The Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 97 – The Curse that Gushed from [Taoxuan Pavilion]

Nothing else happened today.

The entire Ye family home that night was in the middle of a celebration. Tang San had arranged the birthday party very well; although it could not be considered extravagant, but everyone in the mansion could share the excitement. Everyone could feel the special treatment that Ye Qingyu gave to Qin's mother and son, fully treating them as the masters of this mansion.

The lanterns are starting.

The people celebrating half a day started to disperse.

In the main hall, there were only Ye Qingyu and Tang San.

Looking at the displeased expression of the young master, superintendent Tang San knew very well that Ye Qingyu was in a bad mood from being forcibly detained by him. But as the chief supervisor, he knew that there were some things that required personal confirmation from Ye Qingyu before it could be done. He had to explain in detail the properties of the Ye family to Ye Qingyu.

Under the oil lamp.

Tang San patiently and solemnly explained.

Ye Qingyu yawned, waving her hand. “I'm really tired, not just someone causing problems on the property. I'll accompany you tomorrow to take a look. Those people without eyes, if they really want to die, then I will destroy them... Fine, are you satisfied now?”

Tang San smiled painfully.

No matter what group there will be a struggle at the beginning. Ye Qingyu when taking back [Murong Shop], [Lianfeng Smithery] and [Taoxuan Pavilion] could be said that this property returned to its rightful owner. But without the stabilizing effects of Luo Jin and the others, the surrounding forces began to show indications for action. Where there are people, there will be conflict. This nature begins to get challenges and provocations from others.

Even if it wasn't a direct confrontation, even if they hid and did things behind the scenes, it would be troublesome. It was enough for someone with zero experience like Tang San to be troubled.

After Ye Qingyu regained this property, Tang San had successfully completed most of the business relationship. But this property business cannot be compared to before. In addition to the movement of employees, another factor contributing to this is due to the sabotage of several other competing companies.

“I also found that the character of Luo Jin and the others had not changed. Under the support of some noble families, they hid behind them and did many bad deeds against us. These people were once managers of these properties and were familiar with the situation. We must prepare to defend ourselves, ” Tang San said enigmaticly.

Ye Qingyu continued to yawn. “Good. They're just a couple of clowns, tomorrow I'll finish everything at once. ”

Looking at Ye Qingyu's dazed face, Tang San felt as if he had punched cotton, helpless and with no way to exert force. Experiencing more things meant that he had a greater awareness of the entire situation. The current Tang San clearly understood the extent to which the waters within the Deer City had been muddy. Inside, factions and powers were tied together in twisted roots and intertwined connections, forming countless links. Tang San was a little worried that Ye Qingyu's careless demeanor would be exploited to fight him by some sly and cunning old man.

“Since the young master already has a plan in his heart, then I will go first,” Tang San said helplessly.

Ye Qingyu nodded her head, was about to say good night then suddenly thought of something. Calling with his hands, “It's true, San Kecil have you heard about [Home of Fog] in the South district before?”

Tang San thought about this carefully, then shook his head.

“Tomorrow, send some people to find out about this place.” Ye Qingyu was planning something.

Tang San nodded, turning around to leave.

Ye Qingyu suddenly said again, “Let it go, don't send people. This matter, let's just say you've never heard of it. ”

“I understand.” Tang San was surprised but did not ask why, turning to leave.

Under the pale yellow light of the lights, Ye Qingyu sat on a chair, holding her chin deeply.

Since Wang Yan had warned him not to involve himself in the conflict, then this indicated that danger would arise. Her relationship with Wang Yan in the academy could not be considered intimate, but this first-year principal took care of her many times. If he were to enter this vortex, then there might be some people who were currently secretly observing him.

If he allowed Tang San to investigate the [House of Fog], then there was a possibility of involving Ye's mansion into this matter.

After considering for a while, Ye Qingyu decided to personally investigate the area himself.

Returning to the [Decisive Park], Ye Qingyu continued to train.

The yuan qi within the courtyard began to fuse together without any sign or sound.

…… ……

Day two.

When Ye Qingyu's dawn training ended, Qin Lan had already prepared her breakfast. He directed a female servant to bring him some hot water, and after Demon King Ye took a bath, everyone happily finished his breakfast. Little Grass went to the [Taoxuan Pavilion] to practice martial arts.

There was about six months until the next time the White Deer Academy would recruit students. Little Grass's foundation was weak, therefore he had to try harder than everyone else. The little girl had encountered difficulties before, so she was determined and determined to become a martial artist like the Qingyu brothers. He's very enthusiastic. Every day without needing a reminder from Qin Lan, he went alone to train at the [Taoxuan Pavilion], working very hard.

After they finished breakfast, Tang San arrived.

Ye Qingyu changed into a new outfit. The two leave Ye's house and head to the survey and check out Ye's property around them.

After the battle ended, another layer of snow had landed within the city. The floating snow was still falling from the sky, and the thickness of the snow was enough to swallow one's knees. Fortunately, on the main road, the accumulated snow has been smoothed out. Uncleaned places were trampled to the point of ice. The snow did not melt, making the city appear cleaner.

Wherever they looked, the scenery was wrapped in a plain silver white color without any decoration. The city is so beautiful.

