Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 47 Misunderstanding
"It's raining."

Tang Xueyan stood quietly beneath the rock, her gaze piercing through the swirling drizzle as she stared at the gradually blurring sky.

A deep sorrow was evident in his eyes, as if he were seeking some solace in the gentle rain.

After a long while, she put on a straw raincoat, tightened the bamboo hat on her head, and walked in the wilderness.

The muddy road was not easy to walk on. Tang Xueyan squatted down and touched the mud on the ground. She could vaguely see the marks left by heavy objects.

Following the trail, Tang Xueyan traveled all the way to an unnamed valley.

Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, staring in shock at the scene before her.

Everywhere there were mutilated corpses, like puppets carelessly discarded.

The bloodstains, washed away by the rain, flowed along the cracks, forming a dim, yet occasionally dazzling, red world.

"Ugh~"

Tang Xueyan felt her stomach churning and almost vomited.

It took her a long time to recover, wipe away her drool, and her eyes flashed with fear and anger.

And hatred!

She remembered the same rainy day, the same corpse, the same blood.
Just then, a whooshing sound came from the air.

Tang Xueyan quickly turned around, a flash of fire appeared, followed by a heavy explosion.

"You wicked villain, you killed my Geng family members and you still dare to stay here."

Angry shouts rose and fell, and seven or eight figures followed one after another.

Tang Xueyan walked through the smoke, covered her ears and nose, and looked at these people, realizing something was wrong.

The leader was a man in his early twenties, of medium build, with well-defined features and a fair complexion. At this moment, his brows were filled with boundless rage.

Without saying a word, he charged straight at the man in the straw raincoat in front of him.

Startled, Tang Xueyan had no time to explain. She drew the soft sword that was wrapped around her waist and stabbed several times.

Unexpectedly, the man did not flinch, allowing the soft sword to pierce through his body.

At this moment, a shadow flew out from his body and flew towards Tang Xueyan a second time.

Tang Xueyan hurriedly returned to defend, but was a step too slow and was hit by Shadow's stick.

Fortunately, Tang Xueyan emitted a white light in time, forming a magical shield that blocked the attack.

Even so, Tang Xueyan was still knocked away and felt even more dizzy.

She only came to her senses after biting her tongue, and couldn't help but touch the jade pendant around her neck, where another crack had appeared.

"Wait a minute, this is a misunderstanding!"

Tang Xueyan looked at the shadow and hurriedly called out.

At this moment, the shadow became clear, and it was indeed the man from before.

The man who was stabbed turned into a shadow.

"who are you?"

Geng Shipei asked coldly.

"I was just passing by, and this place was already like this when I arrived."

Tang Xueyan gritted her teeth and explained.

"Just passing by? In such a vast county as Puxian, you don't go anywhere else, but just happen to pass by our Geng family's territory?"

"You even showed up here! Tell me, who are you, and why did you attack our Geng family!"

Another young man shouted angrily.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xueyan opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but under the barrage of questions and insults, she fell silent and could only grip the soft sword in her hand tightly.

Seven or eight members of the Geng family had already surrounded her, each with hostile eyes, just waiting for an order to be given.

"Shi Zhe".

Geng Shipeng reminded him, and Geng Shizhe glanced at him unwillingly before closing his eyes and mouth.

How did you find this place?

Geng Shipei asked, knowing from his first move that the opponent was just an ordinary Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator, far from being able to easily kill four elite cultivators of the Geng family.

“I came here in pursuit of a woman named Madam Zhen, who is a member of the Mang Cult.”

"Mao religion?"

Geng Shipei's face immediately darkened. He had heard of this name before. It used to be a third-rate sect, but it had become increasingly active in recent years.

It is said that they attacked the Li family in the north some time ago, which led to a fierce retaliation from the Li family, causing chaos and disorder.

At first, everyone took it as a joke, but after the Mang Cult was killed, it didn't stop for a moment and then set its sights on the Geng family of Meiling.

"Tell me in detail about this so-called Madam Zhen."
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To the south lies Red Stone Valley.

In a secluded room, two people sat facing each other, with a chessboard between them, black and white pieces clearly distinguished.

