Chapter 894: Former Legends of Zhonghai

Chapter 894: Chapter 894: Former Legends of Zhonghai

Kong Lingwen tightly hugged Yang Cheng, tears shimmering in her beautiful eyes, her voice choked with emotion, "Do you know how worried I’ve been about you? Every day you say on the phone that everything’s fine, but seeing all the chaos in Linzhou in the news, I feared something might happen to you."

"Silly girl, what could possibly happen to me? Your man here is indestructible."

Yang Cheng chuckled as he ruffled her hair, his tone light, but his complexion was a bit pale.

"Sis, Brother Cen finally came back, don’t choke him to death."

Kong Lingchuan came out of the house, teasing with a smile.

"Shut up! Don’t say anything about death, those are bad omens."

Kong Lingwen shot him a glare but still loosened her grip, pulling Yang Cheng into the living room.

"Brother Cen!"

Gao Peng also rushed over, looking excited, "You finally came back; you wouldn’t believe how much the Kong Family’s stock price has risen these days!"

"Really? Then we must celebrate properly."

Yang Cheng smiled and greeted everyone.

Elder Kong was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and upon seeing Yang Cheng enter, he immediately waved cheerfully.

"Xiaochen is back! Sit, sit, Wen Xu, go brew my treasured tea!"

Yang Cheng quickly went over and sat by the old man’s side.

Elder Kong looked at him with admiration; now, when he drank tea with his friends, eight out of ten sentences would be praises for Yang Cheng, and his friends all envied him for having such an outstanding grandson-in-law.

"Xiaochen, you don’t look so good. Are you too tired?"

"It’s nothing, Grandpa, just a bit tired from traveling."

Yang Cheng sat on the sofa, took the water cup handed over by Kong Lingwen, and took a sip.

Beside him, Cheng Ruonan sensed something was wrong and sat next to Yang Cheng, reaching out to feel his pulse. A moment later, her expression changed, "Why is your True Qi so weak? Has your cultivation regressed?"

Yang Cheng knew he couldn’t hide it from her, sighed, "There’s a little problem. I got hit by Yin Wujiang’s Blood Soul Curse previously. Because my cultivation suddenly increased, the Blood Soul Curse also strengthened and started devouring my True Qi and vital essence."

"Blood Soul Curse?"

Kong Lingwen’s expression changed drastically, "What is that? Is it serious?"

"Don’t worry, I’ve already found a way to break it; it just requires two herbs, one is the Earth Core Fire from the Land of Extreme Yang, and the other is the Celestial Flower Stone Marrow."

Yang Cheng forced a lighthearted smile, not wanting everyone to worry about him.

"Earth Core Fire?"

Elder Kong frowned, "That herb you’re talking about, I think I’ve heard of it somewhere."

Yang Cheng’s eyes lit up, "Grandpa, do you know where it is?"

Elder Kong pondered for a moment before speaking slowly, "I know that the Earth Core Fire isn’t actually fire; it’s a herb that grows in the Land of Extreme Yang and got its name because it looks like flames. Many years ago, I knew someone who seemed to have collected a plant of Earth Core Fire."

"Grandpa, where is that person? Hurry up and tell us!"

Kong Lingwen urged anxiously.

In her eyes, Yang Cheng would always recover quickly even when injured, but this time he clearly seemed particularly weak, causing her heart to tighten.

Elder Kong shook his head and sighed, "That was many years ago. I wasn’t very close with him; we only met a few times at a banquet and talked briefly. Later, we lost contact, and after so many years, I don’t even know if he’s still around."

The light in Yang Cheng’s eyes dimmed slightly, but he didn’t give up, "Do you still remember his name?"

"His surname is Cui, Cui Boyong, a strange old man with a quirky personality."

Elder Kong recalled, "Back then, he was quite a prominent figure in Zhonghai, collecting many rare treasures, and the Earth Core Fire was one of his collections. Later, for some unknown reason, he suddenly disappeared, and no one knows where he went."

"Cui Boyong."

Yang Cheng murmured the name, etching it firmly in his mind.

"I think I might have kept an address from those days, but after so many years, I’m not sure if he still lives there."

Elder Kong stood up, walked to the study, and after searching for a while, he pulled out a yellowed piece of paper and handed it to Yang Cheng, "This is the address. You can try your luck, but that old man has a strange temperament and usually doesn’t see guests, especially those seeking favors. Whether you can meet him or get the Earth Core Fire depends on your abilities."

Yang Cheng took the paper, which bore an address with somewhat faded handwriting that was still decipherable.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

He carefully kept the paper, a spark of hope igniting in his heart.

"Xiaochen, your health really isn’t good. I’ll send someone to help you look for it, you should rest at home."

Elder Kong looked at his pale face, his eyes full of worry.

"It’s okay, Grandpa. I can hold on for a while, besides, going myself shows more sincerity."

Yang Cheng said with a smile, feeling a surge of warmth inside.

With so many people caring for him, how could he bear to die? Moreover, his father still hadn’t been saved, he must live.

Feng Jiuge furrowed her brows tightly; she knew the situation was far from as simple as he said.

The Blood Soul Curse’s devouring speed was accelerating, and the seal could last a maximum of seven days; even with repeated reinforcement, it wouldn’t last more than a month.

She sat nearby, her brows tightly knitted, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

Cheng Ruonan noticed her unease, leaned over, and asked in a low voice, "Is Yang Cheng’s situation... very serious?"

Feng Jiuge glanced at Yang Cheng, seeing him chatting with Elder Kong, and then whispered, "The Blood Soul Curse’s devouring speed is very fast; his cultivation has already regressed. If we can’t find the Earth Core Fire and Celestial Flower Stone Marrow soon, he has at most a month."

She didn’t continue, but Cheng Ruonan understood, her face turning pale instantly.

"What should we do then?"

Feng Jiuge sighed, "We’ve already inquired about the possible whereabouts of these two herbs on the black market. For the next month, we’ll have to be out looking for them."

After a brief chat, the servants had prepared the meal, and everyone went to the dining room together.

Yang Cheng had a good appetite, eating two big bowls of rice and drinking several bowls of soup. Though he ate heartily, it didn’t feel unpleasant to watch.

Elder Kong watched him eat with delight, continually serving him food with a big smile on his face.

"Eat more to replenish your body."

Yang Cheng accepted the food without refusal, also serving Kong Lingwen some dishes.

"You eat more too, you’ve gotten thin."

Kong Lingwen glared at him, yet couldn’t help but slightly curl her lips upward.

Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue, sitting across, watched the loving interactions between the two, and shook their heads with a hint of helplessness.

After the meal, Yang Cheng chatted with Elder Kong for a while before going upstairs to his room.

Kong Lingwen followed him, and as soon as they entered, she threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Yang Cheng, I missed you so much."

"I missed you too."

Yang Cheng bent down and kissed the top of her head, his large hand stroking her slender waist, his breathing becoming rapid.