Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 135

True love? Pure feelings? In today’s society, without the foundation of power and money, everything else is just nonsense.

Just as Zhou Xianya was lost in her thoughts, the hospital room door was pushed open, and a crowd of people surged in, instantly making the room feel cramped.

The man at the forefront had an elegant and steady demeanor, but his expression was dark and gloomy. Lü Fan grabbed Zhou Xianya’s hand and cautiously retreated to a corner of the room.

As a peripheral figure in this circle, he knew exactly when to position himself appropriately. Still, he couldn’t resist showing off in front of the woman. He whispered to Zhou Xianya, “That’s Young Master Bai, one of the Four Young Masters of Yangcheng. I’ve had drinks with him a few times. You saw him at the Blissful Banquet, right?”

Zhou Xianya nodded thoughtfully. As someone who followed celebrity gossip daily, she was no stranger to the flamboyant title of the Four Young Masters of Yangcheng.

But as a girl who had only recently entered this circle of wealthy heirs, she didn’t fully grasp just how deep the waters of Yangcheng ran. Her feelings were much like Granny Liu’s upon entering the Grand View Garden in Dream of the Red Chamber—utterly awe-struck.

“Young Master Ze, we still need to go apologize to Master Jiang! The older generation is really worried!”

Bai Choufei’s first words upon entering the room shocked Lü Fan and Zhou Xianya, leaving their faces pale and stricken.

……

The Wei Jinghu family also received news of the great upheaval in the Wei family and immediately convened an emergency meeting.

The Wei family had been defeated by an extraordinary individual known as Master Jiang, who had now become the leader of Lingnan.

“Speaking of which, Wei Shuofeng and I are distant relatives. Even though we’re beyond the fifth degree of kinship and haven’t interacted much, we still need to be cautious! If he decides to eliminate every last root, we could be implicated too!”

Wei Jinghu spoke with grave concern and fear, worried about becoming collateral damage.

He felt a flicker of doubt—Jiang Tian had previously warned him to stay away from Wei Shuofeng, and just two days later, news broke of the Wei family’s downfall. Could Jiang Tian have had something to do with it?

But he quickly dismissed the thought. It was just the rambling of a madman—what foresight could he possibly have?

“What is there to fear? Would families like the Yangcheng Tangs, Bais, and Ties just stand by and do nothing?” Wei Jieqiong retorted defiantly.

“Jieqiong, watch your words!”

Wei Tianduan, who worked in government circles and had well-connected sources, said solemnly, “I heard this Master Jiang is incredibly powerful—a grandmaster of martial arts and mystical arts. He even killed Wei Shuofeng. Those major families have already submitted to him.”

“What? Even powerful families like the Ties, Bais, and Tangs have submitted?” The room erupted in exclamations of shock.

The Wei family members were relatively low on the social ladder and knew little about the secrets of the martial and mystical arts world. They had no idea what martial or mystical arts truly meant.

But they were well aware of the influence of families like the Bais, Ties, and Tangs, who controlled politics and business with formidable backgrounds—they practically held sway over all of Lingnan.

Yet now, these powerful families had been subdued. Just what kind of person was this Master Jiang?

“Moreover, I’ve heard that all members of the Wei family have been cast out! Their assets were seized by Master Jiang. High-ranking military officials were present but didn’t intervene—in fact, they facilitated it!”

Wei Tianduan’s expression grew even graver as he dropped another bombshell, leaving everyone speechless.

Toppling a century-old family overnight, with the military not only refraining from interference but actively helping—it seemed Master Jiang was not only immensely powerful but also had formidable connections, even within the government.

“In that case, this Master Jiang is a true ruthless overlord, eliminating every potential threat!”

Wei Jinghu grew more apprehensive with each word, cold sweat pouring down his face. Trembling, he said, “It seems we must pay a visit to Master Jiang and clarify our relationship with the Wei family! We truly haven’t had any contact with them over the years!”

The room fell into silence. No one dared to interject.

This matter was far beyond their reach—it was a conversation only for the most distinguished among them, Wei Tianduan and Wei Jinghu.

“Dad, you’re right, but…” Wei Tianduan sighed helplessly. “Master Jiang is like a celestial dragon—meeting him is incredibly difficult! I’ve heard even someone of Tang Family Patriarch’s stature struggles to get an audience with him!”

“No matter how difficult it is, you must find a way. This concerns our family’s survival!” Wei Jinghu shook his head and sighed. The impact of this event was so great it seemed to have aged him ten years in an instant.

“Alright, I’ll try to see if Patriarch Tang can make an exception…”

Wei Tianduan immediately called Tang Zhenye, humbling himself with flattery and pleas.

A short while later, he hung up and let out a long breath. “There’s a way.”

“What is it?” Everyone looked at him eagerly.

“Patriarch Tang said our family isn’t important enough to attend formally. But since the Tide Listening Golf Course belongs to the Tang family, he can have us disguised as caddies and waitstaff to sneak in…” Wei Tianduan’s expression was complex.

Hearing this, everyone felt a mix of emotions.

The Wei family didn’t even qualify to meet Master Jiang—they had to disguise themselves as caddies and waitstaff. They had always prided themselves on being part of high society, but now it felt like a colossal joke.

“Now do you understand how far we are from truly top-tier families?”

Wei Jinghu felt a pang of bitterness and sighed. “You must strive harder! Otherwise, we’ll end up humiliated, just like today!”

“Dad, what do you mean? Are we going or not?” Wei Tianduan asked with a frown.

“Go! Of course, we’re going!”

