I'm Really Not an Immortal

The Night Roaming God, perched on Jiang Wang's shoulder, said calmly, "While I can let you unleash that power, time is limited. We need to finish this quickly."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wang said nothing more. Tan Lao Liu had noticed the falling flying sword, a look of joy already spreading across his face. He immediately urged the sword on, aiming to pierce Xiaoyu's head.

At the critical moment, Jiang Wang's figure instantly appeared before Xiaoyu. He clenched his fist and smashed the flying sword into pieces. The force of his punch then blew apart the wall.

Tan Lao Liu didn't even have time to scream before he dissolved into a mist of blood.

Jiang Wang's body immediately went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

"Young Master!" Xiaoyu, snapping back to reality, dropped the Long Night Saber and rushed to support Jiang Wang.

"I was supposed to let you kill him yourself, but I ended up snatching the kill," Jiang Wang said, rubbing Xiaoyu's head with a smile. "Next time, I'll definitely let you take action."

Xiaoyu shook her head. She didn't blame Jiang Wang for killing Tan Lao Liu. Instead, she felt that her own fear had given Tan Lao Liu an opportunity to counterattack. If it weren't for her Young Master, she would surely be dead by now.

She had replayed the scene of killing her enemy countless times in her mind, so why did she still feel afraid when it was time to act?

However, the reality was not as she thought. While some fear was real, her resolve to kill Tan Lao Liu was also genuine. That bit of fear was actually negligible.

The Green-robed and White-robed Cultivators, working together, had already subdued Akong.

"Mr. Jiang, what about her?"

Jiang Wang looked at Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu glanced at Akong and shook her head.

Akong was even younger than her, and she hadn't been present when the incident at the Yu Mansion occurred.

Jiang Wang understood and looked at Akong.

His expression instantly became very strange.

Akong, pinned down by the two cultivators, painstakingly pulled out a flattened steamed bun from her embrace. She muttered something unintelligible and took a big bite, looking very content.

"Uh... looking at her character, she doesn't seem bad. She's just... a bit simple-minded. Let's just let her go for now."

The Green-robed Cultivator also had a strange expression. "This girl's fighting style is quite bizarre. Even when facing death, she's still thinking about eating steamed buns. She's indeed a bit too simple-minded."

The White-robed Cultivator looked at the shattered wall and Tan Lao Liu, who had been reduced to nothing. He said nervously, "In the end, it's still the worst possible outcome. Things have come to this, and we need to prevent the Qingxuan Bureau from finding out about this place."

He immediately grabbed the Green-robed Cultivator and said, "The Du Family is the main culprit. As you said, we must cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. We absolutely cannot let the Du family spread word of this!"

Jiang Wang said nothing. After the two cultivators left, he looked at Akong again and asked, "The person you were following is dead because of me. Aren't you thinking of revenge?"

Akong swallowed the last bite of her steamed bun and said calmly, "He just gave me food, so I followed him. What does it have to do with me whether he lives or dies? Anyway, his money is with me."

Jiang Wang hadn't expected this kind of situation. He said, "But he at least gave you food. If you're not going to avenge him, you're so readily severing ties, and even taking his money?"

Akong seemed a bit sleepy and mumbled, "I'll do as much as he gives me food. It's always been very clear. He's gone now, and the money is useless to him. What's wrong with me taking it?"

Jiang Wang said, "Although I feel something is off, what you're saying seems to make a lot of sense."

The White-robed Cultivator returned, "Mr. Jiang, Du Heng and his two sons have escaped. My brother has gone after them."

Jiang Wang threw out a token and said, "Go thirty miles outside the city and dispatch the Black Flame Army. You absolutely cannot let any of them get away."

The White-robed Cultivator took the token and soared into the sky.

Xiaoyu seemed to have just noticed a bird perched on Jiang Wang's shoulder and asked curiously, "Young Master, what is this?"

Jiang Wang casually replied, "A Yao."

Xiaoyu was shocked. "Young Master is really involved with Yao?!"

If Tan Lao Liu hadn't lied, then the incident at the Yu Mansion...

Before Xiaoyu could break down, Jiang Wang smiled and said, "But it says it's a Deity. It seems to truly be a Deity. With the favor of this divine bird, Xiaoyu will surely have your wishes granted."

"Divine bird?" Xiaoyu looked at the Night Roaming God. Seeing its listless appearance, she asked doubtfully, "Why does it look like it's about to die?"

Jiang Wang said, "It's always like this. Don't worry about it."

The Night Roaming God's voice suddenly echoed in Jiang Wang's mind, "You're the one who looks like you're about to die. Why are you saying anything! You're not an immortal. Do you know what kind of trouble you'll face if you expose my divine status!"

Jiang Wang frowned and also tried to speak in his mind, "I'm just saying it for Xiaoyu to hear. She's easily fooled. I can just give a casual reason, and she'll forget about it."

The Night Roaming God's voice reappeared in his mind, "It better be that way. I've had the worst luck in my life. I searched for an immortal for hundreds of years, thinking I could finally return to my divine position, only to meet a fake. My Golden Elixir! All for nothing!"

