I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 105 - 102 The Deaths of the Liu Family Siblings! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 105: Chapter 102 The Deaths of the Liu Family Siblings! (Please Subscribe)

The next day.

Early morning.

As the first ray of sunlight filtered through the window into the room, Chen Yuan’s eyes abruptly snapped open, and the golden paint on his body slowly retracted into his flesh.

His vigorous muscles were streamlined, exuding a sense of beauty.

After a night of cultivation, Chen Yuan had used more than half of the Snow Jade Ointment and had finally completely refined both of his arms.

It was then that Chen Yuan understood what Su Ziyue meant by owing her a favor, because the Snow Jade Ointment was indeed extraordinary with amazing effects!

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In just one night, Chen Yuan had completed a quarter of his Bone Refining Cultivation without any lingering issues, unlike when consuming elixirs, which could leave behind residual toxins affecting one’s foundation.

If he were to use up the rest of the Snow Jade Ointment, Chen Yuan could make significant progress in the stage of Bone Refining, saving him an unknown amount of time.

Unfortunately, if this ointment were not available without limit, Chen Yuan estimated that he could have purified his whole body’s bones and muscles within a few days, but he did not harbor excessive hopes.

Snow Jade Ointment was indeed a very rare Spiritual Object.

Being gifted a bottle by Su Ziyue was already a huge stroke of luck.

Getting up from bed, Chen Yuan went to the yard and started to practice his saber technique methodically; swinging the saber daily was his unshakable foundation.

Although he had also learned the Zhao family’s Six Harmonies Saber Technique, the Sword Drawing Skill was of great help to Chen Yuan.

To be exact, it was not a whole set of techniques but rather one singular move.

With explosive power, it was a deadly technique meant to decide life or death in an instant!

Chen Yuan valued this technique greatly and had never slacked off.

After swinging the saber eight hundred times, a fine layer of sweat appeared on Chen Yuan’s body. He planted the long saber into the ground, walked over to the corner, picked up a big jar of cold water, and poured it over himself from head to toe.

One word: Refreshing!

After donning his official attire and strapping on his waist saber, Chen Yuan shut the courtyard door and headed for Zhou’s steamed bun shop. He ordered eight meat buns and a bowl of tofu pudding and devoured his meal with rapid gulps.

Having eaten his fill, Chen Yuan roughly explained to Zhou Fang and her daughter the incident that had occurred at Cien Temple, and told them it was likely impossible to find the body of Zhou Cheng, Zhou Zhong’s deceased youngest son.

Here, there was no such thing as DNA testing that could identify a relative from a pile of mangled remains.

Although the Zhou father and daughter felt some distress, they were mentally prepared for this and merely cursed a few times at those damnable demon cultists.

They were just ordinary people, and what could they do in their anger?

Even Chen Yuan himself had not retrieved the body of his Great Uncle; how could one recognize it among the scattered, desiccated bones?

“It’s good that people are safe. Those demon cultists of the No-Life Sect have also been almost completely eradicated…” Chen Yuan smiled, then placed a few copper coins on the table and turned to leave.

It’s good for ordinary people to live ordinary lives.

Jianghu is too dangerous, with hardly any sentimentality, all just endless strife and killing!

“Yuan Ge…”

Watching Chen Yuan’s departing figure, Xiao Fang suddenly called out to him.

“What is it?”

Chen Yuan turned his head to look.

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“It’s nothing, just come back another day for some more food…”

“Alright.”

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At the County Government of Ping’an County.

Chen Yuan dealt with the backlog of work from the previous day. He then summoned a trustworthy subordinate and handed him a wooden figurine the size of a thumb, preparing to send him to the Prefecture City to deliver it to Yue Shan.

At the County Government of Ping’an County, Chen Yuan had more than just Wang Ping as a confidant. With his nature, he was certain to recruit some helpers and, considering his fair handling of several cases, the constables in the Arrest Room trusted him very much and were willing to serve him loyally.

Chen Yuan was greedy, but he disdained the trivial profits to be made within the Arrest Room, as his greed was directed toward the wealthy households of the county.

The wooden figurine was a trinket given to Chen Yuan by Yue Shan before he left; it was not worth much, simply a token of good will. Before Yue Shan left, he had informed Chen Yuan to make a decision as soon as possible. Chen Yuan had expressed that if he was willing to join the Heavenly Patrol Bureau but could not leave his current post, he would send someone to give the figurine to Yue Shan so that he could report to Lord Zhang Xuan.

If there was no interest, they would pretend the conversation had never happened.

Yue Shan understood this as well.

With Ping’an County having just eradicated a branch of the No-Life Sect, it was not easy for Chen Yuan, the arrest officer, to find time to leave.

“Do not alert anyone about this matter. Buy a horse in South City immediately and change into regular clothes…” Chen Yuan handed over some silver to the young constable before him with a serious expression, urging him.

“Rest assured, sir, I will handle this matter well,” the constable immediately responded with a bow.

“I do trust you on that point. Upon return, you may choose to practice any of the three saber techniques available in the County Government…” Chen Yuan said with a smile.

“Thank you, sir.”

The constable’s face displayed joy.

“Go now, then.”

“I’ll take my leave, sir…”

As the constable had just stepped outside, he came face to face with a visibly disturbed Wang Ping hastening over. After a brief eye contact without any verbal exchange, the constable moved on.

Entering the main hall, Wang Ping paced slowly to Chen Yuan and said softly:

“Brother Yuan, there’s been trouble!”

Seeing Wang Ping’s anxious demeanor, Chen Yuan’s face grew calm as he asked:

“What’s happened?”

Considering that Cien Temple had just been eliminated, it would be unlikely for any complications to arise, especially since the emaciated man had died at Su Ziyue’s hands the previous night.

But he also knew that if Wang Ping was acting like this, it was likely that something had indeed gone wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Ping said:

“This morning, the constable who went to deliver food found that the Liu siblings had died in their cells.”