Chapter 638: I Will Squander the Family Fortune for You

Chapter 638: Chapter 638: I Will Squander the Family Fortune for You

Tang Sihai looked at Tang Jun with an extremely solemn gaze. "Jun, I’m warning you. You must never, ever provoke Cheng Dongshan! At today’s Martial Dao Exchange Conference, he forcefully claimed the top spot by becoming a Saint Slaughter!"

Saint Slaughter?

Tang Jun looked completely baffled. "Dad, what’s a Saint Slaughter?"

Tang Sihai glared at Tang Jun, his expression one of profound disappointment. "How many times have I told you to train with Elder Qi and Elder Wang? But no, you kept insisting that so-called traditional martial arts are a crock! Well, let me tell you something straight! Ancient Martial Arts are real! Elder Qi, Elder Wang, give this little punk a taste of what that means!"

Elder Qi and Elder Wang exchanged a smile. Together, they thrust a palm toward the rockery in the courtyard.

A visible blast of True Qi appeared!

BOOM!

The rockery was blown to smithereens!

Tang Jun was stunned!

’What the fuck!’

’Is this some kind of Immortal technique?’

Tang Jun stared at Elder Qi and Elder Wang in utter awe.

"Elder Qi, Elder Wang, you guys are so incredible. You should be able to take out that Cheng kid from earlier, right?"

Elder Qi and Elder Wang smiled wryly.

"Young Master, we are both at the Martial Emperor Peak. Above us are Half-Step Martial Saints, and above them are Saints. As for Cheng Dongshan, he achieved his position by slaughtering a Saint! Even if we joined forces, we wouldn’t be able to handle a single one of his fingers."

Tang Jun’s scalp went numb with dread.

Without a point of comparison, Tang Jun had never truly understood Cheng Yuan’s power. But now, he was so terrified his legs were shaking.

’And I actually tried to act tough in front of someone that terrifying!’

’It’s a miracle I’m still breathing!’

"Dad, I get it! Don’t you worry. From now on, if I ever see Cheng Dongshan, I’ll worship him like an ancestor! Hell, forget my fiancée! Even if he wanted my wife, I’d hand her over on a silver platter!"

Tang Sihai nodded in satisfaction. "It’s good that you finally understand. Now, go and focus on your training with Elder Qi and Elder Wang. Even if you can never reach Cheng Dongshan’s level, you might at least become qualified to serve him one day!"

"Understood, Dad!"

Deeply shaken, Tang Jun began to train with Elder Qi and Elder Wang with unprecedented seriousness.

Meanwhile, Tang Sihai returned to his study to practice his calligraphy.

A ruined stroke.

Another ruined piece.

Tang Sihai sighed and set down his calligraphy brush.

Just as Tang Sihai was growing agitated, an aged voice spoke from behind him.

"Sihai, when you had nothing, you charged forward without a shred of fear. Now that you have everything, why have you become so timid?"

WHOOSH!

Every hair on Tang Sihai’s body stood on end.

"Who’s there?"

Tang Sihai turned around rigidly. But then, his entire body went slack, his face breaking into a look of pure elation as he dropped to his knees before the sloppy-looking Daoist behind him.

"Godfather, you’ve finally remembered me! I’ve been searching for you all these years."

The Sloppy Daoist, smiling faintly, helped Tang Sihai to his feet and studied him from head to toe.

"Sihai, you’ve gotten old."

"Godfather, you haven’t changed a bit. It’s as if time itself has left no mark on you."

The Sloppy Daoist smiled. "Sihai, you were looking for me. For what reason?"

Tang Sihai looked at the Sloppy Daoist with pleading eyes. "Godfather, ever since you left, my children have suffered one misfortune after another. Now, Tang Jun is the only one left! Please, can you see what’s wrong?"

The Sloppy Daoist nodded slightly. He raised a hand, forming an intricate seal, and began muttering an incantation as his feet traced the steps of the Nine Palace Flying Stars.

