Chapter 101: Stirring Up Trouble
“Which fellow cultivator is undergoing the tribulation?”
This was no longer a joke to be taken lightly in these times—it was something that truly happened.
Chen Jin directly posted this message in the cultivation chat group.
12:43
Among the misty mountains: Which fellow cultivator is undergoing the tribulation? [Image: Five Thunderbolts Striking]
Little Dragon of the East Sea: I have diligently cultivated for thirty thousand years, just emerging from the sea of chaos, only to find the laws of this world so strict that the thunder tribulation descends. What can I do but come back another day? However...
[Several lines of blank space]
Is there any fellow cultivator who can lend me ten thousand coins for the journey home? I am willing to teach my secret of the Nine Transforms of the Chaotic Taiji.
Six Intentions: ...
Nine Transform Golden Elixir: A joke from five hundred years ago...
Little Dragon of the East Sea: Wasn’t it from thirty thousand years ago? [Expression: puzzled]
...
Chen Jin, by tossing out this bait, drew quite a few people out. There were plenty of interesting characters in the group, but mostly just idle chatter—these folks weren’t serious about cultivation, always chatting away. Especially that Little Dragon of the East Sea; perhaps he really was from the East Sea, as he was the most talkative.
The thunder in the sky lasted about five minutes before dissipating with the wind and clouds. The sky turned bright blue again, without a drop of rain falling.
So without much thought, Chen Jin guessed that another ancient cultivation practitioner had broken through to the Stabilized Spirit Realm.
Xiahu County was truly a land of outstanding talent; this must be the second person to reach the Stabilized Spirit Realm here.
Though Chen Jin was curious about the fellow undergoing the tribulation, he wouldn’t rush over. Such a grand display would surely attract the attention of the Cultivation Association, or the group’s leader would reach out and invite him to join.
In any case, those who could undergo the tribulation nowadays were all exceptional talents—after all, they had already contended with Heaven itself. If those weren’t talents, then who could be? (Seems quite reasonable.)
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Having eaten and witnessed the excitement, Chen Jin returned to the shop with his staff.
The New Year was just days away, so the street remained lively. Stalls lined the sidewalks selling all kinds of items: New Year prints blessed by the Taoist Masters of Dragon and Tiger Mountain (had Taoists started doing monks’ work?), prayer bead necklaces consecrated by Shaolin monks, soul-stabilizing incense to aid cultivation...
There was no shortage of goods, and the urban management officers would surely haul away a large number after a round here.
Chen Jin’s specialty store was bustling with customers, all willing to spend lavishly. Especially the feng shui furniture; Chen Jin had even commissioned the company’s designers to create detailed placement guides for various floor plans. If a customer’s layout wasn’t covered, they could invite a master to arrange the furniture according to feng shui principles. In short... to make money, Chen Jin had no shame left to lose.
Late at night, after closing.
In this season, night falls earlier in the south, so closing time came sooner than in summer.
Chen Jin was working the night shift, so he didn’t go home. Instead, he took two other staff members on night duty to enjoy a grilled fish meal before returning to the store.
Upon arriving back at the shop, he saw several people standing at the entrance.
Among them was a familiar face—Zhuang Yue.
“Mr. Chen, good evening,” Zhuang Yue greeted first.
“Ah, Miss Zhuang... good evening,” Chen Jin hesitated over how to address her, then settled on “Miss.”
“We have some matters we’d like you to understand, Mr. Chen. May I ask if you have time now?” Zhuang Yue asked kindly.
“Sure, no problem. Let’s go to the Yue Lai Restaurant... they have private rooms,” Chen Jin replied, pointing to a nearby eatery.
“Good,” Zhuang Yue and her companions agreed.
After briefing his two employees, Chen Jin led them to a private room at Yue Lai Restaurant.
“Mr. Chen, about the Five Elements Pill you mentioned this morning, we’ve done some research. We found some information but it’s incomplete. Could you explain it to us further?” Zhuang Yue brought up the topic directly after ordering, showing no intention to waste time.
This woman was truly efficient.
“My knowledge of the Five Elements Pill is limited. I only read about it in an ancient text. I said all I knew this morning—nothing was omitted. I wonder if the association’s records differ greatly from what I shared?” Chen Jin replied helplessly. He didn’t know much since he had never practiced the Five Elements Pill and couldn’t be certain of its true characteristics.
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“The information you provided is much more complete than ours. We just lack details about other features of the Five Elements Pill, which makes capturing that heretical cultivator quite difficult,” Zhuang Yue said, frowning.
Chen Jin was genuinely at a loss—he was fortunate to know anything about the Five Elements Pill. He couldn’t just invent details on the spot.
“How is the investigation progressing?” Chen Jin then asked.
“Sigh, currently there are no leads. According to materials shared by the Lucheng Police, the unknown person you spoke with was extremely cautious. No fingerprints except those of the deceased were found on that phone. And the fellow passengers in that high-speed train carriage... have also started dying...” Zhuang Yue sighed.
“What? More people have died?” Chen Jin looked at her in disbelief.
“Hao Wenjia was not the first. The train from Lin’an City to Lucheng City passes seventeen stations, with 345 passengers in that carriage. As of five o’clock today, including Hao Wenjia, five people have died. All were gutted, with their internal organs removed,” Zhuang Yue explained slowly.
“???” Chen Jin was utterly shocked.
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