Chương 221: The Return

Jiangdong, Duling Commandery, a campsite in the wilderness. Looking at the two pitiful little ones in front of him, Song Que finally softened his heart. After all, if he left them alone, ninety-nine percent of the time, their fate would be extremely tragic. If he did that, he would definitely feel endless guilt later on, which might even negatively impact his Dao heart. Since he was already involved, it seemed he was destined to step into this mess.

Since he couldn't avoid it, there was no need to cower now; he wasn't a coward who feared death. Having made up his mind, Song Que reached out to stop the two little girls who were still kowtowing, speaking in a deep voice:"Alright, there is no need to keep kowtowing. This Young Master agrees to take you in. But remember this well: if you ever dare to act outwardly obedient while secretly opposing me, or do anything to harm me, I will not hesitate to kill you personally. Understood?"

His final words were not just an empty threat. The killing intent on Old Man Song's body, which had not yet completely dissipated, pressed down on the minds of Yang Mi and Yang Zi like the cold, gloomy energy of the Nine Underworlds, frightening the two girls so much that their faces turned pale as they prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Master, your servants absolutely wouldn't dare."

"Remember what you said today," Song Que's expression softened a bit.

"My name is Song Que. From now on, just like the others in the family, call me Young Master."

"Understood, Young Master!" The two little girls immediately committed it to memory, finally breathing a sigh of relief as they replied.

"Alright, get up. You must be tired. Go inside the tent and rest for the night. We will depart tomorrow evening."

"Young Master, what about you?" The tent was not big enough for three people to sleep in, so Yang Mi asked shyly in a small voice.

"Don't worry about me. I don't mind sitting here and cultivating for the night."

"Thank you, Young Master!" This time, both girls chimed in happily. Their soft and sweet voices caused Great Official Song's spirit to tremble slightly, prompting the Lotus of the Wonderful Law in his mind to immediately emit a gentle light to soothe his divine soul.

"Young Master, you are a good person!" Before closing the tent flap, Yang Zi blushed and whispered to him, then hurriedly shrank her head back inside like a startled rabbit. Having just been handed a 'good guy card', Song Que could only shake his head with a bitter smile. He stopped dwelling on these matters and focused his mind on the changes of the Tesseract in his head.

Having absorbed dozens of ghosts at once, especially half the essence blood of a First-Tier martial artist, the changes to the Tesseract were undeniably massive. The dark orange electrical currents of the Tesseract had shifted, with nearly a third of them turning golden. This left Master Song trembling with excitement. Just as he thought, the true qi of a First-Tier martial artist could also cause the golden cheat in his mind to advance.

It was just a pity that perhaps his absorption was incomplete this time, or Yao Lie's true qi quality was lacking, which caused the Tesseract to evolve by less than half. But that was enough to satisfy Song Que. A thousand-year-old ginseng was hard to find, but were Seventh-Grade True Qi Realm experts really that rare? Didn't every commandery city have a few of them? Quack quack quack, Old Demon Song smiled as brightly as a flower, his mouth almost splitting open to his ears.

Of course, he wouldn't completely lose his conscience and go hunting people like those from the Demonic Sect. But life was like that; sometimes his attention would bump into someone else's gaze, and when fate arrived, he naturally couldn't resist it. Everything depended on fate. It was just that sometimes Zen Master Song, who 'liked a bit of everything', would wander around and accidentally sway in front of acquaintances like Old Du. If fate automatically pounced on him, he couldn't be blamed.

Satisfied with today's harvest, and since Lightning had tracked Old Jiu back to a seemingly ordinary manor on the outskirts of the city, Song Que didn't bother paying any more attention to it. After all, he didn't have the strength to eat this guy right now. Later on, if he had the means, he naturally wouldn't mind wiping out this tumor known as the Blood Demon Sect. If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it's taken without the author's consent. Report it.

In a great mood, Great Official Song assumed a cross-legged position to meditate, while the Lotus of the Wonderful Law in his mind slowly erased the karma he had accumulated today. The next day. Waiting for darkness to descend upon the earth once more, Song Que led the two Yang sisters and began their journey. Earlier that day, he had gone into the city to do some shopping, picking out some new clothes for the little girls.

Now, after careful disguise, the two had gloriously transformed into skinny, dark, and ugly little boys. Walking next to Master Song, it was quite a sight, looking very much like a group of African exchange student brothers taking a stroll together. Afraid of attracting attention, the three of them slept during the day and traveled at night. After tossing and turning like this for four days, Master Song finally returned home. Once bitten by a snake, ten years in fear of a well rope.

