Chapter 447: The Things of the Sang Family
“Hey, Xu Yao old man.”
Ancestral Cang seemed very displeased with this wall-digging behavior, his expression sour as he said, “That thing was picked by me first. How dare you snatch it from me?”
“Hehe, Ancestral Cang, but this is a treasure of the Earth Store.”
The elder named Xu Yao said leisurely, “As everyone knows, both the heavenly treasures and the Earth Store are unclaimed items. How could it belong to you?”
“You’ve only had a little chat with this cute little herbal girl, and I’ve had a few words too. How is that snatching?”
“Don’t tempt death,” Ancestral Cang squinted his eyes.
“You’re the one tempting death,” Xu Yao said nonchalantly, “We both know what heavenly treasures and Earth Store mean to the Primordial Deities.”
“Even if you threaten me, I won’t give way.”
Si Jingzhu was completely lost, not understanding a word of their exchange.
What Primordial Deities, what Ancestral Cang, what Xu Yao?
She didn’t get it, nor did she want to.
All she wanted was to hurry over to Young Master Sang’s side.
But just as she turned around, ready to flee, a ghostly voice echoed behind her:
“What a lovely little girl.”
“You lot of stinky men don’t appreciate delicate beauties. Why not leave her to me?”
As Si Jingzhu turned her head, she saw a shadowy figure with a dark, featureless face, now transformed into a short old woman.
She was so scared she nearly fell to the ground, scrambling backward.
“Don’t worry, little girl.”
The old woman let out a dry, cackling laugh: “I love delicate little children the most.”
“Come with me; I’ll take good care of you.”
“Old Woman Xi, you’re joining in on the fun too?” Xu Yao questioned.
“I’m not the only one.”
Old Woman Xi slowly turned her head: “Well… isn’t everyone who should come already here?”
Si Jingzhu’s pupils constricted, and her whole body began to tremble in fear.
Amidst the surrounding mist, faces began to emerge one after another.
There was a burly, godly man, a dazed three or four-year-old boy munching on his fingers, and a gracefully charming woman.
In the farthest corner, a shadow with an unseeable face quietly observed their side.
“…Tsk.”
Ancestral Cang clicked his tongue unhappily, muttering, “All these troublesome folks have shown up.”
“Hehe, Ancestral Cang, you’re not the only one using the Dream Realm Dust.”
Old Woman Xi laughed, “Who wouldn’t want to be the first to find treasures of the Earth Store?”
“So, you all want to forcibly take it from me?”
“Don’t say such nonsense, Ancestral Cang dear.” The charming woman giggled, “The little girl hasn’t even decided who to go with yet.”
“If you ask me, let the little girl choose for herself.”
Everyone’s gaze seemingly fell on Si Jingzhu at the same time.
Si Jingzhu’s body trembled violently.
“Little girl, who do you want to go with?”
“If I don’t know who to choose, then I’ll go with my sister.” The charming woman said sweetly, “My sister has many pretty girls your age at home. You definitely won’t be lonely.”
“Come with me instead. I love little girls the most.”
“Hehe, quit fighting. This little herbal girl is fated to come with me…”
Each word felt like a magic sound echoing in her ears, causing Si Jingzhu to tremble uncontrollably in fear.
“No!”
She covered her ears and yelled desperately, “I don’t want to go with you!”
“I… I have a home. I want to go home. I want to wait for Young Master Sang to come and pick me up—”
“Ah, so there is a crush involved.”
The charming woman immediately replied: “Easy enough, come with your sister, and I’ll ensure your crush is devoted to you, unwavering till death.”
“I have a way to make that boy immortal, living alongside you forever.”
“Why make it so troublesome? Little herbal girl, if you don’t come with me, I’ll kill your crush and piece him apart in front of you.”
Listening to these faceless shadows speak as if they had already decided her fate, Si Jingzhu could only curl up, trembling and biting her lip tightly.
Young Master Sang…
Where are you?
Help me…
“…Hey.”
Suddenly, a cold voice caused the once-noisy faceless shadows to fall silent.
“I don’t know what you mutts are barking about.”
“But, sorry.” Si Jingzhu looked up in a daze, seeing that familiar, skinny figure slowly approaching her.
Gently wrapping her in his embrace.
“…This is our child.” Young Master Sang coldly stared at the group, “I’m not planning to give her to any of you.”
For a moment, the place fell silent.
It seemed no one expected a person they completely didn’t recognize to suddenly appear.
“Who the heck is this kid?” Old Woman Xi questioned, puzzled. “Is he a spokesperson for any of you down there? Did you not manage him well?”
“Not mine.” Xu Yao shook his head.
Ancestral Cang narrowed his eyes in displeasure: “Who are you, kid? Where did you come from?”
“Who I am isn’t important.”
Young Master Sang calmly gazed at him: “What’s important is, I know who you are. God King Ancestral Cang.”
“Oh?”
A hint of interest crept into Ancestral Cang’s voice.
“You all must be the deities of the upper realm, right?”
Young Master Sang chuckled lightly: “Let me introduce myself. I’m Sang Zhe.”
“I also know you’re all here collecting heavenly treasures and Earth Store.”
“But I’m sorry.” He tightened his arms around Si Jingzhu, his tone indifferent, “This one has already been taken by my family.”
In that moment.
Si Jingzhu felt the sound of her heart thumping fiercely.
“Hahaha.”
Ancestral Cang suddenly laughed.
“Kid, since you know my name, you should understand.”
His tone turned cold: “Outside, those who speak to me like you have died multiple times across nine generations.”
“Did you think I couldn’t handle you before I descended?”
“If you could handle me, why show off here?” Young Master Sang smiled nonchalantly.
Ancestral Cang’s face darkened gradually.
“Then, aren’t you afraid that my first act upon descending is to torment you until you beg for death?”
“That’s something to be discussed after you descend.”
Young Master Sang leisurely embraced Si Jingzhu, slowly waving his hand: “I’ll take my child home now.”
“Oh, by the way.”
“Once it’s at my Sang family, it belongs to me.”
“I don’t care what kind of Primordial Deities you are or what kind of divine beings.”
“If you want to touch my things, be ready to pay the price.”
“If you don’t believe me, feel free to come and verify after your descent.”
“I’ll be waiting for you right here.” Young Master Sang’s gaze was like a chilling wild wolf.
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