Chapter 26: Absorbing the Energy of the Dragon Vein (Part 1)

Chapter Nine: Drawing the Qi of the Dragon Veins

“Who are you?” Yan Chuan asked.

“I am Jiu Jiansheng, second generation disciple of the Grand River Sect. Years ago, your father instructed me in swordsmanship. You were young then, so perhaps you don’t remember me,” the man in the daoist robe replied with a smile.

“Most memories of those days have faded. Jiu Jiansheng? Are you here to protect them on their journey?” Yan Chuan nodded.

“That’s right. These youngsters, having learned a bit of skill, have grown arrogant and reckless. Fortunately, it was you they encountered this time—had it been an outsider, their lives would have ended here,” Jiu Jiansheng shook his head and laughed.

The group of fallen experts flushed with embarrassment.

“In that case, take them away,” Yan Chuan said directly.

“Well, if I’m not mistaken, the incense burning in your censer is from the Drunken Origin Fruit. They…” Jiu Jiansheng hesitated.

“Liu Jin, pick eighteen leaves for them,” Yan Chuan turned to Liu Jin.

“Yes, sir!” Liu Jin immediately nodded.

He quickly plucked eighteen leaves from the vine of the Drunken Origin Fruit and handed them to Jiu Jiansheng.

“Thank you! Otherwise, I would have had to waste much effort,” Jiu Jiansheng laughed.

Without delay, he placed a leaf in the mouth of one disciple, and soon the man was able to move.

“Go, put a leaf in each mouth, chew and swallow it,” Jiu Jiansheng handed the remaining leaves to that disciple.

In no time, the poison affecting the eighteen people was dispelled.

One by one, they stood up.

“Thank you, Uncle!” they said respectfully.

At the same time, their gazes toward Yan Chuan grew increasingly complex.

Feng Shao’s look toward Yan Chuan was especially venomous.

Jiang Nan glanced at Yan Chuan, his frustration barely contained.

“Well then, we’ll take our leave. One day, we shall meet again at the Grand River Sect!” Jiu Jiansheng said with a smile.

“No need to see you off,” Yan Chuan nodded.

“Yan Chuan, just wait. I’ll repay this grudge!” Feng Shao spat out as he departed.

Smack!

Jiu Jiansheng slapped Feng Shao’s head.

“Repay what? If he wanted you dead, you’d already be gone. Besides, he’s your elder. Try to take revenge, and your grandfather will break your legs!” Jiu Jiansheng scolded.

Feng Shao: “………………!”

Soon, Jiu Jiansheng led the group out of Yan Chuan’s sight.

Along the way,

“Uncle, what is Yan Chuan’s cultivation, really? Is he still at the Strength Realm?” Jiang Nan bit his lip.

“Yan Chuan? Still at that level—third tier of the Strength Realm. But he’s far more mature than you all,” Jiu Jiansheng replied in a deep voice.

Third tier of the Strength Realm? The group felt their vision darken. Could it be true? Is he really only at the Strength Realm?

“Uncle, I’m not resigned!” Feng Shao protested.

“Not resigned? This is entirely your own doing. Don’t think your cultivation is higher now—did you see his methods? If he wanted you dead, it would be child’s play,” Jiu Jiansheng scolded.

“But—” Feng Shao still refused to accept it.

“Use your brains more in the future. I followed you secretly this time to record your performance on this journey. And what did you show? A bunch of reckless fools. Yan Chuan called you tender sprouts, and he was absolutely right,” Jiu Jiansheng said bluntly.

The group: “………………!”

“So, Uncle, where are we going now?” Jiang Nan asked.

“Where? In my record, you’re already dead. Where else? Back to the sect! Reflect well—all of you are far too green!” Jiu Jiansheng said, irritated.

The group: “………………!”