Chapter 383 - Spirit Puppet (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

“My apologies, everyone. I could not protect you all and let that fiend take someone. I am ashamed!” Zhuo Fan gasped and said in a heartbroken tone, watching them with a painful look.

Li Jingtian next to him felt his face jump around from all the twitching.

[For the sake of Luo clan’s future, Steward Zhuo has curbed his mean streak to win their hearts. Or that black captain would never have gotten away even with a hostage.]

Yun clan bowed in gratitude, “Steward Zhuo, please, you don’t have to say it. If not for you, all of Yun clan would’ve ended in misfortune. You have no reason to feel remorse. It should be us thanking you instead. But what we don’t understand is what could’ve happened for us, who look after the people, to incur such a disaster?”

The Yun clan shook their heads.

Zhuo Fan hid a snicker, bearing only his laments, “The world is fraught with evil. Even if you are innocent, the tallest tree always gets the wind! Yun clan is a special clan that everyone has their eyes on. Now more than ever, with the imperial capital saturated with scums of society, many clans are coveting the Yun clan.”

Startled, the Yun clan reflected on these words, then sighed with remorse.

They knew now that it was their bloodline that had brought this calamity. Who didn’t want to proclaim themselves king, who didn’t want to see fate, to act by the heaven’s will?

But they had the imperial family’s protection over the last millenium to curb these thoughts.

And when all the top dogs gathered in the imperial capital, they could feel the noose tightening on their throats. It started with Clan Head Yun Xuanji, a show of the culprit’s cruelty and savagery.

They did not know who did it, but one thing was clear. Staying put would’ve been obliteration!

Clueless as they were, the herald of their calamity was the one in front of them, the demon turned savior, Steward Zhuo.

Yun Xuanji ended up dead because he had forsaken his neutral ground and exceeded his standing. It had nothing to do with the rest of the clan.

It was actually Zhuo Fan who incited fear in them, coercing them to flee into his asylum.

Yun clan was made up of simple people, who were not sharp enough to guess Zhuo Fan’s multi-layered machinations. So seeing that Yun Xuanji trusted him, they did the same and fled.

But who was the Yun clan? They literally birthed the High Priest every generation. They guided the development of the nation and its policies.

And now that they had run away with Zhuo Fan, who the hell would answer all those riddles and conundrums? Zhuo Fan had just stolen their baby, from right under their nose!

Hence, as a result, black shadows rained from the sky. All they wanted to do was to guide the sheep back in their pen.

But with how their savage act worked only to stoke the dread in Yun clan and Zhuo Fan’s timely arrival had saved their future, it only pushed Yun clan closer to the Luo clan.

Snickering in his mind, Zhuo Fan put on a particularly heavy look, “People, be at ease. As long as Luo clan stands, for the sake of my friendship with sir Yun Xuanji, I will definitely take you to the safety of Windgaze City. That is where you will never have to worry again!”

“Thank you, Steward Zhuo, for saving us and for everything. We will never forget this!” The Yun clan bowed deeply.

Zhuo Fan waved them off, his grin growing so much that it threatened to split his skull, “Please, you don’t have to do that. You can trust in my clan. My only wish is that you remain in our domain, ha-ha-ha…”

Through promises, vague threats and nudges, Yun clan had become his die hard lackey. As if the only one in the whole wide world to save them from doom would ever be Luo clan.

However, among those who wanted the Yun clan for themselves, Zhuo Fan was the first to act, stealing them from the imperial family’s jaws.

After a few more pleasantries, Zhuo Fan took out a vial of recovery pills for the elders. It took them six hours to stabilize their wounds.

Zhuo Fan was in no rush to return. He’d only leave when the elders were at least in their peak state.

“Steward Zhuo, I heard you call them spirit puppets. What are they?” Li Jingtian inquired.

Zhuo Fan derided, “A bunch of sorry-ass, lame-ass losers. No one would willingly become a spirit puppet unless forced into a corner!”

The power couple frowned, looking at him all serious.

“We all know that only by reaching the Ethereal Stage can one’s mind and soul fuse, allowing them to shed their bodies. Even if the body crumbles, you can just possess another.”

The three nodded.

“However, what do you think will happen if the body dies before reaching the Ethereal Stage and the soul lingers? Will it still survive” Zhuo Fan said.

The three shook their heads.