King of Creation-Chapter 61 - Skills That Can Be Retained

The word “again” made Ye Zhen pause, suddenly realizing that Qiyun Sect disciples must have visited every year, so he casually nodded.

“West City Peace Lane, go there and you’ll find it,” one of the patrol officers said.

“Thank you!”

Now that he had got directions, and had a full belly from food and drink, Ye Zhen didn’t want to waste any more time and headed straight downstairs.

As Ye Zhen got to the stairway, the voice of the patrol officer sounded again.

“Ye Zhen, after you see Old Madam Meng, leave early and don’t linger.

Old Madam Meng is of advanced years and also bears the sorrow of losing her son; she should not be disturbed.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen’s footsteps paused, and his brow lightly furrowed.

Why did this statement sound so strange?

In West City, Peace Alley, stood an inconspicuous archway with the majestic words “For Great Heroes” written on it.

Inside, two doors with peeling paint bore the words “Meng Mansion.”

The azure tiles in front of the door were also broken in several places, and even the lantern hanging on the door had a big hole that hadn’t been replaced.

Somewhat dilapidated, this shouldn’t be.

Knock, knock, knock!

Ye Zhen knocked on the door of Meng Mansion.

What frustrated him was that after knocking for about 15 minutes, there was no response.

Just as Ye Zhen turned around, intending to find another way, the doors of Meng Mansion suddenly opened.

“Young man, whom are you looking for?”

An elderly woman with a wrapped up, greying hair stood at the door, eyeing Ye Zhen with a cold gaze.

“This grandmother, I am Ye Zhen of Qiyun Sect, here by my master’s order to see Old Madam Meng, please announce my arrival.”

“Old Madam Meng?” The old woman, her eyes now pale, gave Ye Zhen a glance, “That would be me.”

Ye Zhen immediately felt awkward, as he had mistaken this elderly woman for a servant of Meng Mansion.

“Are you the mother of Hero Meng, Meng Chuan?”

“What, don’t I look it?” she retorted.

With that one question, Ye Zhen felt profoundly embarrassed.

After some explanation, the so-called Old Madam Meng reluctantly led Ye Zhen into the courtyard.

The moment he stepped through the gate, Ye Zhen faintly felt a gaze on his back.

Whirling around, he saw nothing.

His suspicions aroused, Ye Zhen immediately requested to first pay his respects to Hero Meng, Meng Chuan.

After he saw the memorial hall for Meng Chuan and the spirit tablet for his wife, Meng Hai, he truly believed that this woman was indeed Old Madam Meng.

Meng Hai, Meng Chuan’s wife, had died from grief on the day of Meng Chuan’s death at war.

But everything in front of Ye Zhen, he couldn’t believe that this dilapidated home was the residence of the hero of Black Water Kingdom, Meng Chuan.

As far as Ye Zhen knew, due to Meng Chuan’s great merits, the rewards from Black Water Kingdom were generous.

Not only that, but Ye Zhen had also learned from Liao Feibai that Qiyun Sect sent ten thousand taels of silver to Meng Mansion every year to provide for the family’s livelihood.

However, the mansion’s doors already hinted at decay, and inside, it was even more rundown; even the paint on Meng Chuan’s memorial hall was almost completely peeled off, and the offerings were pitifully sparse.

As for servants, Ye Zhen had only seen one so far.

Wearing patched-up clothes, it was a sorrowful looking mute servant.

“Old Madam, I wonder where the orphan of Hero Meng is?” Ye Zhen inquired.

“Oh, he’s here!”

The old woman gestured to the mute servant, and soon a little girl with two braids and dimples at the corners of her mouth, though a bit vacant in her eyes, came to greet Ye Zhen.

“Little Yue greets Uncle!”

That one sentence made Ye Zhen feel a bit uncomfortable, as the young girl, though her features were not fully developed, looked to be at least thirteen or fourteen years old.

And Ye Zhen himself was only seventeen at most.

For a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl to call a seventeen-year-old Ye Zhen “uncle” was rather…

After exchanging a few words, Ye Zhen timely expressed his intention for visiting and retrieved from his Storage Bracelet all the items entrusted to him by Instructor Liao Feibai.

Ye Zhen noticed that when he took the items out of the Storage Bracelet, Meng Xiaoyue’s listless eyes suddenly became bright and full of curiosity.

But this sparkle lasted only for a moment, and then the brightness in Meng Xiaoyue’s eyes completely withdrew.

“Old Madam, these are some gifts from my instructor, Liao Feibai of the Qiyun Sect…”

“What, you were sent by Feibai?” Before Ye Zhen could finish speaking, Old Madam Meng suddenly lifted her head, her deeply lined face filling with surprise, and even her cloudy eyes briefly regained a sparkle.

