The first thousand three hundred and ninety-six chapters father and son ambition
Soon after, Huang Zhongting returned without success.
"Ding'er, please be patient for two more days. Master Baiyun has already gone into seclusion, so we can't disturb him," Huang Zhongting said helplessly.
He has already told the second housekeeper that if the owner of Baiyun Villa leaves the customs, he must inform him to go.
Time flies by.
In the secret room, the air was chilly and freezing, and Xia Qingchen's strengthened body found it unbearable.
In front of him, ten boxes of mysterious ice were lined up, with a drop of the devil's blood sealed in the grid.
It took two days and he spent a lot of divinity, but he could only force out ten drops of the demon's blood.
But, for Xia Qingchen, it was enough.
He picked up one of the boxes and put it into the space nirvana, and put the remaining nine boxes into a separate space nirvana.
A drop of the devil's blood created the blood pool of Liangjing Military Palace. The divine blood diluted a hundred times is still the supreme holy water for cultivation.
There are now nine drops of the purest demon blood, and the power contained in it can be imagined.
If you make good use of it, you will definitely be able to unleash unprecedented and shocking power.
As for the last drop, Xia Qingchen kept it alone in his hand because he wanted to create a demon-killing nirvana just in case.
However, the materials previously selected in Wangyue Tower were all delayed due to Huang Wending's interference, and their whereabouts are still unknown.
"It's almost time to prepare to participate in the conference." Xia Qingchen murmured.
Starting last night, he heard noises coming from outside the manor from time to time. It should be that people from all parties were preparing for today's discussion.
Opening the stone door, the second housekeeper was already waiting for orders outside.
"Master, Master Huang has been here several times in the past two days, and now he is waiting for you outside the door again," said the second housekeeper.
Xia Qingchen was surprised, why did he come again?
However, it happened that Xia Qingchen came to see Mr. Huang for something.
Arriving outside the manor, Huang Zhongting stood under the tree with his eyes closed, his figure calm and neither arrogant nor impetuous, even though Huang Wending's condition was extremely serious.
"Master Huang." Xia Qingchen looked at him.
Huang Zhongting opened his eyes, stepped forward quickly, and saluted respectfully: "I will feel sorry for you if you bother me, senior."
"Please tell me something."
Huang Zhongting said with shame: "My grandson has suffered an inexplicable mental attack. His situation is not good now. I beg my seniors to help me."
His grandson should be Huang Wending, right?
After learning that he was saving him, Xia Qingchen felt disgusted and said calmly: "I don't want to save people for nothing."
If it were anyone else, he would have saved him, but Huang Wending was not someone else.
"Whatever the senior wants, the junior will give it to you with both hands." Huang Zhongting said sincerely, but he never thought about asking Xia Qingchen to save people in vain.
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "First, give me all the things your grandson bought at Wangyue Tower."
"Second, help me with two things."
Huang Zhongting was a little surprised. How did the owner of Baiyun Village know that Huang Wending was forced to purchase a large amount of precious materials from Wangyue Tower?
However, these are all external things, and they are nothing compared to the life of my grandson.
"No problem, it's just that I can ask you, senior, to clarify what the two things are." Huang Zhongting said cheerfully.
Xia Qingchen took out the space nirvana containing nine drops of demonic blood: "Send someone you trust to deliver it to Xiahou Mansion in Zhongyun Realm on the mainland."
There is also a letter of instructions inside the nirvana. I believe Yanyu will know what to do after seeing it.
"Well, what about the other thing?"
Xia Qingchen murmured: "Another thing, I need you to help me plead with the tombkeeper to pardon a person who was executed at the Rizhao execution ground."
Huang Zhongting's face suddenly became a little embarrassed.
After pondering for a while, he said: "I can only convince the eighth and seventh tombkeepers. Although the other tombkeepers know each other, they may not betray me."
He also knew that pardoning a serious criminal required the consent of more than five gravekeepers.
"That's enough for you two. I'm left to figure out a way on my own." Xia Qingchen said, "Let's go without further ado."
Huang Zhongting led the way to the outlying manor.
At this time, in the manor.
Huang Conglong accompanied his son with concern.
Compared with two days ago, Huang Wending's injuries have healed, but his spirit is still sluggish.
He sat haggardly on the stone bench in the courtyard, holding his head and looking haggard.
For two days, the pain in his head became more and more severe.
From the initial stinging occasionally, now the pain is severe every time I burn an incense stick, and the attacks become more and more frequent.
He was tortured to the point where he was about to have a mental breakdown, especially when he had an attack. He almost wanted to hit a wall and die, but he got rid of it one after another.
"Wait patiently. Master Baiyun is a person that even your grandfather respects. It's difficult to touch him." Huang Conglong patted the other party's shoulder with concern.
Huang Wending covered his head and smacked the table irritably: "What's the difference between respect and disrespect? It's obvious that he doesn't care. Otherwise, with his status, he wouldn't be able to hire a small village owner?"
"That old guy actually doesn't care about me at all!"
He is self-centered and doesn't know how to be grateful at all, he only knows how to ask for things.
Despite his age and high status, Huang Zhongting went to Baiyun Village again and again to invite Xia Qingchen to come out. He had to sacrifice a lot of face and pay a lot of concern and sincerity.
But in Huang Wending's heart, these were worthless.
"Shh! Don't talk about your grandfather like that." Huang Conglong said in a reproachful tone.
Huang Wending slapped the table and shouted: "That's right! That old guy only cares about himself. His cultivation has been regressing and he is about to die. He is also occupying the resources of the clan."
"If all these resources were given to me, I would have become an unparalleled master!"
He vented his long-standing dissatisfaction.
In order to slow down the decline of Huang Zhongting's cultivation, many of the Huang family's resources were used on Huang Zhongting, causing a shortage of resources within the clan.
But no matter how nervous he was, Huang Zhongting had never treated his grandson badly, and he should give him nothing less.
Huang Conglong looked around and said in a low voice: "Hold it! Your grandfather's death is coming soon, and by then, among the grandchildren, you will be the only one who can still live up to his expectations."
"The throne of the future head of the family will still fall into the hands of our father and son. You must not leave a bad impression on him at this moment."
It turned out that they had been planning the day when Huang Zhongting would be enthroned, so as to seize their position in the clan.
"Okay, for the sake of our future, I will endure it." Huang Wending gritted his teeth and insisted.
Grandpa has never liked them, father and son, but who is the one with the best talent among his grandchildren?
Even if you don't like it, you will still have to hold your nose and pass on the position of head of the family to your father, and then to him in the end.
Now, while the old guy is still alive, try not to make him unhappy.
Just as he was talking, a servant's hurried voice came from a distance: "Two adults, the owner of the village is here with the owner of Baiyun Village."
Hearing this, the two of them were overjoyed.
Huang Wending was overjoyed that he was finally saved!
"Ding'er, remember what I just said, remember not to disappoint your grandfather." Huang Conglong warned.
Huang Wending cheered up and nodded deeply: "Don't worry, father, I am a person who wants to achieve great things, how can I not know how to be patient?"
In this way, Huang Conglong felt relieved, shook his sleeves and robe, and said with expectation: "Let's welcome the Master of Baiyun Manor together!"
The two of them walked towards the gate one after the other, taking the initiative to greet the legendary Master Baiyun. (Updated at 9:30 tomorrow)