Chapter 8 Got Possessed? Do You Even Have the Right to Speak?
Jiang Minghan walked over slowly, showing just the right amount of surprise on his face. His gaze fell on Su Ling, who had beads of sweat on his forehead and was trembling slightly.
He smiled knowingly and asked, “Who might this be?”
“He is my cousin, Su Ling, the third young master of the Su clan, one of the eight great families of Ziwei Ancient Star.”
“He once stayed at the Su residence for a while.”
Su Mingyue smiled beautifully as she explained to Jiang Minghan, briefly summarizing Su Ling’s background and his recent intentions.
“Oh, so he’s Mingyue’s cousin. It seems he’s also concerned about your engagement and came all this way.”
Jiang Minghan chuckled, growing more intrigued.
He had sensed a familiar energy fluctuation, which prompted him to leave the courtyard and come here.
When he had reached the outside of the hall, Jiang Minghan had used his divine sense to encompass the area, naturally understanding what was happening inside.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the strange fluctuation he sensed from Su Ling was due to an unstable soul.
This suggested that Su Ling had either been possessed by someone or had just recently transmigrated into this world.
Could it be another transmigrator? How impatient.
But Jiang Minghan had reincarnated in this world over twenty years ago, while this guy had only recently soul-traveled.
Given this, treating him as someone possessed by an outside demon wouldn’t be wrong.
Thinking this, Jiang Minghan’s face remained calm, though he found the situation amusing.
“However, I feel Cousin Su Ling has become strange and unfamiliar, quite different from the cousin I used to know.”
“I suspect he’s been possessed.”
In front of Jiang Minghan, Su Mingyue voiced her suspicions softly, her face showing confusion.
Compared to the hidden immortal clan, what were the eight great families of Ziwei Ancient Star?
“Oh? Possessed?” Jiang Minghan raised an eyebrow, not expecting Su Mingyue to be so astute.
Since she considered Su Ling possessed, it made things easier.
“Cousin Mingyue, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I be possessed?”
“You must believe me. If you don’t, you can have a strong practitioner check my soul. Young Master Jiang is here; he’s knowledgeable and should be able to see the truth…”
Hearing this, Su Ling’s face paled slightly, and under immense pressure, he forced a smile.
He now regretted coming here and wished he could slap himself. Why did he come here in the first place?
Su Mingyue, the destiny’s favored one, was so perceptive and hard to fool.
Moreover, Jiang Minghan, an even more terrifying figure, was here. Why hadn’t he followed the script and canceled the engagement?
He could only place his last hope in the system.
“In front of me, do you have the right to speak?” Jiang Minghan glanced at him coldly.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Next moment, golden light surged in Jiang Minghan’s eyes, like a divine sword that could cut through all evil.
“Young Master Jiang, there must be some misunderstanding…”
Seeing Jiang Minghan’s oppressive gaze, like a vast tidal wave, Su Ling felt crushed, almost kneeling.
He struggled against the urge, his voice trembling.
At that moment, he felt all his secrets laid bare.
He didn’t even realize his knees were slowly buckling, barely able to stand.
Cold sweat drenched his forehead and back, soaking his clothes.
“System, system, system, save me, save me…”
Desperately, he called for the system, which had been unresponsive, making him feel hopeless.
But now, sensing Su Ling’s despair, the system’s prompt finally sounded.
“Ding, detecting current environment. Providing the following choices.”
“Option 1: Kneel and beg Jiang Minghan for mercy, admitting possession. Reward: Title ‘Coward’, with a chance to escape up to three thousand miles.”
“Option 2: Summon all your courage and attack Jiang Minghan, fearlessly. Reward: Virtual God Realm cultivation (for half an hour).”
Damn it.
Hearing the choices, Su Ling cursed internally. These options were traps.
Begging for mercy was no different from waiting for death, with only a chance to escape.
And three thousand miles? Jiang Minghan could find him with a word.
But the Virtual God Realm cultivation, even for half an hour, was enough.
In the eight great families, only elders barely reached the Virtual God Realm.
Boom!!!
Next moment, choosing the second option, Su Ling felt a powerful surge within, making his skin glow and his robes flutter.
“Don’t push me too far!!”
Su Ling roared, feeling an unprecedented surge of power, filling him with confidence.
After all, he had a system. Why fear this native?
“How foolish.”
But then, with Jiang Minghan’s calm voice,
The void collapsed, and a terrifying black hand emerged, covered in runes and dark scales, exuding a horrifying aura.
Whoosh!!!
“What?”
Su Ling’s face twisted in horror and despair as the black hand smashed into him, making him spit blood and fly back, his organs and bones shattered.
He rolled his eyes and fainted.
“Spare him,” Jiang Minghan said calmly, his expression unchanged.
“Yes, Young Master.”
The black hand’s owner appeared, the elderly coachman, his hunched form trembling as if a breeze could blow him away.
But his strength was terrifying.
“So, he has a system…”
The faint golden light in Jiang Minghan’s eyes faded as he withdrew his gaze from Su Ling.
He had been testing to see what kind of golden finger Su Ling had.
Killing him would have been as simple as a glance.
The Su family members in the hall were stunned, finally snapping out of it after a while.
The Su family head’s face turned pale, his lips trembling in fear.
“Young Master Jiang…”
Su Mingyue blinked, not expecting such a drastic turn of events.
“Did I scare you?” Jiang Minghan turned to her with a gentle smile.