Chapter 199
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Chapter 199: The Mortal Jianghu (Part Two)
Immortal Master?
Immortal Master!!
Yu Feihong’s words echoed like thunder in the minds of the burly man and the group of Jianghu travelers, instantly stunning everyone!
Indeed, these individuals had already sensed Wang Chen’s extraordinary aura and had been careful not to provoke him.
Yet, they could never have imagined that Wang Chen was an Immortal Master!
Immortal Master is the reverent title mortals bestow upon cultivators.
In the Great Qian Kingdom, from the Emperor and his officials down to the common folk, young and old, nearly everyone is aware of the existence of cultivators.
Many have grown up hearing various tales of immortals.
The most tangible proof of cultivators’ existence lies in the Celestial Guardians’ residences found in the state capital and county capital.
Celestial Guardians are Immortal Masters.
However, the vast majority of people never meet a cultivator in their lifetime.
Celestial Guardians seldom appear in public, and when they do venture out, they ride in six-horse carriages.
Ordinary people don’t even have the privilege to approach them!
In reality, even within the same city, cultivators and common folk inhabit entirely different worlds.
Thus, the burly man and the Jianghu travelers had not considered this possibility.
After all, Da Qian adheres to the Daoist tradition, with Daoist temples scattered everywhere; everyone simply assumed Wang Chen was an elite disciple from some temple out for training.
Disciples of Daoist temples are not the same as cultivators!
Old Four among the Jianghu travelers was so terrified he nearly soiled his pants!
Had he known Wang Chen was an Immortal Master, he wouldn’t have dared to utter a word, even if it meant sewing his lips shut.
When an Immortal Master is angered, rivers of blood will flow!
Yet, Wang Chen showed no sign of anger; instead, he appeared intrigued: “Do you know me?”
He had only been in Da Qian for a few days, most of which were spent traveling.
He had never met this Supervisor before.
“Two days ago, I received a hawk message from Qianjing,” Yu Feihong explained respectfully. “It was then I learned that the esteemed Immortal Masters had arrived in Da Qian to oversee this region.”
So that’s how it is.
Wang Chen now understood.
Earlier, Fei Xinghe had mentioned this to him.
Disciples like them were quite ordinary in the inner sect of the Yunyang Sect, their status nowhere near that of true disciples or elders.
At best, they could flaunt their prestige in the outer sect.
However, stepping into the Mortal Realm elevates one to a status truly above all others.
Beyond the necessity to heed the directives of the Grand Celestial Mansion, even the whims of an emperor’s child are beneath notice.
As for the civil and military officials and the common folk, they are but mere insects.
The difference lies only in their size.
Naturally, as a Celestial Guardian, one cannot act with absolute freedom; the sect’s regulations must still be adhered to.
Yet, the prestige of this position is undeniably supreme!
Now, Wang Chen truly grasped the extraordinary nature of his identity.
"Hmm."
He nodded, "Since we are acquainted, there’s no need for such formality."
The Elder Teaching Hall decrees that Celestial Guardians must refrain from meddling in Da Qian’s internal affairs and must not fraternize with the mortal elite.
The royalty of Da Qian is to be avoided all the more.
The Imperial Guard stands as the sole exception.
Given their duty to eradicate demon cultivators and purge Evil Spirits, the Imperial Guard is obliged to aid Celestial Guardians in their missions, making their interaction entirely justified and proper.
When necessary, a Celestial Guardian may even command the local forces of the Imperial Guard to serve their needs!
Yu Feihong bowed his head in deference, "I dare not presume."
Wang Chen’s words were courteous; to take them as a license for rudeness would be sheer folly.
"Immortal Master, I beseech you!"
At that moment, the burly man abruptly prostrated himself before Wang Chen, his head striking the ground three times with resounding thuds: "I, Wei Chi Zhong, risk my life to implore you, my family head has fallen victim to vile treachery…"
A flash of lethal intent crossed Yu Feihong’s gaze.
He had led his men through the rain-soaked night in pursuit of Xiao Wentian.
Unexpectedly, he had also stumbled upon two remnants of traitors.
Yu Feihong was well aware of Wei Chi Zhong’s identity and his plea!
Such a minor figure could be effortlessly obliterated with a mere gesture.
But not now, for the man was appealing to Wang Chen, the Immortal Master!
Yu Feihong’s understanding of Wang Chen was scant, leaving him clueless about the latter’s temperament.
Thus, he dared not hastily cut off Wei Chi Zhong’s speech.
Anxiety churned within him.
"Hold."
Wei Chi Zhong had scarcely begun when Wang Chen abruptly raised his hand and struck out towards him from afar.
Wei Chi Zhong instantly stiffened, rendered mute and immobile, not even a finger could he twitch.
He was ensnared by an invisible force, his formidable inner strength utterly futile!
"Too much noise."
Wang Chen withdrew his hand and said to Yu Feihong, “You handle it.”
Yu Feihong immediately felt relieved and bowed, replying, “I understand!”
The Supervisor of the Imperial Guard clapped his hands.
A team of agile black-clad men swiftly entered the hall, moving with disciplined precision.
Yu Feihong pointed at Wei Chi Zhong and the Young Boy, who had collapsed on the ground, and commanded, “Take them away.”
His gaze shifted to the group of Jianghu travelers.
A hint of killing intent shimmered in his eyes.
The Jianghu travelers sensed the danger and were terrified, their souls nearly fleeing in fear.
Wang Chen said, “Let them go.”
Though this group of Jianghu travelers was coarse, they were innocent, just unfortunate victims caught in the crossfire.
Wang Chen did not wish to trouble these struggling little people.
It was just a matter of a few words.
But Wei Chi Zhong was different.
When the Five Disasters had appeared earlier, the way he looked at Wang Chen, whether intentional or not, was a move to divert misfortune.
His heart deserved punishment!
Wang Chen decided not to hold a grudge, showing great magnanimity.
Did this fool actually think he could use him to turn things around?
What an absurd wish!
Did he think of the great Immortal Master as a mere tool?
As Wang Chen spoke, Yu Feihong immediately reined in his killing intent and waved his hand, saying, “You may leave.”
“Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you, Immortal Master!”
The Jianghu travelers felt as though they had been granted a great pardon, hastily expressing their gratitude to Wang Chen as they fled the temple.
The raging storm outside did not hinder their frantic departure.
After Wei Chi Zhong and the Young Boy were taken away, another team of black-clad men entered and efficiently cleaned up the bodies on the ground.
They made sure the floor was spotless, without a trace of blood.
Next, they brought in tables, cushions, tea sets, incense burners, and other items.
Finally, a beautiful maid remained beside them to serve.
Yu Feihong personally took charge, setting up the table, boiling water, and lighting the incense burner, clearly experienced in attending to nobles.
He was very proficient.
Wang Chen found it amusing; when the water boiled, he took out a packet of spiritual tea. “Drink this.”
“Thank you, Immortal Master!”
Yu Feihong gratefully accepted the spiritual tea with both hands and brewed a cup for Wang Chen.
Wang Chen smiled and said, “Let’s drink together.”
Yu Feihong was taken aback.
This man, usually imposing and fearsome, suddenly raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his moist eyes.
Was it really necessary?
Wang Chen felt speechless, apprehensive that the next moment, the other might start crying.
That would be utterly cringe-worthy!
Fortunately, Yu Feihong had not reached that level yet.
After thanking Wang Chen, he held the spiritual tea with both hands but did not taste it immediately.
Instead, he explained to Wang Chen the background of Wei Chi Zhong and his master and servant relationship.
He likely worried that Wang Chen might hold some resentment.
