Chapter 108
Chapter 108: You Don’t Know Gu Taming Melody?
The sky darkened outside, and an eerie stillness hung in the courtyard, thick with an unsettling air.
“Wah wah wah…”
A baby’s cry suddenly pierced the silence.
Jiang Xian’s legs trembled, and had it not been for Jiang Wan Sheng’s quick reflexes to steady him, he would have collapsed to the ground.
“Madam!” Jiang Xian’s heart was consumed with worry for Lin Qing Yu. His unsteady steps carried him swiftly toward the main house. “Is Madam alright?!”
At the sound of Jiang Xian’s half-sob, half-shout, Peak Master Xuan Ji, who had been tending to Lin Qing Yu’s injuries, couldn’t help but feel a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
He was the Jiang Clan’s chief, yet he acted like a naive young lad.
Shi Zi Chu stepped out from the house. “Clan Chief Jiang, rest assured. Aunt Lin and the baby are both safe. Both mother and child are well.”
Hearing this, Jiang Xian seemed to regain his composure, gently pushing Jiang Wan Sheng aside. His voice softened, filled with caution. “May I go in to see Madam?”
Shi Zi Chu stepped aside, and Jiang Xian hurried inside without hesitation.
Chu Zhi Rou lifted her gaze toward the main house, her eyes dark with a touch of bitterness.
Mother and child safe—how cruel that news was!
Seeing the look on his father’s face, Jiang Wan Sheng sneered quietly before pulling Shi Zi Chu closer. “Qing Qing…”
Shi Zi Chu held up a vial of water. “Take a look.”
The master was still sitting there!
Jiang Wan Sheng might have been reckless, but she still wanted to live!
Seeing Jiang Wan Sheng’s bold actions, Ye He Qi subtly glanced at Xing Lan.
Unfortunately, Xing Lan’s expression remained unchanged, cold as ever.
Jiang Wan Sheng took the water vial from Shi Zi Chu and, upon seeing its contents, his expression darkened.
“It’s a dragon-phoenix twin,” Shi Zi Chu said, turning to close the door. “Congratulations.”
Jiang Wan Sheng raised the vial in his hand. “This blood gu has been inside the mother for quite some time.”
Their gazes met, both pondering the same question in their hearts.
Why had Aunt Lin never noticed the blood gu inside her body?
Unable to make sense of it, Shi Zi Chu turned and walked toward Xing Lan.
Noticing the relaxed expression on Shi Zi Chu’s face, Xing Lan spoke. “Heading back?”
The matter could be handled by the Jiang Clan; their presence here wouldn’t be of much help.
Shi Zi Chu shook her head. “I’m still worried about Aunt Lin.”
Though the blood gu had been dealt with, Aunt Lin’s body had been left weakened. She couldn’t just leave her like that.
“Then stay for the night,” Xing Lan said neutrally.
Shi Zi Chu’s eyes brightened in delight.
Jiang Wan Sheng approached, offering a polite bow. “Venerable Xing Lan, the guest room has been prepared. I hope Venerable Xing Lan will stay with the Jiang Clan for the night.”
Xing Lan did not immediately respond but made no move to decline either.
Jiang Wan Sheng nodded toward Ye He Qi, signaling him. “The guest room is ready. If Clan Chief Ye doesn’t mind, please stay the night with the Jiang Clan.”
Ye He Qi chuckled lightly. “Then I must trouble Young Master Jiang.”
Father couldn’t be relied upon, so Jiang Wan Sheng dutifully made the arrangements.
About an incense stick’s worth of time later, Peak Master Xuan Ji emerged from the room, looking slightly weary.
Jiang Xian and the midwife each carried a child out.
The midwife handed the infant she was holding to Jiang Wan Sheng before bowing and leaving.
Jiang Wan Sheng awkwardly held the limp child, his movements stiff.
Did he look like someone who knew how to handle a baby?
Xing Lan waved his hand, sending a porcelain vial with spiritual power. “Many thanks to Peak Master Xuan Ji.”
Peak Master Xuan Ji took the vial, popped out a spirit-supplementing pill, and swallowed it. “If you truly want to thank me, give me the formula for that eighth-rank Run Jin Dan.”
She had been wanting that formula for years, but Xing Lan was as stubborn as stone!
Since Xing Lan had gotten the formula, every time Peak Master Xuan Ji saw him, she’d ask about it, and it always gave him a headache.
“Tch,” Peak Master Xuan Ji grimaced. “I just saved someone, and you’re already throwing insults at me?”
