Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Suspecting the Truth Behind My Abduction

Jiang Yu Chuan stared, saying: “What? Using mystic arts to target the Martial Alliance?”

It’s true that “the tallest tree catches the wind.” As the big boss of the martial world, the Martial Alliance being targeted was normal. Assassins had come for Jiang Yu Chuan since he was young-countless times. He was used to it, and he wasn’t surprised people wanted the Jiang Clan knocked down. But he hadn’t expected the enemy to use mystic arts.

Yu Zhi Yi didn’t hide anything. She said: “When I came back, I found that Mount Ming, though it should be a blessed land by nature, has had its feng shui altered into a place of great misfortune. This should have been done in the last two years.”

The three Jiang family members looked blank. They were masters of the martial world-ask them about styles, secret manuals, and they felt no pressure. But mystic arts? They really didn’t understand.

Yu Zhi Yi explained simply: “Even if you can’t sense traces of mystic arts, you can feel their effects in your daily life. For example, you hit blockages when training. In sparring, you should win, but somehow you lose or only draw. You lose money for no reason.”

Because Xiao Qing Xuan had lost one soul and one spirit, she hadn’t felt these things clearly these years. But Father and Son Jiang felt them deeply.

You don’t say!

They looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other’s eyes: Were you unlucky? You too?

Jiang Yu Chuan said slowly: “I didn’t notice much at first, but Jin’er, now that you say it-yes. My skills might not dominate the world, but they’re among the best. Yet in the past two years, when catching scum of the martial world, they always slipped away for no clear reason.”

“Sometimes I choke while drinking water.”

“When we traveled with a whole group, we told people to care for the horses. Yet on the road, the horses would go wrong-twisted ankles, sudden diarrhea…”

There were other things he was embarrassed to say. Like the time a flock of birds flew overhead while they rode. Everyone else was fine. Only he got a warm splash of bird poop right on the head. There were countless little things like that. In the end, he lost all desire to wander outside-until news of his daughter came. Strangely, after they found her, the bad luck stopped.

Jiang Liu Yi nodded, saying: “I did run into some things too. I thought they were normal life setbacks, and didn’t care much.” As the Martial Alliance’s second young master, he’d been born with a silver spoon. His starting point was the end point of many people’s dreams. From childhood, things came easy; whatever he wanted, he achieved quickly. People around him, though not unlucky every day, fit the saying: “Eight or nine things in life don’t go as we wish.” He had always felt his smooth sailing was unusual. So when life got less smooth, he actually felt calmer: this is normal. Now, hearing his sister, he realized: it wasn’t normal.

Aunt Yin, who had been listening at the side, thought of more and said: “If that’s the case, madam was unlucky too these two years.” Xiao Qing Xuan, missing a soul and a spirit, hadn’t known what was happening. But Aunt Yin stayed with her daily and knew her even better than her proper husband.

Aunt Yin said: “Two years ago, madam suddenly went wild one day and tried to rush out in the rain to look for the miss. She had just reached the door when she slipped on the wet step and fell.” The injury wasn’t heavy-just scraped skin and a bruise on her leg-but it stuck in Aunt Yin’s mind, because it was the first time madam had been hurt since giving birth to the second miss, and her state that day was very wrong.

Jiang Yu Chuan frowned, saying: “That happened? How did I not know?”

Aunt Yin answered: “At that time, Second Master was chasing Xiong Ba Tian. Second Young Master took Fifth Young Master back to the Xiao family to celebrate Old Master Xiao’s birthday. By the time you returned, madam’s injury had mostly healed. And I did tell you about it.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yu Chuan remembered. Yes, it had happened, but once he’d come back, the wounds were gone. Just hearing it described, he couldn’t feel how dangerous it had been, so he hadn’t worried much.

Aunt Yin continued: “After that, madam often had little bumps and scrapes.” She had told Second Master a few times, but that period had been bad for him too. Xiong Ba Tian was a vicious madman who had killed countless people. Second Master lost the trail. Later, Xiong Ba Tian slaughtered over a hundred people and wrote on the wall: “These people died because of Jiang Yu Chuan.” Second Master was already overwhelmed. After mentioning madam’s scrapes a few times, Aunt Yin felt they were just normal accidents and stopped troubling him. Instead, she watched madam even more carefully, hardly leaving her side. Maybe that worked-madam stopped bumping into things after that.

At the moment, the only person in the family whose case was unclear was Jiang Liu Yun. But even if only the other three had been unlucky, the matter still felt eerie.

Jiang Liu Yi asked: “Jin’er, what exactly is going on?”

Yu Zhi Yi said: “Simply put, your luck has been stolen.”

“Luck?” the three echoed, confused.

“Yes,” Yu Zhi Yi said. “A person’s fate and luck set the basic tone of their life. Some people, though they stumble sometimes, have an upward trend overall. Others are born to struggle for food and clothes. Some are born noble-that’s fate-but whether they can hold power all their lives depends on luck.”

“The Martial Alliance sits on a dragon vein. From the view of fate, the Jiang Clan, born in the Alliance, should all be standouts. In theory, your luck should keep flowing. But in fact, I see a thick layer of moldy misfortune and deathly qi around you. That’s a sign of bad luck sticking to you-and of lives being cut short.”

The three were stunned. They trusted their daughter and sister, which made this even more shocking.

Seeing their worry, Yu Zhi Yi comforted them, saying: “As long as you wear the defensive magical artifact I gave you, nothing will happen in the short term. Before I leave, I’ll destroy the big formation that transfers luck. Then your crisis will collapse on its own, and the person behind it will pay for their greed.”

Jiang Yu Chuan asked, worried: “Is it dangerous?”

Yu Zhi Yi shrugged and said: “Relax. That person’s skill isn’t high, or they wouldn’t have stretched the timeline so long.” If the mastermind were truly powerful, the transfer would be finished quickly. The longer it takes, the weaker the skill.

Only one thing bothered her: she hadn’t yet calculated where the formation core was. She wasn’t a demonic cultivator and wasn’t expert in such vicious arrays. Still, all arrays share roots. Her formation skills were average, but with careful deduction, she could find it. Once she found the formation core and destroyed it, the venomous array would be broken completely.

So, she needed to circle the whole of Mount Ming-and take a look at the dragon vein while she was at it.

She tapped the table lightly, then dropped another bomb, saying: “I suspect that my abduction back then was also one part of this whole plan.”