Chapter 143: Nie Yuan, Nie Fen
Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Lucas
"Where’s that kid?" The three middle-aged men had followed the violet-clothed youth into a secluded alleyway, and just when they thought that they were going to hit their target, they noticed that the violet-clothed youth had vanished at the fork in the road ahead.
"Split up and search!" a green-clothed middle-aged man said in a low voice as his eyes flickered with an extremely greedy brilliance. Just when the three of them were about to split up and search…
"You don’t have to search anymore." A lazy voice echoed out before them, causing them to shudder as if being jolted awake from a dream.
Subsequently, what they saw was the violet-clothed youth walk out from the alley. Wasn’t this youth exactly the target they were looking for?
Duan Ling Tian’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the three of them. He had already taken notice of these three people when he was still at the Alchemist Guild’s lobby. At that time, when he put away the 10,000,000 silver, these three people’s eyes emitted a brilliance of greed and bloodthirst; they obviously coveted his silver. As expected, he noticed these three tails the moment he left the Alchemists Guild.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The three middle-aged men’s bodies jerked as they flashed out to surround Duan Ling Tian, as if they were afraid that he would run away. They didn’t even stop to ask themselves: if Duan Ling Tian wanted to run, would he have appeared at this time?
However, their minds were currently shrouded with covetous intentions, and all that was left in their hearts was that 10,000,000 silver!
One of the middle-aged men had a gaze filled with greed as he licked his dry lips and said, in a low tone, "Kid, hand over the 10,000,000 silver, and maybe the three of us might leave your corpse intact."
"An 18-year-old Grade Nine Alchemist… Tsk tsk, being able to kill such a genius alchemist in my lifetime is really the virtue of my ancestors." Another of the middle-aged men’s eyes glowed as if Duan Ling Tian was already dead.
Duan Ling Tian’s eyes narrowed as he unexpectedly asked, "If I hand over the 10,000,000 silver to you, will you let me off?"
"Kid, seeing as you’re able to become a Grade Nine Alchemist at the age of 18, you probably have an extraordinary background… and you’ve seen the faces of us three brothers, so we won’t take the risk. So you don’t have the qualifications to negotiate with us! You’ll undoubtedly die today!" The green-clothed middle-aged man in the lead grunted in a low voice as his eyes emitted a dense killing intent.
"Then there’s nothing to talk about, right?" The corners of Duan Ling Tian’s mouth contained a smile as he spread out his hands and shrugged.
The greed-clothed middle-aged man frowned, as Duan Ling Tian being so composed even until now made him feel apprehensive, and his face sank unconsciously as he shouted, in a low voice, "Kill him! Anything can happen at any time!"
Instantly, the three middle-aged men moved out in unison, and above each of them appeared tens of ancient mammoth silhouettes. They were obviously three Origin Core martial artists…
Duan Ling Tian’s eyes focused as he raised his arm and said, in a low voice, "Little Black!"
Whoosh!
Instantly, a black bolt of lightning flashed out of Duan Ling Tian’s sleeve and circled around him before bringing about three dazzling and resplendent strands of fresh blood as it dropped onto Duan Ling Tian’s hand. It was a black, single-horned little python that was flicking its tongue, seeming to be seeking credit from Duan Ling Tian.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The three middle-aged men that were about to attack Duan Ling Tian instantly dropped to the ground dead! On each of their chests was a tiny, bloody hole which was unceasingly spouting out fresh blood….
"You…" The green-clothed middle-aged man was still slightly conscious. He glared at the violet-clothed youth, who was teasing the little black python, before struggling for a moment, but it was to no avail and he ended up dying in despair.
There was only one thought in his mind before he died: if the heavens were to give him a chance to do it all over again, he would absolutely not throw away the lives of himself and his two brothers for 10,000,000 silver.
But unfortunately, it was all too late!
"Little fellow, all you did was kill three Origin Core martial artists; is that something to be so complacent about?" Duan Ling Tian rubbed the small head of the little black python with a gaze filled with warmth before putting it back into his sleeve.
"I gave you all a chance… but unfortunately, you didn’t cherish it." Duan Ling Tian’s gaze locked on to the three corpses for bit, and the corners of his mouth curled into a vicious smile.
When he left, Duan Ling Tian’s gaze descended upon the end of the alley ahead. He seemed to have noticed something. He glanced deeply at that direction before turning around and leaving.
After Duan Ling Tian left, a figure slowly walked out of the end of the alley. The figure’s eyes were filled with a sense of astonishment.
"Did he notice me? How could that be possible…. Even that fourth level Nascent Soul fierce beast beside him didn’t notice me. Maybe it’s just my misconception…. However, I really worried for nothing, and I never imagined that he would have such a formidable fierce beast to protect him," the middle-aged man muttered to himself. Looking at his appearance, wasn’t it precisely the Alchemist Guild’s main guilds Vice Guild Master, Ye Lun?
"Infected with the Dark Nether Mink’s poison…. That assignment was posted three years ago as well. If that Senior Marquis is a martial artist at the Void Prying Stage or above, then he might still be barely hanging on now. If he isn’t, then I fear he’s gone to heaven long ago. Hmm, I may as well go ask." Duan Ling Tian didn’t return home after leaving the alley but instead inquired about the whereabouts of the Divine Might Marquis Estate before heading over.
As expected of an existence that was equally as famous as the Imperial City’s large clans, such as the Duan Clan and the Xiao Clan. The entire Divine Might Marquis Estate encompassed a vast area of land and was extraordinarily grandiose, giving people an unconscious feeling that it was boundless.
At the Divine Might Marquis Estate’s main gate, Duan Ling Tian was stopped by four soldiers in light armor.
