Chapter Eighty-two: The Ancient Jiang Family

  "Why did such a group of powerful people come to the town looking for someone with the surname Jiang?" Ye Fan's heart was unable to calm down, he feared it involved Old Man Jiang and Little Tingting.

  The town of Qingfeng has never seen so many strange beasts before. More than a dozen mounts with scales shining and divine aura surrounding them, causing the people on the street to be extremely frightened, quickly retreating backwards.

  A man in his thirties, sitting upright on a beast covered in emerald scales, tried to show a gentle expression and said, "You don't have to be afraid, we mean no harm. We're just asking if there's anyone with the surname Jiang in this town."

  Although he made an effort to appear peaceful, these men were obviously seasoned knights who had gone through the trials of sword and blood, naturally exuding a murderous aura that would make ordinary people tremble with fear.

  An old farmer pointed to West Street, his lips trembling and speaking unclearly, saying: "That big street... the largest mansion... is it."

  "Thank you." These people rode fierce beasts and slowly moved towards the west main street of the town.

  Not far away, Ye Fan felt a sense of relief in his heart. It turned out that there were other Jiang families in this town. He quickly rushed towards East Main Street and soon returned to the small restaurant.

  "Old Man Jiang..."

  "What's wrong, child?" The old man came out of the kitchen.

  Xiao Tingting washed out a plate of bright red wild fruit, carefully carried it over, her big black eyes blinking with curiosity, and asked: "What's wrong, big brother?"

  It's like this...

  Ye Fan recounted what he had just heard and seen to Old Man Jiang, then asked: "Have you ever had any dealings with these people?"

  Old Ginger shook his head and said, "I've lived for over 70 years, almost never leaving this small town, it's impossible for me to know someone like that."

  "Are there many strange beasts? I want to see what they look like..." Little Tingting's bright and sparkling big eyes shone with many small stars, running out of the small restaurant curiously looking towards the end of the street.

  "Could it have something to do with Tingting's parents?" Ye Fan asked in a low voice.

  "It shouldn't be." The old man's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, saying: "They have always been cultivating in the Yunxia Cave Heaven and have never traveled far. All the friends they know are fellow disciples."

  "So many strange beasts, and they're actually floating in the air..." Little Tingting stood at the entrance of the small restaurant, her bright red face filled with excitement and surprise, shouting: "Grandpa, come out quickly and look! They're charging towards us!"

  Ye Fan and the old man rushed out, only to see a dozen or so riders rushing over quickly, without any dust flying about. All the strange beasts were three inches off the ground, treading on air as they moved.

  "They're so fierce!" Little Tingting was a bit scared, because apart from the three who were hit directly, all the knights naturally emitted a strong killing aura, with an innate war intent lingering.

  Ye Fan hastily grabbed Xiao Tingting's hand and then supported Old Man Jiang. Ordinary people indeed found it hard to withstand this pressure, and ordinary people would be frightened if they faced it for a long time.

  A dozen or so fierce beasts stopped in front of the small restaurant, shaking their heads and tails, their scales flashing with various lights, extremely divine, but even the divine light could not cover up the bloody aura on their bodies, it was clear that they had all gone through a bloody battle, and were not pets raised in a greenhouse.

  "Excuse me, is this the Jiang residence?" The young man in the center, who looked refined and handsome, asked. He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with eyes like water, occasionally flashing a hint of divine light, sitting upright on the golden dragon chair, exuding an otherworldly air that was vastly different from those knights shrouded in killing intent.

  Old Ginger's face full of wrinkles was filled with a puzzled expression, and he said, "Yes, I don't know what you all want."

  The old man was over seventy years old, his face etched with the wind and frost of the years, already showing wrinkles, a pair of old eyes somewhat cloudy.

  Seeing him so old and frail, with a look of candlelight in the wind, sitting upright on the five-colored beast, the 16 or 17-year-old youth suddenly frowned and said: "This is just an ordinary rural old man who is about to exhaust his lifespan, it's impossible for him to be the person we're looking for."

