Chapter 47 - Three-Time Pants-Wetter

Long Chen told the family everything about the Ascension Fruit tree. The Yang patriarch first looked pleasantly surprised but when he heard that the Bai family had discovered it, he frowned deeply.

Long Chen didn’t tell them about the Blood Saints, worried that it would cause chaos in the Yang family.

The Yang patriarch sighed. “So Bai Sheng wanted to kill the Yang family because of this Ascension Fruit. It makes sense now. People die for money, birds die for food.

It has always been like that since the beginning of time.”

Then his face turned ice cold. “The Bai family has sown the seeds of hatred among us. If we let them get the Ascension Fruit and Bai Sheng advances into the Human Core realm, the Yang family will be destroyed and die corpseless deaths. I must fight him for this Ascension Fruit!”

Yang Qingxuan nodded. “There are three Ascension Fruits. Even if the Bai family only received one, the Yang family would forever lose its place in Baiyang Town. This battle is unavoidable. The Bai family now has two Ninth Draconic Stage cultivators and two Eighth Draconic Stage cultivators. Meanwhile, our family ...”

Everyone turned to look at Long Chen. The Yang patriarch asked anxiously, “Long Chen, how strong are you now?”

The Bai family had already been one man stronger than the Yang family, and now they had Bai Li. Long Chen was the Yang family’s largest variable so they were all very invested in Long Chen’s capabilities.

Long Chen thought for a moment then said, “Grandfather, if we do fight, just focus on Bai Sheng. I’ll deal with everyone and everything else!”

This meant that he was already strong enough to fight Bai Li. The Yang patriarch sighed in relief and said, “If that’s the case, we can say that we’re almost equal to our opponent. However, there are many variables in battle. We all must prepare well over these next few days. I won’t be able to live in peace until the Bai family is destroyed.”

If the Blood Saints appeared, then there wouldn’t be any equal strength at all. The scales would tip heavily to one side instead. Long Chen looked at the old man’s weathered face and couldn’t bear to tell him about it. “It’s fine, I’ll work harder. If something truly unexpected happens, I’ll die before I let the Yang family suffer any casualties!

***

Long Chen was lying in bed. “Hey. Still thinking about the fight over the Ascension Fruit?”

Ling Xi flew out of the Ling Xi Sword and looked curiously at Long Chen, who was deep in thought. “There’s nothing to think about, really. I’m now at the Seventh Draconic Stage. My body is powerful after the Dragon Soul Transformation, and my Qi is ten times more powerful than usual so I’m not afraid of Bai Li. But if the Blood Saints come–even if they send some random Ninth Draconic Stage guy–the Yang family will be in danger.”

Ling Xi stood on his chest, looked at him for a while, then said helplessly, “Look at you. You used to hate your mother so much, but now you’re ready to risk your life for her. You’re a strange guy. Like I said, is there a mother who doesn’t love her child? You were overthinking it.”

Long Chen suddenly sat up and said to her, “Go back inside the sword. I’m heading out.”

Ling Xi had barely gotten the chance to leave the sword that day so she pouted reluctantly, “Why aren’t you cultivating? What are you going out for?”

Long Chen ignored her and walked out of his room. Ling Xi glared at him, but she had no choice and had to return to the sword. “Ling Xi, how much longer will the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom last you?”

When she heard his question, Ling Xi replied bitterly, “I don’t know. Probably around ten days I guess.”

Long Chen nodded. Now that he was at the Seventh Draconic Stage, he was a peerless presence even without the Dragon Soul Transformation. He exited the Yang Residence and immediately headed towards the Bai estate, careful to stay hidden. Ling Xi panicked, “Hey, why are you going to the Bai family estate?”

“I’m getting things done! You don’t need to know, woman!”

Furious, Ling Xi decided to let him do what he wanted.

They arrived at the Bai estate quickly. Long Chen hid in an obscure corner and said, “Xiao Xi, when I enter, you must alert me if any Bai cultivators at the Eighth Draconic Stage are approaching.”

“No. I don’t care if you die.”

“...”

Long Chen spent a long time soothing the little princess to finally make her change her mind and promise to help. Long Chen was privately riddled with guilt and decided he would never be so rude to Ling Xi again.

After he slipped into the Bai estate, he moved cautiously. Ling Xi finally couldn’t help herself and asked, “Hey, what are you looking for, anyway?”

“I’m looking for Bai Shidong.”

Ling Xi laughed when she recalled the odd man who’d peed himself twice but she didn’t know why Long Chen was looking for him. After a while, Ling Xi said suddenly, “Found him. He’s alone in that room. He’s sleeping soundly.”

It was almost noon at this point. Long Chen was impressed that Bai Shidong could still be sleeping at this hour. He followed Ling Xi’s instructions and entered Bai Shidong’s room. Indeed, Bai Shidong was sleeping soundly and he drooled over half his pillow, his blanket kicked to the ground.

Without a word, Long Chen gripped his neck. Bai Shidong finally woke up after a few vigorous shakes and when he opened his sleepy eyes, he suddenly saw the nightmarish Long Chen choking him. Startled, he wanted to scream but he couldn’t make a sound with Long Chen’s hands around his neck. “Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. Or you die.”

Bai Shidong was instantly awake, and he didn’t dare to move. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at Long Chen.

