Wang Dahei was one of the expedition members. He recalled, his face still glowing, "The moment Palace Lord Tang appeared, I felt he must be your biological Uncle. I was in the same Winged Vehicle as him, and from behind, I saw Killing Intent dripping from his face. Not a single one of the ten Elders dared to approach him."
"With a Formation for teleportation, a journey that would normally take us ten days was completed in just a few breaths. Two hundred Winged Vehicles arrived above Yu Yixiang. After Yu Yixiang sent out her message, she had already fainted. Female Disciples from the Sect got off the vehicles and revived her. After Tang Honggong and Elder Bi clarified the situation, they split into three groups. One group searched for you, one for Wang Longyu, and the main force headed directly for the Helou Family castle."
"Which path did my Uncle take?" Qian Duoduo asked Wang Dahei curiously.
"The one looking for you," Wang Dahei's reply made Qian Duoduo smile happily.
Even though Palace Lord Dajiu seemed cold to him on the surface, and even left him with a strong psychological shadow after taking him to Little Dragon Valley, he was actually quite warm-hearted.
"However, once the Palace Lord followed the corpses of the He Lou Clan members and found the large pit where you detonated your Magic Treasure, and found the golden sword you used, he flew directly to the He Lou castle. With one palm, he shattered the defensive Formation, and with another palm, he annihilated the He Lou Old Ancestor. After annihilating the entire He Lou Clan, the Palace Lord searched the Chifeng Mountain Range for a full seven days, practically digging three feet deep. After finding nothing, he was the last to leave."
As Wang Dahei recounted these events, a domineering image of the Palace Lord was directly etched into their minds.
My Uncle cared about me a lot. Qian Duoduo's soles felt warm.
"I have something to reveal," Lei Jiashu pointed at Wang Dahei, "After Senior Brother returned, he cried every day, saying you were gone and blaming himself. He blamed himself for not giving you some Formations; if you had Formations on you, you wouldn't have died."
Wang Dahei's face immediately turned red, "I didn't cry every day."
"Hmph, thick-skinned and stubborn," Lei Jiashu scoffed.
In front of Buhuan Estate, laughter echoed continuously, as if spring had arrived early.
...
The next day, Qian Duoduo woke up from his Cultivation, pushed open the door, and saw a strange Outer Sect Disciple standing outside the courtyard.
"Senior Brother Jin, my name is Jin Buqiu. Clan Chief has invited you to return to the Jin Family. A special vehicle is waiting at the foot of the mountain." The Outer Sect Disciple was polite and seemed capable and intelligent.
"Clan Chief? What Clan Chief?" The first thing Qian Duoduo thought of was the He Lou Family Clan Chief, the He Lou Old Ancestor who had been flattened into a meat patty by Palace Lord Dajiu.
"The Jin Family Head," Jin Buqiu smiled slightly, "By seniority, he should be Senior Brother's grandfather's generation."
"Grandfather's generation?" Qian Duoduo chuckled, his gaze turning towards Jin Buhuan in the Golden Toad—a Clan Chief grandfather had fallen from the sky!
"Shall we go now?" Jin Buqiu urged.
"What's the matter?" Qian Duoduo's face turned cold. Before Jin Buhuan died, this 'Clan Chief' didn't show up. Before he died, this 'Clan Chief' also didn't show up. Now that he had become a Purple-Gold Disciple, he suddenly appeared?
How could there be such a cheap good thing, where someone just comes and tries to ride over his head as a grandfather?
"The Clan Chief said he wants to hold a welcoming banquet for Senior Brother," Jin Buqiu straightened his back. It seemed this errand-running Jin Buqiu was a direct descendant of the Jin Family. It was hard on him, having bent his waist and spoken three sentences to Qian Duoduo.
"You're too kind. I just returned to the Sect and have many things to do. I don't have time. You can go back." Qian Duoduo was too lazy to be polite anymore and waved his hand. He wasn't lying; yesterday, he chatted with Huang Guiren and the others until dark. First, they talked about how he survived the Chifeng Mountain Range, and later, they discussed how to develop the ten-thousand-acre estate, what to plant, what to raise, and how to make a fortune.
