Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 51: 51. This gives a sense of déjà vu to a blonde.

Someone in their diary complained that everyone in Qitian Pavilion was from Qitian Pavilion itself, but in fact, all those people held at least the position of a pavilion scholar. This vast place, larger than just about any city, actually also sustained a large number of mortals.

These mortals were naturally of the servant class.

However, although they were servants, these servants took pride in serving others here.

Because those whom they served were not only cultivators but also high-ranking officials in the imperial court.

At this moment, cries of sorrow emanated from the residence of Zhang Dongzhi.

Although Zhang Dongzhi possessed mediocre cultivation, he had a powerful uncle and the Zhang family had considerable influence, being able to speak in both the imperial court and the Immortal Sects. Hence, within five to six years of cultivation, Zhang Dongzhi rapidly rose through the ranks and eventually secured a position as a twelfth-grade pavilion scholar.

Therefore, the residence he lived in was not only vast, but also had a plethora of servants.

Even though only a few members of the Zhang family resided here, the care for their daily needs, as well as their cultivation and leisure, was left to over three hundred people.

However, at this time, the servants who usually considered servitude here an honor were each filled with terror, looking as if they wanted to cry but dared not let out a single sob.

Because of the death of Zhang Dongzhi, amidst a mixture of sorrow and rage, Zhang Dongzhi’s mother had already beaten several servants to death.

And yet, these servants did not dare to even take one step away to avoid it.

After all, the moment they became servants, everything about them no longer belonged to them.

In a certain sense, they were just like a herd of Zhang family livestock that could speak.

Yun Shutian stepped in from outside with a cold look upon his face. Though he bore no additional expression, it was clear that the deputy pavilion master was extremely furious at this time.

After all, the person who died was his own nephew.

"Brother, Dongzhi died so tragically, you must take revenge for him!" This was Zhang Dongzhi’s mother, who was also Yun Shutian’s own sister, uttering these words as she rushed over upon hearing the news of her son’s death.

"Indeed, husband, your nephew, the son of your sister-in-law, and Tan Shuchang dared to lay a hand on him. He really doesn’t know whether he wants to live or die!" These were the words of Yun Shutian’s wife.

Yun Shutian’s wife and his sister shared the same master and were senior and junior sisters. Their relationship was extremely good prior to her marriage to Yun Shutian.

It was mentioned in a letter sent to him from the emperor after his resignation letter was received.

"Lord Tan, His Majesty is aware that you are to engage in a duel to the death with Long Zhangyuan of Sword Disciple Mountain, and has specifically ordered someone to bring the spirit-communicating Magic Artifact, the Heavenly Dragon Hairpin, from the imperial collection for your temporary use.

He hopes you will not disappoint him." This was said by the imperial eunuch who delivered the message, and while speaking, he did not forget to hand a Magic Artifact to Tan Shuchang.

Tan Shuchang was actually quite familiar with this imperial eunuch. When the Tan family was raided, it was he who had taken him aside and informed him of the "true news of his mother’s death."

"Heavenly Dragon Hairpin?" Tan Shuchang glanced at the spirit-communicating Magic Artifact in his hand and, recognizing the familiar mark of the martial sect, thought for a moment before saying, "If His Majesty is willing to gift me this spirit-communicating Magic Artifact, I swear I will one day slaughter the current legitimate heir of the Wu family."

Though named "Heavenly Dragon," the artifact was in the shape of a hairpin and a martial sect artifact at that; one didn’t need to think hard to know it was undoubtedly created by the Wu family to spite Emperor Yi.

As for Tan Shuchang’s vow of slaughter... When he would do it was never specified; three to five days later counts as a future day, so does seven to eight years later, and even a century hence could still be considered a future day.

By then, all he could do was express his regret and say that he failed to kill in time, truly dishonoring the imperial favor.

Next time for sure!

This imperial eunuch, upon hearing Tan Shuchang’s words, couldn’t help but be startled, not outright rejecting but saying he would relay the words to Emperor Yi.

Afterwards, the eunuch left.

Once the eunuch had gone, Tan Shuchang looked towards a certain spot on the wall of the Spiritual Officer and General Hall and said, "Since you’re here, come down from up there. This Spiritual Officer and General Hall should be the least populated area within Qitian Pavilion."

He had sensed someone there a while ago, but since the aura felt familiar, he had decided to handle the imperial eunuch first.

Upon hearing Tan Shuchang say this, the person hiding in that spot obediently revealed themselves, climbing down the wall using hands and feet. Then, with large eyes clearly demarcated in black and white, and a hint of hesitation, the person said, "The Sword Qi from the other day, it didn’t harm you, did it?"

At this moment, recognizing the appearance of the newcomer, Tan Shuchang was stunned because he had originally thought it was that damned diary-thief.

To his surprise, it was the little girl to whom he had given ten Alchemy Furnaces.

Thus, Tan Shuchang smiled and said, "I’m fine, thankfully you shouted for me to move quickly; otherwise, I might not have been able to avoid it."

In truth, even without the shout, he could have reacted in time, but since someone had gone to the effort of yelling out, it was only right to say a kind word or two to make them happy, wasn’t it? His emotional intelligence might not be high, but after living two lifetimes, he had cobbled together a bit.

"However, what brings you here? You seem to be acquainted with the person who wrote this letter, aren’t you?" Tan Shuchang then asked because he had seen the connection quite clearly at that time.