Daoqi Huangcheng

Chapter 10. Fate
The signboard of Hefu has been changed.

A young man named Que He was sitting in the central hall.

Compared to yesterday, there were far fewer people who came to offer their congratulations today.

This also foreshadows that although the Shenyun lineage of the Que family has landed smoothly, it has lost power.

This branch of the family actually runs many family businesses outside, such as cloth shops and restaurants. The managers of these places come to meet the young master and then sit to the side, drinking tea and chatting.

As they were talking, a servant announced from afar, "Second Master has arrived!"

The stewards naturally knew who the Second Master was, and they all stood up.

Que He's smiling expression suddenly vanished, replaced by a strange resentment.

Madam Pei Qianxue frowned slightly, picked up her teacup, coughed, and then said in a low voice, "He'er, you should call him Second Uncle."

Que He did not answer.

The First Madam called out again, "He'er!"

Que He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I'm not stupid, I know."

In the capital, social classes were clearly defined. Song Chen came from a humble background, while he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He already disliked boys who came from humble beginnings, and the fact that his favorite aunt had married this man only made him dislike him more.

Of course, all the hatred stemmed from Mr. Shenyun. To this day, he still believes that "with my father's strength, if he hadn't been protecting Song Chen, he wouldn't have died at the hands of demons," "Song Chen was also the murderer of my father," and "Song Chen deserved to die for his own family."

Shortly after, two figures entered from outside.

The stewards sized up the young man who had entered, then bowed and greeted him with smiles, "Second Master."

Pei Qingyue stepped forward, bowed respectfully to the young man sitting in the main hall, and said, "Greetings, Patriarch."

As soon as the four words were spoken, she suddenly felt a little nervous.

The First Madam also had some.

Both women turned their heads to look at the young man, fearing that he would be arrogant and unbowed because he was a cultivator and that their family needed him.

Que He didn't get up at all, remaining seated, and called out, "Second Uncle?"

His tone was slightly raised, with a question in his voice, as if asking, "Why don't you worship?"
The First Madam clenched her fists and pinched her palms. She hadn't expected her son, who was already fifteen years old, to act so impulsively. She had repeatedly warned him, yet the child was still so foolish!
In the blink of an eye, everyone's thoughts raced, but in reality, only a breath or two had passed.

A moment or two later, Song Chen strode forward, stood beside Pei Qingyue, bowed respectfully, and said, "I, Song, greet the head of the family. Mr. Shenyun has been very kind to me, and I will repay him with my life."

Que He said, "It's good that you know."

After saying those four words, he felt refreshed and all the depression he had felt in recent days vanished.

The First Madam peeked at her brother-in-law and saw that he was calm. She breathed a sigh of relief. However, today was the joyous day of the family head's ascension to the throne. She could not scold him like a child. Even if she really thought he was wrong, she could not refute him in front of everyone and ruin his prestige.

So, the First Madam smiled and changed the subject, saying, "Qingyue, come sit next to me with your husband."

Pei Qingyue and Song Chen went to the past.

The two sides started talking, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

into the night.

After ravaging Pei Qingyue for a while, Song Chen calmed down and slowly withdrew from the battlefield.

The latter nestled against Song Chen and said softly, "He'er is still a child, he's still young, don't be angry."

Song Chen said, "How could that be?"

Pei Qingyue said, "Da Yong places great importance on family lineage. If the Que family is a towering old tree, then we are the vines entwined on its branches, and He'er is the trunk. Husband, let's work together to make this trunk grow even taller, okay?"

Even though she was with Song Chen before, she had never called him "husband," but now she did so on her own initiative because of this.

And now, she waits anxiously.

Song Chen nodded and said, "I know."

After saying that, he added, "So your sister can rest assured too."

Pei Qingyue embraced his strong waist and called out emotionally, "Husband!"

Late at night.

Although the two were deeply in love, Song Chen had already come to understand a principle.

His bottom line for loving Qingyue was that he must not betray the Que family's He family lineage, he must assist Que He well, and then devote himself to taking care of any promising cultivators who emerged from this lineage.

Falling in love is that simple.

Less than half a month later.

early morning
East gate.

The Pei sisters arrived at the city gate in a carriage, got off together, and waved goodbye to the young man riding a tall horse in the distance, holding up oil-paper umbrellas.

The First Madam said, "Little Song, if you encounter any problems during your cultivation, just tell me."

Pei Qingyue said with concern, "My lord, cultivating the Dao is arduous, please take good care of yourself."

The snowflakes, as fine as salt grains, fluttered down, and the two sisters stood together, creating a beautiful snowy scene.

