Immortal God of War-Chapter 956 - 913: Winds and Clouds Surging (Part 2)

Chapter 956: Chapter 913: Winds and Clouds Surging (Part 2)

Jiang Qianqing asked, "What do you plan to do, sir?"

"Nothing at all."

The white-haired old man shook his head.

"Oh?"

Jiang Qianqing was surprised and suspicious.

The white-haired old man did not explain and waved his hand, saying, "Go back and continue monitoring the movements of the Imperial Capital. Report to me immediately if anything unusual happens."

"Alright."

Jiang Qianqing nodded.

"Hold on."

The white-haired old man seemed to suddenly recall something, asking, "Has the situation with the Zhuge family been fully investigated?"

"It’s still under investigation."

Jiang Qianqing said.

The white-haired old man said, "Speed it up. I have a feeling that the Zhuge family is somewhat abnormal."

"Understood."

Jiang Qianqing nodded and then turned to leave.

At that moment.

It’s almost twilight.

The white-haired old man stood alone at the mountaintop, gazing at the sunset on the horizon, muttering, "I really want to see how you will treat your own son."

...

In the Great Qin Empire, there was a very remote place.

Here, a series of rolling mountains stretched out.

In the mountain streams.

The vegetation was verdant, and rivers were dense.

Wild beasts roamed through the forest, but there was no fighting here, creating an atmosphere of extreme peace and harmony.

Under one of the giant peaks, nestled a village.

The village covered about half a mile with over a thousand families gathered here.

The houses in the village were all constructed of very ordinary wood.

Before the village, there were vast fields of rice and vegetable gardens.

The golden rice swayed in the wind, making the earth appear as though it was covered in a layer of dazzling gold leaf.

The green vegetables stood upright like graceful young maidens, full of vitality and youth.

Though it was nearing twilight, many farmers were still busy in the rice fields.

Pest control, weeding.

Their faces all bore simple and honest smiles.

Groups of young teens gathered in threes and fours, rolling in the mud, playing noisily.

Their little faces also brimmed with innocent and naive smiles.

The slightly older kids surrounded some elderly folks, watching them play chess.

The women of each household were either cooking indoors or picking fresh vegetables in the garden, preparing the evening meal.

Above the village, smoke whirled, presenting a scene of peace and tranquility.

Their clothing was very plain.

Some even had layers of patches on their clothes.

In front of one wooden building, a white-haired elderly man sat on a stool, surrounded by a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys and girls.

The old man wore a linen outfit with a kindly demeanor, telling stories of the mountains.

The group of teenagers squatted on the ground, listening intently, occasionally uttering a sound of amazement.

Whoosh!

Soon.

Accompanied by a sound breaking through the air, a burly man streaked across the sky, flying towards the village.

This man was bare-chested, muscular, and had very dark skin, as if smeared with black charcoal.

His face was the same.

However.

Seeing the burly man flying in the sky, not a single person in the village was surprised.

As if it was already a common occurrence.

The linen-clad old man also looked up at the burly man, a trace of a smile on his elderly face.

Then.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the teens around him, and said with a smile, "Your Uncle Black is back. Today’s story ends here!"

"Second Grandfather, we haven’t heard enough yet, tell us more!"

A muddy-faced teenager ran to the linen-clad old man’s side, tugging at the old man’s arm, pleading.

"You little rascal."

The linen-clad old man lightly tapped the boy’s forehead indulgently, saying, "Telling stories is like living a life, it must be done step by step. If you finish listening all at once, it wouldn’t be interesting, understood?"

The teenager nodded, seemingly understanding.

Swish!

The burly man landed behind a group of teenagers, showing a sincere smile, scolding, "You little ones, keeping pestering your Second Grandfather daily, don’t you know your Second Grandfather is getting old and needs a proper rest?"

A girl with her hands on her hips revealed a pair of small tusks, saying, "Uncle Black, we disagree with you."

"Yes!"

The remaining teenagers also stood up one after another, staring discontentedly at the burly man.

"Oh?"

"Then tell me, why do you disagree?"

The burly man looked at them with interest.

"Second Grandfather isn’t as old as you say."

"Yes!"

"Our Second Grandfather will live to be a hundred years."

The teenagers cheered noisily.

The burly man shook his head with a smile, extending his hand, "Alright, alright, settle down, hurry home. I have important matters to discuss with your Second Grandfather."

A teenager asked curiously, "Then tell us first, is the world outside fun?"

"It’s fun."

The burly man nodded with a smile.

"What fun things are there? Tell us quickly."

"If you don’t tell us, we’ll stay here and not leave."

The teenagers immediately surrounded the burly man, their faces full of expectation.

"Oh-ho!"

"You rascals, you dare threaten me?"

"Wait and see. I’ll show you what happens when I spank your little butts."

The burly man yelled mischievously, showing a fierce expression, reaching out to grab a boy.

"Uncle Black is hitting us."

"Run!"

"Help!"

The group of teenagers instantly scattered.

Running while shouting and constantly making faces at the burly man.

The nearby villagers watching this scene couldn’t help but chuckle.

The elderly man in rough linen also looked at the young boys with a face full of affection.

After the boys ran far away, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the burly man, and asked, "How is it?"

