My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

The scene fell silent again.

It seems that he knows that there is no point in saying more.

So Jiang Han stopped talking about this matter and turned around and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man raised his head and grinned:

"Chen Qingzhao! Godfather, just call me Ah Zhao."

Although the sound was very soft, it sounded like thunder to Jiang Han's ears!

"Chen Qingzhao...it's really him..."

Jiang Han's heart was filled with turmoil.

This name, if placed in the outside world, can be said to be ordinary.

But to him, the inheritor of the Yellow Springs Demon Map, this was not the case.

It’s because the word Huangquan in Huangquan Emperor is just the other party’s name.

And her real name is Chen Qingzhao!

No wonder I felt vaguely familiar when we first met.

Although this person is young, his outline and facial features are about 60% similar to the impression of Emperor Huangquan!

So, he suddenly had a guess in his mind:

"First of all, this person should be the young Emperor Huangquan."

"Secondly, according to the special rules of this world, I didn't truly cross the river of time and return to the past. Instead, I was probably involved in a reflection of history?"

Based on the clues currently available, Jiang Han quickly came up with a guess that seemed most reasonable.

Then, he turned his head slightly and looked at the boy in front of him with a silly smile on his face, and his expression became strange.

He really found it hard to connect the shameless young man in front of him, who spoke faster than his brain, with the Huangquan Emperor who dominated the world.

But on second thought, perhaps it was this "thick-skinned" trait that allowed him to rise step by step in the future and eventually become the emperor!

"It seems... if we want to unlock the secret behind this altar, we have to start with him."

Thinking of this, he suppressed his doubts and looked at Chen Qingzhao.

Meanwhile, Chen Qingzhao was still chattering away, "Look, godfather, how clever I am! I can even light fire on my forehead if I rub it!"

"It would be a waste if I didn't accept you as my adopted son!"

Jiang Han coughed lightly and said expressionlessly, "Don't mention whether I'm your foster father or not."

Are you kidding me?

He is only in his early twenties, where does he have the time to raise a son?

Chen Qingzhao was stunned when she heard this.

Immediately his eyes lit up and he said happily, "Then how about I call you Master?"

"Master is wise and powerful, Master is feared by all, Master is the best in the world!"

Jiang Han: “…”

He decided not to argue with this mouth anymore.

Then, his eyes fell on the broken biscuit in the other person's arms that was broken into five pieces.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Qingzhao was originally patting her chest and showing off, but when she heard this, she suddenly became quiet.

After a few breaths of silence.

He lowered his head and whispered, "This is... for my mother."

"My mother is sick and has been lying in bed for almost half a year. She keeps coughing, can't eat, and doesn't even want to leave the house."

"The doctor said we need to take tonic medicine, but that stuff costs fifty cents a box, and we can't afford it at all."

"My father..." he said, his voice pausing. "He carried on all by himself. He carried water, bricks, and stones during the day, and unloaded goods at night. He only slept two hours a day, but he still gritted his teeth and carried on."

"I sold my land, my cows, and even pawned my silver lock from childhood, but it's still not enough."

As Chen Qingzhao spoke, she tightly grasped the small cake. Her eyes turned red, but she tried hard not to cry.

"You know what? Even the cheapest medicine costs fifty cents."

"But my father only earns seventy or eighty cents a day's work. After deducting food... the rest isn't even enough to cover a prescription."

"But he also kept telling me to go to a private school, saying that as long as I passed the exam and became a scholar, I could give my mother a good life in the future."

He shook his head and said to himself, "How stupid."

"You can barely make ends meet, and you're still thinking about studying?"

"My mother doesn't even have enough food to eat, how can I get the money to go to a private school? I don't care about being a scholar."

After saying that, he lowered his head again and looked at the broken biscuits in his arms.

"When I grow up, I'll carry water, carry manure, and chop firewood... If I can earn an extra copper coin, my mother will have an extra meal."

"But now... no one wants to hire me. They say I'm too young. I have no choice but to... steal."

Chen Qingzhao wiped away her tears, carefully wrapped up the five pieces of broken cakes, and stuffed them into her arms as if she were holding some treasure.

Jiang Han couldn't help but be moved when he saw this scene.

And my thoughts seemed to go back to the past, when my mother "Gao Wanrou" was still alive.

At that time, my mother took me back to the Gao family in order to avoid the Black Tiger Sect's true disciple "Cao Bo".

