Chapter 182: Chapter 183 Fishing for Dragons in the Yangchun River_1

Qingzhou, Linjiang Prefecture.

Demon Suppressing General’s Mansion.

Chen Qiankun looked at the letter in his hand that had come from Qingzhou City; it was written by Jiang Qiulan. According to the letter, his Demon-suppression Great General should have arrived in Linjiang Prefecture about a few days ago.

So, where is the person…

Liu Yuquan stood awkwardly beside him, watching the old master’s white hair. Every so often, he would take out the letter to look at it, followed by a customary sigh.

He consoled, “Perhaps there has been a delay on the road.”

Chen Qiankun put away the letter, “It’s normal for young people to be busy; I truly don’t mind.”

Logically speaking, since the other party had gone to the Capital City for Martial Temple Refinement, he should have reached the Condensation Elixir Completion realm by now and be in the stage of Embrace Pill and cultivating the spirit–how could he not be anxious?

Patriarch Chen genuinely felt the incense willpower of the whole prefecture was somewhat wasted on himself.

After more than eight hundred years, he had still not managed to break through the third checkpoint to transform into a true Yin God.

If it were Shen Yi, he would surely make better use of these incense willpower.

Now he was just waiting for the other to come, to get a bit familiar with the situation in Linjiang Prefecture, and then this old man should retire.

“General Chen, General Shen has arrived.”

Two Colonels came quickly, reporting with a salute.

Hearing this, Liu Yuquan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then watched Patriarch Chen, who had just claimed to be indifferent, swiftly get up, and stride out of the main hall.

Alas, the general really did feel somewhat powerless.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be in such a hurry.

He could only hope that General Shen’s arrival would allow the old master to rest properly.

Within the front courtyard.

Chen Qiankun looked at the handsome youth in profound armor before him and felt increasingly satisfied the more he looked at him.

And it was different from before.

Perhaps it was because they had met two or three times, the other was no longer that unfamiliar. Instead, there was now a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Although he did not know what the young man was anticipating, Chen Qiankun was not a stingy person. Whatever Linjiang Prefecture had to offer, he would not hesitate to give; after all, it would all belong to the other in the future.

“Shen Yi pays his respects to the old general,” Shen Yi saluted with his hands.

“Stop acting with the demeanor of a subordinate; you are now the great general of this land as well,” Chen Qiankun shook his head. It must be said, even though they had grown somewhat distant, Shen Yi’s attitude towards this old man had never changed, from Personal Adjutant General to Demon-suppression Great General.

“Come in quickly.”

He turned around and lead Shen Yi to his seat, feeling slightly emotional, “You’re someone who doesn’t visit the Martial Temple without reason, and this might be the first time you’ve taken time out of your schedule to see the old me.”

Liu Yuquan stood to the side and secretly chuckled.

It’s not just the first time visiting General Chen; General Shen had seldom visited Linjiang Prefecture at all.

Shen Yi pondered for a moment before softly saying, “Actually, there is a matter this time.”

“…”

Chen Qiankun’s actions briefly halted, and he sighed, “I truly haven’t seen anyone busier than you in Qingzhou. Speak quickly, what matter requires the help of this old man?”

“The Old Jiaolong of Yangchun River.”

Shen Yi relayed the information he had received from the Azure-faced Lions straightaway.

As he spoke…

The expressions of both Chen Qiankun and Liu Yuquan changed instantly and became grave.

“The Howling Moon Demon King is helping that old Jiaolong break through?”

The old master’s voice suddenly became much more serious. He had only recently entered the second checkpoint of the Embrace Pill Realm, barely able to deal with that old Jiaolong. If the latter were to break through again, it seemed that among all the generals in Qingzhou, only You Longtao and Jiang Qiulan would be able to handle it.

However, General You was already too busy to manage, and Jiang Qiulan was not adept at dealing with demons on the river.

Chen Qiankun’s mind instinctively wanted to send a message to the General.

But befitting of a veteran, he quickly reacted, “Could it be that the Demon King has some plot in mind, seeking to use me to tie down the General at Yangchun River?”

Indeed, the Yin God of a Martial Immortal is formidable, but could such a vast river really be dealt with so simply?

If the Old Jiaolong does not show itself, does the General have to guard by the river every single day?

“You…”

Liu Yuquan helplessly opened his mouth. Colonel Shen had made himself perfectly clear–the death of a White Deer among the demons meant paying back a life to Qingzhou, and with Patriarch Chen being old and frail, his strength not outstanding, he was naturally the easiest target.

The enemy wants your life, yet you’re still worried about other matters.

Unable to hold back, he advised, “What Colonel Shen means, is that you should temporarily avoid the limelight.”

“…”

Shen Yi silently looked on, when did he ever suggest that.

Chen Qiankun noticed the change in his expression, “But feel free to speak, there’s no need to mind it.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi no longer held back, stood up and said, “Please, Patriarch, command from the river bank, and if possible, make it somewhat conspicuous.”

Upon this remark, the remaining two people fell into silence.

As expected of someone with a background in demon hunting, such tactics were all too familiar.

“Understood, you want to pinpoint the Jiaolong’s location to prevent it from failing to find me and wreaking havoc elsewhere.”

Chen Qiankun tried hard to phrase his words diplomatically.

He really did not like to describe himself as bait for luring dragons.

“But even if we use General Chen to lure out the Old Jiaolong, what then?” asked Liu Yuquan instinctively. Before he could finish speaking, he realized the old general had given him a cold glance.

He fell silent, not knowing what he had said wrong.

Chen Qiankun regulated his breathing; he finally understood what the young man’s expectant look meant… what he wanted was his own life.

But he, too, was eager to know the answer, the Patriarch curiously looking at the young man.

Shen Yi calmly said, “Leave the rest to me.”

“Hiss!”

Liu Yuquan gripped his hair tightly, the familiar sensation suddenly taking him back to the moment a month ago when he went to Baiyun County to slay the Fox Demon.

The other party had the same expression, the exact same tone, and then coolly skinned that fox.

But the problem now was that they weren’t facing a Fox Demon at Condensation Elixir Completion, but an Old Jiaolong in the Embrace Pill Realm, and moreover, right in front of its home of the Yangchun River where it had lived for thousands of years…

“I understand,”

Chen Qiankun nodded, then said seriously, “You really are after my life.”

Without waiting for Shen Yi to speak, the Patriarch chuckled, “As far as I know, Colonel Shen seems to have never let anyone down.”

Now, there indeed wasn’t a better solution.

He too stood up, “The only problem is, I truly do not know how to be high-profile, allow me to prepare.”

Shen Yi gave a slight nod, “Then I won’t disturb the old general any further.”

He wasn’t skilled in such matters and couldn’t offer any advice.

However, the Patriarch’s easy compliance was somewhat unexpected to Shen Yi; he didn’t think he was that reliable in the eyes of the old general.

He strode out of the hall.

After about a dozen steps, he suddenly heard a faint voice behind him.

“Send a message to Jiang Qiulan, tell her to hurry and save me.”

Shen Yi: “…”

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