At the head of the table was a disheveled young man, who was undecided about his move. He said, "Mr. Xu, your chess skills are excellent." "Not at all," replied the man, "compared to Young Master Qin, it's like a firefly compared to the bright moon."

Mr. Xu was over thirty years old, with a ruddy complexion and a beard about the length of a palm.

"Mr. Xu, you flatter me."

Qin Zhengyi shook his head, then placed the piece.

Mr. Xu looked down and immediately looked troubled. The other party had actually made a clever move.

Just then, there was an urgent knocking on the door.

"Come in."

Qin Zhengyi said calmly. A young man dressed as a page entered with a bow, but hesitated when he saw Mr. Xu.

"It's alright, Mr. Xu is no outsider."

Upon hearing this, the page boy presented a letter.

Qin Zhengyi opened the envelope in front of him and read it silently.

After a long while, he put down the letter and smiled, "It seems the patriarch doesn't like my suggestion."

It's more than just dislike.

Mr. Xu only glanced at it briefly, but he saw that the letter was filled with densely packed words of reproach.

He immediately bowed and said, "It was my fault for implicating the Fourth Young Master."

"Haha, this was my own willful act, and has nothing to do with you, sir."

"Fourth Young Master is very magnanimous. However, I know I have made a mistake and have no face to stay. I hope that Fourth Young Master will allow me to leave."

Qin Zhengyi touched the black chess piece beside him: "Sir, are you going to abandon me?"

"I wouldn't dare, I just don't want to be a burden to the Fourth Young Master."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhengyi put the black chess piece back into the chess box, sighed, and said, "Sir, do you know how long this chessboard has been waiting for you?"

"Your chess skills are superb, Fourth Young Master. I am ashamed to admit my inferiority." Mr. Xu bowed sincerely.

Seeing that the other party was determined to leave, Qin Zhengyi couldn't help but frown.

"If you are leaving, sir, I dare not stop you. I hope you will remember Qin Si of Chunsongju, who has been waiting for you to play chess."

"Keep it in mind."

Mr. Xu bowed and took his leave.

"Young master, this person is so annoying."

After Mr. Xu left, the pageboy immediately showed his dissatisfaction.

"Oh, how do you dislike it?"

Qin Zhengyi, still tidying up the unfinished chess game, casually asked.

"When the young master was in his prime, this man fawned over him and stayed by his side; when the young master fell on hard times, this man ran away faster than a rabbit."

"Hahaha, don't talk about others like that."

Qin Zhengyi burst into laughter.

"Young master, you're in such a state, yet you can still laugh."

The pageboy made no attempt to conceal the difference between master and servant, sitting in the seat that Mr. Xu had previously occupied. He even picked up a letter from the side and pointed it out to Qin Zhengyi: "The head of the family wants you to go back to Lingbi Manor to reflect on your actions."

"Just to my liking."

"Oh dear, if you go back, what will happen to the position of young master? It will fall into the hands of the eldest son."

The pageboy grew anxious.

"It's alright, it was supposed to be him."

"But whether it's talent, cultivation, intelligence, or character, Young Master wants it all."

At this point, the pageboy, seeing the gaze directed at him by his young master, dared not finish his sentence.

He muttered, "Regardless, the young master shouldn't have listened to this nameless rogue cultivator, and he certainly shouldn't have made such a strange suggestion to the family head."

"You find it strange?"

"I wouldn't dare. This servant is ignorant of politics. It's just that everyone agrees to cooperate with the Mang Sect, but only you, young master, oppose it, so I find it strange."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhengyi pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "Even you think this way, no wonder the patriarch reprimanded me."

"Are we wrong? What is the young master's thinking?"

"The reason our Qin family got involved with the Mang Sect was simply because of the spiritual root seeds they possessed. However, now our family wants to recruit the Mang Sect as its henchmen, using a strategy of using one to devour another, and attacking the Geng family. This is putting the cart before the horse."

"The Geng family has become enemies with our Qin family. Isn't it the best policy to use the Mang Cult to suppress the Geng family?"

The pageboy, puzzled, couldn't help but ask.

(End of this chapter)