Chapter 287: The Nine-Tails, Cheating and Swindling

“Why are all of you here?”

Hearing Ling Jiu’s question, Delia did not dare to dither and respectfully replied.

“Sir, we came to the Meteorite Forest to look for the Soulweed to treat my father’s illness. But we heard movement here so we rushed over…”

Ling Jiu nodded slightly and asked, “Leoux, what’s a Soulweed?”

“According to the fire dragon, Esbiak’s memory, it’s a plant that can nourish the soul and repair the wounds of a soul,” Leoux replied.

“Oh, I see!”

Ling Jiu nodded and looked at Delia as he said. “Your father suffered a soul wound?”

“Sir, you are sharp.”

Delia confirmed Ling Jiu’s guess.

“Have you found the Soulweed?” Ling Jiu asked again.

Delia shook her head in sorrow. “The Soulweed is a legendary herb. We’ve been searching for half a month in the Meteorite Forest without any luck.”

“You don’t need to look for it. I can treat your father’s injury.”

Ling Jiu said faintly. He of course could not heal wounds of the soul, but Leoux can, and it could even reshape the soul if needed.

Delia’s body trembled as she suddenly knelt down and pleaded.

“Sir, please save my father. Delia will be willing to serve you to repay your kindness. This I swear in the name of the God of Light!”

“You’re quite the filial one.”

Ling Jiu nodded. “Lead the way.”

“Thank you, sir!”

Delia was overjoyed. She would not doubt Ling Jiu’s words at all.

First was the gap of strength between the two that Ling Jiu had no reason to deceive her.

Secondly, Ling Jiu was a Sacred proper, was there something a Sacred could not do?”

Under Delia’s lead, the group quickly exited the Meteorite Forest and came to the city of Mansfield by the edge of the forest.

Along the way, Ling Jiu also learned about Delia’s identity.

Her father was the lord of Mansfield, which was located in the Empire of Light. However, it lay on the imperial border and was a small border city.

According to Delia, her family had a long history.

They were originally a renowned Nine-tailed clan, with many Nine-tailed family warriors born to the clan. Yet, with the passing of time, the Nine-tailed bloodline withered, and no more Nine-tailed warriors were born.

Then, the clan gradually declined as a result, and finally ended up at the border of the Empire of Light, trapped inside the small city of Mansfield.

After a day’s travel, they soon arrived at Mansfield.

The size of the city here was not comparable to Earth. If one was generous, it was a city, if one was not, it was a border town. The city stood a few feet high as it was built on the half-mountain.

After entering Mansfield and coming to the lord’s manor, Ling Jiu saw the city’s lord who had been in a coma for nearly a month.

Armando Mansfield.

Amandar’s face was sallow, and his brows were furrowed. There was black air at the center of his brows, lingering and refusing to disperse.

“Sir, please save my father!”

Delia once again knelt before Ling Jiu and sobbed.

“Get up.”

Leoux waved his hand and said, “Leoux, it’s up to you now.”

“This person’s soul is badly wounded. It should’ve caused by a spiritual attack like a curse, but this is trivial,” Leoux casually said.

Vlack light shot out of Ling Jiu’s hand and wrapped around the terminally ill Armando.

As the black light entered his body, the black air on Amandar’s face was like snow meeting warm water, and gradually dissipated before disappearing altogether.

Armando’s even face gradually turned redder, almost like a normal person.

“Alright, the curse has been lifted, and I’ve also mended his damaged soul, and returning it to its peak.” Leoux smiled.

“Thanks!”

Ling Jiu said.

“Moreover, I also found a very interesting thing!”

Leoux said, “I told you before, there is a strange life fluctuation in Delia, right?”

“Yeah!”

Ling Jiu nodded: “What’s about it?”

“This person named Amandar also has that strange life fluctuation, and it’s even more intense than Delia’s.”

Leoux added, “Now I’m more and more certain that that life exists, or had appeared on this planet before!”

“What sort of life are you talking about?”

Ling Jiu got even more curious.

“A secret!”

Leoux played coy again.

“Blah.”

Ling Jiu snorted softly and was a little dissatisfied with Leoux playing coy.

At this moment, Amandar woke up, upon seeing this Delia pounced at him excitedly before breaking into tears.

The times when her father was unconscious had given this young woman unimaginable stress. She had to calm the people down, and also dance around with the ambitious major houses in the city. This left her exhausted, and now that her father had woken up, the storm had finally cleared.

“My girl, don’t cry.”

Armando patted his daughter’s shoulder, and Delia calmed down as he laughing apologetically at Ling Jiu. “Sir, that must have been awkward to witness.”

“Eh, human nature.”

Ling Jiu waved his hand.

“Father, let me introduce you,” Delia hurriedly said.

“This is the person who saved you.”

…

In order to express his gratitude for Ling Jiu’s life-saving grace and show that the lord of the city was fully healed, the lord’s manor held a banquet and invited many of the city’s prominent figures.

There were high-level dignitaries there, and also the patriarchs of the major families.

As a Sacred, Ling Jiu naturally took the main seat, accepting Armando’s gratitude and toasts from the many prominent people.

“Lord Priest Kells is here.”

“Patriarch Holdan is here.”

At this moment, two loud voices sounded as a middle-aged fat man with a pot-belly, and an old man in a priest’s robe walked in.

Lord Armando hurriedly greeted them. “Welcome Priest Kells, and Patriarch Holdan. For you to come from afar, please let me extend my apologies.”

“Hahaha, the city’s lord recovery is a happy event of Mansfield, it is only right that we come to congratulate you.”

The pot-bellied Patriarch Holdan smiled.

“My lord, congratulations on your recovery.”

Priest Kells said with a smile.

“It is all the God of Light’s blessing.”

Armando smiled and motioned for the two to take their seats. The two came before Ling Jiu as Patriarch Holdan pointed at Ling Jiu. “My lord, is this the Sacred that had healed you?”

“Yes!”

Amandar nodded slightly.

“Ah, a Sacred, I need to pay my respects then.”

Patriarch Holdan bowed a little in Ling Jiu’s direction. “Thank you, sir, for saving milord. Mansfield is forever grateful.”

“You’re welcome.”

Ling Jiu took a sip of wine.

“Sir, forgive me for my poor eyes, but I didn’t recognize you. Can you tell me your name, so I may remember it?” Patriarch Holdan suddenly said.

“You want to know my name?”

Ling Jiu glanced at him and shook his head. “You, are not worthy.”

Patriarch Holdan’s eyelids twitched, but he was wary of making a scene due to the presence of a Sacred.

At this moment, Priest Kells suddenly said, “All of the Sacreds of Auguland are renowned existences, and I know every one of them. So why have I not seen you before, sir?”

“You mean to say, I’m a fake?” Ling Jiu cocked an eyebrow and smirked.

Hearing this, Delia’s expression changed a little, and just as she was about to interject, she heard Patriarch Holdan speak with a fake smile.

“Which of the Sacreds are not high and mighty existences, why would one come to the border town of the empire?

“Moreover, there are plenty of cheating and swindling wandering magicians these days…”