Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Chapter 283 Undercurrents in the Sima Mansion

The Sima Mansion covers a large area and looks extremely luxurious. The roads outside the gate are bustling with many small vendors selling goods.

Hu Qing glanced around, frowned slightly, and instantly realized that something was wrong.

The vendors around seemed busy, but every movement revealed a hint of deliberate concealment.

Their eyes flashed from time to time, and they were secretly observing passers-by.

Hu Qing keenly noticed that these vendors were actually hiding their cultivation levels, and most of them were in the Qi Gathering Stage.

You know, cultivators in the Qi Gathering Stage can already help others guard their homes and receive remuneration.

There is no need to suffer and work hard selling goods on the streets. The gains are totally disproportionate to the value.

These people clearly have other intentions.

Gu Yang also noticed something unusual. His eyes instantly became sharp, and he whispered to Hu Qing:

"It seems that this Sima Mansion is not simple. These vendors are probably someone else's spies and spies. There may be a greater crisis inside."

Hu Qing nodded, his eyes like knives sweeping over every vendor.

He knew in his heart that the prosperity before him was like a bubble, and who knew what dangers lay within.

The two men led their war horses to the door of Sima Mansion and gently knocked on the copper ring on the door.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The crisp sound echoed throughout the street, and the previous noise seemed to be paused by the knock on the door.

Gu Yang quietly released his spiritual sense and observed the vendors behind him. Sure enough, they had stopped what they were doing and were staring at him seriously.

These people are indeed problematic and don't seem to be good people.

The door quickly opened a crack, revealing an old face full of sorrow. It seemed that he was the housekeeper of Sima Mansion.

The butler looked at the two of them, with a look of scrutiny and suspicion in his eyes, and asked:

"You two are..."

Hu Qing smiled slightly, his tone calm but revealing an unquestionable majesty:

"We are Sima Xingzhe's comrades-in-arms, and we have come here specially to visit him."

The butler's expression changed slightly, and he seemed not to believe what the two said.

"My young master never said that any comrades would come to visit him. You've come to the wrong place..."

Seeing this, Hu Qing's eyes turned cold and he quietly released a Nascent Soul stage pressure.

This pressure pressed down on the butler like a mountain, instantly turning his face pale with fear.

The butler immediately realized that he had hit a wall. This cultivation level was probably already the legendary Nascent Soul stage.

He immediately confessed his guilt, and said in a trembling voice:

"Please wait a moment, my two distinguished guests. I will open the door and welcome you."

The door creaked open completely, and the butler bowed and welcomed the two people in.

Hu Qing and Gu Yang looked at each other, nodded slightly, and walked into Sima Mansion.

The housekeeper took them to the living room, filled two cups of tea, and asked Hu Qing and the others to wait.

"Please wait a moment, my lords. I see the horses are tired, so I'll take them down and feed them some good fodder. Then I'll call the master and mistress over."

After saying this, he led the warhorse carefully, fearing that he would be kicked to death, and walked to the left.

In the living room, after the two sat down, Gu Yang whispered:

"The cultivation levels of these vendors and housekeepers outside the gate are not high, but the Sima Mansion can make them so cautious. It seems that Sima Xingzhe's situation is not optimistic."

Hu Qing nodded, his eyes like swords, staring at the door of the living room:

"No matter what, since we are here, we must get to the bottom of this. Sima Xingzhe is our man, and we cannot let anything happen to him."

As the two were talking, footsteps were heard outside the living room, and the housekeeper's voice rang out:

"Master, Madam, these two said they are comrades of Young Master Xingzhe and have come to visit specially."

As soon as he finished speaking, the side door of the living room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man and a woman walked in.

The middle-aged man had a thin face and a look of fatigue in his eyes, but he still exuded a sense of majesty.

The woman had a kind face, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

The middle-aged man was slightly startled when he saw Hu Qing and Gu Yang, then he bowed and said:

"You two distinguished guests have come from afar. What brings you here?"

Hu Qing stood up, bowed in return, and said firmly, "I'm Hu Qing, and this is Gu Yang. We are Sima Xingzhe's comrades-in-arms. We learned that he was here, so we came to visit him."

The middle-aged man nodded, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said:

"Please take a seat, both of you. I am Sima Tianxing, Sima Xingzhe's father, and this is my wife, Zhao. I will not hide anything from you about Xingzhe. He is indeed in some trouble, and I hope you can help."

Hu Qing and Gu Yang looked at each other and felt a tightness in their hearts.

It seems that Sima Xingzhe's situation is indeed not good.

"Then I wonder where Sima Xingzhe is. Let's go see him." Gu Yang asked.

"Come with me, I'll take you to him."

Sima Tianxing stood up and took Hu Qing and Gu Yang to a study with closed doors and windows.

Outside the window, two little maids were holding some food and knocking on the study door with a slightly crying voice, begging the young master to eat.

"Master, please eat a little. It's not good for your health to starve..."

When the two maids saw Sima Tianxing coming, they quickly wiped their tears and whispered, "Young Master still doesn't want to eat, and he hasn't had a drop of water today."

Sima Tianxing had a gloomy expression, while Zhao covered her heart with her hands, looking very sad.

Then the housekeeper took the food from the maids, told them to go down, and walked in front to carefully push open the door of the study.

Seeing this, Gu Yang took the food from the housekeeper and kicked open the study door.

I only heard an angry roar from inside:

"roll!"

Sunlight streamed into the dim study, and bits of dust floated in the beams of light.

Only then did Hu Qing and Gu Yang see the entire study room.

Torn papers were scattered all over the floor. Sima Xingzhe had his back to them, huddled in a chair in the corner, flipping through a scroll.

Seeing that the people behind him had not left yet, he threw the scroll in his hand at Hu Qing and shouted, "Didn't I tell you to get out of here?"

The scroll drew an arc in the air and hit Hu Qing with a hint of angry force.

Hu Qing frowned slightly, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and then he reached out and steadily caught the scroll.

He glanced at the scroll in confusion. The power was not right, and the "Purple Yang Jue" on it was unusually conspicuous.

Gu Yang sighed. He could feel Sima Xingzhe's anger, but he could also sense the helplessness and pain behind his anger.

Gu Yang put the food on the table, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and said softly:

"Sima, old thief, why don't you look back? We are here to find you. Why are you so angry?"

When Sima Xingzhe heard this, his body trembled slightly. He slowly raised his head with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

His face looked haggard and his eyes were slightly red. It was obvious that he had not had a good rest for a long time.