  The young man on the Golden Qilin glanced at him, and the youth on the Five-Colored Beast seemed to be somewhat hesitant, stopping his words and saying nothing more.

  "Have you been living in Qingfeng Town all along, old man?"

  "Yes, I have hardly ever been on a long journey." The old man replied truthfully.

  "Have your ancestors always lived here or did they move to this town later?" the young man on the golden Qilin continued to ask.

  "Since my father's generation moved here, I was born here, what...what business do you have?" Old Man Jiang was full of puzzled expression.

  Upon hearing these words, the young man on the Golden Qilin jumped down immediately. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and even his long boots were spotless, looking handsome and extraordinary, a rare beauty among men, and it was not an exaggeration to describe him as having a spirit like jade.

  "Sir, I'd like to ask you some questions, hoping you can answer them."

  "I wouldn't dare, if I knew, I would definitely answer." Old Man Jiang was just an ordinary old man, and he had a deep respect for these cultivators who came riding on exotic beasts.

  Xiao Tingting was a bit nervous, tightly grasping Ye Fan's hand, closely relying on him and the old man, with a mixture of fear and curiosity gazing at those fierce beasts and knights.

  "Please forgive me first, I'd like to ask, is your father still alive?" the man in white asked with a hint of tension.

  Mr. Jiang was perplexed at first, then replied: "He passed away more than 50 years ago."

  "What...". The man in white clothes was stunned for a moment, and his jade-like face showed a hint of surprise, then he let out a sigh.

  "I've said it before, he's just an ordinary old man...". The youth on the Five-Colored Beast revealed a look of impatience, as if wanting to leave this place quickly.

  "Shut up!" The man in white turned his head and glared at him, then turned back and continued to ask: "Please forgive me, old sir. Is your father's name Jiang Zhe?"

  "You...how did you know?" Old Man Jiang's face showed a look of astonishment.

  The girl sitting on the silver deer with a surprised expression said, "It seems we've really found it." She had a slender figure, skin as white as jade, and a beautiful face. Her eyebrows had a hint of pride, giving off an unapproachable feeling.

  The young man on the Five-Colored Beast furrowed his brow and said, "How could a ordinary old villager like him possibly have the blood of our Jiang family flowing through his veins? If he were truly a descendant of Old Man Jiang Zhe, how could he not know the ways of cultivation? He must be an imposter with a similar name and surname..."

  "Sir, can you tell me in detail?" The young man in white clothes had a gentle attitude all along, and he walked forward to support Old Man Jiang, saying: "Can we go inside to discuss further?"

  Those knights all stood guard outside, the man in white helped Old Man Jiang back to the small restaurant, and that arrogant young man as well as that extremely beautiful and charming girl also followed inside.

  Ye Fan saw that the other party did not have any malicious intentions, so he pulled Xiao Tingting to sit down on one side and didn't say anything.

  "Are there a few red moles on Old Master Jiang Zhe's left arm?"

  "There are five in total. How did you even know that?" Old Man Jiang's face showed a look of astonishment.

  "Mr. Jiang Zhe had indeed been in hiding in Yan land, and didn't think he would have passed away more than 50 years ago..." The man in white lightly sighed and said: "Old sir, perhaps I should call you Uncle."

  "No, no!" Old Man Jiang hastily pulled up the white-clad man as he saw him bowing to him.

  "You two haven't come to pay your respects yet!" The man in white clothes said, turning his head back to the two people behind him.

  "Nice to meet you, Uncle." A beautiful 16- or 17-year-old girl bowed slightly and glanced at Ye Fan and Little Tingting.

  The young man was somewhat unwilling and muttered: "Greetings, Uncle." He hastily paid his respects, quite perfunctorily.

  "This is..." Old Man Jiang was filled with a puzzled expression, unable to understand why they would be like this.