Song Chen nodded, checked the tokens and other items again, and then spurred his horse out of the city. After several turns, the imperial city was no longer in sight.

The signs that had blocked off the main road a few days ago have been removed, which means that after investigation, the Imperial City Temple has assessed that the main road is safe.

At this moment, the wind and snow filled the sky and rushed towards us.

Song Chen exhaled a breath of white air, looked up, and for a moment felt the vastness of the world and his utter loneliness.

When he first arrived in this new world, he didn't have a moment to adjust. Now, after stumbling and falling his way here, he even has a wife.

He carefully reviewed all the events that had occurred since he transmigrated, and only then did he belatedly realize the intense fear he was experiencing.

He narrowly escaped death twice.

This is what he saw.

If he hadn't married into the Que family and become a member, things might not have turned out so easily.

'Keep a low profile, become stronger, and nip danger in the bud as much as possible.' Song Chen clenched his fist secretly.

Now that they were in the wilderness, he had a thought, and the Mirror of Illusion appeared, facing Song Chen. However, the face reflected in the mirror was not Song Chen's, but the ferocious face of the Marrow-Eating Ferocious Crane.

The image of the marrow-devouring ferocious crane was projected onto Song Chen, and a terrifying power was immediately attached to him.

For Song Chen, his appearance had not changed at all, but at this moment he was filled with a fierce and ruthless aura. He released his senses and all the sounds from the surrounding distance could be heard.

However, in this snowy weather, there was no one walking on the roads.

Song Chen maintained the power of the Devouring Crane and conducted tests.

He discovered that there was no damage at all.

The marrow-eating ferocious crane had completely integrated into him.

His current power is the sum of the marrow-eating ferocious crane and his own power.

A moment later, Song Chen heard the sound of hooves. Curious, he released his senses and his powerful perception allowed him to see the horse and the rider.

The horse was white, and the rider was strong, with a tense and somewhat furtive expression.

He knew this person.

It was Yang Dongdu, who had caused a scene at the wedding banquet that day.

He was a kind and honest man, a colleague of the lady, and highly regarded in the Immortal Talisman Guard.
A series of messages surfaced in his mind.

Song Chen narrowed his eyes.

Yang Dongdu never expected that the Yu family were spies from the Great Jin Dynasty, and that they recruited him only because he was a beast tamer among the Immortal Talisman Guards.

Those spies wanted to know more.

He's on a pirate ship now, with no other choice. Today, he's even going to the east to meet him, which can be considered a pledge of allegiance.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt the wind and snow around him turn cold and gloomy, passing through the gaps in the trees and the forest, making a howling sound that was a bit eerie.

Yang Dongdu's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at something not far away.

He recognized this place as a mass grave, the very mass grave where he had disposed of and destroyed his body.

In this environment, in this atmosphere, Yang Dongdu couldn't help but tremble. He then muttered angrily, "Song Chen, it's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been caught red-handed, and I wouldn't be in this situation. If it weren't for you, I would already be in the Que family, and Pei Qingyue would already be my woman! That bitch, that bitch!"

He muttered curses under his breath, venting his frustrations from the past few days.

His veins bulged with rage, so much so that the wind and snow on both sides didn't seem so cold anymore.

Just then, the snow on both sides of Yang Dongdu's temples mysteriously condensed into tiny ice needles. The needles were crystal clear, covered with spiritual energy, and their hardness was even enough to pierce a steel shield.

Time seemed to stand still. In the next instant, the two ice needles suddenly moved and pierced into Yang Dongdu's skin, drilling into his hot brain.

Yang Dongdu, die!!

He tumbled off the side of the horse, and in mid-air, he was brushed by an invisible force, which lifted him high into the air. In a moment, he fell into a nearby mass grave, rolled several times, and landed in a hollow, where he lay next to a female corpse whose head was smashed and unrecognizable.

A moment later, a cold, dark figure appeared beside them.

喀
Kakaka
With immense force, Yang Dongdu's bones were shattered.

The shadowy figure searched the body briefly and found nothing there, not even an identity token.

Although the shadowy figure was puzzled, it had no soul-searching technique and could only quickly leave.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the female corpse seemed to suddenly move and fiercely gripped the new corpse's neck.

The shadowy figure was unaware of these things.

It was his first time killing someone, and he was genuinely nervous.

He killed for his own selfish desires, simply to prevent a person who was "kind-hearted, a colleague of his wife, and highly regarded in the Immortal Talisman Guard" from causing him trouble in the future.

Today, with heavy snow and strong winds, and carrying sharp weapons, we meet on a narrow path, unseen by anyone.

That is it.
"It's fate."

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