History Has Fallen Ill

Chapter 56: Jiang Yan: Pass down my order—lock down Divine Sakura Bio!

“Mister Jiang is erudite. The Zhi People Grass in my possession was acquired from the black market. It’s said to have mutated after blood was spilled during the Zhi People’s panicked flight, containing the essence of plants.

Ordinary people who consume it can prolong their life by two years. For the Transcendent Stage, it grants an extra 3 to 4 months of lifespan. It has no effect on those at the Ancient Talisman Level.”

At this point, Gong Yuntao let out a bitter laugh. “It was originally something I used to attract Foundation Establishment guest retainers. But now, as long as I can get my grandson back, it would still be a great good.”

“Please, save my son!” the young woman sobbed.

Her husband beside her sighed, his face full of guilt. “It’s all my fault. If only I had kept a better eye on Pengpeng…”

Jiang Yan didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he looked at the Transcendent practitioners standing behind Gong Yuntao and asked, “These few—are they your guest retainers?”

“No. I was anxious, so I issued a reward notice. These are some kind-hearted cultivators willing to lend a hand. They can cooperate,” Gong Yuntao explained.

Jiang Yan gave him a long look and said indifferently, “Have them go back. There isn’t enough Zhi People Grass to share among this many. I alone am enough for this task.”

“Arrogant. Boss Gong, don’t be fooled by the official badge. Most young people today are all talk, no substance,”

Among the History Walkers behind, a sturdy man crossed his arms and said coldly.

He had rushed here with great effort and spent half the day talking to persuade them.

Why should the official just show up, do nothing, and try to take credit with a single sentence?

At the very least, some face should be given—mutual flattery, Gong Yuntao offering some money, and then politely asking them to leave, no?

But as soon as he finished speaking, he met Jiang Yan’s gaze.

Calm. Indifferent. Like the depths of the ocean.

In that instant, he felt as if his heart was gripped by an invisible giant hand—tightening abruptly, so painfully that he couldn’t breathe.

The fear and helplessness in his heart were magnified infinitely in that moment, corroding his reason and instantly shattering his mental defenses. His entire body’s spiritual energy collapsed.

Thud!

Unable to bear it, the man dropped to his knees, his body drenched in sweat like he had just been fished out of water.

An invisible Heart Monkey arm slowly withdrew from within him.

Heart Monkey Technique—Witness the Truth!

He looked at Jiang Yan, his expression as if he had seen a ghost, trembling as he spoke:

“Foundation Establishment!”

He had thought this young-looking guy was just some Spirit Awakening Stage kid—but to think he was…

Foundation Establishment!

Though Foundation Establishment was only the second stage of the Transcendent, its spiritual nature was highly condensed—already capable of contending with thermal weapons.

Most ordinary History Walkers without a background or inheritance found it extremely difficult to cross this barrier.

Those who could reach the Law Seed Stage were already capable of founding a small faction, becoming local powerhouses.

Gong Yuntao, seeing this, flashed a hint of delight in his eyes.

The man snapped back to reality, fear washing over his expression. He quickly said:

“You represent the authorities—you can’t just kill wild History Walkers recklessly, or it’ll cause panic. Please, spare me like I’m nothing but a fart.”

When the veil of civilization is torn away, the law of the jungle becomes the only truth.

Jiang Yan slowly took a sip of tea, looked at the man’s Life Lamp, and asked, “Did you register with the Bureau of Historical Revision before?”

“N-no… not yet…” the middle-aged man stammered.

“Oh, then forget it.”

Jiang Yan’s voice rang out, causing the man to breathe a sigh of relief—though the joy hadn’t yet surfaced—

Countless Blood Threads surged forward, engulfing him and dragging him into a coffin for burial.

It happened so swiftly that no one could react, their backs going cold.

No wonder he said “forget it.”

After all—what’s there to argue with the dead?

Jiang Yan turned his head and said to Zhao Yinman, “Have the bureau investigate someone named Lou Ming. He was active in the northern part of Jiangnan Province, committed many crimes, and was known by the alias ‘Untouched by Mud.’ I executed him on the spot. Once confirmed, transfer the bounty to my account.”

This guy’s Life Lamp was shrouded in dark mist, bearing the fruit of countless evils, and he hadn’t registered with the Bureau of Historical Revision.

Killing him was as justified as it gets.

As expected, after a slight burn from the Ash Lamp, he confessed everything.

He was an old bandit who killed and robbed.

What’s more, I haven’t joined the Bureau of Historical Revision yet, so I must tread carefully.

Even after joining, I’d still need to be cautious—then what would have been the point?

