Translator: Cinder Translations
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"I am the supervisor sent by the sect. If you dare kill me, the sect will not let you off," Chen Feihe said.
Gongsun Jian looked confident, leisurely replying.
"Don't worry, my Gongsun family won't kill you. However, there are many witnesses here who can testify that you attacked me, the younger brother of the next Nascent Soul ancestor of the Corpse Demon Sect. Do you think the Golden Core Elders of the Corpse Demon Sect, in order to avenge their sister, will order your execution?"
Chen Feihe's anger immediately dissipated, and his face turned ashen.
"Killing me, what's in it for you?" he asked.
Gongsun Jian sneered. "I want to make it clear to all the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Corpse Demon Sect that anyone who dares to act as a supervisor in my Gongsun family will meet the same fate as you. You supervisors have been nothing but an obstacle, hindering the growth of my Gongsun family."
"Please, Young Master Jian, spare me. I was just following the sect's orders to carry out my mission. Over these years in the Gongsun family, I've been extremely cautious, never offending anyone in your family. Even when insulted or mocked, I've endured it all," Chen Feihe's tone was filled with sorrow and helplessness.
Gongsun Jian replied, "Blame your bad luck for being assigned to be a supervisor in my Gongsun family."
Chen Feihe's expression became despondent, as if he had accepted his fate and ceased resisting.
He pointed to Song Wen and said, "Young Master Jian, you want to kill me, but it's just to set an example. This friend of mine has nothing to do with this. Please, spare him."
Song Wen was surprised by this.
At such a critical moment, Chen Feihe was actually pleading for him!
Song Wen's mind flashed with information about the Gongsun family.
Gongsun Jian, the younger brother of Gongsun Cailu, though not as exceptionally talented as his sister, was still a cultivator with decent talent. Moreover, this person was ruthless and deeply favored by a mid-stage Golden Core ancestor of the Gongsun family, with plans to cultivate him into a Golden Core cultivator.
After witnessing his actions today, it was clear that Gongsun Jian had some skill.
Gongsun Jian glanced at Song Wen with disdain and said, "Your friend, like you, is unlucky. He must die as well."
Chen Feihe looked at Song Wen with regret. "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry. It's my fault that you got caught up in this."
Song Wen picked up a cup of wine, took a small sip, and slowly spoke.
"Brother Chen, you haven't harmed me; in fact, you've done me a great favor."
Everyone in the room was shocked by Song Wen's words.
Chen Feihe looked stunned, suddenly realizing he no longer understood the friend he had once considered a comrade.
Gongsun Jian and Sixth Elder exchanged wary glances.
Song Wen was acting far too calmly, more so than expected.
Gongsun Jian's eyes widened, and with a defensive expression, he asked, "Who are you really? Why are you here in this tavern?"
Song Wen remained seated at the table and answered indifferently.
"Who I am is something you're not qualified to know. As for why I'm here, wasn't it you who sent people to trap me here?"
"Pretending!" Sixth Elder suddenly roared, raising his hand to summon a mid-stage level 3 corpse puppet.
The corpse puppet, with claws outstretched, lunged at Song Wen.
"Bang!"
Just as the corpse puppet was about to strike, it exploded in mid-air, sending debris flying.
The shattered fragments of the corpse puppet struck everyone except Chen Feihe, Sixth Elder, and Gongsun Jian, reducing them to a bloody mess.
In the tavern's main hall, the air was thick with the smell of blood.
Sixth Elder and Gongsun Jian both showed expressions of shock and fear.
Without hesitation, they turned and fled.
As they ran for several paces, they found their path blocked by a dark barrier.
At some point, a black barrier had enveloped the tavern's main hall, isolating it from the outside world.
Sixth Elder and Gongsun Jian didn't attempt to attack the barrier; they could clearly sense that it was beyond their ability to break through.
The two of them quickly turned around and, with bent knees, knelt before it.
"Junior has eyes but fails to recognize greatness. I have offended senior; please, senior, show mercy and spare my life," Sixth Elder begged, his voice trembling with fear.
In contrast, Gongsun Jian tried to remain more composed.
"Senior, my older sister, Gongsun Cailu, is a direct disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect's Patriarch, Gou Jun. I beg you to spare me for my sister's sake."
Chen Feihe, still in shock, stared at Song Wen, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Brother Zhang, you're a Golden Core cultivator?"
Song Wen smiled lightly and replied, "Brother Chen, I will explain my cultivation later. Let's deal with the current situation first."
Then, Song Wen turned his gaze toward Gongsun Jian and Sixth Elder.
"Rest assured, if I wanted to kill you, you would have already died. I'm giving you a chance to live, but I wonder if you can seize it."
"Please, senior, tell us what to do. We will obey your orders," Gongsun Jian hastily said.
"Hand over twenty 300-year-old Forget-Me-Not mushrooms each, and I will spare your lives," Song Wen commanded.
"This..." The two hesitated.
Song Wen's expression turned cold. "What's this? You can't come up with them?"
Gongsun Jian quickly thought for a moment and then spoke up.
"Senior, we can obtain them, but we need to return to our family to fetch them. We don't have them on hand."
"You want me to let you go back?" Song Wen sneered.
"Senior, please understand, we truly don't have any Forget-Me-Not mushrooms on us. If you let us return, we will definitely bring back enough to offer to you as an apology," Gongsun Jian smiled awkwardly.
"It's not impossible for me to let you go back. However, I'll need to leave something on you to ensure you actually return," Song Wen replied.
With that, he snapped his fingers, sending two streams of energy at them.
Gongsun Jian and Sixth Elder's eyes widened in terror. The energy didn't kill them, but instead entered their mouths, traveling down to their stomachs.
"This energy will explode in one hour. If you're not back by then, you will die, and your souls will be destroyed along with it," Song Wen warned.
"We will definitely bring the Forget-Me-Not mushrooms back on time," Gongsun Jian and Sixth Elder said, quickly rising to their feet.
As they noticed the dark barrier had disappeared, they hastily turned and fled outside.
Seeing them leave, Chen Feihe cupped his hands in gratitude.
"Brother Zhang... Senior Zhang, thank you for saving me. If not for you, I would likely have met my end today."
"It's nothing, Brother Chen. No need to thank me," Song Wen replied.
"Senior Zhang, you shouldn't let them go so easily. The Corpse Demon Sect has strict control over the Forget-Me-Not mushrooms. I was sent here to the Gongsun family primarily to prevent them from smuggling them. Even if they've secretly obtained some, it's impossible for them to gather forty 300-year-old mushrooms," Chen Feihe added.
(End of the Chapter)
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