kingnovel Chapter 547 Water Jade
Chapter 547 Water Jade
Further on, through the vast crowd, Jiang Liqian saw a blurry, distant face, yet deeply rooted in her nightmares—her life should have come from him, and she should have grown up under his care, but in the end, it was he who severed her last shred of hope, shut her out, and left her to fend for herself.
Her father, Jiang Sheng, was the head of the Jiang family in Dongjun. He was a mortal who, in just a hundred years, transformed his family into a first-class cultivation family.
A cold-blooded and ruthless head of the Jiang family who only cares about family prestige and has no regard for kinship.
The moment Jiang Liqian's gaze met his, the smile on her lips froze, her entire body stiffened, and a chill ran through her from head to toe.
She gradually loosened her grip on Mo'er.
She watched helplessly as everyone made way for him, as he walked step by step towards her. The hem of his luxurious robe gently fell beneath her eyes, bringing a sense of oppressive, almost suffocating coldness.
Jiang Liqian instinctively tried to back away, to escape, but her limbs wouldn't obey her commands; she couldn't move an inch. Her heart was still beating, but she couldn't hear anything.
The sound of heartbeats, breathing, the clamor of the crowd... everything turned into a pale, indistinct image at this moment.
Jiang Liqian, cheer up! What are you afraid of?
He's not your father, he's your enemy! He gave birth to you, his daughter, but has he ever treated you well in any way? Has he ever fulfilled any of his responsibilities as a father?
He abandoned you, disregarding your life or death, never caring about your well-being or reputation.
He should feel guilty, not you!
What do you have to be afraid of?
What makes you think you're afraid?!
"Raise your head, Jiang Liqian." The authoritative and cold voice pierced through all the powerless noises and vibrated violently in Jiang Liqian's eardrums.
"The Jiang family never bows their heads to anyone."
Her heart trembled twice in panic. Jiang Liqian had no room to think or refuse, and mechanically raised her head as he commanded.
The next second, pain and regret immediately appeared in her eyes.
Whether in the past life or this life, the man in front of her always looked like a high-ranking person in his thirties. He was handsome, dignified, and had an innate cold-bloodedness and oppressive aura. In his deep, unfathomable eyes, there was not a trace of kinship, only the gaze and control of those in his subordinates.
The dark robes did not diminish his imposing presence in the slightest; on the contrary, they made him appear even more noble, solemn, and unapproachable.
Jiang Liqian felt like she was about to drown and shatter under his aggressive gaze.
Her fingers, tucked into her sleeves, trembled uncontrollably. Suddenly, someone grasped her fingertips from behind and stood firmly behind her.
A moment of stunned silence, and Jiang Liqian knew who it was without even turning around.
Panicked and helpless, her heart, which had been adrift like a floating duckweed, miraculously began to calm down. Somehow, she suddenly seemed to have gained strength and dared to look her in the eye, her incomparably dignified father, with dignity.
A mocking smile played on her lips as she heard herself ask Jiang Sheng, "Excuse me, are there any members of the Jiang family here?"
A slap landed without warning.
With a "snap," half the square fell silent for a moment.
Many eyes turned to look in their direction, but Jiang Liqian didn't notice. She opened her eyes wide in shock, her pupils contracted sharply, and it took her a long time to come to her senses before she stammered, "Ayou!"
She rushed over, anxiously covering his face with her hands, frantically wiping the blood from his mouth, utterly helpless: "Ayou, how are you? How are you? Are you stupid? I could have dodged it, why did you take that hit for me? Your injury has only just healed..."
Xu Youan shook his head, then smiled and took her hand as she wiped her clothes: "Senior sister, don't wipe anymore, it will get your clothes dirty."
"You idiot, why are you even concerned about clothes!" Jiang Liqian yelled at him, losing her temper.
Did he know that Jiang Sheng's slap could kill him?
Xu Youan didn't care about any of that. No one could hurt his senior sister, not even her biological father.
"Senior sister, it doesn't hurt." He smiled easily, not wanting his senior sister to lose her pearls because of him.
It was a dream he had had for a long time that his senior sister could shed tears for him.
But when the time actually came, he couldn't bear to part with it, no matter what.
Jiang Liqian pursed her lips tightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a pill and put it into his mouth. Then, her eyes suddenly darkened, she turned around, grabbed with her five fingers, and summoned the Shitian Sword.
The sword was drawn, its blade aimed directly at Jiang Sheng's throat without mercy.
"Even if it is the head of the Jiang family, he will pay the price for daring to harm a member of my Tianqian Sect!"
The sharp sword energy, carrying surging anger, immediately aimed at the opponent's vital point. The shockwave of spiritual energy swept across everyone around. Those with weaker cultivation levels couldn't resist at all and collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood. Even those with strong strength didn't fare well, and many had to set up barriers to give themselves a chance to catch their breath.
Although Jiang Liqian was furious, she saw out of the corner of her eye that so many innocent people were being affected, and her rationality tightened. She flipped her long sword, and thirty-two sword shadows formed a spatial array, isolating her and Jiang Sheng alone outside.
With sword shadows flashing and his body moving like a streak of light, the sharp sword energy transformed into chains that imprisoned the dragon, giving Jiang Sheng no chance to escape.
Jiang Sheng's robes were ripped in several places, and the back of his hand was also cut. Crimson blood dripped down, soaking through his luxurious sleeves, but he remained calm and composed, showing no anger at Jiang Liqian's "insubordination." Instead, he narrowed his eyes and re-examined Jiang Liqian.
As the final sword strike descended towards his head, Jiang Sheng suddenly unleashed his full power, clamping Jiang Liqian's sword between his two fingers with lightning speed.
"Qianqian, it's too much of a stretch for you to become a Nascent Soul cultivator to deal with your father." His voice was cold and hard, yet carried a restrained pressure.
It's like a dignified and serious elder helplessly indulging their child.
Jiang Liqian was afraid of this kind of "indulgence".
She also loathed this kind of "indulgence".
Jiang Liqian's eyes hardened, and her voice was frosty: "Is that so?"
The two cold words suddenly made Jiang Sheng feel an immense threat. His body acted before his mind could, teleporting and shedding its shell, instantly tearing through the spatial barrier and retreating to a distance of more than a hundred people.
Once he regained his footing and looked back, he saw that the spot where he had stood had been carved into a ten-zhang-deep pit. Sword patterns covered the area around the pit.
It was actually a move that combined a thousand blades into one sword, a technique that made ten thousand swords into one.
It's important to know that the Water Jade Plaza is not just ordinary mud and sand. Its hardness makes it the best material for sword cultivators to practice their skills. Its material is special and rare, and to a certain extent, it is not affected by spiritual power at all.