Of course, the procedure still had to be followed.

Zhao Yinman gave a casual “oh” and began writing the report.

Jiang Yan glanced over out of curiosity and saw her writing: [Lou Ming resisted with malice and was killed while refusing arrest.]

His expression turned a bit odd.

Because just now, Lou Ming did struggle a bit—after all, who wouldn’t resist when facing death?

But it still… matched the facts.

This guy—he was made to be a historiographer!

“And as for you all…”

Jiang Yan then turned his gaze to the remaining Transcendent practitioners, who trembled in fear.

Even among them, there was one at the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet none dared to provoke such a young genius—it was too easy to become a stepping stone.

However,

Jiang Yan merely asked them the same question. After confirming no one was lying, he let them go.

Once everything was done.

Jiang Yan looked at Gong Yuntao and asked, “Do you have any item the child kept close to him?”

“Yes!”

Gong Yuntao was visibly excited, immediately signaling his daughter-in-law behind him with his eyes.

“This is something Pengpeng kept with him before he disappeared,” the young woman said, handing over a monster toy to Jiang Yan with a nervous look.

All their hopes now rested on this young man.

Jiang Yan took the toy. The reason he was confident in completing the task was that he could trace missing targets through causality and fortune.

Calamity Qi surged in his eyes, allowing him to see the threads of calamity spreading from the item.

He murmured in his heart, “My ears and eyes—search the entire city.”

The shadow beneath his feet twisted, transforming into numerous Shadow-Winged Serpents that silently took flight.

They followed the calamity threads tied to the toy and began to trace their origin.

Jiang Yan had expected a time-consuming and exhausting task, but unexpectedly…

The location was quickly locked in.

A building just a few hundred meters away—not far.

Its shape was square and upright, reflecting golden light under the sun like a golden seal, with a crimson orb on top as if it were holding up the sun.

The black-shadow soldiers were blocked by an invisible force and couldn’t land on the top floor.

It wouldn’t be hard to break through, but it would alert the enemy.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Jiang Yan pointed at the building and asked:

“What company is that?”

Gong Yuntao followed the direction, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

“That’s Divine Sakura Bio, a large multinational biological research institution. It’s an enterprise funded by White Sakura Island Country in Hangzhou. Rumor has it that it’s backed by a Transcendent force at the Ancient Talisman Level.”

Gong Yuntao wasn’t a fool. A bad premonition surfaced in his mind. “You mean…”

Jiang Yan said, “Your grandson is in there.”

“How can that be!?”

Gong Yuntao was stunned, his rage turning into hesitation.

His son beside him clenched his fists, opened his mouth but said nothing, and finally swallowed it back.

Gong Yuntao’s daughter-in-law turned pale. She also understood what Ancient Talisman meant and pleaded, “Dad, Pengpeng is the only descendant of our family. You must bring him back!”

“Let me think…”

Gong Yuntao waved his hand, his face despondent, looking suddenly much older.

Although the other side had acted first, so what?

He knew well the terror of Ancient Talisman—one finger could crush him countless times.

Even if it was just a subordinate profiteering force under its banner, he could not shake it no matter how hard he tried.

That was the sorrow of the weak.

At that thought, Gong Yuntao took a deep breath and said apologetically to Jiang Yan and Zhao Yinman:

“My apologies, you two. It seems this task will have to be temporarily set aside. I’ll try to negotiate. Later, I’ll give you each one million as travel expenses…”

“It’s no longer up to you.”

Jiang Yan interrupted him and said calmly, “There may be other missing children involved here—parents still waiting for them to return.

All you need to do is cooperate. If you hinder us in attacking dark criminal forces, I’ll consider you an accomplice—and settle accounts later.”

It was still understandable to seek help from the Bureau of Historical Revision and then wild History Walkers out of desperation.

But now, to summon and dismiss them at will?

To fear other Transcendent forces but show no reverence for the most powerful Bureau of Historical Revision?

Fearing authority without respecting virtue.

Truly spoiled by wealth!

“……”

Gong Yuntao was left speechless by the rebuke.

This was—it’s easy to invite a god but hard to send one away!

Jiang Yan ignored him and pulled out his phone, dialing a number:

“Hello, this is Jiang Yan, acting commander of the Bureau of Historical Revision, Pan’an Branch. I’m requesting to seal off the entire Divine Sakura Building.”

“As for the reason—I suspect there’s a dark Transcendent organization inside conducting research on human children. My request is—don’t let a single fly escape.”

Today, not just for the mission reward—

But for those children who suffered without reason.

He would exercise a small act of willful authority!