Xing Lan took out a wooden box and sent it over with spiritual power.
Peak Master Xuan Ji eagerly received it. “I’ll see you later!”
As she turned to leave, she called over her shoulder, “No need to see me off. I know the way.”
She had to hurry back and refine the Run Jin Dan!
Watching Peak Master Xuan Ji leave, Shi Zi Chu turned her gaze back to Xing Lan.
Jiang Xian pulled out a glass vial and handed it to Shi Zi Chu. “Aunt Lin’s safe delivery of the child is thanks to you and Venerable Xing Lan. It’s getting late, so tomorrow I’ll host a feast to express my gratitude. I hope Venerable Xing Lan and Zi Chu can grace us with your presence.”
Xing Lan glanced at Shi Zi Chu, then nodded in acknowledgment.
Shi Zi Chu accepted the vial and handed it to Xing Lan. “How is Aunt Lin?”
Xing Lan lowered his gaze to the vial.
He didn’t need the Soul Transformation Pill, but this was Jiu Jiu’s goodwill.
“Madam is resting. Her body is fine. After some rest, she’ll recover,” Jiang Xian replied gently, his voice full of affection as he cradled the child in his arms. “Zi Chu needn’t stand on ceremony. Just call me Uncle Jiang.”
Shi Zi Chu smiled softly and nodded.
Jiang Wan Sheng, still holding the child, spoke. “Father, dinner is ready.”
Jiang Xian smiled warmly. “Please, all of you, come this way.”
As for Liu Cui Yu and her daughter, who had come seeking medical aid, they were not treated as honored guests.
An observant maid led them back to their quarters.
…
After dinner, Xing Lan went to the guest room, and Shi Zi Chu went to visit Lin Qing Yu.
On the way.
Jiang Wan Sheng held the swaddled child, who was peacefully asleep.
Seeing how adeptly he held the baby, Shi Zi Chu teased, “You’ve adapted so quickly?”
“Can’t let her fall, can I?” Jiang Wan Sheng replied, his eyes filled with unspoken grievances.
Why wasn’t that old man Xing Lan going back to Jade Void Sect?
He was stuck here at the Jiang Clan, and couldn’t even find Qing Qing for comfort.
Shi Zi Chu smiled faintly, then turned to speak of more pressing matters. “Who is this Young Miss Zhang?”
“The daughter of the City Lord of Upper Waters, Zhang Yu Shi.” A flash of coldness passed through Jiang Wan Sheng’s eyes. “Father’s troublesome affair.”
If it weren’t for his father, he might have lost his mother.
Seeing the murderous intent in Jiang Wan Sheng’s eyes, Shi Zi Chu shook her head helplessly.
What a dutiful son!
“Sheng Sheng.”
Jiang Wan Sheng suppressed his anger and looked at Shi Zi Chu with a soft, innocent expression.
“Clan Chief Jiang is a very good man.” Shi Zi Chu spoke gently.
Jiang Wan Sheng, not surprised that his thoughts had been seen through, nodded slightly. “I know.”
After walking for a while, Shi Zi Chu finally asked, “Is the blood gu matter related to that Young Miss Zhang?”
“Not sure. It needs further investigation.” Jiang Wan Sheng replied.
Shi Zi Chu nodded.
“Qing Qing, thank you.”
The solemn thanks left Shi Zi Chu surprised as she looked at him.
Jiang Wan Sheng raised an elegant brow and smiled faintly. “I don’t know how to use gu taming melody, and Peak Master Xuan Ji’s temper is unpredictable. If not for you and Venerable Xing Lan, my mother…”
He didn’t finish his sentence, but a trace of fear flickered across his face.
Shi Zi Chu was taken aback. “You don’t know gu taming melody?”
Such a simple thing, and he didn’t know how?
Jiang Wan Sheng sighed. “Gu taming melody belongs to the yin, only women can learn it.”
Shi Zi Chu fell into deep thought.
If Jiang Wan Sheng didn’t know gu taming melody, and Aunt Lin’s consciousness had already been fading then…
If not for her, if not for the skilled Peak Master Xuan Ji, Aunt Lin would have met a tragic fate—one corpse, three lives.
“Madam’s gu arts are extraordinary. She couldn’t have been unaware of the blood gu within her.”
Jiang Wan Sheng’s voice was cold and slightly ominous.
This was the very problem that still troubled Shi Zi Chu’s mind.
The two exchanged a glance, both reflecting the same confusion.
Perhaps the answer could only come from the person herself.