Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 061

The woman sitting in the main hall was Lu Yingzhen, the legitimate daughter of the Lu family, one of the Four Great Clans, and the organizer of the previous South Garden Elegant Gathering.

Because she was smitten with Jiang Yujin, she often came to visit Song Ling, wanting to become best friends with him, thereby getting closer to Jiang Yujin. Today was the day they had agreed to go to the Lantern Festival together.

After meeting and chatting with her for a while, Song Ling excused herself to go upstairs to get ready, and then went to assassinate Jiang Lirong.

“Since it’s my first time going to the Lantern Festival with Sister Yingzhen, I wanted to put some effort into choosing my dress. I didn’t expect to spend so much time on it and leave Sister Yingzhen waiting here for so long. I’m truly sorry.”

Song Ling walked to Lu Yingzhen’s side, her face full of remorse.

“It’s alright, Sister Ling’er’s thoughtfulness is also a sign of respect for me.”

Lu Yingzhen smiled gently, “But… I didn’t expect that Sister Ling’er, who split a stone tablet with a single sword at the South Garden Elegant Gathering that day, so heroic and spirited, would actually be troubled for so long over choosing a dress. This truly shows me another side of you.”

Lu Yingzhen didn’t feel anything amiss. After all, no matter how outstanding one’s martial arts talent was, the other party was still a young girl. It was perfectly normal to be indecisive about things like clothes and makeup, which concerned one’s image.

“Sister Yingzhen, don’t make fun of me.”

A hint of shyness flashed across Song Ling’s face, and she quickly said, “It’s almost time for the Lantern Festival to start, Sister Yingzhen, let’s go quickly.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

Lu Yingzhen stood up with a smile and walked out with Song Ling.

Before the two of them had even left the Clear Stream Pavilion courtyard, they heard a sudden commotion from outside.

“Dongzi, go see what’s happening. Why is it so noisy?”

Song Ling frowned slightly and instructed Dongzi, who was following behind her.

“Yes, Miss.”

Dongzi took the order and quickly walked out.

Before long, she hurried back, her expression a mix of solemnity and disbelief, and whispered into Song Ling’s ear:

“Miss, something happened to Jiang Lirong. She was killed by an assassin.”

As a maid trained and raised by Jiang Yujin’s lineage, she had no respect for Jiang Lirong and privately called her by her name.

“What?!”

Song Ling’s expression was shocked.

“Someone dared to infiltrate our Jiang family and kill someone, and a direct descendant at that? This is simply… lawless!” He looked at Lu Yingzhen, his face full of apology, “I’m sorry, Sister Yingzhen, with such a big incident at home, I’m afraid we won’t be able to go to the Lantern Festival tonight.”

His own paternal second aunt was killed; even if their relationship was bad on weekdays, he shouldn’t go out to play.

“It’s fine.”

Lu Yingzhen gently shook her head, a hint of worry appearing on her face.

A direct descendant being killed in their own home was a great humiliation for small and medium-sized families, let alone the Jiang family, one of the Four Great Clans. They would definitely use all their power to find the culprit and investigate all suspicious personnel.

Although she was the legitimate daughter of the Lu family, she was still an outsider, and it was inevitable that she would be subjected to some investigation.

Even if she could prove her innocence, it was still a troublesome matter.

Song Ling, who was beside her, seemed to notice Lu Yingzhen’s worries. She blinked, put her arm around her, and said, “Sister Yingzhen, you don’t have to worry. You were with me the whole time, not separated for a moment.”

Song Ling slightly emphasized the words “whole time” and “separated.”

Lu Yingzhen was not foolish; of course, she understood Song Ling’s implied meaning. To reduce her trouble, the time when Song Ling went to change clothes, which caused them to separate, did not need to be mentioned.

“Sister Ling’er, thank you.” Lu Yingzhen said sincerely.

“It’s nothing,” Song Ling showed a pure smile, “We’re good sisters, after all.”

Lu Yingzhen nodded, but felt a little guilty inside.

She had originally befriended the other party only with the intention of getting closer to Jiang Yujin, but now the other party treated her so sincerely.

Lu Yingzhen made up her mind that she would be doubly good to Song Ling in the future.

As the two were talking, Jiang Yujin’s old servant, Huang Shil, walked in from outside. He bowed to Song Ling and respectfully said, “Second Miss, the family head has ordered everyone to gather in the Sea Cloud Hall. Young Master has already gone ahead; he asked me to inform you.”

“Alright, I’ll go now.”

Song Ling nodded and then looked at Lu Yingzhen, “Sister Yingzhen, come with me too.”

“Alright.”

…

Sea Cloud Hall.

Everyone gathered, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

Jiang Changhe, the head of the Jiang family, sat in the main seat, his face so gloomy that water seemed about to drip from it.

This time, it was different from Yuan Yuechan’s death. This time, his own legitimate daughter, his second child in life, had died.

In the Jiang Manor, his legitimate daughter had been killed.

Jiang Changhe could imagine the reactions and ridicule of other families once this news spread.

His gaze swept over everyone present, as if he wanted to see through each person’s thoughts. Jiang Lirong’s body had been moved to one side of the hall, covered with a white cloth, but the smell of blood still permeated the air, sending shivers down people’s spines.

“Yizhi, have you found the culprit?”

Jiang Changhe looked at Jiang Yizhi, his only remaining legitimate third son.

“Reporting to Father, I have ordered the manor’s experts to conduct a thorough search, but there are no clues yet… I speculate that the culprit might have left immediately after killing Second Sister,” Jiang Yizhi said in a deep voice.

“Are the guards of my Jiang Manor all useless? The killer came without a trace and left without a shadow?”

Jiang Changhe’s voice was calm, but everyone could hear the hidden anger within it.

Jiang Yizhi braced himself and said:

“Father, in the room where Second Sister was murdered, we also found the body of Tu Qin, the trusted confidant of the Extreme Yang Martial Arts Hall’s master. From the wounds, it seems they were both killed by the same person.”

“Tu Qin’s strength is considered an expert even among first-rate realm martial artists. To be able to kill him in a short period of time, the killer’s martial arts cultivation… might even have reached the Innate Grandmaster realm, it’s unknown.”

As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused a huge uproar in the hall.

Innate Grandmaster?

Why would a dignified Innate Grandmaster assassinate Jiang Lirong?!

One must know that in any force, an Innate Grandmaster is like a stabilizing force. Would someone of such identity assassinate a Jiang family legitimate daughter who only had wealth and status but no real strength?

Even Jiang Changhe himself didn’t believe it.

At this moment, Jiang Yanliang, who was beside Jiang Yizhi, spoke:

“Grandfather, Father’s statement is one possibility, but another possibility cannot be ruled out either, which is that this matter could also have been done by someone from within our Jiang family.”

As Jiang Yanliang spoke, he seemed to imply something, and his gaze turned towards Jiang Yujin, who was standing on the other side.

Everyone’s expressions changed slightly. Although the matter had never been openly discussed, many knew that Jiang Yujin’s parents had been harmed by Jiang Lirong. Given Jiang Yujin’s strength as a top-tier first-rate expert, and without needing to break through the outer guards, it was indeed possible that he was the culprit.

But…

Jiang Yujin smiled faintly and said, “Jiang Yanliang, are you trying to say that I am the killer?”

“I didn’t say that,” Jiang Yanliang said expressionlessly.

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