Chapter 589 587: I Definitely Will

"Young Master, we've arrived at Hanwu City."

Mr. Qiu Shui supported Jiang Chen, helping him stand in mid-air to look down at Hanwu City below.

Beside Jiang Chen were Mr. Qiu Shui, Murong Xiangming, Xiao Jun, Mr. Jiao, Zhan Yang, Niu Tuo, Lu Beifeng, and JinLing.

The weakest among them, JinLing, had reached Martial Master Ninth Heaven and was on the verge of a breakthrough.

The rest were all Martial King Experts or stronger.

Such strength was more than enough to sweep through Hanwu City.

Jiang Chen was very weak as he gazed down at the familiar sight of Hanwu City.

He sighed with emotion. "Hanwu City, I, Jiang Chen, have returned."

This was a return to his homeland, but it was no glorious homecoming.

Returning in such a pathetic state was deeply humiliating for him.

But his current situation left no room for such thoughts. He had to come back.

Hearing the gasps of alarm from the crowd below, Jiang Chen felt a bitter pang.

WHOOSH!

A figure flew out from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

It was the Pavilion Master of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion, Master Tian Mu.

"Miss, you've returned."

Master Tian Mu, who had a Martial King's Cultivation, appeared beside Murong Xiangming.

He greeted her hurriedly.

Murong Xiangming nodded. "Master Tian Mu, thank you for your hard work."

Master Tian Mu shook his head.

He asked, "Miss, do you have any orders for me this time?"

He was very respectful toward Murong Xiangming. He could now sense that her Cultivation was unfathomably deep, which shocked him. 'How long has it been since she left?'

Murong Xiangming glanced at Jiang Chen.

Master Tian Mu also turned to look at Jiang Chen.

His expression changed drastically.

He exclaimed, "Young Master Jiang Chen, you... how did you...?"

He couldn't believe that Jiang Chen was so weak, with black smoke rising from his head.

"Master."

A figure flew out from the City Lord's Mansion.

It was Cyan Silkworm, who was controlling City Lord Wen Quan.

Cyan Silkworm was mentally linked to Jiang Chen and had long known of his condition.

Jiang Chen nodded.

"How is the Jiang Family?"

Cyan Silkworm gave a bitter smile.

Its expression was grave.

"Master, don't ask. You should go see for yourself."

The sight of so many Martial King Experts sent a wave of shock through the people of Hanwu City.

After all, these were all Martial King Experts.

Then, Jiang Chen had everyone descend toward the Jiang Family estate.

"Father, Mother, I'm back."

Jiang Chen looked at the familiar Jiang Family estate, filled with emotion.

However, as he entered the estate, he sensed that the Jiang Family grounds were strangely deserted.

There were only a few scattered clan members, and none of them were of the Jiang Family's bloodline.

"Ah, Young Master! The Young Master is back!"

"Young Master, it's terrible! Something terrible has happened!"

Someone cried out in alarm upon seeing Jiang Chen's return.

What followed was a piece of earth-shattering news.

"Everyone in the Jiang Family, all of our blood relatives, they've all been vomiting blood!"

"Now they're all powerless, with black smoke rising from their heads. They're lying weakly in bed, on the brink of death. The entire clan... no one was spared."

BOOM!

A jolt went through Jiang Chen's entire body, and he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

He couldn't believe it. The Jiang Family... the Jiang Family had also been cursed.

His face fell.

"Quick, take me to see my father and mother."

Mr. Qiu Shui and the others brought Jiang Chen to his parents' courtyard.

Elder Qi and Liang Yiyi, having heard the commotion, rushed out to greet them.

"Young Master! Young Master, you're back!"

Elder Qi was very respectful toward Jiang Chen, but his expression was also tinged with bitterness.

Tears were already streaming down Liang Yiyi's face.

Seeing Jiang Chen was like seeing a glimmer of hope.

But when they saw Jiang Chen's condition, their expressions changed drastically.

The black smoke rising from his head was just as thick as any other clan member's.