Perhaps it was a battle in the sky that caused too great a shock. Normal people did not dare to appear on various paths. Contrary to this, the soldiers patrolling the army were often seen. Their numbers seemed much larger than usual. On the way, Ye Qingyu and Tang San, in less than half an hour, had passed five or six squadrons. Their blades and spears glittered with light, heavily armored, as if they were about to face their greatest enemy.

Ye Qingyu was also interrogated by some of these patrols.

Fortunately due to the nameplate of the White Deer Academy, it was easily completed.

Throughout the afternoon, Ye Qingyu under Tang San's direction, first went to check out [Murong Shop], [Heavenly Fragrance Restaurant] and [Miaoyu Temple]. He finally had a clear understanding of these traits.

The [Murong Shop] mainly operates in the tea leaf, Dim Sum and cloth businesses. He had no idea what his father was thinking, this field of business was disorganized and chaotic. It looked more like a general store. [Weavenly Fragrance] is a wine shop and restaurant. And for [Miaoyu Temple], it was mainly operated on jade equipment and jade accessories. These three average-sized stores, each of which had about five employees to look after them. Although his business could not be considered spectacular, since the land was owned by the Ye family, there was no need to pay the rent. They could barely manage to maintain a situation where they did not make a profit or a loss.

Ye Qingyu really did not know anything about this business. He just showed himself to raise morale.

After all morning watching the flowers from horseback riding*, they had only managed to pass through three properties.

During daylight hours, more and more people began to appear on the streets.

After eating something at the [Heavenly Fragrance Restaurant], Tang San brought Ye Qingyu to the [Taoxuan Pavilion].

[Taoxuan Pavilion] is a martial arts dojo. In the past, Ye Qingyu's mother had personally taught and accepted students and this establishment was very prosperous. That was enough to place him in the top three of the Northern district. It is said that there were some who came to challenge the dojo and each of them was beaten until they returned from their original place. The fame of the [Hundred Flower Sword] also developed because of this.

It could be said that this dojo was a crystallizing attempt from Ye Qingyu's mother.

It was a pity that after Ye Qingyu's parents died in the battle to guard the city, without the stabilizing effect of an expert, the dojo business fell over a thousand meters. After which, Nie Yan blackmailed and planned business and successfully occupied the [Taoxuan Pavilion]. But even though she was cunning, her strength could not compare to Ye Qingyu's mother at all. [Taoxuan Pavilion] did not regain the previous light.

Ye Qingyu stood at the entrance to the [Taoxuan Pavilion].

He slowly raised his head to look.

The willow door that was nailed with copper spikes was brushed black, dignified and solemn. The privately written words of Ye Qingyu's father, ‘[Taoxuan Pavilion]’, were hung on a board above him. After experiencing many years of wind and rain, the sign had already emitted an atmosphere where great changes had occurred and was mottled in appearance. And on both sides of the gate were low walls that were supposedly built personally by Ye Qingyu's father. In summer, he crawled with moss but was now covered in white snow.

The location of the martial arts dojo was on the outskirts, but it occupied nearly thirty acres of space. A small training field was surrounded by clay walls, about twenty acres. Behind it, was the [Taoxuan Pavilion] martial hall and several other buildings.

Of all the properties he had, Ye Qingyu was most sentimental towards the [Taoxuan Pavilion].

When she was a child, her mother brought her here often.

Every grass and wood here, every stone and tile, would make Ye Qingyu remember the happy days where his parents were beside him.

But for this reason, Ye Qingyu very rarely appeared here.

He did not want to remember the memories of his parents' death.

In this short time, Ye Qingyu was quietly standing in front of the entrance of the [Taoxuan Pavilion]. After participating in the great competition in the [Boundary Canyon Battlefield], he always felt a stifling pressure in his mood. Perhaps it was Xia Houwu's despicable actions, perhaps the academy's disappointed reaction, perhaps the worry over the little loli, or perhaps seeing this sight that made him remember his dead parents…

In the end, Ye Qingyu could not discern why she felt this way.

Ye Qingyu felt like a volcano was about to erupt.

And at this moment, Ye Qingyu could hear, behind the black door was the sound of fierce battles, curses and unclear cries …

Tang San's face color changed immediately.

Ye Qingyu did not say anything, come in.

Behind the wall on the small brick training field, two groups of people faced each other.

There were about five or six people in one group, wearing red armor and posing in an imposing and cruel manner. They had an aggressive appearance and were supposed to be people with respectable strength. The one who led them was a sixteen or seventeen year old young man. Oily head and face powder, cosmetic smell enough to attack a person's nostrils. He had a jade folding fan in his hand, extreme arrogance between his eyebrows and a cold smile on his face.

In front.

Other crowds turned out to be much shabby, with irregular clothing and the majority with patches.

“Sun Yuhu, what does this mean? Why did you let people hurt junior brother Wang? ” a young man in rough clothes shouted furiously.

Next to him, several young people supported a wounded man who was about twenty years old. His chest was struck, the traces of palms were clearly visible. His chest sank immediately and blood flowed from his nose and mouth. His injuries were not light, and he had already fainted with weak vitality.

“Haha, it was decided it was a spar so therefore one should use their full efforts. In battle, swords and spears have no eyes. Since my people have injured Wang Ying unintentionally, this can only be blamed on the fact that her skills are not enough. ” The face of the young man's powder, Sun Yuhu, insults, no matter the slightest.

“You... we agree that we will stop at the first contact. You intentionally did this, this is too much. ” The face of the ruggedly dressed youth flushed.

*Obspecting but doing nothing