Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Reaping What You Sow

"Patriarch, save me."

Ling Xuan, frothing at the mouth, looked imploringly at Ximen Gong.

Ximen Gong saw Ling Xuan’s utterly wretched state.

But he was unmoved.

He said flatly to Ling Xuan, "Calm down. First, answer Patriarch Bai Xiong’s questions. We’ll talk after you’re done."

Seeing Ling Xuan in this state, Ximen Gong had already written him off.

He had no intention of supporting a cripple.

If Ling Xuan had successfully joined the Alchemy Master Guild, he might have treated him with some courtesy. But now, the sight of Ling Xuan filled him with disgust.

Ling Xuan’s mind was in turmoil.

He was drowning in regret over his past actions.

He knew that if he had simply left the Jiang Family, Jiang Chen might not have been so vicious.

But he never should have absconded with all of the Jiang Family’s elixirs, a move that nearly plunged the entire family into chaos.

But regret was useless now.

’Jiang Chen might have a Golden Healing Pill to heal me, but approaching Jiang Chen is out of the question. With the deep-seated grudge between us, Jiang Chen will never save me.’

’At this point, I’m lucky just to be alive.’

His only lifeline was the Ximen Family, the very clan he had sought refuge with.

He nodded repeatedly.

Bai Xiong turned his gaze on him.

His expression was grim as he asked, "Ling Xuan, what in the world happened?"

"Tell me."

Ling Xuan hastily recounted everything, making sure to embellish the story with plenty of slander against Jiang Chen.

Only after hearing his tale did Bai Xiong and the others understand.

"Dammit."

"Jiang Chen, you’re too damn vicious."

Bai Xiong was about to explode with rage. The memory of Jiang Chen crushing his son with his bare hands sent a chill through him, and his killing intent surged.

"I won’t let you off, Jiang Chen. Or the Jiang Family."

His fury was palpable.

"My condolences, Bai Xiong. Let me know if you need anything."

Xiao Gu stayed for a moment, then took his leave.

He had fulfilled his duty by delivering Bai Shu’s body.

’As for what the Bai Family would do,’ Xiao Gu thought, ’he was certain they would hunt down Jiang Chen.’

’A fight to the death. That was exactly the outcome he hoped to see.’

After Xiao Gu’s departure, Bai Xiong and Ximen Gong looked at each other, feeling a sense of shared misery.

Both of their sons had been killed by Jiang Chen.

Ximen Gong said, "Bai Xiong, now you have seen Jiang Chen’s viciousness for yourself. He killed both our sons. We must strike back."

"We must kill him."

Bai Xiong nodded, his heart aching at the sight of his son’s body lying before him.

"Even if he is a Senior Steward of the Alchemy Master Guild, I’ll make sure he dies a dog’s death. I will have vengeance for my son."

"And as for the Jiang Family... I will annihilate them."

For the moment, the Bai Family began preparing for Bai Shu’s funeral, taking no immediate action.

At this moment, Ling Xuan looked pitifully at Ximen Gong.

"Patriarch, save me."

Ximen Gong glanced at Ling Xuan with annoyance and said indifferently, "Ling Xuan, if you had been able to join the Alchemy Master Guild, that would be one thing. But now you’ve become a cripple. There’s no point in you staying with our Ximen Family."

’What?’

Hearing this, Ling Xuan almost jumped to his feet.

Ximen Gong was casting him aside, revealing his true, ugly colors.

He said angrily, "Ximen Gong, who was it that tricked me into coming to the Ximen Family in the first place?"

"It was you! The reason I’ve become like this is all because of you."

"If it weren’t for you, I’d still be perfectly fine with the Jiang Family! I wouldn’t be in this mess!"

"You shameless scoundrel."

But Ximen Gong just sneered.

"You brought this upon yourself."

"Why blame me? Weren’t you the one driven by your own greed?"

"You have no one to blame but yourself."

Ling Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood.

’Ximen Gong... actually said I had only myself to blame.’

Waves of regret washed over him—regret for leaving the Jiang Family, regret for stealing their elixirs.

Now, his karma had come due.

Even the Ximen Family didn’t want him anymore.

A miserable laugh escaped his lips.

Then he snarled at Ximen Gong, "Ximen Gong, people like you deserve to die a horrible death!"

"I hope your end is even more miserable than mine."

Ximen Gong waved his hand. "Get this lunatic out of here. Dump him somewhere far away."

Immediately, a few men from the Ximen Family lifted Ling Xuan and carried him outside.

Ling Xuan was overwhelmed with grief and regret, thrashing about in despair.

But as he was taken away, he continued to curse endlessly.

Ximen Gong, however, paid him no mind whatsoever.

He was carried out by the Ximen Family’s men and thrown into the barren wilderness. Whether he lived or died was up to fate.

「The Jiang Family.」

After returning home, Jiang Han called Jiang Chen over.

"Son, I’ve found the Death Warriors for you."

Jiang Chen was stunned. "So soon?"

’His father really was efficient.’

Jiang Han patted Jiang Chen’s shoulder.

"Don’t underestimate your father. These are hand-picked Death Warriors who have served the Jiang Family for years."

"I just re-selected the best of them and gathered a full fifty for you."

Jiang Chen had originally only asked for ten, but now his father had found fifty.

The two arrived at a secret hall in the Jiang Family estate.

There, Jiang Chen saw fifty men in black. That’s right, every single one of them was a Martial Artist; there wasn’t an ordinary person in the group.

This made Jiang Chen overjoyed.

Seeing his son’s satisfaction, Jiang Han said to the men in black, "From now on, you will take orders from my son, Jiang Chen. You will do whatever he tells you."

"Yes, sir!"

The men in black were clearly well-disciplined, all fifty shouting in perfect unison.

Jiang Chen was naturally very satisfied.

"Father, thank you."

He was very grateful to his father.

’Although I asked for the Death Warriors,’ he thought, ’it wasn’t just for myself, but for the entire Jiang Family.’

"It’s nothing. This is all family business."

"I’ll leave you to it, then. How you manage them is up to you."

After speaking, Jiang Han turned to leave.

Jiang Chen nodded but suddenly said, "Father, congratulations on your cultivation breakthrough."

Jiang Han stopped in his tracks and turned around, surprised.

"You rascal, you can tell?"

It was true. After taking Jiang Chen’s Foundation Strengthening Pill, Jiang Han’s cultivation had broken through to the Martial Master Eighth Layer Heaven, just two layers shy of the Martial King Realm.

And Jiang Chen had given him nine more of those elixirs.

Each elixir was potent enough to raise his cultivation by nearly an entire layer.

Jiang Chen laughed. "You have to consider who you’re talking to."

"By the way, Father, even though the elixirs are powerful, you can’t rely on them forever. You have to know when to stop."

While it was true that elixirs rapidly boosted one’s cultivation, they could also lead to an unstable foundation.

Even Jiang Chen, despite having his own supply, was hesitant to use them carelessly.

He understood the impact elixirs had on one’s cultivation.

Jiang Han fell silent for a long moment. He had felt the intoxicating rush of rapidly advancing his cultivation with the elixirs and found it hard to resist.

His son’s words were like a splash of cold water, bringing him to a sudden realization.

He smiled. "Alright. I’ll be careful."

"I will also pass on your words to your mother."

With that, Jiang Han finally took his leave at a relaxed pace.

Leaving Jiang Chen to look upon his fifty new Death Warriors.

A brilliant glint appeared in his eyes.