Chapter Ninety-Eight: Child Trafficking?

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Guang Chengzi cast a glance at the three treasure-seekers glaring hungrily at him, the vigilant Jiang clan members around, and the strangely observant Jiang Shinian. He bit his lip in frustration. He knew it would be difficult this time to take Jiang Shinian as his disciple, but to simply leave like this was something he could not accept.

“You are truly outrageous!” Guang Chengzi could no longer maintain his serene, transcendent demeanor. He pointed fiercely at the three treasure-seekers.

Then, embracing a “damned if I do, damned if I don’t” attitude, he looked around at the Jiang clan members and said, “Don’t think those three are good people. Just wait and see if any of them will dare propose to take this child as a disciple!”

With that, Guang Chengzi snorted and, ignoring the murderous glares from the three treasure-seekers, vanished in a flash of cloud.

At this moment, the three treasure-seekers seethed with hatred toward Guang Chengzi, but they knew it was not the time to argue. Their top priority was to prevent the Jiang clan from misunderstanding their intentions.

“Do not listen to that scoundrel’s lies!” Dabao stepped forward, releasing his quasi-Saint aura and addressing the surrounding Jiang clan members, “We all possess quasi-Saint cultivation. If we wanted to abduct a child, we could do so by force, no need for such trouble.”

“That is true,” Xuan Du Maitreya also released his quasi-Saint aura, “We bear no ill intent.”

However, the Jiang clan members were obviously skeptical. Feeling the overwhelming pressure, they instinctively guarded Jiang Shinian more closely.

“You better leave at once! This is the son of our tribe’s chieftain!” several bold Jiang clan men shouted angrily at the three treasure-seekers. Being ordinary humans, they clearly did not understand the difference between their chieftain and these quasi-Saints before them.

“You...” The three treasure-seekers were inwardly cursing Guang Chengzi. Although they were not afraid of the chieftain, they had come to take the future Human Emperor as a disciple. If they antagonized the tribe, how could they accomplish anything?

Glancing at each other, they clearly all hoped someone would break the stalemate, but seeing the same resigned look on their companions, they could only smile helplessly.

“I suppose there has been some misunderstanding. Please inform your chieftain that I am Dabao, the senior disciple of the Supreme Spirit Treasure Sovereign of the Xiejiao School...”

“I am Xuan Du, the senior disciple of the Supreme Taoist Virtue Sovereign of the Renjiao School. Today, I intend to take this child as my disciple!” Xuan Du was unwilling to be outdone, using his spiritual power to overpower Dabao’s voice as he spoke gravely.

However, once they mentioned taking a disciple, the Jiang clan’s gaze grew even more wary.

A strong, broad-shouldered middle-aged man, under the watchful eyes of others, quietly stepped back, then suddenly scooped up Jiang Shinian and headed toward the Jiang tribe’s settlement.

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At this moment, Jiang Shinian was also terrified, unable to understand why such terrifying people had come here, and why they all seemed to have ill intentions toward him.

Watching helplessly as the strong man carried Jiang Shinian away, the three treasure-seekers could only smile wryly, realizing the misunderstanding would be hard to clear up.

“This is really... *damnable*!”

The three exchanged glances, murmured to themselves, then each withdrew.

Seeing this, the Jiang clan members also relaxed.

Yet, Dabao and the others did not truly leave; instead, they concealed themselves nearby, constantly watching the Jiang tribe in hopes of finding a good opportunity to slip in.

Meanwhile, aside from Li Tian and Nuwa, the other four Saints were also monitoring the situation. Seeing Guang Chengzi’s careless words ruin their plan to take the future Human Emperor as a disciple, they all expressed their dissatisfaction to Yuanshi through spiritual senses.

Yuanshi himself was also quite enraged. When he saw Guang Chengzi first find the future Human Emperor, he nearly believed success was at hand and even pondered what reward he would give Guang Chengzi upon his return. Who would have thought Dabao would intervene and ruin everything!

So when the other three Saints showed their displeasure, Yuanshi was naturally unwilling to back down.

For three days and nights, the Saints argued fiercely through spiritual senses, yet reached no conclusion.

Fortunately, they all exercised restraint, confining their conflict to words without any extreme actions.

...

Li Tian and Nuwa paid little attention to the Jiang tribe’s affairs, as they had promised not to interfere in matters concerning the other two Human Emperors and would not break their word.

At this moment, they were focusing on Fuxi and Houtu’s daughter, Mifei.

Li Tian vaguely recalled from later mythology that Mifei drowned in the Luo River and then became the River Goddess.

Now that conditions allowed, he naturally would not let Mifei suffer the same fate again, as both he and Nuwa were very fond of the lovely young girl.

...

Fuxi pondered deeply but could not find a good solution to the flood problem. He decided to set the matter aside for the time being. After all, the drought and flood affected only a small area, and as long as relief efforts were well organized, the damage to their people would not be severe.

At this moment, a premonition stirred in Fuxi’s heart.

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As soon as he finds the next Human Emperor, he can retire in peace!

“Father, father! Something terrible has happened!” a light and urgent female voice called from outside.

“What is it, Mifei?” Fuxi set aside his work and looked up.

Mifei had already grown to eighteen, becoming even more radiant, though her lively and restless nature remained unchanged. She ran about constantly, much to the helpless amusement of Fuxi and Houtu.

“Father, the Luo River has broken its banks! The waves are huge, and many houses have collapsed!”

“The Luo River? How could it break its banks?” Fuxi frowned. The Luo River’s flow was usually gentle, and there had been no heavy rains recently. Why would it suddenly flood?

“It’s a monster! A huge monster rolling in the Luo River!” Mifei, sensing her father’s disbelief, spread her arms and exaggeratedly described what she had seen, though she did not fully understand it herself.

Fuxi frowned again and calculated with his fingers. He knew Mifei was telling the truth. After a moment’s thought, he said, “Then let Zong Bu go and take a look.”

“May I go with him?” Mifei asked cautiously, sensing her father’s intention to send her away. She had deliberately intercepted the messenger bringing the news to make this request.

A monster rolling in the Luo River? She was curious and eager to see it, but dared not venture far without Fuxi’s permission.

“You?” Fuxi frowned but then softened upon seeing Mifei’s hopeful eyes.

“Very well, I agree. But you must stay close to Zong Bu and not run off on your own!”

“Don’t worry, Father. I know my limits!” Mifei was overjoyed to receive Fuxi’s consent and replied eagerly.

Fuxi nodded gently. Zong Bu was a peak-level Golden Immortal of the Great Luo realm, and his combat ability was excellent—among the best of the human race. Protecting Mifei would be no problem.