Wei Jinghu stood up, feeling as if a weight had been lifted. “If meeting Master Jiang just once can preserve our family’s legacy, I’d even trade my life for it!”

The Wei Jinghu family quickly drove to the Tide Listening Mountain Golf Course.

On the way, Wei Jieqiong and the others noticed that the once-bustling Blissful Banquet was now empty. Rumors among the wealthy heirs said the mysterious Master Jiang wanted to enjoy the place, so it had been cleared out.

“This Master Jiang is incredibly powerful!” Wei Jiehui said enviously. “He’s even more impressive than young masters like Tang Shaoze! He’s practically the most formidable figure in Lingnan in a century!”

Wei Jieqiong laughed. “Brother, do your best! Maybe our family will produce a city-level leader someday!”

“City-level?” Wei Yang sneered. “From what I’ve heard, even city-level officials aren’t qualified to meet Master Jiang—they’re not even fit to carry his shoes!”

Wei Jiehui, who was usually quite proud, could only smile wryly and shake his head.

He knew his cousin’s words, though harsh, held some truth. How could he possibly compare to a god-like figure such as Master Jiang?

The family arrived at the golf course and met with a staff member from the Tang family. They changed into caddy, security, and janitor uniforms before blending in with the staff on the course, waiting quietly for Master Jiang’s arrival.

The Tide Listening Golf Course was a Tang family property with a 27-hole, par-108 layout. It was an excellent venue. Golf had somehow been labeled an aristocratic sport, and very few in Yangcheng could afford to play here. Even the Wei family youngsters had never been there before. They looked around in awe, as if they had entered a grand exhibition, but dared not speak loudly, only whispering among themselves.

“Wow, so many important people!”

Wei Yang exclaimed in disbelief, watching a group of elegantly dressed, distinguished middle-aged and elderly people walking by the edge of the course.

“Tang Zhenye of the Tang family, Bai Tianlei of the Bai family, Tie Yingjie of the Tie family… practically every billionaire in Yangcheng is here!”

The Wei family youngsters listed the names reverently. Even Wei Jiehui was moved, his eyes shining with admiration.

Tang Zhenye and the others looked solemn, not speaking to each other as they quietly entered a tea room beside the course.

“Master Hongye, is it appropriate for us not to accompany Master Jiang? Isn’t it disrespectful?” Tang Zhenye asked gravely after sitting down at the round table in the tea room.

“Master Jiang only wants to spend time with his beloved wife and doesn’t want to be disturbed. Those were his exact words!” Master Hongye took a sip of tea and replied calmly.

“I’m worried something might go wrong. What if we accidentally anger Master Jiang…” Bai Tianlei of the Bai family still felt uneasy, frowning with concern.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ve already instructed the management to ensure everything is perfectly taken care of!” Tang Zhenye assured him.

“What about security? Should we send a few bodyguards to follow them from a distance?” another wealthy figure suggested.

“Fool!”

Xu Wenjie immediately scolded him. “Master Jiang’s abilities are otherworldly—his martial arts have reached the pinnacle, and his mystical arts are profound. Does he need protection?”

He truly found these wealthy people utterly foolish. Rapping the table, he rebuked them, “Cultivators of the mystical arts value peace and tranquility. They prefer stillness over activity. If you disturb Master Jiang’s enjoyment, you’ll be waiting for your doom!”

“Master Xu is right!” The wealthy officials turned pale with fear and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

“To be honest, you shouldn’t have come today to apologize—it’s completely unnecessary!”

Master Hongye played with his teacup, saying arrogantly, “Master Jiang is like a celestial being. How could he possibly care about the offenses of ants like you?”

“That may be true in principle…” Tang Zhenye smiled humbly. “But it’s better to be overly polite than not polite enough. Shaoze and the others did offend Master Jiang. If we, as their elders, don’t show our attitude, we’ll never feel at ease.”

“Then later, just say you were here for a meeting and happened to run into Master Jiang!”

Master Hongye rolled his eyes and said grudgingly, “Master Jiang specifically asked for the place to be cleared. If you annoy him, I’ll be the one bearing the consequences!”

“Master Hongye, we wouldn’t let you take this risk for nothing. Here’s ten million—a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it!” Tang Zhenye hurriedly presented a bank card.

……

Meanwhile, Jiang Tian had already brought Zhao Xueqing, her sister, Shen Mange, and Ghost Kick to the Blissful Banquet.

They rode speedboats to surf the waves, tried flyboarding, raced on beach buggies, and sunbathed for a while. Everyone was in high spirits.

“Jiang Tian, why is there no one here?!”

Zhao Xueqing was astonished to find the place indeed cleared out. The several-kilometer-long private beach was completely empty, not a soul in sight.

Only a vice president sent by the Tang family accompanied them, providing introductions and attending to their needs with polite and courteous remarks.

“See? You didn’t believe me. I’m such a failure as a husband!” Jiang Tian sighed, though he was actually quite pleased with himself.

The vice president of Tang Realty nearby smiled obsequiously. “Master Jiang is telling the truth. He defeated the top mystical arts master in Jiangnan just a few days ago. The battle shook the heavens and the earth! Now, all of Jiangnan reveres Master Jiang!”

“Even the yacht you just rode, the ‘Seabird,’ now belongs to Master Jiang!”

“Brother-in-law, you’re amazing! I absolutely worship you!”

Zhao Qianru was instantly thrilled. She leaped up, wrapping her snow-white legs around Jiang Tian’s waist and her slender arms around his neck, clinging to him like a koala.