"The Divine Might Marquis is worthy to be called a Grand General, so his estate guards are veteran soldiers that have bathed in blood on the battlefield." Duan Ling Tian felt a familiar aura on the four middle-aged soldiers, the aura of bloody slaughter from the battlefield…
"Who are you?" A soldier in light armor glanced at Duan Ling Tian before shouting a question in a stern voice.
Duan Ling Tian’s brows raised as he slowly spoke. "Who I am isn’t important. I came here because I wanted ask you all one thing. Is the Senior Marquis of your Divine Might Marquis Estate still alive?"
As far as Duan Ling Tian was concerned, as long as the Senior Marquis was still alive, then he had a chance. He didn’t, however, think that anyone would have cured the Senior Marquis of his poison during these three years, as the Demon Beast Dark Nether Mink wasn’t a poison that just anyone could cure!
"Ignorant kid, you actually dare curse our Senior Marquis?!" The expressions of the four soldiers turned grim and the auras of slaughter on their bodies increased explosively. They were about to attack Duan Ling Tian.
However, what Duan Ling Tian said next made them stop in their tracks.
"I’m here to help your Senior Marquis cure his poison." Duan Ling Tian had a carefree expression as he slowly spoke.
What Duan Ling Tian said caused the four armored soldier to glance at each other, and after a moment, one of them turned around to enter the Divine Might Marquis Estate.
"Wait a moment. My brother has gone to report to the Marquis," one of the armored soldiers said to Duan Ling Tian. Although he felt that what this youth said wasn’t really believable, he still didn’t dare neglect him. If the youth had a remarkable figure behind him and they were to offend the youth, then it would also mean that they’d offended the remarkable figure.
If that remarkable figure were to really have the ability to cure the poison of the Senior Marquis but refused due to their disrespect, then their losses would outweigh their gains. Moreover, he noticed that although this violet-clothed youth’s appearance was ordinary, his movements were filled with the bearings of a remarkable figure, so he obviously wasn’t an ordinary youth.
Duan Ling Tian’s current appearance after disguising himself was indeed an extremely ordinary face, one that would be easily lost within a crowd.
In next to no time, the soldier that went to report Duan Ling Tian’s arrival exited the estate and respectfully said to Duan Ling Tian, "Young Master, the Marquis requests your presence."
Duan Ling Tian nodded before following behind the soldier and entering the Divine Might Marquis Estate.
Within the Divine Might Marquis Estate’s audience hall.
A robust middle-aged man with a dignified appearance wore casual clothes as he paced back and forth…
"Father, didn’t the soldier say that the person who came was just a youth? Can he really help cure grandfather’s poison?" A young man around the age of 25 that had an imposing appearance spoke with a tone filled with doubt.
"Fen, three years ago when your grandfather was poisoned, even the Alchemist Guild’s main guild’s Guild Master, that Grade Six Alchemist, wasn’t able to help. After that, even though our Divine Might Marquis Estate pledged a heavy promise, not one person came. If your grandfather continues to delay the poison within him, he probably won’t be able to live another year."
"Therefore, no matter what, I still want to try. Moreover, how do you know that there isn’t a remarkable figure behind that youth?" The robust middle-aged man was precisely the current Divine Might Marquis of the Crimson Sky Kingdom, the Cavalry Grand General, Nie Yuan!
Ordinarily, even when he met the Emperor of Crimson Sky Kingdom, he had not once lost his composure like this…
"That’s true; there’s no harm in trying. If he really can cure grandfather’s poison, I, Nie Fen, will be deeply grateful!" The young man nodded with a flickering gaze.
The person he respected the most in his entire life was his grandfather, the figure that once shook the entire Crimson Sky Kingdom and was conferred the rank of nobility by the Emperor. That was how he became the Divine Might Marquis. In a manner of speaking, the glory of the Divine Might Marquis Estate was built up solely by his grandfather.
"Marquis, I’ve brought him." The voice of the soldier sounded from outside the audience hall.
Divine Might Marquis Nie Yuan’s footsteps stopped when he heard the soldier’s voice, and his gaze moved like lightning to look off far into the distance outside the audience hall. "Ask him in."
The moment Duan Ling Tian walked into the audience hall, he saw a robust middle-aged man with an extraordinary imposing manner.
"He should be the current Divine Might Marquis, the Cavalry Grand General, Nie Yuan…Eh? Wasn’t he supposed to be a Void Stage powerhouse comparable to the 18 County Governors? He probably hasn’t experienced the Six-Nine Lightning Tribulation and at most is an existence at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, or half a step into the Void Stage," Duan Ling Tian thought in his heart. Relying on the memories of Rebirth Martial Emperor, he saw through the middle-aged man’s cultivation but with a glance.
"Divine Might Marquis." Duan Ling Tian slowly walked in and stood not far from the Divine Might Marquis as he lightly smiled. This could be considered his way of showing respect.
"Audacious!" Just at this moment, an explosive shout sounded from behind the Divine Might Marquis.
Duan Ling Tian glanced over to see a young man who had a 50-60% resemblance to the Divine Might Marquis. His eyes were wide open as he glared at Duan Ling Tian…
"Junior Marquis, I wonder where I have been audacious." Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled, as he guessed the identity of the young man.
"You meet the Divine Might Marquis, the Cavalry Grand General, but you actually dare to not bow? Is this not audacious of you?" the young man asked, in a low voice.
"Junior Marquis, what you say is incorrect. The most important in bowing is sincerity. If there is no respect in my heart and I bow insincerely, what use is that? Could it be that Junior Marquis likes an insincere bow?" Duan Ling Tian shook his head with a laugh.