When Long Chen saw his cowardly expression, he raged, “What the fuck are you crying for? I’m going to ask you one question and you’d better answer me or I’ll kill you. If you play any games, you’ll end up like Bai Shichen and the others!”

When Bai Shichen thought of Bai Shichen’s agonized condition, fear crept into his face. Long Chen knew this guy had no courage in him. He couldn't be bothered to waste any more time so he asked, “Tell me. How did you get the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom?”

When he mentioned the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom, Ling Xi finally knew Long Chen’s objective. When she realized that Long Chen had risked his life to enter the Bai estate for her, she was extremely touched. “You idiot, why didn’t you say so earlier? If you did, I wouldn’t be angry ...”

Ling Xi’s heart was filled with sweetness.

After hearing Long Chen’s question, Bai Shidong rushed to answer, “I’ll tell you, I’ll tell! The Liang patriarch sold it to me. Liang Cheng. You know him, right?”

Liang Cheng? Long Chen had some recollection of him. He was a patriarch of a small family in Baiyang Town and at the Seventh Draconic Stage.

Now that he had his answer, Long Chen prepared to leave. But if he didn’t take any precautions, Bai Shidong would call for help and cause more trouble. He had to knock Bai Shidong out first.

Bai Shidong had thought Long Chen wouldn’t touch him but his soul flew out of his body when he saw the sudden fierce glint in Long Chen’s eyes. Then Long Chen knocked him out with one punch.

As Long Chen turned to leave, the stench of urine attacked from behind. He felt utter exasperation. “I’ve met you three times and you’ve peed three times. I’m flattered by such valuable gifts ...”

Inside the Ling Xi Sword, Ling Xi was giggling nonstop.

They exited the Bai estate quickly, then Long Chen headed for the Liang family home. It was in a corner of Baiyang Town so it took him some time to get there.

The Liang patriarch, Liang Cheng, was a tall, muscular man. He had been present when Long Chen killed Bai Zhanxiong and was deeply shaken by Long Chen’s strength. When he saw that Long Chen was looking for him, he panicked and invited Long Chen into his home, warmly welcoming him with some alcohol.

Long Chen did not beat around the bush. “Patriarch Liang, I’m here because of the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom. I heard Bai Shidong bought one from you so may I ask if you still have any more? As for the price, I promise I will not underpay you.”

When Long Chen mentioned the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom, the Liang patriarch said bitterly, “I’m so sorry. I only got the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom once and sold it to Bai Shidong. I have no way of getting more.”

Long Chen wasn’t one to give up easily so he pressed on, “May I ask where you got it from?”

The Liang patriarch saw that Long Chen seemed to desperately need the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom and now that the Yang family was powerful in Baiyang Town, the Liang patriarch naturally also wanted to get closer to them. He said, “In the Desolate Beastlands. I can draw a map to show you the approximate place I got the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom but Young Master Chen, the Desolate Beastlands are very dangerous ...”

Long Chen cut him off. “Just draw the map for me. I’ll reward you generously!”

The Liang patriarch nodded and let his second brother entertain Long Chen while he left to prepare a simple map.

Fifteen minutes later, Long Chen walked out of the Liang home with the map in his hand and headed towards the Yang residence. “Hey. There are only a few days left till the Ascension Fruit ripens. The Yang family really needs you now, are you sure you still want to go to the Desolate Beastlands to search for the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom?”

“There’s still about eight days till the ripening. I want to take this opportunity to find more soul-nourishing herbs for you as I don’t know what’s going to happen during the fight for the Ascension Fruit. If I die, at least you have more herbs for you to hold on a little longer ... And you’ll have some hope of living on.”

When Ling Xi saw how much he cared for her, she started getting choked up. Although she had no physical tears, she sobbed intensely.

Long Chen was dripping with cold sweat and exclaimed, “Hey girl, why are you crying? All I’m saying is that I might die! I haven’t died yet!”

He was heading back home to bid the Yang family farewell. However, Yang Xueqing was not home and the Yang patriarch was busy with his work as a mayor. Long Chen only found Yang Lingqing, who was focused on cultivating the Illusory Seven Killings sword technique.

Long Chen’s arrival startled her. “What are you looking at? Why did you hide it? Unless you’re looking at nudes?” Long Chen looked at her, amused.

Yang Lingqing’s face darkened and took out the Illusory Seven Killings scripture. “Look at it yourself and tell me if it’s a nude picture. Are you even older than I am? You’re not serious at all.”

Long Chen flipped through casually. When he recalled that Lingqing was competing against Lingyue for the Illusory Glass Sword, he was about to give her some guidance but she snatched the scripture away and said, “Don’t give me any pointers. I want to fight Sister Lingyue fair and square. If you help me, it won’t be an honorable victory and it won't prove that I deserve the sword more than her.”

When he saw her stubborn temper, Long Chen suddenly felt that her personality was similar to his in some ways. “Fine, I won’t. I’m too lazy to teach you anyway. Hey, Lingqing, I’ll be away for a few days. Remember to tell Grandfather and the others when they return. Just say that I will definitely be back for the most important moment.”

Yang Lingqing looked at him, puzzled. “What’s the important moment? Where are you going? Why are you being so mysterious? You aren’t going to the Jade Palace Brothel, are you?”