The burly man’s face immediately darkened. He moved next to the elderly man and murmured a few words in his ear.

"Crack!"

Upon hearing this, the elderly man’s hands, covered in calluses, immediately clenched tightly.

Moreover,

his originally kind face also revealed a surprising ferocity.

But soon, those negative emotions disappeared, and he returned to his prior demeanor.

"What should we do now?"

The burly man asked.

"The situation has developed to this point, we can no longer sit back and do nothing. Summon Luk Zheng immediately."

The elderly man pondered for a moment, a determined light flashing in his old eyes, and said calmly.

"Zheng, quickly come to see Second Grandfather."

The burly man nodded, turned, and shouted toward the distant mountains outside the village.

His voice boomed like a bell, echoing in all directions!

"Uncle Black, I’ll be right back."

The next moment.

An echo resounded from the distant mountains.

In less than a hundred breaths!

A young man, covered in blood, with dark skin, was carrying a fierce beast and flying toward the village.

The young man’s posture was tall, about 180cm, with his upper body bare, wearing only a pair of pants made from animal skin.

The fierce beast he carried on his shoulder was a Savage Bull, over ten meters in size, with a fatal wound in the heart area, still bleeding.

Although the Savage Bull was dead, it still retained a trace of breath.

And this breath was actually a wisp of Saint Prestige!

This was enough to prove that the Savage Bull was a Saint Beast!

"Brother Zheng is back."

"Wow, such a big beast."

"We can have roast meat tonight!"

The youths in the village, upon seeing the young man, showed an expression full of admiration.

"Bang!"

Luk Zheng landed at the village entrance and casually tossed the Savage Bull onto the ground.

Over a dozen youths playing at the village entrance swarmed around him.

"Brother Zheng, can you take me hunting tomorrow?"

"Me too, me too, I really want to play with those wild beasts."

A few boys pulled at Luk Zheng’s hand, chattering incessantly.

Meanwhile, some other boys surrounded the Savage Bull, marveling at it.

There were even two kids around seven or eight years old who weren’t afraid of that wisp of Saint Prestige, climbing onto the Savage Bull, touching it here and there, their big eyes full of curiosity.

"Not now, you’re still too young."

"When you grow up, Brother Zheng will definitely take you hunting, okay?"

Luk Zheng looked at the boys in front of him, his sharpness retracted, looking like an ordinary young man, with a simple smile showing on his mature face.

"It will take so long until we grow up!"

"Brother Zheng, just take me, I promise I’ll listen to you."

A boy raised his hand, declaring earnestly.

"Little rascal."

Luk Zheng ruffled the boy’s hair and then looked at the elderly man in rough linen and the burly man.

Although they appeared the same as usual, he keenly noticed something odd about their expressions.

"Could it be something happened again in the Imperial Capital?"

He muttered to himself and looked at the boys in front of him, smiling. "Alright, go play, Brother Zheng has things to do."

Having said that, Luk Zheng turned into a stream of light, swiftly arriving in front of the elderly man in rough linen and the burly man, smiling slyly. "Why the rush to call me back?"

The burly man looked at the bloodstains on Luk Zheng and said discontentedly, "Didn’t I tell you repeatedly to wash off the bloodstains before coming back from hunting? This appearance, if seen by those kids, will disturb their minds, understand?"

Luk Zheng complained, "Weren’t you the one who told me to come back immediately?"

"Still arguing?"

The burly man glared at him.

Luk Zheng impatiently waved his hand, "Alright, alright, I’m wrong, okay? Just tell me, what’s going on?"

The burly man cast him a stern look and turned to the elderly man in rough linen.

The elderly man looked at Luk Zheng and asked, "Zheng, do you know Qin Feiyang?"

Luk Zheng curled his lips and said, "Isn’t he just that useless little cousin? Of course, I know."

"Useless?"

The burly man’s face darkened, angrily said, "Tell me, what’s so useless about him?"

"Tch!"

"If he wasn’t useless, he wouldn’t be so harshly treated by the Emperor."

Luk Zheng said.

"Nonsense."

"How could he alone contend with the current Emperor? If it were you, you’d be crying for your parents by now."

The burly man exclaimed, glaring at him fiercely.

"Is the Emperor so great?"

Luk Zheng waved his hand dismissively.

"Enough, stop arguing."

"Zheng, head to the Imperial City immediately, and help your little cousin if you get the chance."

"He hasn’t had it easy these years either!"

"And our Luk family should also find a way to do something for him."

The elderly man sighed.

"What?"

Luk Zheng raised an eyebrow, "Second Grandfather, you better think carefully, if we oppose the Emperor now, it won’t do us any good."

"I understand."

"So, you must conceal your identity well, even from Feiyang, for now."

"If anything happens, don’t act impulsively, and it’s best to contact me first."

The elderly man instructed.

Luk Zheng frowned and nodded, "Alright, I was thinking of going out anyway, should I set off now?"

"Be careful."

The elderly man urged.

"Don’t worry, with me on the case, there’s nothing that can’t be handled."

Luk Zheng laughed, pulled on a linen long robe, then soared into the sky, turning into a stream of light, and quickly disappeared at the horizon.