Attacked by the Female Demon at the Beginning - Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Fortune to Take, Fate to Drink

“Daoist Jiang?”

Fang Jin was somewhat surprised.

Seeing Jiang Hao coming out from the backyard, he realized that the person living next door to them was Jiang Hao.

Given Jiang Hao’s strength, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to have inflicted heavy damage on the Chen family.

It also confirmed that Jiang Hao was not just a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator as he appeared to be.

After all, the other person was at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment.

“Daoist Fang,” Jiang Hao replied politely.

Since they had met, he needed to discuss some matters with these people.

“Would you care to sit down?” Fang Jin invited, pointing to a seat nearby.

The first floor was a dining area, naturally furnished with many tables and chairs.

However, since they were not welcoming guests recently, it appeared spacious.

If someone came in to cause trouble, the inn would explain very politely, fearing another encounter with someone like Jiang Hao.

Lan Jin looked at Jiang Hao curiously; she also believed that the person living next door was him. She was very curious about his actual strength.

Logically, it shouldn’t exceed that of her Senior Brother and Senior Sister. It would seem presumptuous for her to challenge him to a sparring match, and her seniors would definitely say she was thoughtless.

If it were within the sect, it would be a different matter.

To avoid being lectured, she decided to wait and see.

“When did you arrive, Fellow Daoist?”

Fang Jin asked casually after sitting down, then shared his own situation: “We arrived in the last two days, staying in rooms 1, 2, and 3.”

“I arrived a day or two earlier, staying in rooms 5 and 6,” Jiang Hao replied politely.

At this time, a plate of cold dishes and a plate of peanuts were served on the table as appetizers while waiting for the main meal.

“Did you ask them to tidy up the backyard?” Lan Jin asked.

“Yes, when it’s closed, I hope you Fellow Daoist won’t disturb the backyard,” Jiang Hao said as he stood up and bowed sincerely.

“Daoist Jiang, you’re too polite,” Fang Jin immediately stood up and waved his hand.

“Of course, we won’t disturb you. We’re just a bit curious about what you’re using the backyard for.”

“I’m planting some things because I’ll be staying for a while,” Jiang Hao sat down and explained briefly.

“Is it for the fairy accompanying you?” Bai Qiong guessed.

Jiang Hao nodded.

For a moment, he didn’t know how to introduce Hong Yuye.

Senior?

In their eyes, Hong Yuye was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, which clearly didn’t seem like a senior.

Senior Sister?

It seemed fitting, but he didn’t know if it would anger Hong Yuye.

Thinking of this, he decided to forgo the introduction and wait until they asked about it.

However, he didn’t know that these three people were living next door.

That was probably for the best, so he could also inform them about some matters regarding the capture of Zuo Lan.

He didn’t want to startle the snake. But the disciple they were looking for was probably his mission; he would decide whether to give up depending on the situation.

“What brings you here this time, Fellow Daoist?” Fang Jin poured a cup of tea for Jiang Hao.

“Did you come for Zuo Lan?”

Jiang Hao got straight to the point: “Yesterday, when you chased after Zuo Lan, did you gain anything?”

This question made the three of them pause, but they weren’t too surprised.

At that time, they had been chasing openly.

However, Lan Jin suddenly thought of something and said, “Was it you who killed Zuo Lan’s clone?”

This person is quite clever, Jiang Hao thought as he sipped his tea.

Unfortunately, sometimes they act too rashly.

Fang Jin and the others were also curious, but they didn’t blame or question him.

After all, everyone has their own agenda.

It’s best when interests align naturally; if not, it’s no big deal to simply not interfere with each other.

Jiang Hao set down his tea and said softly,

“Originally, Zuo Lan was supposed to appear by the Heavenly Lake in seven days to perform the final spirit-summoning ritual. But due to your disturbance, it might be delayed by two days. If he doesn’t show up voluntarily, do you think you can find him?”

Upon hearing this, Fang Jin and the others were startled:

“Do you know where Zuo Lan is?”

“I don’t know, but I do know that in nine days, he will appear at the altar by the Heavenly Lake. The person you’re looking for will probably show up on that day as well,” Jiang Hao replied.

If he knew Zuo Lan’s whereabouts, he would have already gone after him.

“Do you wish for us to refrain from doing too much in these next few days?” Bai Qiong asked.

“You might want to visit the Heavenly Lake and then consider my suggestion,” Jiang Hao proposed.

Fang Jin nodded and said respectfully,

“We will certainly take that into consideration. Could you perhaps provide more details?”

“The altar requires the fresh blood of boys and girls with innate cultivation talent. At the time of the final ritual, these children will surely be present,” Jiang Hao looked at them and continued.

“So the person you’re looking for will likely be taken there on that day.”

It was inevitable that someone would be taken there.

However, there was one thing he couldn’t figure out.

How could Zuo Lan, a mere Golden Core, prevent the people from Mingyue Sect from locating him?

After hesitating, he voiced his doubt.

“We’re also puzzled by this,” Bai Qiong said with a frown.

“At first, we suspected that they had a powerful figure among them, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. Later, we speculated that they might have a divine ability or a magical treasure that conceals our Junior Sister’s location. But recently, our uncle-master was intercepted by someone from the Tiansheng Sect, and since Tiansheng Sect has been close to Zuo Lan’s group, it’s possible they had a hand in it.”

“Actually, there’s another possibility. Do you know about Zuo Lan’s background, Jiang Fellow Daoist?” Fang Jin asked.

Jiang Hao took a sip of tea and replied calmly, “The Great Thousand Divine Sect?”

“You’re well-informed. We also began to suspect this after seeing his clone; it’s likely the Great Thousand Spirit Clone from the Great Thousand Divine Sect,” Fang Jin sighed.

“The Great Thousand Divine Sect is usually in the Tianhe Sea, and coming here, they must be helping someone. In fact, it was our Mingyue Sect that drove them to the Tianhe Sea. So, it’s quite possible that they inherently possess the ability to counter our sect’s location-tracking divine abilities.”

Jiang Hao nodded; this was the first he’d heard of it.

Of all the possibilities, Jiang Hao was most concerned about the connection with the Tiansheng Sect.

He was not on good terms with the Tiansheng Sect.

These people seemed convinced that he knew the secrets of the mine and were determined to learn it from him.

Even Senior Sister Ming Yi, the reserve Saintess, had no solution, and in the future, he might have to use force to reveal the truth to them.

But that would have to wait.

If ten years weren’t enough, then a hundred years; eventually, they would understand that Yan Hua hadn’t shared the secret with anyone.

After some more conversation, they ended their talk.

Jiang Hao also learned that their senior might come over soon.

Although he wasn’t sure if it was true, Jiang Hao had already planned to give up the mission.

These people were fairly easy to get along with, and for Mingyue Sect to go to such lengths for a disciple who hadn’t even formally joined, it would actually be troublesome for him to bring the person back.

It would be a shame to end up with neither credit nor blame.

With the Demon Sect, nothing was impossible.

Who knows how many spirit stones he would have to compensate the sect with?

After going upstairs, Jiang Hao visited each guest one by one.

He hoped they wouldn’t enter the backyard during its closure.

Chen Quan and the others assured that no one would disturb it, even saying they would have someone watch over it.

This made Jiang Hao feel somewhat embarrassed, and in the end, to avoid owing them a favor, he gave them a mace of Snow After Spring.

Chen Quan didn’t want to accept it at first, fearing he might have the money to buy it but not the life to drink it.

But Jiang Hao had already left.

He had no choice but to reluctantly accept it.