cried out, “Oh heavens, my Qingfeng Dew…”
Having said that, Qian Cheng’en quickly stood up and ran towards the rear courtyard. However, after two steps he turned back, cupped his hands towards Song Que and said, “Divine Son, this subordinate must go to the rear courtyard to check. I will be absent for a moment. Please forgive me, Divine Son.”
“What is in the treasury?” Song Que asked.
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Qian Cheng’en replied, “In the treasury are stored several thousand jin of Qingfeng Dew.”
Song Que’s expression turned slightly cold as he asked, “Is there nothing else? For example, spirit stones?”
“No.” Qian Cheng’en quickly said, “Originally there were many spirit stones in the treasury. Some time ago, I had already sent people to deliver them all to the Yin-Yang Cult headquarters. Currently, the treasury only contains several thousand jin of Qingfeng Dew.”
“I have always treasured that Qingfeng Dew. I was planning to present it to the Cult Leader as a birthday gift when his grand birthday arrives.”
“Divine Son, please excuse my absence. I hope you will understand.”
Having said that, Qian Cheng’en hurried towards the rear courtyard.
As soon as he left, Tang Ye said, “This matter is rather suspicious. How could the City Lord’s mansion suddenly catch fire?”
“Moreover, it did not catch fire earlier or later, but precisely at this moment. No matter how you look at it, this affair carries the flavour of a conspiracy.”
“Senior Brother Song, Junior Brother Yunjie, what do you think? Could it be that thieves have secretly infiltrated the treasury of the City Lord’s mansion?”
Upon hearing this, Song Que and Ye Qiu exchanged a glance.
Ye Qiu said, “I think Senior Brother Tang has a point.”
“I will go and see.” Tang Ye said, preparing to stand up.
“Senior Brother Tang, hold on.” Ye Qiu stopped Tang Ye, quickly standing up and saying, “Senior Brother Tang, your injuries have not yet healed. Rest for now. I will go to the rear courtyard to check.”
Tang Ye thought Ye Qiu was truly concerned for his health and felt very touched. He instructed, “Junior Brother Yunjie, be careful. If there really are thieves, remember to call us in time. Do not face them alone.”
“I understand.” Ye Qiu nodded slightly and strode towards the rear courtyard.
“Yunjie!” Song Que stood up, saying worriedly, “I had better accompany you. My cultivation is higher than yours. I can protect you.”
Ye Qiu was momentarily speechless and thought to himself, “This Song Que truly has deep affection for his junior brother!”
“It is a pity that your junior brother has already been killed.”
“I wonder what your reaction will be when you learn this news?”
Thinking of this, Ye Qiu said, “Senior Brother Song, you have travelled a long distance. Sit and rest for a while. I will go to the rear courtyard and return shortly.”
He knew very well that the fire in the rear courtyard of the City Lord’s mansion was started by Elder Longbrow and Elder Niu. Moreover, if nothing went wrong, at this moment Elder Niu and the old fellow were in the process of killing Qian Cheng’en.
If Song Que followed, the two peak Tongshen guards at his side would also go, and unexpected complications might arise.
Unbeknownst to him, his words instead moved Song Que deeply.
“Junior Brother truly has me in his heart.”
Song Que smiled faintly and said, “Junior Brother, I am not tired. I will accompany you to the rear courtyard.”
Having said that, without waiting for Ye Qiu to refuse, he directly walked towards the rear courtyard.
The two peak Tongshen guards immediately followed behind Song Que. Ye Qiu felt somewhat helpless. Since things had reached this point, he could hardly stop them further.
Just as they were about to leave the courtyard, suddenly, a figure flew in from outside the door.
“Boom!”
A deep pit was smashed into the ground.
Song Que and Ye Qiu hurriedly stopped and turned to look. They saw Qian Cheng’en lying in the pit, eyes wide open, blood flowing ceaselessly from his mouth. He had already lost all signs of life.
He died with eyes unclosed.
“The City Lord is dead…”
Someone shouted this, and instantly, the courtyard descended into chaos.
“Stay calm!”
Song Que let out a deep shout, his voice like rolling thunder, reaching the ears of everyone present.
At once, the chaotic courtyard fell completely silent.
Song Que said, “With this Divine Son here, even if the sky falls, I will hold it up.”
As soon as his words fell, a sneer sounded.
“Heh heh, truly worthy of being a Divine Son of the Yin-Yang Cult. What a bold claim!”
Song Que looked up and saw two figures walking side by side out from the rear courtyard.
The one on the left was an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk. He wore a smile on his face, exuding an air of immortal grace.
Mid Yuanying stage!
Song Que recognised the old Taoist’s cultivation at a glance. His gaze quickly shifted to the person on the right.
That person was burly and towering, his body brimming with power, like a small mountain, giving off a strong sense of oppression.
“Hmm? I cannot discern his cultivation?”
Song Que was somewhat surprised.
He was the Third Divine Son of the Yin-Yang Cult, at the mid Tongshen stage. If even he could not see through someone’s cultivation, it could only mean that the person on the right was stronger than him.
At this moment, the two peak Tongshen guards behind Song Que immediately stepped in front of him, murderous intent flashing across their faces.
“Who are you?” Song Que asked steadily, “Did you kill Qian Cheng’en?”
Elder Longbrow chuckled and said, “Song Que, when I first heard your name, I was very curious. Why are you called Song Que? What exactly are you lacking?”
“Are you lacking money?”
“Or lacking virtue?”
“Only now do I finally understand. You are lacking a brain.”
“Of course we killed Qian Cheng’en. Is this not obvious? Asking such a superfluous question, if that is not lacking a brain, what is?”
Before Song Que could speak, Tang Ye slammed the table and stood up.
“Insolent! Senior Brother Song is the Third Divine Son of our Yin-Yang Cult. How dare you speak to him in this way? Do you wish to die?”
“The Third Divine Son of the Yin-Yang Cult, tsk tsk tsk…” Elder Longbrow smiled and said, “In the eyes of others, the Third Divine Son of the Yin-Yang Cult may be an unattainable figure, but in my eyes, let alone the Third Divine Son, even the Wuji Heavenly Venerable is nothing but a pile of dog shit.”
“Do you know what dog shit looks like?”
“It looks exactly like you!”
Instantly, Song Que and Tang Ye’s faces turned livid. Elder Longbrow had not only called them dog shit, but had even insulted the Wuji Heavenly Venerable along with them. Truly audacious to the extreme.
“Outrageous! Daring to insult the Cult Leader, your crime deserves execution…”
Song Que had not finished speaking when a movement came from his bosom. He quickly pulled out a message jade slip. On it was displayed a single line.
“Yunjie’s life lamp has extinguished. The Second Holy Son has fallen!”