There, I experienced all kinds of difficulties.

But in order to have enough food to eat, the mother endured it all silently.

Eventually, he was exhausted and died of illness due to overwork.

How similar are these experiences to Chen Qingzhao's?

long silence.

Waiting to get rid of the memories.

Jiang Han said slowly: "How old are you now?"

"Nine and a half." Chen Qingzhao raised her head and added, "In one month, I will be ten years old."

Ten years old?

At this point in time...

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.

At the beginning, he had learned about the past of Emperor Huangquan from the inheritance of the Huangquan Demon Map.

On the tenth birthday of Emperor Huangquan.

A demon cultivator at the Moon Wheel Realm suddenly descended and blood-smelled the entire city!

In just one night, the city turned into a living hell.

No one is left alive, all the people are dead!

However, Emperor Huangquan was spotted by the devil because of his special physique and was taken away.

Later, he practiced under the coercion of the demon cultivator and became a "blood seed" to be fed, just to be sacrificed and refined into a blood pill in the future to help him break through the bottleneck and achieve the Sun Wheel Realm!

"And there's still a month left before all this happens."

"Could it be that only then will something strange happen and we can get a glimpse of the answer?"

Jiang Han fell silent.

Chen Qingzhao, who was standing by, couldn't help but look puzzled when she saw this.

He didn't understand why his cheap master looked like that after knowing his age.

Adhering to the principle of asking when you don't understand, he immediately asked, "Master, do you dislike me because I'm young and ignorant?"

After saying this, before Jiang Han could speak, he patted his chest and promised:

"Master, don't worry! Although I'm young, I'm a steady and capable person who can manage a household. I can handle both the living room and the kitchen. I can beat up hooligans and scold shrews! In the future, I can make a lot of money to support you in your old age!"

Jiang Han: “…”

He took a deep breath and told himself to stay calm and restrain himself.

But seeing that the boy was getting more and more excited, he even pulled his sleeves to continue bragging.

In the end, he couldn't help it and slapped Chen Qingzhao on the forehead.

Followed by a muffled "bang" sound.

Chen Qingzhao immediately hugged her head and squatted down.

"Ouch, Master, it hurts!"

He screamed, raised his head and looked at Jiang Han pitifully.

Jiang Han ignored the other person's gaze and said lightly: "Be honest."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingzhao immediately nodded frantically like a chick pecking at rice.

He immediately stood up obediently and didn't dare to do anything rash again.

Seeing that he was finally quiet, Jiang Han withdrew his hand.

"Take me to see your mother."

The words fell.

Chen Qingzhao's eyes lit up instantly.

At this moment, he even forgot the pain in his head and just wanted to make sure if he had heard it correctly.

So, he hurriedly said, "Really?! Master, you're going to see my mother?!"

Jiang Han nodded slightly without saying a word.

Chen Qingzhao, with her face full of excitement, pulled Jiang Han's sleeve and ran forward, muttering:

"Master must have a way! Master is so powerful, he can definitely save my mother!"

Jiang Han smiled but said nothing.

He used to be used to being alone.

In addition, one needs to find "food" to improve one's cultivation.

So during those years, I encountered countless fights and was injured many times.

Under such circumstances, he more or less learned some medical skills.

Although after awakening the Yellow Spring Demonic Body, he did not delve into it in depth because he had no use for medical skills.

But given the current level of medical technology, it is not difficult to save a mortal.

...........

Not long after.

The two of them walked through the bustling streets, turned around and around, and came to a shabby alley in the west of the city.

The alley was damp and wet.

There was a sickening musty smell everywhere.

Chen Qingzhao trotted ahead, pushed open a wooden door, turned around and waved at Jiang Han:

"Master, be careful, don't damage the threshold... This broken door will collapse if you step on it."

Jiang Han nodded slightly and walked forward.

As you step inside, the scene inside the house comes into view.

The furnishings around were extremely simple, without even a decent table and chairs, only a few broken porcelain bowls in the corner.

In the front center, there is a bed made of thin bamboo.

Lying on it was a haggard middle-aged woman.

She was pale, with sunken eyes and looked very weak.

That was Chen Qingzhao's mother, Su Wanyin.

As if hearing some movement, Su Wanyin moved slightly and called out softly, "Qing...Qingzhao, you're back..."

