Free Web NovelChapter 1455: Chapter 127: Time to Settle Accounts
Jiang Wang’s hand paused in mid-air as he was about to open the door.
A series of unexpected events could not just be mere coincidences.
Who is targeting me?
And how did they discover me?
Jiang Wang asked himself these questions, knowing that during his time in Zhao Country, he had barely stepped out of his dwelling and had never done anything to expose his identity. There should have been no possibility of discovery during this period; any trace leading to him should have been from earlier clues.
But if the person manipulating all this from the shadows already knew his whereabouts, why wait until today to act?
Moreover, what methods are being used for all these various "coincidences"? Why is the Path Origin’s fluctuation undetectable, leaving not a single trace?
These questions surfaced in his mind, and Jiang Wang’s hand, suspended mid-air, was now gripping a sheathed Longsword.
The Divine dragon wood sheath looked ancient and unrefined, yet the sharpness of the Longing sword was already emerging from the sheath.
With the Longsword in hand, Jiang Wang strode determinedly out the door—
No matter who it was, he would have to face them. Caught in this targeted state with frequent "accidents", he was unwilling to involve innocents.
The door led to a corridor, and Jiang Wang swiftly changed course, suspecting that if he stayed here any longer, the entire inn might collapse.
But just then, a Little Knife suddenly appeared before him.
This Little Knife was oddly shaped and appeared in a peculiar manner.
Jiang Wang did not sense any fluctuation of Yuan Force, nor did he perceive how it appeared... whether it flew in from somewhere, manifested in some way, or broke through space.
In any case, by the time his gaze caught it, the Little Knife was already in front of him.
Emitting a sense of mystery.
But it only pointed the handle towards him, seemingly without any intent to attack.
Jiang Wang looked on coldly, remaining wary.
The Little Knife’s tip moved forward, landing on a nearby corridor column as if grasped by an invisible hand, carving energetically with wood chips flying. The Little Knife began to engrave something. From top to bottom, it wrote—
"In Linzi, an Amulet was once taken from the street, now payment is due!"
Yu Beidou!
Seeing these words, it wasn’t difficult to guess the source of this series of anomalies.
Thinking carefully, although today the bed collapsed and the door fell, seeming like terrible luck, there weren’t any truly life-threatening "incidents". It seemed more like a sort of prank than targeted sabotage.
But...
Jiang Wang’s first thought upon seeing this line was—"Didn’t I pay a Knife Coin?"
Back then, we agreed on one Knife Coin per Amulet; that was why I requested it.
After the transaction was complete, how could there be an additional charge now?
It seemed Yu Beidou anticipated what Jiang Wang would think, and right before him, as the engraved Little Knife finished the last stroke, it suddenly lost its cold gleam, falling down and transforming back into a Knife Coin, spinning in the air, landing in Jiang Wang’s hand.
It was indeed the one Jiang Wang had paid back then!
No wonder he had thought that Little Knife was so peculiar; it had clearly been the Alienation of a Knife Coin!
Jiang Wang now understood how Yu Beidou had found him. The Knife Coin he had personally given over must have some traces on it, and with Yu Beidou’s level as a prime minister, he could certainly do something to manipulate or capture traces without Jiang Wang noticing.
Though the Knife Coin was recognized, Jiang Wang decisively placed his hands behind his back, avoiding acceptance.
The Amulet given by Yu Beidou was already long gone; how could he possibly take the Knife Coin back?
The Knife Coin might be refundable, but the Amulet couldn’t be returned!
Jiang Wang turned away to dodge, yet this Knife Coin was persistent, circling in the air determinedly like a relentless bee, insisting on landing in his hand.
The Qingyun Mark appeared and then faded as Jiang Wang elegantly twisted away, flinging it aside.
The Knife Coin pursued again, and Jiang Wang evaded once more... and so in the narrow corridor, this back-and-forth chase unfolded, elusive and swift.
Jiang Wang still didn’t know what danger the Amulet Yu Beidou sold him had actually warded off. Although according to what Zhongxuan Sheng said, it seemed something had indeed occurred. Perhaps a curse, or an attack... gratitude was indeed due.
But then again... hadn’t a Knife Coin already been paid?!
Yu Beidou’s matters aren’t something easily meddled with.
His power is beyond reach, and he’s often entangled with shady matters.
Jiang Wang, feeling his own limitations and preferring not to get involved.
Who knows what kind of debts Yu Beidou wants to collect?
After chasing for a long time without success, it seemed the Knife Coin understood something, flying back to the column and continuing to carve the words—
"Just as a favor for me, will you?"
The subject of payment wasn’t mentioned again.
Jiang Wang, whether aware Yu Beidou could see or hear him or not, decisively shook his head and said, "Please do not tell me your troubles, I cannot help you."
The Knife Coin paused for a moment, seemingly surprised by his straightforwardness, then continued carving, saying: "I’ll pay."
"This isn’t a matter of money!" Jiang Wang softened his tone, apologizing: "I’m sorry, but I’m truly not available right now. Please seek someone else more capable!"
The Knife Coin engraved heavily again: "Ten Prime Stones." freewebnσvel.cѳm
Jiang Wang, lacking confidence, said: "I’m not short of money either..."
The Knife Coin spun in the air for a moment, then carved: "And teach you top-notch Outer Building level Dao Techniques."
"Meeting is destiny!" Jiang Wang already took a step forward, smiling: "Whatever you need, the young one will not refuse!"
The Knife Coin swiped through the air, erasing the engravings from the column. Without further "conversation" with Jiang Wang, it flew straight out.
Jiang Wang tightened his cloak, following stealthily behind. As he passed the inn’s shopkeeper who had rushed over upon hearing the noise, he nonchalantly handed over a gold ingot: "Sorry for the inconvenience, this is compensation for the damages."
The shopkeeper dumbfoundedly accepted the gold ingot, unable to say anything before the cloaked stranger moved swiftly away.
The man’s steps appeared leisurely, yet he moved remarkably fast, exuding an air of Immortal Qi.
Leaving behind only words in the authentic Linzi accent, akin to hearing celestial music.
He bit into the gold ingot to test its authenticity, marveling: "Truly, he is a man of Linzi!"
In the room on the top floor that Jiang Wang had accidentally burst through, two white-furred mandarin ducks were conversing on the bed.
The curtains covering the canopy bed made them seem like they were hiding within a fortress.
"What was he doing just now?" the woman peeked outside through the curtain’s gap.
"I don’t know." the man replied, still in shock.
The woman asked again: "Was he spying on us earlier and then got too excited... and fell?"
"I don’t know." the man responded listlessly.
The woman whispered: "He seemed to be a Transcendent lord..." freewebnovёl.ƈom
"Probably." the man said dejectedly.
"Seems like although he’s Transcendent, he’s not immune to the mundane."
"Huh." the man sighed.
"Who was he talking to earlier?" the woman asked.
"Seemed like no one." the man said dazedly.
"Was he trying to cover his embarrassment?"
"Who knows?" the man remained calm.
"You seem really scared." the woman noted.
The man forced a smile: "Haha, I wasn’t scared at all."
The woman took a look: "It’s really broken."
The man fell silent.
"Should we report this?" the woman asked again.
"He’s already gone..." the man realized: "Put your clothes on first!"
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