Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 1027 - 1027 1013 Painting

Chapter 1027: Chapter 1013: Painting Chapter 1027: Chapter 1013: Painting Nangong Yao arrived at Sacred Spirit Island with the people from the Immortal Medicine Sect. When Song Yi mentioned the incident with the Sovereign Sky ship, Nangong Yao was unable to find any trace of his daughter, and he was extremely anxious.

Song Yi said, “Master, please punish me. I failed to protect Junior Sister.”

The entire ship had been destroyed; what more was there to punish? Who would wish for such an incident to occur? Nangong Yao quickly helped Song Yi to his feet and said, “You cannot be blamed. You’re lucky to be alive, especially given the circumstances at the time.”

Song Yi was only able to survive because he encountered the Parrot Ship, which arrived later.

Guan Xun, the second disciple, said in comforting tones, “Perhaps Junior Sister is protected by heaven; we just don’t know it.”

As they were speaking, a figure emerged from the front—it was Nangong Yan.

Song Yi was shocked and exclaimed, “Junior Sister!” They all turned their gaze forward.

“It really is Junior Sister,” Guan Xun said as he saw her and ran over.

Nangong Yan was holding a skewer of meat. She had already waited for two days and was now unable to find Si Nanyu, nor could she see Ouyang Yue, so she strolled around the streets in boredom.

Guan Xun came over and tugged at the girl’s clothes, saying, “Junior Sister, it really is you.”

“Second Senior Brother, it’s me, of course it is me. Where’s Dad?” She knew Guan Xun had followed her father here; now that he had arrived on the island, her father should be here too.

Guan Xun began to yell excitedly to the heavens, “Master, it really is Junior Sister!”

Nangong Yan also saw her father and ran towards him, hugging him without a word.

Nangong Yao thought he was dreaming. Song Yi had searched everywhere on the Parrot Ship; those who were rescued were all on the Parrot Ship.

“How did you get here?” Nangong Yao asked curiously.

“I was stranded on a deserted island.” She saw Song Yi and said, “Senior Brother Song, you’re alright. How about Qi Xue?” Of course, she was most worried about Eldest Senior Brother and Qi Xue.

Song Yi was close to tears. If Junior Sister had truly died, he wouldn’t know how to face his master. He hurriedly said, “Qi Xue is also fine. It wasn’t long after the Sovereign Sky ship was destroyed that the Parrot Ship came. We were rescued by the Parrot Ship, so we’re safe.”

As they spoke, Qi Xue ran over from behind, crying and wailing. She thought Nangong Yan had died and was even contemplating how to commit suicide as penance.

“Little master, am I dreaming?” Qi Xue couldn’t believe it.

Nangong Yan pinched her cheek hard and asked, “Does it hurt?”

“It hurts,” Qi Xue kept rubbing it.

“If it hurts, then you know you’re not dreaming.”

Qi Xue was so excited that she was both crying and laughing.

Watching his daughter, Nangong Yao was also overcome with tears of joy and said, “You were stranded on a deserted island? And you?”

“It’s a long story. When the Sovereign Sky ship sank, the wind and fog were heavy, and the waves were high. I clung to a plank of wood and encountered a young man. I don’t know how long I slept on that plank, but when I woke up, I was already on the shore,” Nangong Yan didn’t dare tell about her injuries, worried it would make her father sad. She continued, “Later, I learned that place was a transfer station for a group of pirates. We snuck into their ship coming to Sacred Spirit Island; otherwise, I would still be on that deserted island now.”

Nangong Yao, holding back his sorrow, pointed at her nose and said, “You are becoming bolder by the day.”

Nangong Yan, with her head hung low like a girl who had done something bad, knew her father must have thought she died. She quickly said, “I’m fine now, aren’t I? So, Dad, please don’t be mad.”

Only then did Nangong Yao ease up significantly, with Nangong Yan clinging to her father’s arm.

Guan Xun took a look around. They were in the streets, and it was very dark, yet crowded and noisy. He suggested, “Master, we should head to the Inn.”

Nangong Yao nodded.

Nangong Yan began to recount what had happened on the deserted island.

“You got on a pirate ship?” Nangong Yao found it hard to believe.

“To be precise, it was the Iron Ten Thousand Bandits’ ship. They disguised themselves as merchants with two merchant ships, knowing that they couldn’t come to Sacred Spirit Island on a pirate ship. They were recruiting crew members, and we snuck in among them.”

“We? Who were you with?”

“A young man who only knows how to spout nonsense, but he is still quite clever. We didn’t delay and nearly missed the ship. If we had missed it, who knows how long we would’ve been stuck on that deserted island.” Nangong Yan chewed on her skewer and continued, “By the way, about what happened to the Sovereign Sky ship, I figured out who did it. It was the work of the Iron Ten Thousand Bandits.”

Nangong Yao recognized Shao Hengjiang, who was known as Iron Chains, a nickname meant to intimidate others; actually, he wasn’t a bad person. But hearing his daughter saying that it was the work of the Iron Ten Thousand Bandits, he found it somewhat unbelievable and asked, “How do you know?”

Guan Xun led the way ahead.

