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Immortal Patriarch: Strength in the Family's Vitality (Web Novel) - Chapter 1955: Kicking the Iron Plate!
Chapter 1955: Kicking the Iron Plate!
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Their gazes towards Luo Qingchen were filled with awe and disbelief. This young man acted with such precision and decisiveness, his strength immeasurable!Fang Hao was already pale with fear, his legs shaking uncontrollably. He never imagined that the "iron wall" he casually stumbled upon would be this unyielding! The four Foundation Establishment subordinates he brought along were nothing but like chicken and clay dogs before him, utterly vulnerable!
"You... you can’t kill me! My uncle is Elder Fang Zhenxiong from the Law Enforcement Hall! If you dare touch me, he definitely won’t let you go!" Fang Hao screamed shrilly as he retreated, trying to use his connections as a deterrent.
Luo Qingchen took slow steps towards him, his face still as calm as still water: "Fang Zhenxiong? I want to see if he would really find trouble with me over a worthless person like you."
"Who... who exactly are you?" Fang Hao’s voice was trembling with sobs, fear having completely overtaken his mind.
"Someone you can’t afford to provoke." Luo Qingchen stood before him, reached out, and lightly patted his cheek. This seemingly affectionate gesture sent a piercing chill straight from the soles of Fang Hao’s feet to the crown of his head.
"Scram." Luo Qingchen said coldly, spitting out the word.
Fang Hao, as if granted amnesty, turned and fled in a sorry state, not even sparing a glance at his unconscious subordinates on the ground. He stumbled after running dozens of feet, picked himself up, and disappeared without looking back at the end of the street.
Watching Fang Hao’s embarrassing retreat, Su Xiaowan emerged from hiding with Lin Wan’er, still holding a few talismans in hand, her eager expression yet to entirely fade.
"Oh no, Senior Brother Luo, you resolved it too quickly, I didn’t even get a chance to use my newly drawn ’Misfortune Covering Talisman’!" Su Xiaowan said regretfully, shaking the talismans in her hand, which depicted a little man with a dark cloud over his head, looking quite inauspicious.
Lin Wan’er walked over to the disciple who was knocked out first, checked his breath, then examined his injuries, and spoke to Luo Qingchen, "You were quite measured, he just passed out and a few bones are broken. With some rest, he’ll be fine." Her gaze carried a hint of curiosity towards Luo Qingchen. She could sense that the power he displayed now had seemingly improved since the Luofeng Slope, and his control over his strength was even more seamless and skillful.
Luo Qingchen smiled slightly, handing the Purple Orchid in his hand to the startled elder: "Old gentleman, I’m sorry for the scare. This workshop doesn’t seem very peaceful either."
The elder took the Purple Orchid, glanced at the Qingyun Sect’s Inner Sect disciples lying on the ground, and then at Luo Qingchen and his companions. His lips trembled, and it took a while before he spoke: "Thank you... thank you, Immortal Masters, for your help! But... Fang Hao’s uncle, Elder Fang Zhenxiong, holds considerable power in the Law Enforcement Hall and is extremely protective. You... you should leave this place quickly for your own good!"
"It’s alright." Luo Qingchen waved his hand, "We know our own measure." His gaze swept over the onlooking cultivators around, and he spoke loudly: "Qingyun Sect is a famous and upright sect, how can we allow such vermin to tarnish its reputation? Today’s incident serves as a warning to some people. If such bullying behavior happens again, don’t blame others for being merciless."
His words were strong and powerful, carrying a faint sense of authority, causing many ill-intentioned individuals to tense up.
"Senior Brother Luo, with the commotion we caused, I’m afraid we’ve already alerted the people from the Law Enforcement Hall." Lin Wan’er reminded.
"That’s what I wanted." Luo Qingchen’s lips curved slightly, "I indeed want to see who currently calls the shots in the Qingyun Sect."
Su Xiaowan’s eyes twinkled as she chuckled, "Senior Brother Luo, are you planning to ’kill the chicken to scare the monkey’, or ’shake the mountain to scare the tiger’?"
"Perhaps, both." Luo Qingchen looked deeply into the depths of the workshop, the direction leading to the Qingyun Sect’s mountain gate. "Let’s return to the inn, make some preparations, and then head back to the Sect."
The three of them turned towards the inn, paying no mind to the chaos on the street and the whispering gazes. Bai Ling’er, held by Lin Wan’er, quietly watched the entire scene unfold, only pouting slightly as Fang Hao escaped in disgrace, seemingly finding it a bit dull, then redirected her attention to the ’Misfortune Covering Talisman’ in Su Xiaowan’s hand, pointing at it and making a sound, showing interest in it.
Seeing this, Su Xiaowan immediately beamed and handed the talisman to Bai Ling’er, "Ling’er likes this too? It’s quite fun; when you stick it on a bad person, they’ll have continuous bad luck! They might trip while walking, choke while drinking water, or even get bird poop on their head!"
Bai Ling’er blinked her big eyes in semi-understanding, grabbed the talisman, and "slap," stuck it onto Su Xiaowan’s smooth forehead.
"Ah!" Su Xiaowan exclaimed in surprise, helplessly removing the talisman, "Ling’er, you can’t place this randomly, especially not on our own people!"
Bai Ling’er giggled, her clear laughter sounding like a silver bell, lightening the tense atmosphere of the workshop.
Watching this scene, Luo Qingchen’s expression softened significantly. No matter how stormy the road ahead may be, as long as his companions are by his side, he fears nothing. The small demonstration at the workshop today is just the beginning. He knows well that the true storm awaits him within the Qingyun Sect.
