Chapter 144 The Jiang Family
Chapter 144 The Jiang Family
"Hmm, that's..."
As Jiang Yueming flew through the sky, he suddenly noticed black smoke rising into the air below, which struck him as odd.
Judging from the trend and state of the black smoke, it didn't seem like the thick smoke from ordinary people burning waste. There was also a faint smell of gunpowder in it.
"No, this is gunpowder!" Jiang Yueming's eyes narrowed and she immediately realized what was happening. She used her mind to control her spirit wings and swooped down.
He suddenly remembered that his textbooks from his previous life did indeed record a battle before the Battle of Chuting: the Battle of Taiping City.
This battle severely damaged the fighting spirit and morale of the Celestial Empire's soldiers, and the defending general Guan Tianpei also sacrificed his life as a result.
Now that Taiping City has been captured, the next target of the British army is undoubtedly Chuting!
Chu Ting was also the only open city in the empire that allowed businesses to be conducted with foreigners.
"This is…"
As soon as Jiang Yueming landed, a scene of war-torn landscape came into view. Buildings were reduced to ruins and rubble, and limbs and bodies lay scattered in pools of blood.
War brings only pain and heavy memories to people; whether victorious or defeated, they are ultimately losers.
Because those who died in war, those souls lying on the battlefield, can never return.
"Damn it, the British!" Jiang Yueming closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress his emotions.
Although he tried his best to keep a normal mood, the sound of his teeth clashing together was incredibly clear.
As a soldier, he felt deeply guilty because he failed to prevent the war from happening, causing many soldiers to shed their blood on the battlefield and their families to suffer the pain of losing their children.
Who are you? Where are you doing?
Just as Jiang Yueming was experiencing emotional turmoil, a British patrol team suddenly spotted him from behind.
The group of about fifteen men raised their flintlock pistols and aimed them at Jiang Yueming the moment they saw him, their faces full of vigilance.
Jiang Yueming had no intention of answering them. His spiritual energy suddenly surged, and spiritual energy slowly condensed in his palm.
"The Holy Golden Seal!"
boom!
Almost as soon as the voice fell, Jiang Yueming turned around and raised his palm to strike the British patrol. A huge golden platform descended from the sky, containing destructive killing intent, and instantly turned the British patrol into corpses.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have completed the mission and have killed a total of 100 British barbarians.]
[Obtained Soul Energy Particles. Use Soul Energy Particles to raise Soul Power to the Mid-Stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm?]
Jiang Yueming felt much better after killing the British barbarians, and his mood improved. He was no longer as depressed as before, and he also heard about the reward given by the system.
That would be the icing on the cake!
"Use Soul Energy Particles," Jiang Yueming made the choice without hesitation.
Once one's soul realm reaches the mid-stage of Concentration, it means that one can use another immortal technique.
Myriad Source Techniques!
He had previously used the Immortal Pill Divine Strategy to easily defeat Jiang Yiyu, and now, if he had the Myriad Origin Technique, it would be just as he had previously predicted.
All alchemists in the world regard pill formulas as their life's mission, and Jiang Yueming, who holds the divine strategy of immortal pills, is their life's mission, which is equivalent to indirectly or directly controlling all the alchemists in the world.
Similarly, the Myriad Origins Techniques encompass all spiritual skills and arts in the world; possessing them allows one to indirectly control all spiritual cultivators under heaven.
The most numerous cultivators in this world are Spirit Masters. With these two profound immortal techniques, they feel as if they have already mastered the entire world!
call out!
A white ball of light suddenly burst forth from the sky and slowly landed in Jiang Yueming's palm. When the white light dissipated, a perfectly round and translucent lotus seed unveiled its veil of light, and a serene and ethereal aura spread out.
"This is the energy quantum," Jiang Yueming murmured, carefully examining the lotus seed in his palm.
Although the effects are still unknown, simply holding the lotus seeds in one's palm allows one to clearly feel the extremely pure spiritual power they contain.
"Let me give it a try."
After saying that, Jiang Yueming swallowed the lotus seed in one gulp. In an instant, he felt as if he had been enlightened, and his whole body felt indescribably refreshed.
Even his soul perception of the surrounding things became more adept, and he felt that the sea of his soul in his abdomen had also expanded a bit.
"It feels good, but let's put the Myriad Origin Technique aside for now. The most important thing right now is to prevent Chu Ting from starting another war."
Although Jiang Yueming was happy about the improvement in his soul realm, he did not become too obsessed with it and was still very clear about priorities.
If the British were to defeat Chu Ting, the Celestial Empire would pose even less of a threat to them, allowing them to increase their bargaining power in subsequent negotiations. This would obviously be extremely disadvantageous for the Holy Dragon Empire.
With this in mind, Jiang Yueming unfolded the golden eagle wings on his back once more, and with a burst of speed from his toes, he soared into the air toward Chu Ting City.
Half an hour later.
Jiang Yueming used his flying magic to fly directly over the city wall, avoiding the questioning and inspection by the guards and landing in front of the Yang residence.
He knew that the current head of Chuting was Yang Fang, the imperial envoy sent by the royal family.
If we can persuade him, Chu Ting City will be spared a catastrophe and slaughter. The soldiers at the front can shed less blood, and the people in the city can suffer fewer deaths.
"My name is Jiang Yueming. I've come to see Lord Yang. Could you please announce my arrival?"
Jiang Yueming stepped onto the steps in front of the mansion and smiled at a gatekeeper.
The servant glanced at him briefly and casually said, "You wait here. My master, Lord Yang, is receiving distinguished guests."
"Okay, okay"
Yang Fang is probably new to the job and not yet familiar with the affairs of Chu Ting Prefecture, so it's normal that he's busy meeting with dignitaries from various forces.
Despite the impending battle, Yang Fang seemed relatively calm. Was he unaware that the British army had already captured Taiping City?
After Taiping, the British army will definitely head straight for Chuting Prefecture, because Taiping is a county-level city, while Chuting is a prefecture-level city, and their importance to the British army is self-evident.
Therefore, the British army had no reason to abandon Chu Tingfu and attack other cities instead.
Squeak!
Suddenly, the large vermilion wooden gate of the Yang residence opened, and a fat man dressed in emerald green brocade robes walked out. Behind him followed a group of servants, who appeared to be the head steward of the Yang residence.
Jiang Daliu glanced at Jiang Yueming briefly and asked, "Who are you from? State your identity."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming paused, and after careful consideration, said, "Jiang Yueming of the Jiang family in Dizhou."
Although he didn't know what the consequences of moving the Jiang family would be, he knew that if he were just an ordinary citizen, he would never be able to see Yang Fang.
Ah, this is the difference in class status. Those in power and privilege always show the same face to the people at the bottom.
To despise, look down on, and ridicule.
This is especially true of those so-called second-generation rich kids. Just because they have a higher starting line than us, they can act arrogantly and domineeringly.
Why?! Is it because of the mistake of being born into the wrong family?
No! Jiang Yueming was not willing to accept this!
One day he will stand taller than those privileged kids and look down on them with the eyes of someone looking at ants!
"You are... a member of the Jiang family!"
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