Du Ruhui's ambush last time had left a deep impression on Song Que. Therefore, although he could have easily taken a boat from Jiangdong straight to Qinghe, he obediently got off the ship at Yangnan and took the land route back. Passing through Eagle's Sorrow Ravine, Master Song didn't forget to repeatedly use Lightning to scout the area. Only when he was absolutely certain there was no danger did he dare to cross. He really wondered if Du Ruhui still thought he was hiding in Qinghe.

After returning to the Gang from the failed ambush last time, Old Du had cursed the entire intelligence department so hard that they were practically drenched in dog's blood. It wasn't until news came from Yangnan that Song Que didn't participate in the Jade Pool Tea Party that Gang Leader Du assumed he had caught wind of the ambush and acted like a turtle shrinking into its shell, too afraid to leave home. Only then did he let the subordinates off the hook.

"Awoooo..." Rushing through the night, it was already quite late by the time the travel-worn trio arrived back at the Black Iron Stronghold. Just as the bandits outside opened the gate for him, Husky's howling echoed from afar. From the mountain ridge ahead, the wolf flew over like a gust of wind, joyfully pouncing forward to throw himself at him.

"Ahhhhh!" The Yang sisters' beautiful faces paled in horror. Screaming, they quickly hid behind Great Official Song, seeking his protection.

"Haha, Husky, were you a good boy at home?" Not having seen these fellows for ten days, Song Que had missed them too. Seeing his loyal little brother run out to greet him from afar just from catching his scent, he happily opened his arms to hug the wolf cub, rubbing his head affectionately as he asked. Awoo awoo...

'Master, I missed you so much.'

"Haha, I missed you too. Yang Mi, Yang Zi, don't be afraid. This is my pet, Husky. Come out and get acquainted." The two girls finally plucked up their courage, poking their heads out from behind his back to curiously look at the giant wolf in front of them.

"Awoooo..."

"Young Master!" At the courtyard villa, Husky's unusual commotion naturally startled everyone, quickly making them realize that Song Que had returned. Thus, the whole gang rushed out to welcome him. The most ostentatious of them all was Mengmeng. The Fire Fox had seemingly tamed Little Black to absolute obedience. Acting extremely arrogant, she rode on his head all the way there before lazily leaping off and jumping onto Song Que, acting cute and coquettish. Squeak... squeak.

'Master, while you were away these past few days, I helped keep the house in perfect order.'

"Haha, if you little rascal just didn't cause trouble for the others, I'd thank the heavens." Ignoring the glaring and indignant Mengmeng, Master Song ruffled her little head and turned to nod at Old Nie and the others:"Let's go inside to talk." He then reached behind his back to pull out the two little girls, whose faces were pale with fright from being scared half to death by Little Black again.

"Don't be afraid, they will all be your companions from now on. Let's go home, and I will introduce you to everyone." With that said, he led the group back to the mountain ridge courtyard villa. Sitting in the room, after introducing the Yang sisters for everyone to get acquainted, Song Que turned to the little monkey and called out:"Wukong, take Yang Mi and Yang Zi to rest." Squeak squeak...

'Yes, sir!'

"Ah Mi, Ah Zi, from now on, you two will follow Wukong to learn how to cook and help him clean the house."

"Yes, Young Master!" The two little girls were very docile, nodding obediently in their soft voices. Once only Xiong Ba, Nie Feng, Knife, and the others were left in the room, Song Que began asking about the recent situation.

"Old Nie, nothing went wrong in the city since I left, right?"

"Young Master, everything is perfectly normal, nothing happened." Hearing this, Song Que also breathed a sigh of relief. He was truly utterly disappointed with Du Ruhui's character.

"That is good. I was worried the Linjiang Gang might make a move against the Moonrise Pavilion."

"Young Master, did something happen? Did everything go smoothly for you outside this time?" Nie Feng asked, his expression changing.

"Hehe, I was almost backstabbed by Du Ruhui." Master Song didn't hide anything and recounted his ambush, causing the expressions of Old Nie and the others to shift continuously.

"Hmph, fortunately, I discovered it in time this time. Furthermore, thanks to Lightning's help, I managed to escape. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"Du Ruhui! Hmph, one day, I, Xiong Ba, will smash his dog head to pieces." Hearing that their Young Master had nearly been killed, Xiong Ba gritted his teeth and roared, his eyes flickering with dark intensity. Nie Feng and Knife were no better. When the master is humiliated, the servants must die. Their faces were equally cold as they firmly engraved the Linjiang Gang, Du Ruhui, and all the rest into their hearts.

"Alright, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with this guy in the future, there is no rush right now. Pack up a bit; shortly, we will clean up and head back to the Plum Manor."

"Understood, Young Master!" The group moved according to orders. That night, without disturbing anyone, Song Que's entire crew quietly packed up their belongings and returned to the Plum Manor.