Jiang Wang seemed interested, but it was in this way of speaking.

He thought in his mind, "As you said, I did hear that seekers of immortality came because of the 'Mirage.' But I know very well that I am not some immortal, and you never asked me. You've been talking to yourself the whole time, and then you spat out your Golden Elixir. You can't blame me for this."

Seeing that the Night Roaming God remained silent, Jiang Wang continued, "What is that stone statue in the Mirage that looks exactly like you?"

The Night Roaming God's voice held some confusion, "Strange. This is indeed the divine fruit position. Once your realm improves and your Divine Kingdom is truly established, I can return to my divine position through it. But how is this possible?"

"You're not an immortal, so having a Divine Kingdom is already strange. How can it even produce a fruit position?"

It seemed to perk up. "Could it be that you really are an immortal? A newly born immortal? That's why you have a Divine Kingdom, but it's empty inside? Is that why my Golden Elixir could form a fruit position? I don't know what an immortal is like in the beginning. Perhaps this is the truth!"

Jiang Wang asked, "Since you followed an immortal, how could you not know what an immortal is?"

The Night Roaming God said, "I was created by an immortal. Although I was born following an immortal, how could I know how an immortal becomes an immortal?"

Jiang Wang pondered, "Me being an immortal? It's impossible no matter how I think about it."

The Night Roaming God excitedly said, "Never mind whether you are an immortal or not. Since a fruit position has been born in the Divine Kingdom, it means you have the qualification to become an immortal. It seems my luck is quite good. I've endured hundreds of years, and if I can endure until you truly become an immortal, it should be fine."

Jiang Wang was too lazy to think about such ethereal matters. There were more realistic issues to consider. "You didn't tell me earlier that there's a time limit to unleashing that power after stepping out of Qixia Street?"

The Night Roaming God said, "You didn't ask, and besides, I was in a terrible mood back then."

It then continued, "Perhaps because you haven't ascended to immortality yet, your body simply can't withstand the power of the Divine Kingdom, leaving you extremely weak. If there's no way to improve this, you might not have many years left to live."

The Night Roaming God sighed, "I'm truly unlucky. The Divine Kingdom directly absorbed my power, which allowed it to stabilize and prevent your lifespan from shortening further, but it left me as weak as the monster Ao Yin."

"You need to put in more effort and learn to control the power of the Divine Kingdom as soon as possible. Otherwise, before you can achieve immortality, we'll both be doomed."

Jiang Wang nodded. It seemed he needed to provoke more powerful enemies.

Should he let Du Yanruo and the others go?

But then he thought of the Qingxuan Bureau's influence in the Sui Kingdom. Currently, that was definitely not a good idea.

He looked at Akong.

Perhaps letting her go free, leaving the only one who knew the truth, would create a hidden danger.

Although he felt the hidden danger Akong could bring was far less than that of the Du Family, it was undoubtedly more secure if he could control it.

Therefore, he ignored Akong and prepared to go home with Xiaoyu.

The night was very deep.

There were no pedestrians on the street.

Just as they were about to step out of South City Alley.

A dark figure blocked the intersection.

Jiang Wang's expression turned serious.

This scene felt familiar.

"Feng Linghuai, you've finally decided to show yourself."

A short knife appeared in the dark figure's hand, flashing a cold glint in the darkness.

"Young Marquis Jiang, while I was waiting for an opportunity, you were investigating me too."

Jiang Wang said sternly, "Your disciple accepted a mission he shouldn't have. Moreover, those who are Jianli should be prepared to die if they fail a mission. For you to seek revenge now, while understandable in principle, is still inappropriate."

Feng Linghuai said calmly, "My actions today indeed go against the rules of the Jianli. But I only had that one disciple. If I don't avenge him for dying mysteriously in Hun City, I'd be ashamed to call myself a teacher."

Jiang Wang looked at Xiaoyu.

At this moment, Xiaoyu's face was ashen. If not for her Martial Artist aura, she would have likely collapsed already.

He supported Xiaoyu with one hand and thought in his heart, "Birdie, any way to fight back forcefully?"

The Night Roaming God said, "Your body can't take it. It seems I have to step in. But there's something I want to say."

Jiang Wang asked, "What?"

The Night Roaming God said, "Please change how you address me."

Jiang Wang said, "Okay, Birdie."

The Night Roaming God immediately unleashed a string of curses and, in anger, flapped its wings and flew away. Its form instantly became incredibly large, covering the entire South City Alley.

Feng Linghuai took a step back in shock, "A monster?!"

"Monster my ass!" The Night Roaming God, with its crimson eyes like two full moons, stared directly at Feng Linghuai. With a gentle exhale, a hurricane swept up.

South City Alley seemed to face a disaster. Houses swayed precariously as if being dismantled, flying high into the sky layer by layer. The bluestone pavement was neatly ripped open. Feng Linghuai was hit with tremendous force, spitting blood as he disappeared into the night sky.

Looking at the scene of ruins, Jiang Wang's heart ached.

Fortunately, this was a street and not a residential area. Otherwise, the Night Roaming God's breath would have caused a massacre.

But with this place destroyed to such an extent, he would probably have to pay a lot of money.