  "Big brother, big sister, do you know my grandfather?" Little Tingting was also puzzled, her long eyelashes blinked constantly, and her bright eyes were full of confusion.

  Seeing her so innocent and lovely, the white-clothed man fondly stroked her head and said, "We come from the same family."

  "What family?" Little Tingting curiously blinked her big eyes.

  "The ancient and venerable family of Jiang that has been passed down since the dawn of time. Later, you will gradually understand just how extraordinary our clan is in Donghuang."

  Ye Fan's heart was shaken. The ancient aristocratic family was absolutely a transcendent existence on an equal footing with the Holy Land, and its status in the Eastern Wilderness was high and unattainable.

  According to Ye Fan's knowledge, Jiang and Ji surnames are generally China's most ancient surnames. Historical records show that the Jiang surname is a descendant of Emperor Yan, named after his birthplace, "Shennong lived in Jiangshui, so he was named as such."

  Ye Fan was shocked and had never thought that on the other side of this starry sky, the Jiang surname would still be so extraordinary, it was really beyond his expectations.

  "Old Master Jiang Zhe was a stunning talent in his youth, famous throughout the land at a young age. Later, he even shook the Eastern Wilderness, stomping his foot and stirring up the clouds in all directions, commanding the winds and clouds... who would have thought..." The white-clothed man seemed to be filled with emotion, having already seen that the old man's life was not going well, and couldn't help but think that the bloodline of a generation's strong hero would fall to such a state.

  The girl next to him was also puzzled and asked: "Didn't Old Man Jiang Zhe teach you the way of cultivation back then?"

  "What cultivation..." Old Man Jiang was confused by their words and muttered to himself: "I have no idea what you are talking about."

  "A lot of things happened that year, and it's hard to say clearly for the time being. Are you willing to go with us, old man?" The white-clothed man said to the old man, then looked at Ye Fan and Xiao Tingting.

  "My surname is not Jiang, Tingting is Old Man Jiang's only granddaughter." Ye Fan hastily explained.

  "The host family owes a lot to Old Master Jiang, but the dusty past will eventually come to light. I think it's time for you and Tingting to return to the Jiang family."

  The old man was a bit stunned and although he didn't fully understand, he got the gist of it. He found it hard to accept.

  The girl next to her saw that Xiaoting was very cute and smiled at her: "Tingting, do you have any wishes? Sister can help you realize it immediately."

  "There's nothing special I wish for, as long as I can be with Grandpa and Big Brother forever."

  "Is there anything else you wish?"

  Xiao Tingting tilted her head, thought for a moment with a very tender voice, and said: "Every day I can eat my fill, no one bullies me or Grandpa."

  Upon hearing these words, the girl was taken aback.

  The man in white clothes had a ripple on his face, and he asked in a low voice: "Are you bullied by others in your daily life?"

  "Yes, when big brother is not here, bad people come to bully us every day." Little Tingting's innocent words made all these people change color.

  "By the way, I forgot to ask, where are Tingting's parents?"

  Mr. Jiang's face suddenly showed a sad expression, and he said: "I had a son in my later years, but in the end, I'm sending off a young life with my white hair..."

  "How could this be?!" The girl's eyes widened instantly.

  "I don't know if they were murdered or really died accidentally..."

  Next to her, Tingting heard these words and her big eyes suddenly turned red.

  "Tell me in detail!" The white-clothed man's eyes flashed with two streaks of divine light for an instant.

  The old man only mentioned a few words, and the white-clothed man suddenly stood up and said: "Yanxia Cave Heaven, I've never heard of it. Let's go there in a while. If anyone dares to block us, I don't mind making this sect disappear!"

  The beautiful girl next to him also sneered and said, "Even our Jiang family's people dare to bully us. Before going to the Smoke Cloud Cave Heaven, let's go to the Li family first!"

  The knights standing outside heard this and suddenly burst out with a shocking killing intent and battle spirit, at this moment the entire town of Qingfeng was shrouded in a terrible atmosphere.