All Chapters of SON OF THE MANOR: Chapter 11
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CH11
Ji Qingwu’s face turned deathly pale in the dim room, her body freezing as she recognized the oppressive, suffocating pressure leaking through the cracks of the brass doors. It was a dense, heavy energy that smelled faintly of copper and rusted needles. It belonged to none other than Lady Mei, the notoriously cruel genius of the second allied Sovereign House."Hide," Long Jingchen commanded silently, his lips barely moving as his mind connected directly with the Saintess’s panic.With a swift, imperceptible flick of his fingers, he activated a localized sliver of his SSS-rank cloaking technique, wrapping it completely over her tall frame. Ji Qingwu vanished into the deep shadows of the silk curtains like mist disappearing under the morning sun, her starlight signature dropping to absolute zero.BANG!The heavy brass doors were violently kicked open, the iron hinges groaning loudly as they bounced off the interior stone pillars. Chu Tianyou marched into the pavilion first, his eyes blo
CH12
Chu Tianyou sneered, his eyes gleefully wild as he dropped the writhing, black parasite directly into Long Jingchen’s open mouth. The creature twisted and turned on his tongue, its slippery skin pulsing with a dark, toxic fluid. Before Jingchen could even try to spit it out, Tianyou slammed his heavy leather heel right onto the boy's chin, forcing his jaw shut with a sickening thud."Swallow it down, you worthless dog!" Tianyou screamed, grinding his boot harder into the floorboards until the wood groaned underneath the weight. "Let’s see if your dead father's bloodline can save you from this!"Jingchen didn't fight the pressure at all, letting his body cave in completely as he rolled across the polished mahogany floorboards. He let out a series of wet, violent, choking coughs, his hands clawing desperately at his throat to simulate extreme, unendurable agony. His back arched off the ground, and his pale face turned a deep, suffocating shade of red that looked completely authentic to
CH13
The midnight rain slowly died down, turning into a silent, dense fog that completely blanketed the high, jagged peaks of the Grand Sovereign Dragon Palace. The thick mist hung heavily in the air, swallowing the golden light of the fortress lanterns and plunging the rocky mountain pathways into a ghostly, white twilight.Long Jingchen moved through the treacherous, jagged terrain like a complete phantom, his bare feet making absolutely zero sound against the wet gravel. He held his left hand slightly outward, his fingers vibrating with a faint purple light as he extended his SSS-rank cloaking technique. The invisible, god-like dome expanded exactly five meters, perfectly wrapping over his little sister and Saintess Ji Qingwu to shield them from the mountain's heavy spiritual sweeps.Ji Qingwu followed close behind his shoulder, her white silk robes rustling softly against the thick mountain grass as she tried to keep pace with his swift, weightless strides. Her heart was pounding viole
CH14
Out of the pitch-black corridor stepped Chu Kuang, a three-meter-tall mountain of a man whose flesh was permanently fused with rusted, black iron plates. The metal was welded directly into his grey, dead skin, held together by thick silver rivets that leaked dark fluid.He was the Chu family’s secret executioner, a mindless, bloodthirsty monster who had spent thirty years in the dark eating the bones of failed disciples. The dense pressure radiating from his frame turned the wet air into ice, making the ground beneath his feet crack with a heavy, hollow thud.His empty, milky-white eyes instantly locked onto the group, his massive, two-hundred-kilogram iron halberd scraping against the stone floorboards with a deafening, metallic screech. The jagged blade carried decades of old, dried blood that had turned into a thick crust of black soot."Intruders... bleed... for the master..." Chu Kuang roared, his voice sounding like a deep, guttural vibration that threatened to shatter the grand
CH15
Long Jingchen stepped forward, his fingers tightening around the cold, glowing iron key he had just harvested from the executioner's ash. He thrust the key deep into the groove of the massive inner soul-seal door, turning it with a deliberate, slow twist.Clack!A heavy, echoing metallic click reverberated through the absolute darkness of the subterranean passages, sounding like the closing of a tomb. The massive obsidian doors groaned, slowly sliding apart with a long, wet sigh that unleashed a thick wave of freezing, copper-scented air.Ji Qingwu stepped through the threshold right behind him, her starlight shield flaring slightly as her eyes adjusted to the dim light. The exact moment her gaze swept across the interior of the hidden chamber, her breath caught, her body breaking into a sudden cold sweat.The room was a colossal, circular cathedral constructed entirely from jagged blocks of black mountain stone, stretching hundreds of feet into the ceiling. A giant, glowing blue form