"By mantra’s grace and spirit’s light, where karma’s threads of cause ignite! Through cycles bound by love and fate, reveal the truth of all I see! With eyes that pierce a thousand lives, let gods and demons show their guise! Celestial Eye, open!!"

The Sloppy Daoist swiped a hand across his eyes. Instantly, they erupted with a stunning, divine light.

Bathed in that divine light, Tang Sihai felt completely exposed.

It was as if all of his secrets were laid bare before the Sloppy Daoist.

After a full thirty seconds, the divine light in the Sloppy Daoist’s eyes finally faded, revealing a solemn expression on his face.

"Sihai, this is all my fault!"

Tang Sihai quickly waved his hands in protest. "Godfather, how can you say that? Everything I have today is because of you! If it weren’t for you, I’d still be laying bricks on some construction site!"

The Sloppy Daoist sighed. "As your master, I revealed too many of heaven’s secrets and forcefully altered your destiny against its will. For this, I have suffered the backlash of the Celestial Dao! That is why your descendants are plagued by misfortune."

Tang Sihai didn’t doubt the Daoist’s words for a second. He gave a wry smile. "So it’s true, there’s no such thing as a free lunch. You have to give something to get something. Godfather, is there any way to resolve this backlash from the Celestial Dao?"

The Sloppy Daoist looked at Tang Sihai with a complex expression. "The Celestial Dao is furious because a man of your ordinary destiny was never meant to acquire such immense wealth. As long as I help you disperse your entire fortune, your descendants will be safe. The question is, can you bear to part with it?"

Tang Sihai had grown accustomed to his life as one of the elite—the richest of the rich. For him, giving away his entire fortune would be a fate worse than death.

Tang Sihai asked hesitantly, "Godfather, what happens if I don’t give away my fortune?"

"Your line will end."

’My line will end?’

Tang Sihai’s brow furrowed. ’If my line ends, then what’s the point of this vast fortune I’ve spent my whole life building?’

"Godfather, please go rest in the guest room for a while. Allow me some time to think this over."

The Sloppy Daoist did not press him. He nodded. "Sihai, this is no small matter. Consider it carefully. I will wait three days for your decision. You must give me an answer within three days, or it will be too late."

"Yes, Godfather."

After seeing the Sloppy Daoist out, Tang Sihai sank into a heavy silence.

’Give away his entire fortune... He really couldn’t bear the thought.’

For some reason, Tang Sihai suddenly recalled Cheng Yuan’s words from earlier: *I can resolve the curse on your descendants. My price is half of your family’s fortune!*

’Compared to giving away everything, half was entirely acceptable!’

’It wouldn’t even impact his standard of living.’

’The only thing is, the number of children Cheng Yuan mentioned wasn’t quite right...’

He was so conflicted.

Utterly and completely conflicted.

...

Spurred on by the thought of Cheng Yuan, Tang Jun became incredibly diligent, pushing his Cultivation late into the night.

Tang Jun took a hot shower and sank into his large, soft bed. Though his body ached with fatigue, he felt a deep sense of fulfillment.

BRRING... BRRING...

A WeChat call started ringing on Tang Jun’s phone.

Tang Jun grabbed his phone. It was a call from Yu Dong.

Normally, a call from Yu Dong would have thrilled Tang Jun. Yu Dong was the top fixer in Qingcheng—a pimp, to be precise—with an endless supply of girls.

But Tang Jun was exhausted. That, coupled with his father’s warning, made him cut right to the chase. "Dongzi, thanks for the offer, but I can’t tonight. I’m wiped. Another time. I promise I’ll make it up to you then."

"Young Master Tang, but today’s catch is fresh. A complete newbie. If you’re not interested, I can always call Young Master Zhang."

The moment he heard "fresh," Tang Jun’s energy returned in a flash.

"She’s fresh? Why didn’t you say so! I’m free. I’m very free! Wait for me. I’ll be on-site in fifteen!"