"Since you asked, Mr. Jiang, I will speak frankly. I have come here to save my daughter. I have a single daughter named Ye Ming, who is nineteen years old. She has been in poor health since childhood and suffers from a strange illness. Every time there is a full moon, her body undergoes a transformation; her skin develops fine scales like that of a snake, and during these times, her blood temperature drops far below the normal human level. This causes her immense pain whenever the illness strikes. I have sought out renowned doctors, but modern medicine has been unable to help her. Master Chen said my daughter is afflicted by the Serpent Evil, and only the blood of the Ling Snake can cure her. There is a Ling Snake in Python Ridge, which is why we came here to capture it and use its blood to treat my daughter." Ye Xinru's voice was filled with sorrow as she spoke of her daughter, tears welling up in her eyes. As a mother, watching her daughter suffer month after month without being able to help was a pain that could not be understood unless one experienced it themselves.
After finishing her plea, Ye Xinru fixed her gaze on Jiang Chen, fearful that he might say there was no hope left.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly and replied, "It's a small matter. Here’s what we’ll do: you go back for now, and when I have time, I will go to Gusu to treat your daughter. You can come here anytime to gather jade."
"Really? Mr. Jiang, when do you think you will go to Gusu? I don’t want my daughter to suffer any longer," Ye Xinru asked eagerly.
"That’s hard to say for sure, but I’ll try to make it as soon as possible—by October at the latest," Jiang Chen pondered before answering.
"Alright then, Mr. Jiang. Since you’re staying here and don’t want the jade for yourself, are you perhaps interested in the snake spirit? I will share the profits from the jade with you," Ye Xinru said helplessly.
"A mere snake isn’t worth my concern. I have other purposes for coming here. As for the profits from mining jade, feel free to divide them however you wish!" Jiang Chen chuckled. If Ye Xinru wanted to share the profits, it would only enhance the welfare of Dongsheng Group's employees.
Why was that? Ye Xinru felt puzzled but understood enough not to press further.
Chen Zhi shakily stood up from the ground and approached Jiang Chen with deep shame. "Mr. Jiang, I apologize for my earlier shortsightedness and lack of recognition of your abilities."
For an old man like Chen Zhi to apologize to someone much younger was already quite significant.
Jiang Chen glanced at Chen Zhi and said, "Master Chen, I admire your courage. Your skills might be sufficient for individual challenges, but coming to the Golden Triangle and facing these warlords is akin to courting death. You certainly have guts."
Chen Zhi felt even more embarrassed. "Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Jiang." He bowed humbly; in the face of absolute power, even his pride could not hold up.
Jiang Chen lowered his head slightly and noticed that Chen Zhi had been shot in the thigh; it seemed he had hit an artery as blood continued to flow profusely. Chen Zhi was forcing himself to stand despite his pale complexion and trembling body; without help to stop the bleeding, he would likely die from blood loss before reaching Huaxia.
Deciding to be a good person this time, Jiang Chen acted quickly and infused Spiritual Energy into Chen Zhi's wound to help stop the bleeding. The Spiritual Energy had healing properties; soon enough, Chen Zhi's wound began to scab over and heal.
Chen Zhi was stunned; after all, he was also knowledgeable about Zhenren Dao Fa and recognized that this ability of Jiang Chen's was remarkable—something he had only read about in ancient texts.
"Mr. Jiang, thank you so much! I hope that when you come to Gusu next time, I can host you properly!" Chen Zhi said earnestly.
"Sure, we can talk about it when I go to Gusu," Jiang Chen replied.
Ye Xinru, Chen Zhi, and Yao Bao then departed.
In the following days, Jiang Chen remained in Python Ridge for seclusion and cultivation. He had nearly completed his foundation in water attribute cultivation as described in the Heavenly Transformation Great Dao Technique's fifty attributes; next up was fire attribute cultivation.
There was magma underground in Python Ridge, which Jiang Chen utilized to establish his fire attribute foundation using the essence of fire from the magma.
After more than twenty days had passed, most of the Spiritual Energy in Python Ridge had been absorbed by Jiang Chen; his fire attribute foundation was also nearing completion.
Meanwhile, Yao Bao waited below Python Ridge. After waiting for over twenty days without seeing Jiang Chen return after sending Ye Xinru off at the foot of Python Ridge, Yao Bao was close to losing his patience but dared not leave.
One day, as usual, Yao Bao gazed up at Python Ridge when suddenly a figure emerged from the dense forest above him, stepping lightly on fallen leaves as they approached him.
Yao Bao was overjoyed. After waiting for more than twenty days, he finally saw Jiang Chen again.
"Mr. Jiang, it's bad news! While you were away for over twenty days, Kunshan's stronghold has been taken over by other warlords from the Golden Triangle, and his treasury has also been seized," Yao Bao said hurriedly upon seeing Jiang Chen.
"Since no one has managed the Golden Triangle area, I will take charge," Jiang Chen replied with a faint smile, exuding an overwhelming aura of dominance.
The Golden Triangle had always been chaotic, known as one of the three major sources of drugs on Earth. Now that Jiang Chen had arrived in the Golden Triangle, he decided to take action and manage it. He would not allow Kunshan's ill-gotten gains to benefit other warlords in the Golden Triangle.
"Lead the way!" Jiang Chen commanded.
Yao Bao nodded repeatedly, not daring to defy Jiang Chen in the slightest. The methods displayed by Jiang Chen had far exceeded Yao Bao's understanding; such a presence made him feel too intimidated to oppose.
In the Golden Triangle, Wangba Town was located to the south, at the intersection of three countries, and was quite prosperous with a population reaching hundreds of thousands.
"Mr. Jiang, Kunshan's stronghold is right here. The most luxurious villa in Wangba Town belongs to Kunshan. However, since Kunshan's death, his villa has been occupied by Wang Meng. Wang Meng's organization is about as powerful as Kunshan's and should not be your match. Could you negotiate with Wang Meng and persuade him to withdraw from Kunshan's territory?" Yao Bao suggested.
"No need for that. After lunch, I will go find him," Jiang Chen replied dismissively.
"Uh, alright then," Yao Bao said helplessly. Whether it was Kunshan or Wang Meng, these so-called warlords of the Golden Triangle were ruthless; encountering Jiang Chen this time was indeed their misfortune.
Familiar with Wangba Town, Yao Bao led Jiang Chen to the town's most luxurious and distinctive restaurant.
Once inside the restaurant, Yao Bao kept talking non-stop, introducing the history of the place and its signature dishes.
The dishes Jiang Chen ordered arrived quickly, and he began eating immediately.
Seeing that Jiang Chen did not offer him any food, Yao Bao dared not eat either.
After finishing his meal, Jiang Chen turned to Yao Bao and said, "You can eat now."
Although it was leftover food, Yao Bao did not dare to voice any objections. After thanking Jiang Chen, he began to eat eagerly.
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