Nangong Yan continued, “The weapon to deal with the Water Dragon on the Cangqiong was in their chicken and duck cabin’s secret chamber, I saw it.”

“What chicken and duck cabin?” Nangong Yao was a bit surprised.

“It’s a cabin used to keep chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep. We took a job in that cabin, and it was exactly because of this job that we were able to board the Xiaoyao. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have known it was the work of the Iron Ten Thousand Bandits. Later, I thought about killing Shao Hengjiang…”

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yao was almost shocked as if struck by lightning, scarcely believing it as he said, “Kill Shao Hengjiang?”

“Yes, that guy changed his name, everyone calls him Qian Manor Master, but I found out he is Shao Hengjiang. He used the Water Dragon and the Three-Headed Monster to destroy the Cangqiong; of course, I wanted to poison him to avenge the people of Cangqiong.”

Astonished, Nangong Yao asked, “Poison Shao Hengjiang?”

“That guy has a big life; I was delayed by a painting and missed the chance to leave. They discovered it, he rushed back, and in the scuffle, the teapot with the poison was knocked over; otherwise, he would have been dead without a doubt,” Nangong Yan said, flames of anger in her voice.

Nangong Yao broke into a cold sweat.

“He definitely won’t be so lucky next time, I can guarantee that,” Nangong Yan said, biting into her kebab.

“You were able to escape from his hands.” Nangong Yao knew just how powerful Shao Hengjiang’s martial arts were; not only his daughter, even he could not match Shao Hengjiang for many moves.

“Hey, I got help from three guys, and a young man’s martial arts weren’t half bad. Thanks to them, I managed to escape. Otherwise, it really would have been hard to say if I’d have been so lucky,” Nangong Yan said with detailed expression, still feeling it was a pity.

Nangong Yao truly couldn’t believe everything his daughter was saying.

Impatiently, Nangong Yan added, “Right, Dad, this is what I stole from that devil Shao Hengjiang’s room. The person in the painting, you definitely won’t believe it.” They had already come to the second-floor room, where Nangong Yan asked Guan Xun to move the teapot aside, and unfolded the painting on the table.

A sixteen or seventeen years old sipping tea seemed to come alive.

“Isn’t this my mother? How could that guy Shao Hengjiang have a painting of my mother? If it wasn’t for this painting, I would have left earlier. Why would that guy’s room have my mother’s painting? What on earth is going on?” Nangong Yan poured two cups of tea, gulping them down.

Nangong Yao was also captivated by the painting; he hadn’t seen it for over ten years. The first time he saw it was about twenty years ago, and he couldn’t quite remember the exact time. But he and his senior brothers were present when the painting was being made, and the painter was none other than Shao Hengjiang himself—such a beautiful painting could only come from his hand.

“Is it my mother?” Nangong Yan asked since her mother had died when she was very young, and she was afraid of having recognized the wrong person.

“Yes, it is your mother,” Nangong Yao said, unable to resist touching the face in the painting, and he fell into deep thought.

“It really is my mother; then how did my mother’s painting end up in the hands of that devil Shao Hengjiang?”

It was a long story; Nangong Yao had always wanted to find an opportunity to tell Nangong Yan, but he never knew how to start. Shao Hengjiang was infamous as a pirate leader, and if Nangong Yan knew about it, could she accept it? So he had been putting it off.

“That devil, he won’t be so lucky next time, I promise,” she said through gritted teeth.

After a long while, Nangong Yao finally said, “Yan’er, the matter of killing Shao Hengjiang, we will handle it; you should not get involved.” He didn’t know what else to say.

Nangong Yan replied, “Don’t worry, I know Dad is worried, but I won’t be reckless. That night, I only acted because I suddenly spotted an opportunity and thought it could be successful, but it went wrong later. I won’t be so rash in the future.”

“This is not something you should be doing,” Nangong Yao was somewhat angry.

Looking over, Nangong Yan said, “Dad, don’t be angry; I just wanted to rid the people of that devil.”

“Didn’t you understand what I said? This is something we should be taking care of. Dad doesn’t want to see you get hurt; you are the most important. Do you understand?”

Nangong Yan pursed her lips, then asked again, “But how did my mother’s portrait end up in Shao Hengjiang’s room?”

“Your mother was naturally beautiful, a charmer who enthralled thousands; many people liked her, and of course, many wanted to have her portrait,” he explained.

“That makes sense; otherwise, I wouldn’t understand at all,” she conceded.

“Yan’er, don’t concern yourself with Shao Hengjiang anymore,” he said.

Nangong Yan was peeling an orange.

Nangong Yao struggled to speak, then added, “Shao Hengjiang’s martial arts are extremely powerful; if you got hurt, I wouldn’t be able to face your mother. Do you understand?” The matter of the Cangqiong had worried him sick, and if something really happened between her and Shao Hengjiang, whether Shao Hengjiang died or she got into trouble, he couldn’t bear it.

“I understand, Dad; don’t worry, I won’t be reckless anymore.” She knew her father was very protective; she had wanted to follow on this trip, but her father said it was too dangerous and didn’t bring her along, or else none of this would have happened.