Chapter 15

"Oh, you're still alive. The old man's life is pretty tough."

Shui Wuyuan was the first to speak.

Old Master Qi followed the voice with a glare, then his eyes widened.

That young man's face was far too familiar—but why would he be in their home?

Then the old man noticed the young man standing beside Shui Wuyuan. His temperament was utterly different from Shui Wuyuan's; merely seeing him brought joy, like a clear spring and flawless jade.

"If you don't know how to speak, then don't open your mouth. He's an elder, after all." He Qinglan spoke, then walked toward Second Uncle Qi, who was locked in a stalemate with Qi Xiaoyuan. Almost the instant he approached, Second Uncle Qi, who had been stubbornly fighting Qi Xiaoyuan, abruptly whipped his head around to look at him, his eyes revealing incomparably greedy desire.

"What are you carrying on you?! Give it to me!!"

"As long as you give me that thing, I won't kill you! I'll even give you gold, silver, and jewels. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!!"

"Give me that thing! Hurry up and give me the pearl!!"

By the end, Second Uncle Qi had completely lost his reason and lunged straight at He Qinglan. No longer having his head pinned down, Qi Xiaoyuan desperately grabbed hold of him and looked anxiously at He Qinglan. "He's gone crazy! Immortal Pretty Boy, hurry and call the police!"

River Immortal Pretty Boy: "..."

River Immortal Pretty Boy did not call the police. The moment he heard the words "pearl," his expression had already turned cold. Then Qi Xiaoyuan, Old Master Qi, and Second Aunt Qi, who had rushed over, watched this young man who looked as gentle as an immortal swing his hand and slap Second Uncle Qi.

It was clearly only a slap, yet Second Uncle Qi's entire body spun three times through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Qi Xiaoyuan even seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking. Looking at his suddenly empty hands, he only came back to himself after shuddering violently.

Ah, he had nearly forgotten.

Immortal Pretty Boy was the Immortal Pretty Boy who could crack a solid wood, genuine leather executive chair with one punch—the Immortal Pretty Boy who had pinned down and beaten Shui Wuyuan when they were little!

The room fell deathly silent.

Even Shui Wuyuan felt a slight headache.

Only then did He Qinglan slowly walk up to Second Uncle Qi, lowering his head to look down at him from above. With a grasp of his left hand through empty air, a thin black branch hidden in Second Uncle Qi's robes floated into the young man's fair palm.

He Qinglan frowned slightly as he looked at the branch.

Shui Wuyuan also leaned over at this point, surprise appearing on his face. "Is this a Life Essence Spirit Branch?"

He Qinglan lowered his eyes. "It's a Life Essence Spirit Branch that has been tainted by Corrupting Miasma."

It was no longer a wooden treasure that represented life.

He tried wrapping the tiny spirit branch in his Spiritual Power, only to find that he had too little Spiritual Power. Before he could even envelop the branch, the Corrupting Power had already drained it dry.

He Qinglan pressed his lips together and said nothing. Then he heard a light cough, and abundant, immense Sourcewater Power fell into his palm, tightly wrapping the little black branch into a sphere of water.

"Done. What a tiny matter. I'm still the better one, aren't I?"

He Qinglan looked at the somewhat translucent, faintly blue water sphere. After thinking for a moment, he tossed it into the fish tank beside them.

"Little Black, watch it."

"Waaah, waaah, waaah!"

The Black Carp immediately swished its tail in the little fish tank and blew bubbles at the small water sphere.

It could absorb Corrupting Power, then blow bubbles to purify it! It was more useful than those koi that had nothing but pretty faces!!

Only then did He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan turn to look at the Qi Family, who had been rendered speechless by this fantastical turn of events. He Qinglan first sprinkled some water over Old Master Qi, clearing away some of the Corrupting Miasma, before saying to Qi Xiaoyuan, "Your grandfather is fine now. Your family will be fine from now on as well. It can be confirmed that your second uncle tampered with things and killed your parents, though he probably used the power of some evil demon."

"But now he no longer has that kind of power. Get some sleep tonight. Everything will return to normal tomorrow. As for what I want to know, one look at his memories will do."

Qi Xiaoyuan: "..." The problem was, he was afraid he would not be able to sleep tonight.

His entire worldview was practically cracking apart right now, okay?!

Then the River God glanced at this devout believer again and ultimately gave him a reminder.

"If you can't sleep, praying to the River God a little more is fine too."

Qi Xiaoyuan: "..."

Now he could sleep even less, aaaah!

Qi Xiaoyuan ultimately did not sleep a wink that night, but neither did he spend the entire night praying to the River God.

He merely settled his exhausted grandfather down, then followed He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan into the study, where he listened as his second uncle recounted everything he had done over the past two years.

If he had not heard it with his own ears, Qi Xiaoyuan would never have believed that his second uncle could be such a vile and terrifying person.

Likewise, if he had not heard it with his own ears and seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that "gods, Buddhas, and evil demons" truly existed in this world—

"I just couldn't accept it! Why was the old man so biased that he gave the family business to Big Brother?!" Without that thin black twig, no thicker than a finger, Second Uncle Qi's complexion quickly turned ashen, and his entire body exuded an air of death and dark filth.

His eyes stared fixedly at Qi Xiaoyuan as though he were looking at a mortal enemy. "We're both Father's sons. The family property should at least be divided fairly!"

Qi Xiaoyuan's face was icy.

This man still had the nerve to talk about a fair division. Aside from spending money on women, gambling, and showing off, he could not do anything else. To take care of him, Grandfather had even given him one-third of the shares, hoping he would never lack food or clothing. Yet in his eyes, it had become injustice and resentment.

"Hehehe, so what if the old man wouldn't give it to me? Even Heaven was helping me! I met a master! The master could fulfill all my wishes, and he gave me a treasure that could make all my wishes come true!"

Second Uncle Qi's eyes slowly filled with crazed obsession. "That treasure was simply incredible. As long as I made a wish to it and offered up sacrifices, it could always make my wishes come true."

"Hehehehehe! So Big Brother, who stood in my way, got crushed to death! The people blocking my path to wealth got into car accidents! Those bastards who looked down on me were injured, crippled, and each one more unlucky than the last! Only me!"