“Yes, it was Instructor Liao Feibai who specifically sent me here, and this is a letter from her to you.” Ye Zhen presented the letter from Liao Feibai with great respect.

Old Madam Meng was almost frantic as she tore open the letter, tears of sentiment flowing uncontrollably as she read.

She had only read a few sentences before she broke into a mix of laughter and tears.

“At last, at last.

I thought this girl would never dare to seek me out in her entire life, but to think that she would actually send a letter.”

As she alternated between crying and laughing, Old Madam Meng made Ye Zhen’s head spin.

It took her a good while of reading the letter over and over before she finally sighed deeply, “Pity, how perfect it would have been if Feibai came in person…

”

“Old Madam Meng, these are the items Instructor Liao entrusted me to bring.” As he spoke, Ye Zhen pushed a pile of 1,000 taels of gold, 5,000 taels of silver, and ten Marrow Cleansing Pills onto the table, making quite a heap.

However, even with her house in such a state of disrepair, Old Madam Meng didn’t even glance at the pile of gold and silver; instead, she asked, “Ye Zhen, you say you are a disciple of the Qiyun Sect, do you have the Qiyun Sect’s Identity Jade Token?”

“Yes!”

Ye Zhen took out his own White Jade Token that represented his identity as a disciple of the Qiyun Sect and handed it over.

Old Madam Meng, however, didn’t even take it, giving only a glance at the White Jade Token Ye Zhen handed over before a wave of boundless disappointment swept over her wrinkled face.

“Just an Outer Disciple…” The voice was thick with disappointment, leaving Ye Zhen somewhat baffled.

“Alright, I will accept the items.

You can go back now, and deliver a message for me.

Tell Feibai that girl to come as soon as possible.

She needs to hurry, there isn’t much time left…”

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“This?

Old Madam, here’s the thing…” Ye Zhen relayed the instructions from Liao Feibai regarding the use of True Yuan for detoxification and blood circulation, administering medicine, and teaching Qin Xiaoyue the Bear King Mountain Carrying Fist.

Old Madam Meng glanced towards the main gate and suddenly said, “I have no objections.

If you have the abilities to stay, even if it’s just for ten days to half a month, I would be happy.”

“The abilities to stay?”

This phrase made Ye Zhen’s brow furrow.

You’ve already agreed, so why do I still need to have the abilities to stay?

What does that mean?

Clap clap clap!

While Ye Zhen was still puzzling over this, the main gate of the Meng Mansion was suddenly knocked on vigorously and resoundingly.

The gate was knocked on so loudly that neither Old Madam Meng, Meng Xiaoyue, nor the mute servant showed any intention to open it.

“Old Madam, what’s this?”

“They’re here for you.”

“For me?” Ye Zhen was staggered.

The day’s events were becoming increasingly peculiar—having not even been half a day in Yinshan County City, who could possibly be looking for him?

Doubtful, Ye Zhen went ahead and opened the main gate, where he was met by four familiar faces.

The County City Patrol Officers he had encountered at the tavern at noon.

“Gentlemen, you are…?”

“We’re indeed here for you!” The leading patrol officer spoke up.

“For me?”

“Yes.

You’ve shown Old Madam Meng the silver, and it’s been left behind.

To avoid disturbing Old Madam Meng’s seclusion, it’s best if you leave promptly,” the patrol officer said somewhat politely.

Before Ye Zhen could reply, another skinny patrol officer spat disdainfully, “Such a big sect as Qiyun, and they only send a hundred taels of silver each year.

Shameful, pah!”

“They only send a hundred taels of silver each year?” Ye Zhen was instantly shocked.

“What, got the guts to do it but not the guts to admit it?”

“Old Fourth, shut your mouth!” The leading officer angrily silenced the other, before saying to Ye Zhen, “No matter how little, you’ve done what’s required.

Leave quickly and don’t disturb Old Madam Meng’s seclusion.”

A tidal wave of rage surged within Ye Zhen at this point—a hundred taels, a hundred taels.

Instructor Liao Feibai had said that the sect had allocated ten thousand taels of silver for the Meng family.

How had it become just a hundred here?

What exactly went wrong?

Various speculations flooded his mind, frustrating Ye Zhen so much that he almost felt like spitting blood.

“Whether I leave or not is none of your business!” Feeling quite heavy-hearted, Ye Zhen had lost all patience with these men and coldly snorted his intention to close the door.

Just as Ye Zhen was about to close the door, a foot suddenly wedged in, belonging to the previously vocal skinny patrol officer, “Don’t want to leave?

You’ll still have to go!”

As he spoke, a pale green True Yuan emerged on his palm, and he launched a Grapple at Ye Zhen!

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PS: This is the second update; the third update might be very late, so brothers, it’s probably best to look tomorrow morning.

Last shout out, my friends, can our recommendation tickets be less tragic?