Chen Qingzhao hurried over, squatted beside the bed, and whispered:

"Mom, I'm back! I brought someone back with me!"

Su Wanyin opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at Jiang Han.

He immediately struggled to get up, but because he was too exhausted, he could only lean weakly on the edge of the bed.

"This noble man... Qingzhao is young and naive. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me and do not take it personally..."

She instinctively thought that her son had caused some trouble outside again.

Jiang Han raised his brows slightly when he heard this and was about to speak.

But then Chen Qingzhao's voice rang out:

"Mom, what are you saying? No, no!"

"Master won't bully me! He's my master!"

After saying this, perhaps because he was worried that his mother wouldn't believe him, he started to use his hands and feet to gesture.

"Mom, do you still remember Wang Dali? He's the guy at the end of the alley, the one who relied on his strength and no one dared to mess with him!"

"Today! My master threw me away..."

Chen Qingzhao imitated Wang Dali's way of being thrown away, and instantly lunged forward, fell to the ground, raising some dust!

"Just like that, it flew quite far away!"

"I saw it clearly. The guy fell down and got bruised and swollen. He was crying for his parents!"

He stood up and repeated it with great excitement.

After listening to this, Su Wanyin's expression finally relaxed a little, but there was still a hint of worry between her brows.

After all, there are too many liars in this world.

At this moment, Chen Qingzhao hurriedly added:

"Mom, Master is really amazing!"

"Besides, he came here today specifically to treat you!"

Su Wanyin's eyes lit up when he heard this.

But soon, as if he thought of something, his face became dim again.

Even the old doctors in the city said that her disease was deeply rooted in her bone marrow and was incurable, and there was no way to save her.

How could this sickly-looking young man in front of me cure it?

Su Wanyin shook her head, feeling a little bitter in her heart.

That's when.

"Squeak-"

There was a sound of a door being pushed open not far away.

Then, a rough and hearty voice sounded:

"Wan Yin, I'm back! Today, I brought you some goodies!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin, dark-skinned middle-aged man stepped into the room.

His face was weather-beaten, and the corners of his clothes were still stained with undried mud. He was holding two oil-paper bags in his hands, and the faint aroma of food wafted from them.

Chen Qingzhao's eyes lit up and she immediately rushed over: "Dad!"

The middle-aged man smiled innocently when he saw his son.

He immediately raised the oil paper bag high in the air, shook it, and said proudly:

"Today we have meat, wine, and two steamed buns! Take them quickly and give them to your mother to nourish her body!"

However, Su Wanyin's expression changed and she asked, "Where did you get the money to buy these?"

On weekdays, the three of them couldn’t even fill themselves up with porridge, so how could they have extra money to buy wine and meat?

The middle-aged man scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, listen to me slowly!"

"Isn't it because the woman from my grandfather's family in the east of the city gave birth to a child?"

"As you know, she had given birth to six daughters before, and this time she finally had a son. Grandpa was so happy that he was so kind and gave her a lot of money as a reward."

As he spoke, he happily put the oil paper bag on the table.

Then he couldn't help but pat the bag of copper coins on his waist.

"This is the biggest windfall our family has had in the past few months!"

After saying that, he noticed that there was a stranger standing in the room.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly and instinctively stood in front of Su Wanyin and her son.

"Wan Yin, who is this?"

Su Wanyin coughed twice and was about to explain, but Chen Qingzhao spoke first:

"Dad, this is the master I just recognized today!"

"You don't know, Master is very powerful. I saw him with my own eyes today. With just a flick of his arm, he sent Wang Dali flying far away!"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled when he heard this.

The look he gave Jiang Han also became complicated.

He is thin, with white hair, red eyes and a pale face.

He looks so weak and fragile, how can he be the one who can defeat Wang Dali?

But his son's expression was too admiring, as if he believed that the other party was a god from heaven, so it was difficult for him as a father to question him face to face.

At this time, Su Wanyin gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Qingzhao also said... this nobleman came here specifically to treat me..."

The middle-aged man frowned when he heard this.

He first looked down at his wife who was lying on the bed, barely breathing.

He raised his head again and looked at his son who had a simple and innocent smile on his face.

In the end, he said nothing, just sighed.

After a long silence, he took a step forward, walked in front of Jiang Han, bowed his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"My name is Chen Yan. If you can truly save Wan Yin's life, I will repay you even if it costs me my own life!"

No matter whether it is true or false, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will never miss it!