strictlysupreme Chapter 83 The Secrets of the Year
Chapter 83 The Secrets of the Year
Chapter 83 A Century-Old Secret
When Zhuo Yang brought his parents home, Ma Jian'an also met the person who came to greet him.
"Mr. Ma, my name is Yang Xi?"
An excessively young man smiled and extended his hand to Ma Jian'an.
Ma Jian'an's expression was not good. On the one hand, he had just been robbed by Zhuo Yang again, and on the other hand, he was very dissatisfied with the people sent by Wang Shanlong. Yang Xi was too young, and the true energy fluctuations on his body were very slight; he was basically a novice cultivator.
After the necessary pleasantries, Ma Jian'an led Yang Xi into an extended Bentley.
In the car, Yang Xi, holding a glass of red wine, said with a smile, "Mr. Ma, do you think my cultivation level is too low?"
Ma Jian'an didn't say it directly, but his gloomy expression showed that if the other party wasn't someone sent by Wang Shanlong, he would have already turned his back and left, and wouldn't have brought the other party into the car at all.
Yang Xi chuckled and said in a gloomy tone, "Mr. Ma, who told you that you have to send cultivators to deal with them?"
"What do you mean? Just say it!" Ma Jian'an's face grew increasingly grim.
Yang Xi shook his head and said in a pretentious tone, "My aptitude is not good, so naturally I can't cultivate quickly. But Mr. Ma should know that a person's lack of cultivation does not mean that he or she lacks intelligence!"
Pointing to his head, he gave a sinister smile that seemed to lower the temperature inside the car by several degrees.
It was a terrifying smile, one that you would never forget.
Ma Jian'an, a cultivator at the Heartbeat stage, was made to tremble all over by a third-rate cultivator.
"Well?" Yang Xi instantly dropped his sly smile and spoke with the warmth of an old friend. "Now let's get down to business. My young master sent me here for two purposes."
"First, carefully observe Zhuo Yang to determine his true strength."
"Secondly, by integrating the existing resources of Lingzhou, and after assessing Zhuo Yang's true strength, the Wang family will send experts to join forces with the power of Lingzhou to launch a swift and decisive attack on Zhuo Yang!"
Upon hearing this, Ma Jian'an finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I still trust Mr. Wang's words completely. If you are about to take action against Zhuo Yang, I will abandon my cooperation with the Wang family right now."
“No problem.” Yang Xi looked at Ma Jian’an with a smile. “Cooperation must have rules. My young master said that he will cooperate deeply with Mr. Ma in the pharmaceutical industry. First, we will suppress Zhuo Yang’s Cold Spirit Pill and cut off his source of income!”
"This will have to be done slowly. There are too many people eyeing the Cold Spirit Pill, so it might not be that easy." Ma Jian'an shook his head, his old face full of caution. It was through his caution that he had led the Ma family to where it is today.
There were still many specific matters to discuss. The Bentley started and left the airport.
Meanwhile, deep inside an air-raid shelter on the outskirts of Lingzhou, where the entrance was sealed off, a dozen people dressed in black robes surrounded Fu Jing, creating a chilling and terrifying atmosphere.
"Jingjing, have you thought it through?"
A man in a black robe stepped forward; his large hood obscured his face.
Still dressed in a white mourning dress and with a white flower in her hair, Fu Jing knelt heavily on the ground and said sternly, "Grandpa, I've made up my mind. I will avenge Father and kill the villain Zhuo Yang with my own hands!"
"You must know that your choice is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will perish completely." Fu Quan's voice was filled with sorrow.
As the current head of the Fu family, he knows all the family's secrets and is well aware that Fu Jing's choice is the most dangerous path.
Fu Jing raised her head and laughed sharply, "Grandpa, I'm blinded by hatred, I have no other choice!"
“You can also take the Fu family’s wealth and seek refuge with the Wang family,” Fu Quan said in a sinister voice, his tone full of probing.
Fu Jing sneered: "The eldest brother of the Wang family is not someone who values beauty, and he looks down on the Fu family's wealth even more. What he cares about is whether the Fu family can still be of use to him."
"The Fu family can no longer help him deal with Zhuo Yang, so they're useless now. In other words, I've been abandoned by him!"
After speaking, her eyes reddened. Her once infatuated girlhood had finally seen through everything after such a drastic change.
The enormous hood on his head shifted slightly, and Fu Quan said in a sinister voice, "The fact that you can see through this means you've finally grown up. I'll give you one last chance to consider whether you want to continue, and then you'll have no way out!"
Fu Jing nodded vigorously, her face resolute.
Fu Quan sighed and waved his hand. The dozen or so men in black robes around him all knelt down and shouted in unison, "The Holy Maiden has descended! The day the Fu family rises again is today!"
The scene became like a cult meeting, growing increasingly terrifying and chilling.
Subsequently, surrounded by a group of people, Fu Jing went deep into the air-raid shelter and entered a huge underground natural cave through a newly opened entrance.
Dozens of torches illuminated the cave interior. In the very center was a huge iron cage with steel bars as thick as an arm as fences. Several iron chains used for barges were also around it, tethering the cage three feet off the ground.
Inside the iron cage was a completely naked man. Upon discovering someone had entered the cave, he immediately roared and began to fight the iron cage like a wild beast.
His body was like steel, his eyes were bloodshot, and his explosive muscles made a metallic clanging sound when they collided with the iron cage.
"Jingjing, that is our Fu family's ancestor. He has lived for 313 years. Quickly kneel down and pay your respects!" Fu Quan ordered, and immediately knelt on the ground.
Fu Jing knelt down with the others, peeking out with a curious look in her eyes.
Fu Quan stood up and said in a deep voice, "More than two hundred years ago, our family joined forces with four other Ghost-Binding Families to excavate a cave left by a cultivator. Later, we discovered an amazing magical artifact inside the cave."
"That was a master of the Mahayana stage. He had no hope of transcending the tribulation, so he stored his primordial spirit in a magical artifact."
"Back then, the five major families tried to extract the cultivator's primordial spirit, but they suffered a backlash, which allowed him to escape and ultimately led to a tragedy. All living beings within hundreds of miles of the ancient tomb were absorbed by the cultivator's primordial spirit, turning him into an extremely powerful vengeful ghost and the legendary ghost cultivator."
He pointed to the monster inside the iron cage and said, "The five major families joined forces and used a secret technique to trap the ghost cultivator inside our ancestor's body, intending to slowly control him. However, the major sects of the cultivation world discovered the anomaly and rushed to stop us, inflicting heavy casualties on our five families. In the end, we had no choice but to go into hiding."
"The ghost cultivator has been inside the ancestor's body for two hundred years now, but the ancestor has long lost control of him and lost his mind, so we have imprisoned him here."
After hearing the story, Fu Jing asked indifferently, "If I devour the ghost cultivator inside my ancestor's body, how powerful will I become?"
Fu Quan shook his head: "I don't know. After all, that ghost cultivator was a master of the Mahayana stage in his previous life and was about to transcend the tribulation and ascend. You might be able to leap to the Mahayana stage after you devour him, or you might make very little progress and have to cultivate little by little."
"I understand." Fu Jing took a deep breath and looked at the beast-like monster in the cage. "Let's begin, I can't wait!"