Jiang Chen had no time for pleasantries. He had Mr. Qiu Shui help him to his parents' bedside.

"Father, Mother, I'm back."

His heart was filled with grief, indignation, and pain.

Though he had been reborn, he was still connected to these parents by blood and karma. The frail people before him were his mother and father.

And now, just like him, his parents were cursed.

"Chen'er, Chen'er."

The couple, Jiang Han and Xiao Yun, were overjoyed to see Jiang Chen return.

However, when they saw the black smoke rising from his head as well, they were both plunged into agony.

"Chen'er, what's happening?"

"How did this happen to you, too?"

They panicked. It seemed the heavens intended to leave no one from the Jiang Family alive.

This was an attempt to annihilate the entire Jiang Family.

Jiang Chen felt he had failed his parents. It was because of him that they were suffering.

"Father, Mother, this is a curse."

"Someone has cursed our Jiang Family."

The sight of his parents' weakness was heartbreaking for Jiang Chen.

He was filled with boundless hatred for Mr. Gu.

Only then did Jiang Han and Xiao Yun realize they had been cursed.

They both sighed in despair.

Mr. Qiu Shui quickly reminded him, "Young Master, we shouldn't linger. We must find a way to break the curse as soon as possible."

Jiang Chen had originally returned to make arrangements for the Jiang Family, but now he found that all of them had been cursed.

There was no longer any need for arrangements.

His body trembled slightly.

He said to his parents, "Father, Mother, don't worry. I will find a way to break this curse."

"I will."

Then, with everyone's support, Jiang Chen returned to his own courtyard.

He hadn't been back in a long time.

But this homecoming brought only pain.

"Young Master, is there anything I can do to help?"

Tears streamed down Liang Yiyi's face.

She was Jiang Chen's Maid, and she had long ago entrusted her life to him.

Seeing Jiang Chen in this state, she was heartbroken.

It was as if she herself were the one being tormented.

Jiang Chen said to the group, "Yiyi will stay. The rest of you may leave for a moment."

"I need to think of a way."

'As for breaking the curse, the others know nothing about curses. They're powerless to help. Right now, the only one who can save me and the entire Jiang Family is myself.'

Mr. Qiu Shui and the others all left the room.

Leaving Jiang Chen and Liang Yiyi alone.

"Miss Murong, does your Treasure Elephant Pavilion truly have no solution at all?"

Mr. Qiu Shui asked, unable to accept it.

He didn't want to see Jiang Chen actually die.

After all, he had only just chosen to follow Jiang Chen.

Murong Xiangming looked grief-stricken.

She shook her head repeatedly. "If the Treasure Elephant Pavilion had a solution, I would have saved Jiang Chen long ago."

"I care more about whether he lives or dies than any of you."

Right now, she was completely helpless.

She had even asked the Treasure Elephant Pavilion to seek help from their superiors, but there had been no response yet.

With a sigh, Mr. Qiu Shui said, "I believe the Young Master is a blessed person. He will overcome this crisis."

Only JinLing was consumed by guilt.

"This is all my fault."

Murong Xiangming snapped, "Shut your mouth."

She was furious.

'If it weren't for this woman, how could Jiang Chen have ended up like this?'

No one tried to make excuses for JinLing. Even Zhan Yang and the others just sighed.

Tears streamed down JinLing's face.

They were tears of agony.

「Inside the room.」

"Young Master, is there a way?"

Liang Yiyi asked, crying with anxiety.

Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on the floor and said quietly, "Let me think."

'Blindly searching for a solution is useless. First, I have to find the cause. Only then can I find the cure.'

He knew a little about curses, at least.

But he was completely unsure what kind of curse he was afflicted with.

'He used my blood to curse the entire Jiang Family.'

'This kind of curse is incredibly vicious.'

'It's very similar to a Blood Curse, but it also resembles a Black Curse, and it has traits of a Soul Curse as well.'

'Damn it, which curse is it?'

Although Jiang Chen had narrowed it down to a few possibilities, the methods of cursing were endlessly varied, making it impossible for him to be certain.