1050 Meeting With The Wang Family (1/2)

Wang Siyuan has not much time to live due to his recurring disease?

Meng Qi was surprised by this news. Dharmakaya would be truly immortal as they had gone through the Heavenly Stairs, one step closer to being a Real God. Any illnesses should have recovered by now. Wang Siyuan was unwell because the backwash effect of the Heavenly Way got back to him. According to the norm, he would not lose control before the deadline of the fiftieth as long as he was not seeking death.

Moreover, Wang Siyuan's talent outshined every ancestor of the Wang Family who achieved Dharmakaya and was comparable to the Sage of Arithmetic in his younger days. The hidden danger from the Devil Buddha was also removed. There was plenty of time until his deadline. With his profound accumulation, he should have a bright future; and his breakthrough was highly anticipated. How come there was a sudden recurrence?

Surprised by this, Meng Qi first thought was that Wang Siyuan was setting a trap. However, he could not determine what was the conspiracy and who was it against as there was too little information.

Of course, it was also possible that Wang Siyuan did something secretly which backfired on him.

Meng Qi nodded in contemplation, and said to Ruan Shuyu, ”Grand Wang Prince was kind to me by enlightening me with his knowledge. I must get to Guangling to find out more about it.”

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Walking into the ancestral home of the Wang Family from Jiangdong, Meng Qi sensed the trace of time and also the sedimented history. Spots around the house reflected the indestructible heritage of the Wang family.

”Please come with me, Teacher Su,” a sweet looking handmaiden with round face led Meng Qi across the courtyard into Wang Siyuan's room.

Similar to other aristocrats, the floor was covered with a thick western carpet. Even someone with poor kungfu could walk on it without making a sound. Works of calligraphy and paintings by the ancestors of the Wang Family occupied the wall. Windows were tightly shut and fumes swirled up, the bronze furnace releasing soothing light fragrance of sandalwood. However, the room was permeating with signs of illness. The heavens and earth were affected as a consequence of the strong person losing control over himself.

Removing the folding screen, a black wooden bed appeared in front of Meng Qi. The handmaiden helped Wang Siyuan up, leaning his back against the pillow. With the delicate appearance and him being thinned to the bones, it seemed likely that a gust of wind might blow him apart.

”Cough, cough, cough,” Wang Siyuan coughed violently as if his organs were going to be coughed out. It took a long time for him to ease it, ”There is no need for you to visit me. I am already a dead man.”

Meng Qi chuckled, ”This is not the Grand Wang Prince that I used to know.”

”How is the, cough, Grand Wang Prince you knew?” Wang Siyuan looked toward him. There was a slight divergence in his pupils, and his gaze was dull and lifeless. He seemed like an ordinary patient awaiting his death.

Meng Qi held his smile and said, ”The Great Wang Prince that I knew would not give up and wait for his death quietly. Instead, he would risk his life setting a life and death stratagem.”

Wang Siyuan struggled in raising the corner of his mouth, ”What kind of stratagem do you think I am going to set?”

”If I can guess your plan with these pieces of information, then you are not deemed to be called the Life Master,” said Meng Qi stopping in front of the folding screen.

Wang Siyuan drew a deep breath and said, ”Even if I am having a plan, it is still a failure since you guys have already known about it. Previously, all those mighty people also died without resisting. This is our destiny.”

For a while, he spoke so fluently that Meng Qi suspected it was the dying flash.

He continued with a faint smile, ”Am I supposed to thank you for educating me on the family motto?”

”You?” Meng Qi was taken aback. How did trickster Wang known about his return to the Middle Ages!?

Which Dharmakaya told him or did the Sage of Arithmetic leave something behind?

Once again, Wang Siyuan was overcome by a terrible fit of coughing. He even coughed up blood which he spat into a bronze vessel. At ease, he said, ”How can I not know Su Meng, the well-known Sword Sage? My ancestors admiration toward Master Su can be known through their story of the Jade Emperor Mountain. Now I, now I understand the relation.”

He spoke regardless of the handmaiden next to him, convinced that information would not leak.

Meng Qi could only laugh it off.

Wang Siyuan did not dwell on this issue. He shut his eyes wearily and said, ”Gu Erduo was dead? The Scorpio Axe did not rescue him?”

”He is indeed a dead man. The Scorpio Axe fled in terror,” Meng Qi briefly answered.