Chapter 865: Returning to Linzhou Once Again

Chapter 865: Chapter 865: Returning to Linzhou Once Again

"Yang Cheng, look at this."

Feng Jiuge called out, and Yang Cheng leaned in, his gaze falling on a line in the journal.

"The Blood Refining Sect’s main altar is located deep in the northern Yunwu Mountain of Linzhou City. The Sect Master’s cultivation is unfathomable, with hundreds of disciples who practice the evil technique of refining living people’s blood, bringing disaster to the region."

"Twenty years ago, the six major righteous sects joined forces to attack the Blood Refining Sect, battling for three days and nights before finally destroying it. The Sect Master and the core disciples were all executed, but a few outer disciples escaped."

"Although the Blood Refining Sect was destroyed, its evil techniques were not lost. It’s said that before his death, the Sect Master recorded all his lifetime knowledge in a scroll called the ’Blood Refining Manual’ and hid it in a secret chamber at the main altar. If the ’Blood Refining Manual’ can be found, the Blood Refining Sect can be revived."

After reading, Yang Cheng’s expression grew grave, with a sense of unease rising in his heart.

"What are you thinking about?"

Feng Jiuge noticed the change in his expression and asked softly.

"I’m thinking if my father might be in Linzhou."

Yang Cheng stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the gradually brightening sky outside.

"Gong Jian said he was taken by that mysterious organization, which is likely the Blood Refining Sect, and the Sect’s main altar is in Linzhou, so..."

"So your father might be imprisoned somewhere in Yunwu Mountain."

Feng Jiuge picked up the thread and also stood up.

Yang Cheng nodded, "Moreover, Yin Wujiang’s diary mentions that he wants to return to Linzhou to rebuild the Blood Refining Sect, indicating that the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect are likely in Linzhou, possibly plotting something in secret."

"What about your curse?"

Feng Jiuge asked.

"There’s still time for the curse, but my father... I’ve been searching for too long, I can’t wait any longer."

Yang Cheng’s tone was firm.

After the downfall of the Gong Family, he vaguely felt that if he didn’t find his father soon, it might be too late.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the study door was pushed open.

Kong Lingwen came in, carrying a tray with two bowls of hot porridge and a plate of buns on it.

"Eat something first, you’ve stayed up all night, your body can’t take it."

She placed the tray on the table and felt a pang of heartache when she saw Yang Cheng’s reddened eyes.

"So, have you had any breakthroughs?"

Yang Cheng held her hand and pulled her down to sit, "I’ve found a solution, it requires three items, I’ve already got one of them."

"Really?"

A glimmer of delight flashed in Kong Lingwen’s eyes.

Yang Cheng nodded, picking up a bowl of porridge and taking a sip, "But the other two items are not easy to find, it may take some time."

"That’s okay, you’re so capable, you’ll definitely find them."

Kong Lingwen breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on his shoulder.

Just then, Yang Cheng’s phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID; it was Jiang Heping.

"Patriarch Jiang, calling so early, what’s the matter?"

"Mr. Yang, Little Yu’s condition has stabilized a lot, the medicine you sent last time worked really well, I just wanted to let you know, and also ask when you might be free to come to Linzhou, Little Yu has been asking about you constantly."

On the other end, Jiang Heping’s voice was much more relaxed than before but he also hoped Yang Cheng could come soon, since Jiang Yu could have an episode at any time.

Yang Cheng smiled slightly, "Don’t worry, Patriarch Jiang, I’ll be heading to Linzhou in the next couple of days, I have some business to attend to as well."

"Good, good, I’ll be waiting for you!"

Jiang Heping agreed eagerly.

After hanging up, Yang Cheng looked at Kong Lingwen, "I need to go to Linzhou."

"For Miss Jiang?"

Kong Lingwen asked.

"Not just for her."

Yang Cheng briefly explained the Blood Refining Sect issue and added, "I suspect my father might be imprisoned in Linzhou, and since the Blood Refining Sect’s remnants are there, I have to investigate."

"Senior Sister will go with me, let Ruonan and Ms. Qi Yue stay in Zhonghai to protect you."

"Alright, you must be careful."

Kong Lingwen knew she couldn’t help even if she went. With Feng Jiuge by his side, she felt a degree of reassurance.

"When will you leave?"

"The sooner, the better. Although Miss Jiang’s condition is stable, it’s only a temporary fix, and I also want to find my father’s whereabouts as soon as possible."

Kong Lingwen stood as well, reaching out to embrace him, resting her face on his chest.

Yang Cheng bowed his head, pressing a kiss to her forehead. The two hugged for a moment before reluctantly parting.

Watching from the side, Feng Jiuge felt a twinge of sourness in her heart and turned back to her room to pack.

Half an hour later, Yang Cheng had everything arranged and was ready to set off.

Kong Lingwen, Cheng Ruonan, and Cheng Qiyue stood at the door to bid farewell, all three women harboring an unexplainable anxiety in their hearts.

"I’m not leaving forever, why the expressions?"

Yang Cheng teased, pinching Kong Lingwen’s cheek, then looking at Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue, "Be good here, wait for me to come back."

"As long as you don’t bring back another woman, it’s fine."

Cheng Ruonan huffed coldly, a hint of jealousy in her tone.

"Jealous little jar!"

Yang Cheng laughed, turned, and got into the car, with Feng Jiuge also getting into the passenger seat smoothly.

The black sedan slowly pulled out of the Kong Family Villa and sped towards Linzhou.

The car exited Zhonghai City, getting onto the highway, with the scenery outside zipping by swiftly.

Yang Cheng leaned back in the passenger seat, eyes closed, thoughts swirling.

How much suffering had his father endured all these years of captivity?

Was he even still alive?

If he was alive, would he still recognize him?

"What are you thinking?"

Feng Jiuge’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"I was thinking about my father."

Yang Cheng opened his eyes, watching the swiftly passing scenery outside the window, "I haven’t seen him in so long that his face has started to blur in my memory."

Feng Jiuge was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I was an orphan from a young age and never knew what my parents looked like. You at least have a chance to find him."

Yang Cheng turned to look at her, a surge of pity welling up in his heart.

This woman, who grew up alone, braving the martial world on her own, how much hardship and suffering had she endured to cultivate to her current level?

"Once I find my father, I’ll introduce you to him. He’s a truly wonderful person."

He said with a smile.

"Alright."

Feng Jiuge’s lips curled into a rare smile.

The two chatted idly, and time passed quickly. By noon, they drove into Linzhou City.

Unlike the bustling Zhonghai, Linzhou seemed somewhat desolate, with few people on the streets, most shops closed, and the few that were open had little to no customers.

"Why does this place feel so strange?"

Feng Jiuge frowned.

Yang Cheng felt it too, the city was shrouded in an inexplicable oppressive atmosphere, making it uncomfortably unsettling, though he hadn’t paid much attention previously due to his haste in getting there.

However, he didn’t dwell on it, driving straight to the Jiang Family.

Located in the north of Linzhou City, the Jiang Family’s residence was a vast estate with green tiles and dark bricks, exuding an aura of antiquity and elegance, unmistakable as a century-old family.