CH16
"The old man is coming! We need to leave this room right now!" Ji Qingwu urged frantically, her porcelain face turning bone-white under the flashing red light beams.She stepped backward toward the open entryway, her hands trembling with a sudden, deep panic as her starlight sword flared into a brilliant blue fire. "The sensory tracking lines are already reconstructing the spatial fracture from the outer courtyard! I will stand at the front line and cover our retreat!""Stand your ground, Saintess. A panicked general only breeds a fast execution," Long Jingchen commanded, his face remaining as perfectly still as a carved block of cold mountain stone.He didn't move a single muscle, and his breathing remained entirely steady as he looked down at his own bare feet in the dirt. His vertical gold-violet irises focused intensely on the small pile of grey ash where the three-meter iron giant had been completely vaporized."But the Grandfather's compass can trace the exact scent of your ance
CH17
The morning sun rose over the Grand Sovereign Dragon Palace, shining like bright, yellow gold. The warm light hit thousands of colorful flags that shook in the wind across the huge mountain.Long Jingchen stood quietly in the big shadow of a giant stone pillar. He wore his torn, dirty janitor rags and held a heavy silver basin in his hands.He bent his back and looked down at the floor, acting like a very good, quiet slave. No one in the big room could see the powerful king hiding inside his body."Do not move too fast," Jingchen whispered so softly that only his sister could hear him. "The big trap is ready for them.""I am ready, brother," Xiaoxiao whispered back under her breath.Beside him, Xiaoxiao leaned her back weakly against the cold stone wall of the big hall. Her small shoulders sloped down and her breathing sounded hollow and broken.She looked very sick, pale, and ready to pass out at any moment. It was a perfect, flawless mask of a dying slave girl that fooled every eye.
CH18
Ji Qingwu stepped into the very center of the giant hall, her white starlight silk robes moving like soft water. A very cold, freezing pressure came out from her body, spreading fast across the wide floorboards.The loud, mean laughter of the rich nobles stopped instantly, turning the whole room into a dead, quiet zone. The air became so chilly that people could see their own breath in front of their faces."The private attendants of the Starlight Manor are under my personal jurisdiction," Ji Qingwu declared, her voice like winter frost. "Their lineage is not a game for your common amusement, and I will not allow this disrespect."Chu Tianyou’s broad smile narrowed into an ugly, dark scowl, his face turning red with a very bad anger. His aristocratic pride burned like hot coal because the Saintess was publicly protecting the trash heir once again."Why do you always speak for this garbage, Saintess Ji?" Tianyou retorts sharply, his voice snapping across the quiet hall. "This is the Ch
CH19
Long Jingchen lifted the heavy, rusted metal crown slowly above Chu Tianyou’s head. His long hair fell forward, but behind it, his vertical violet eyes burned like hot suns through his fake slave face.The entire grand hall went dead silent, as quiet as a dark graveyard. Hundreds of rich nobles leaned forward, stretching their necks to see the ultimate shame of the fallen Long bloodline."Yes, look at him crawl!" an inner disciple whispered loudly, a big, mean grin on his face. "The true prince is acting like a dog for our new king!""This is how it should always be!" another noble laughed back quietly. "The trash belongs under our feet!"Chu Tianyou puffed his chest out even more, his black lips twisting into a very proud, mean smile as he waited for the metal to touch his hair. "Put it on me, slave! Let the world know who owns you now!"The very microsecond the metal touched Tianyou’s hair, Long Jingchen didn't push down. Instead, he released a super strong, concentrated pulse of hi
CH20
The Chu Grandfather stood up slowly from his giant jade throne, his old hands shaking with a very bad, scary anger. Thick, black veins popped out all over his face, turning his skin into an ugly mask as his precious obsidian ring shattered into tiny pieces."My ring! My spatial vault!" the old man screamed out so loudly that his voice made the giant palace floorboards shake like a big leaf. "The layout map of the inner vault is gone! Someone stole it!""Grandfather, help me up!" Chu Tianyou cried out from the floor, crawling around in the wet mud like a sad worm. "My chest hurts so bad! Everything is turning black!"Blegh!Tianyou vomited a huge fountain of fresh, hot red blood straight onto the clean silk carpet as his broken gold core completely implodes into total emptiness. Every single drop of his stolen magic was disappearing into a deep, dark void, leaving him a total cripple."Get away from me, you incompetent parasite!" the Grandfather roared, his eyes wide with a pure, tyrann