74: Chapter 74 Some People Don't Deserve to Live

Jiang Family head Jiang Tao was in an exceptionally good mood.

He would be home in another half hour.

He finally wouldn't have to face the days of licking blood off the blade.

The military life in Snowfield Dragon City was truly too cruel; even a Tier 5 Martial Artist had the possibility of losing their life at any moment.

However, this trip of his was not without gains.

He witnessed what a peak powerhouse was.

Snowfield Dragon City truly had bigshots walking all over the ground and proud talents as common as dogs.

Especially those few individuals at the very top of the Meritorious Service Ranking.

Perhaps even Tier 9s were nothing more than ants in their eyes.

Such people were the ones he yearned for.

He wondered when he would be able to reach such a realm.

"I wonder how things are at home."

Perhaps feeling timid as he drew closer to home, Jiang Tao muttered to himself.

...

"When is Third Brother coming back?"

Jiang Qingyao's aunt asked.

At first, she was on Jiang Qingyao's side, but that youth was simply going too far.

Not only did he rob the family's spiritual herbs, but he even came knocking on their door!

Third Aunt panted weakly like a dead dog: "Soon..."

Her husband Jiang Tao was a peak Tier 5.

Only with his return could the current situation be saved.

From her perspective, that Little Fatty's aura was a bit weaker than her own husband's.

Once her husband returned, he would naturally settle accounts with those two... three little beasts all at once.

She wouldn't need to wait much longer...

Hopefully it was in time!

Just as she was thinking this,

Shen Xingchen walked out holding Jiang Qingyao's hand.

Because it was the first time she had her hand held by a member of the opposite sex, Jiang Qingyao's face was dyed with a faint blush.

"Qingyao, leave them to you!"

Shen Xingchen brought Jiang Qingyao before the members of the Jiang Family.

Third Aunt's complexion turned completely ashen.

In the end, it was too late!

Dying right before the dawn like this, she really felt somewhat unwilling.

She only needed to wait another quarter of an hour, and perhaps her husband Jiang Tao would be able to rush over.

She began to play the emotional card: "Qingyao, you can't kill me. Do you remember when I pushed you on the swings and took you shopping to buy candied haws when you were little?"

"Have you forgotten all of this?"

"I am your own Third Aunt after all. I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"

Third Aunt spoke with utmost earnestness, perhaps even deceiving herself.

Jiang Qingyao's eyes turned red once again.

It would have been fine if Third Aunt hadn't spoken, but these words dragged up her bad memories from these past years.

Slap—

A small, cold hand slapped across, and a crisp sound rang out.

Jiang Qingyao pressed her lips tightly together, and teardrops slid down.

"Ever since I overheard your conversation that day, I will never believe you again!"

All these years, she had thought that she wasn't doing well enough, which was why she couldn't win the affection of her uncle and aunt.

Never did she expect that they only regarded her as a cheap girl with no father and no mother!

And what they valued were merely the resources left behind by her father.

"From now on, we no longer have any relationship!" Jiang Qingyao pursed her lips,

"Also, I am taking my dad's things with me!"

Third Aunt and the others had livid complexions.

But they didn't dare to flare up.

Jiang Qingyao pulled Shen Xingchen's hand: "Let's go, I'll gift you some things."

Her dad left behind quite a few good things.

She felt that a money-lover like Shen Xingchen would definitely like them.

Since that was the case, she might as well give them to him.

Anyway, Dad wasn't around and wouldn't know.

Even if he found out later... at most he would just put on a show, punish and lecture her a bit, and wouldn't really do anything serious.

Shen Xingchen was somewhat pleasantly surprised: "What are you gifting me?"

"You can pick some things you like from Dad's treasury."

"Then what if I like all of them?" Shen Xingchen asked again.

"Then I'll gift them all to you!" Jiang Qingyao didn't hesitate at all.

This time Shen Xingchen was completely dumbfounded.

Then Jiang Qingyao continued: "If your skin is thick enough."

Shen Xingchen was covered in black lines.

How wonderful it would have been without that last sentence...

Jiang Qingyao smiled craftily to herself.

The two arrived before the palace-style building.

"Actually, this palace is a spatial storage-type spiritual item," Jiang Qingyao introduced.

This was a classical pendant her dad carried with him when he was young.

The space inside was precisely a palace.

Shen Xingchen was startled.

His gilded bracelet was only the size of a small room, yet this storage spiritual item was actually a palace.

Were Tier 9 martial artists all this wealthy?

"Identity verification in progress..."

"Verification successful!"

"Welcome back, Miss Jiang Qingyao."

A mechanical female voice sounded.

The palace doors opened.

Jiang Qingyao reached out and pointed: "The left side is the cultivation resources left behind by my dad, and the right side is the family's accumulation over the years."

Shen Xingchen looked in the direction Jiang Qingyao was pointing.

It was very obvious.

The things on the left were all good items; those martial arts and cultivation techniques were mostly Earth-tier, and the weapons were also radiant with flowing light, looking high-grade at a glance.

Looking at the right side in contrast,

not only was it lacking quite a bit in quantity, but the quality wasn't good enough either; some of them Shen Xingchen couldn't even bring himself to look at.

It was hard to believe that this was actually the wealth accumulated over many years by a prosperous family in Qiunan.

Shen Xingchen had reason to suspect.

His uncle and aunt were simply providing a reasonable excuse to misappropriate the cultivation resources of Jiang Qingyao's father.

"Let's go with this long spear!"

Shen Xingchen pointed at the long spear on the right side of the treasury, the one that was pitch-black all over and exuded a rust-like luster.

Although it was very old, its quality was Tier 4.

It was different from the spear he encountered at the weapon shop previously.

This spear seemed to have some ethereal feeling pulling at his gaze.

The last time he had this feeling was with the Ancestral Dragon Scripture.

The original quality of this long spear must surely far exceed imagination.

"That belongs to the family," Jiang Qingyao said in puzzlement.

Shen Xingchen sneered: "They took so many good things from you; what's wrong with me taking one of theirs?"

"Uh... Alright then!"

Jiang Qingyao felt that what Shen Xingchen said made quite a bit of sense.

Shen Xingchen helped Jiang Qingyao move the family's junk out of the palace.

Then Jiang Qingyao seemed to chant a few incantations, and the palace actually shrank on its own into a pendant.

Like amber.

In the center of the jade pendant, a palace shrunk countless times looked as if it were frozen inside.

"Let's go!" Jiang Qingyao greeted.

Shen Xingchen similarly waved to Chubby Du in the distance.

The three of them were just about to walk out of the Jiang Family's estate.

A black sedan stopped at the entrance.

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit stepped down from it.

The moment she saw this person, Third Aunt's eyes lit up with brilliance.

She shouted from afar: "Brother Tao, quickly kill these three people! They robbed the family's treasures!"

The rest of the Jiang Family also perked up; they had finally waited for their savior.

Shen Xingchen sneered.

Some people truly didn't deserve to live.

He made his move swiftly.

A ripple of spiritual energy emerged in his palm, and the dragon-patterned cyan jade sword appeared with murderous intent.

Bang—

That cyan sword light flew out from his palm, shooting out like a bullet.

No one expected this decisive strike.

Amidst Third Aunt's astonishment,

the dragon-patterned cyan jade sword pierced through her head in an instant, and her skull exploded.

Jiang Tao, whose boots had just landed on the ground and who originally carried the joy of returning home, witnessed the scene of his wife's tragic death.

He suddenly flew into a rage: "You're courting death!"