Chapter 161: No One Can Face Death, You Are No Exception

    “Alright, you first memorize these mantras and mental methods, then I’ll take you to improve your cultivation.” Jiang Che gently took the little girl out of his embrace and said with a smile. Now was clearly not the time to be sentimental.

    “Okay.” Jiang Yun’er nodded her small head vigorously, picked up the Star Devouring Technique, and started reading, her eyes very focused, silently reciting the mental methods in her heart.

    Jiang Che walked to the window, opened it, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked, not disturbing Jiang Yun’er.

    “Big brother, I’ve memorized everything. We can go now.” In no time, Jiang Yun’er walked over to Jiang Che with a smile, stretching out her tender white hand to hold Jiang Che’s arm.

    “So fast?” Jiang Che looked at Jiang Yun’er in surprise, not expecting that the little girl had such a photographic memory.

    After all, although the mental methods seemed simple, they were not easy to fully memorize. He hadn’t even finished smoking his cigarette, and she had already remembered everything.

    “I only memorized some basic mental methods.” Jiang Yun’er shook her head and said. Although she had a good memory, it wasn’t that fast to memorize the entire technique’s mental methods.

    She just remembered the most basic parts, just knowing how to absorb others’ internal energy was enough.

    “Then let’s go...” Jiang Che extinguished the cigarette in his hand, held Jiang Yun’er’s soft hand, and went out the door.

    After greeting Jiang Yun’er’s parents, they both left and got into Jiang Che’s Maserati.

    “Sigh, the little cabbage we’ve raised for nineteen years has just been taken away...” Jiang Tongji looked at the backs of the two leaving, sighing continuously, his expression extremely complicated.

    Although he knew that his daughter being with Jiang Che was considered a good match, he still felt a bit uncomfortable. This kind of feeling could only be understood by those who had been fathers.

    “This is your karma!” Jiang Yun’er’s mother glared at Jiang Tongji, knowing exactly what her husband was thinking.

    She didn’t feel any aversion; after all, which of those from large families weren’t like this?

    “Hehe...” Hearing his wife’s words, Jiang Tongji’s old face turned red, his expression somewhat embarrassed. He didn’t dare to argue and directly got up, leaving the living room and heading to the study.

    Moreover, he was happy to see Jiang Che like this. After all, Jiang Che was the only heir of the Jiang family, and the family needed Jiang Che to continue the bloodline...

    ...

    After Fu Bo took Jiang Yun’er away, Jiang Che had a bodyguard bring a basin of cold water and poured it over Chu Tian. After all, simply killing Chu Tian would be too easy for him.

    “Cough, cough...” Chu Tian coughed violently and then slowly opened his eyes.

    He struggled to get up from the chair but realized that he had no internal energy left in his body, which left him stunned.

    Damn, where was his internal energy?

    He clearly remembered that before he lost consciousness, his cultivation was sealed, but he could still feel his internal energy.

    Now, after being unconscious for a while, his internal energy had completely disappeared?

    Looking at Jiang Che’s mocking smile, Chu Tian’s face turned gloomy, knowing without a doubt that this guy had taken his internal energy.

    “It was you! You bastard!” Cutting off someone’s future was like killing their parents. Jiang Che’s actions had undoubtedly destroyed his future, making him extremely furious.

    This was worse than killing him. Even if he survived today, he would be just an ordinary person, which was meaningless.

    “If you hadn’t come here to court death last night, you might have lived a few more days.” Jiang Che smiled cruelly, picked up the loaded handgun again, and pressed it against Chu Tian’s forehead.

    “No... Please, spare me...” Chu Tian looked at Jiang Che with terrified eyes, cold sweat continuously dripping from his forehead.

    He had thought he had come to terms with life and death, but facing death for real, he couldn’t remain calm.

    Jiang Che didn’t respond to Chu Tian’s plea, answering with three bullets instead. With the sound of three gunshots, Chu Tian’s head tilted, and he was dead.

    “Ding, the host has killed the Son of Luck, Chu Tian. Reward: Mystery Box ×1.”