Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Begging the Immortal to Save Me
Wang You Cai’s face turned ashen.

Just one stomp from Third Master made him feel like his organs had shifted. If everyone else joined in, he would definitely die.

“Third Master! Don’t, don’t step on me! Don’t step on me! I don’t want to die! Please spare my life!”

Wang You Cai cried so hard it sounded like his heart was being torn apart.

Most people in the town had families who had lived here for generations, so they were more or less related.

A customer in the restaurant could not bear it and shouted loudly: “Third Master Feng, please be generous and give Wang You Cai a little more time!”

Wang You Cai’s father, Squire Wang, had been a well-known wealthy squire in the area. He was generous and donated whenever bridges were built or roads were paved. Many people in the town remembered the kindness he had shown.

Now that someone spoke up for Wang You Cai, others also began to help.

“Third Master Feng, when Squire Wang was still alive, he did a lot for this town. Even the road in front of your house was paid for by him. For his sake, please let Wang You Cai off this once.”

“That’s right. Even a broken ship still has some nails left. The Wang Clan has fallen, but there might still be some valuable items at home. If you give Wang You Cai a bit more time to gather money, maybe he can pay you back.”

“Third Master Feng, Wang You Cai really has no money right now. Even if you stomp him to death, you still won’t get your money. Why not sit down and talk things over and find a middle ground?”

“…”

When Wang You Cai heard everyone speak up for him, hope appeared in his eyes.

But in the next moment, Third Master Feng’s words shattered that hope.

He shouted: “All of you, shut up! It’s not your money he owes. Why are you all acting like kind people? If you really want to help him, then help Wang You Cai pay the debt! It is not much, only five hundred spirit beads. There are so many of you. If you pool your money, you should be able to make it up!”

The people who had just been speaking up for him all fell silent at once.

They really could gather five hundred spirit beads, but they did not believe that Wang You Cai would ever pay them back.

After all, a gambler’s words could not be trusted. Wang You Cai was a rotten gambler who had even taken his old mother’s medicine money to gamble. His promises were even less reliable.

If they handed over this money, it would be like throwing buns to a dog, never to return. They were not rich families, so of course they could not bear to give it away.

“Tch.”

Third Master Feng let out a disdainful cold laugh.

These people only said nice things on the surface. When it was time to help, each one wanted to shrink into a corner.

When Squire Wang had paid to build the road for the village, Third Master Feng had at least sent his family’s only old hen to Squire Wang’s mansion. But what had these people done?

If Squire Wang were still alive, not to mention him, even the casino owner would have had to give Squire Wang some face. But Squire Wang was gone now. Who cared who Wang You Cai was?

If anyone was to blame, it was only Wang You Cai himself for being useless.

“Wang You Cai, I’ll ask you one last time. Are you still not going to pay back the money?”

“I will! I will!” Wang You Cai cried.

“Where is the money?”

Wang You Cai could not say a word.

He had no money left at all. He had even sold off the Wang Clan residence. Now he was completely penniless and did not even know where his next meal would come from.

“No money? Then you can pay with your life. Drag him back.”

Third Master Feng waved his hand. Two men immediately stepped forward and grabbed Wang You Cai by the arms on both sides.

Wang You Cai was so scared his legs went weak. He looked toward the restaurant customers with his face full of pleading.

The customers either avoided his gaze or gave him a look that said they could not help.

Just as Wang You Cai was about to fall into despair, he saw a young woman sitting by the window.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and his lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

Third Master Feng thought Wang You Cai was just scared and paid it no mind. He turned to head back to the casino.

Suddenly, Wang You Cai shouted excitedly.

“Wait, wait!”

Third Master Feng frowned. “Brat, what trick are you trying to pull now?”

“Third Master Feng, I thought of a way to pay back the money!”

“What way?”

“Tell them to let me go. I will beg someone. She will help me repay the money.”

Wang You Cai clenched his fists, looking very excited.

Seeing that he did not seem to be stalling for time, Third Master Feng thought for a moment, then gave the two burly men a look and warned Wang You Cai: “If you dare run again, you won’t live to see tomorrow’s sun.”

“I won’t run, I really won’t.”

The despair and panic on Wang You Cai’s face were gone. Once the two men let go of him, he quickly looked down to straighten his messy outer robe and slapped the dust off his body.

Everyone stared blankly, not knowing what he was doing.

After tidying himself up a bit, Wang You Cai strode toward the restaurant.

The thugs Third Master Feng had brought wanted to follow, but he raised a hand to stop them.

Third Master Feng said: “Let’s see what he is going to do first.”

Just as Yu Zhao finished her last cup of rice wine, Wang You Cai dropped to his knees outside the window with a thud.

“Immortal, please save me.”

A murmur rippled through the crowd.

Everyone looked at Yu Zhao in disbelief.

They had never seen an Immortal with their own eyes, but everyone had heard rumors about Immortals.

Immortals were beings with vast divine abilities. They could call the wind and summon rain, move mountains and fill seas, and travel a thousand miles in a day.

It was said that their country enjoyed good weather and timely rain because it was protected by the State Preceptor.

And the State Preceptor was an Immortal.

Was this strange young woman from out of town also an Immortal?

Many people had doubt in their eyes.

In their minds, Immortals should be ethereal or awe-inspiring, far above worldly smoke and dust. How could an Immortal sit in a restaurant drinking wine and eating snacks like them?

Yu Zhao looked straight at Wang You Cai.

There was not the slightest fluctuation of spirit power on his body, nor did he have a spiritual root for cultivation. He was a true mortal with no spell cultivation at all.

So how had he seen through her identity as a cultivator?

“Immortal, my family has a slight connection with your Immortal ancestor. Please save me, and I will tell you everything,” he said.

After he spoke, Wang You Cai kowtowed heavily to Yu Zhao.

He was not sure if Yu Zhao would help him, but this was his only chance.

Yu Zhao’s eyes narrowed slightly.

There was a very important piece of information hidden in Wang You Cai’s words.

He had been able to see through Yu Zhao’s identity not because of himself, but because of something related to Yu Zhao’s ancestors.

But Yu Zhao was an orphan with no parents. She herself did not know her background, so how could Wang You Cai know?

Yu Zhao had not expected that a place she had come to so casually would give her a clue about her own origins.

“Raise your head.”

Trembling, Wang You Cai raised his head.

Yu Zhao tossed out a money pouch. It landed in Wang You Cai’s arms.

Wang You Cai grabbed the pouch and quickly opened it to look inside. Gratitude immediately appeared on his face.

“Thank you, Immortal!”

He scrambled up from the ground, half rolling and half climbing, ran to Third Master Feng, and handed him the pouch. Before Third Master Feng could say anything, he ran back to stand in front of Yu Zhao.

Third Master Feng opened the money pouch suspiciously and glanced inside. The bright, shining spirit beads almost dazzled him.

He stared at Yu Zhao in shock.

[S-she really is an Immortal?]