Huang Guiren also suggested changing Buhuan Estate to Purple Gold Manor. His suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone.
This morning, Qian Duoduo also planned to visit the Mission Hall to hand over the tasks of the Sect store and searching for Wang Longyu.
He had no interest in this 'Clan Chief' who had delivered himself to his doorstep.
"This... isn't good, is it?" Jin Buqiu was silent for a moment, then squeezed out this sentence.
Qian Duoduo swept him aside with his right hand, "Don't block the way."
Jin Buqiu had a Qi Condensation Level Six cultivation, but Qian Duoduo's gentle push almost made him stumble, and his handsome face immediately turned completely red.
He left the mountain gate, crossed Lingwu Avenue, and arrived at the Mission Hall.
The Mission Hall in winter was still bustling; the main hall and smaller halls were packed with people.
Along the way, many Disciples greeted Qian Duoduo, and he nodded in return. Being a celebrity was also troublesome.
When he reached the mission delivery counter, an orange figure was shrinking inside. Qian Duoduo roared, "Senior Brother Jin Buque, why are you leaving when you see me coming?"
The orange figure stopped, and Jin Buque's beautiful face turned around. His eyes lit up the moment they saw Qian Duoduo.
He jogged forward, his head slightly lowered, his neck bent forward, and asked in surprise, "Bu Huan Di, when did you return to the Sect?"
He gently grasped Qian Duoduo's hand, "You don't know, these past few days, I've been so worried. I wished I could go to the Chifeng Mountain Range and personally bring my younger brother back. Yesterday at the memorial service, I fainted several times from crying. I just knew that a genius as excellent as our Jin Family would definitely return safely and victoriously. You really came back, that's wonderful, truly wonderful..."
His gaze was sincere, his voice gentle, and his demeanor affectionate. It was truly marvelous, the big bad wolf transforming into a beautiful lamb!
However, Qian Duoduo knew that Jin Buque had originally intended to hide when he saw him enter the Mission Hall. Without that shout from him, he would have already been cowering in an empty corner.
Qian Duoduo quietly watched his performance. After a splendid half hour, Jin Buque had said everything he could, unable to utter any new words. His eyes flickered like two dying flames.
"Senior Brother Shen, alas..." Qian Duoduo shook his head.
Jin Buque blinked a few times, "Which Senior Brother Shen?"
"Shen Yezhen, an Inner Sect Disciple. You don't know him?"
"This is the first time I've heard that name," Jin Buque's eyes were as pure as a dense fog.
"Senior Brother Shen was a good Senior Brother. Before he left, he told me everything, and he even mentioned you—"
"Ah, I remember now. Senior Brother Shen took a task from me. He insisted on choosing someone familiar with the wilderness environment, someone with experience exploring mountains. He chose you. At the time, I even said, you're currently the guardian of the Sect store, how could you possibly undertake this task?"
A hint of panic finally appeared on Jin Buque's face.
"Senior Brother Shen is truly a good person; he sacrificed his life to save me. He is our role model."
"A role model, a role model... I will learn from him. No, I must also learn from my younger brother." Jin Buque alternately leaned on the counter and straightened up. Sweat broke out on his head, like an insect that had fallen into water, flailing about wildly.
Shen Yezhen's Storage Pouch was in Qian Duoduo's hand, but there was no evidence of an attempt to harm Qian Duoduo inside. The reason for discussing these things was simply to thoroughly scare Jin Buque.
Having struck the mountain and startled the tiger, Qian Duoduo placed his token on the counter, "I'm here to settle the mission."
"Good, good, good." Jin Buque picked up the token and placed it into the counter's slot. In his haste, he even put it in backward. He turned the token around, placed it correctly, then glanced at Qian Duoduo out of the corner of his eye, quietly letting out a breath.
Just then, the counter suddenly flashed red, vibrating continuously while emitting a series of roars.
Everyone in the entire hall looked over.