Chapter 38 Fortunately, I Had the Protective Amulet from Chu Tian

Boom!

An invisible surge of force pierced the air, accompanied by a thunderous sonic boom, striking the car in an instant. The next second, the entire vehicle seemed to endure a barrage of shellfire, exploding violently and erupting with a towering flame.

"Qingqiu is in trouble!"

Chu Tian's heart trembled; he had already sensed through the protective talisman that Wei Qingqiu was facing imminent danger.

On the other side, Long Tianjiao noticed Chu Tian's sudden agitation.

"Xiao Tian, what's wrong?" Long Tianjiao hurried forward, gently taking Chu Tian's arm.

"Qingqiu is in danger. I must rush to the Wei family at once."

Chu Tian had no time to explain. In a flash, he became a fleeting shadow, vanishing from Long Tianjiao's sight.

At that very moment, at the Wei family villa—

A letter shot toward the villa, traveling so fast it defied the eye, like a spinning dagger, embedding itself in the front door in an instant.

Bang!

The letter was nothing more than ordinary paper, yet it possessed astonishing penetrative force. As it lodged in the door, the panel shuddered faintly.

The next moment, a deep, resonant voice echoed throughout the villa, as though someone were shouting right beside one's ear—every word clear as crystal.

"Tell Wei Changtian: since he owes me spirit stones, he will repay with his daughter's life!"

"Tomorrow night at eight, I will come to the Wei family myself. If the Wei family refuses to hand over the spirit stones, I will wipe out your entire clan!"

The voice belonged to the middle-aged man who had just attacked Wei Qingqiu.

His name was Xiao Feng, a master from abroad who had reached the Transcendent Realm. He had once entered into a business deal with Wei Changtian.

They had jointly invested in the stone-gambling business; Wei Changtian provided the capital, Xiao Feng used his keen eye to select raw stones, and together they had reaped immense profits in the world of stone-gambling.

But one day, during the mining of the raw stones, Xiao Feng unearthed a spirit stone—crystal-clear, radiating a faint glow, obviously a priceless treasure.

Though Wei Changtian was not an immortal cultivator, he recognized its value and greed took root in his heart. Claiming he could fetch a high price at auction, he managed to deceive Xiao Feng for the moment.

Afterward, Wei Changtian vanished with the spirit stone, leaving no trace; no one knew where he had gone.

Xiao Feng, enraged, vented his fury upon the Wei family.

Wei Qingqiu, who had returned home early, happened to cross paths with Xiao Feng, taking the blow meant for her father.

Originally, Xiao Feng intended to find Wei Changtian directly and carry out his vengeance, but realizing that Qingqiu was Wei Changtian's only daughter, he decided that controlling her would force Wei Changtian out of hiding. Thus, he changed his plan and struck at Qingqiu.

If not for the protective talisman gifted by Chu Tian, Qingqiu would have perished in the blaze.

At this moment, Wei Yuansheng's expression had changed dramatically. He burst out the door.

"Xiao Feng, if the Wei family owes you spirit stones, you should seek out Wei Changtian. Why involve my granddaughter?"

Wei Yuansheng looked around, shouting in protest.

Yet, outside the villa, there was no one. No answer came.

Clearly, Xiao Feng, after his attack, had swiftly departed, unwilling to be tracked by the Bureau of Ancient Martial Arts.

But Wei Yuansheng cared nothing for Xiao Feng's whereabouts. His gaze fell upon the Maserati parked by the roadside—Wei Qingqiu's beloved car.

Boom!

The Maserati was now engulfed in roaring flames, erupting once more in a deafening explosion.

No master, however skilled, could survive such a blast, let alone the fragile Wei Qingqiu.

"Qingqiu!"

Wei Yuansheng was overcome with grief. The thought of his granddaughter perishing in the inferno brought tears streaming down his face.

Boom!

A second explosion rocked the Maserati, flames soaring, smoke billowing.

And then, within the blaze, a graceful silhouette appeared, weaving through the fire, striding forth from the flames—it was Wei Qingqiu.

She clutched the protective talisman tightly, her entire body enveloped in a layer of azure spiritual energy, completely shielding her from harm.

"Grandfather."

Wei Qingqiu stepped clear of the fire and called out, hurrying toward Wei Yuansheng.

"Qingqiu?"

"Am I... Am I dreaming?"

Wei Yuansheng stared in disbelief. He had thought his granddaughter lost to the flames, yet here she was, unharmed, emerging from the inferno.

He examined her closely—Wei Qingqiu bore not a single injury, not even a singed mark on her clothes.

"Grandfather, it was Mr. Chu's talisman that saved me."

Wei Qingqiu raised the talisman, a look of relief flickering on her face.

Moments before, Xiao Feng had struck the Maserati, unleashing a surge of force that swept through the air—a power only a Transcendent Realm master could wield.

A master of such caliber, intent on killing Qingqiu—how could she possibly survive?

In that moment, Qingqiu had resigned herself to death, instinctively clutching the talisman, memories flooding her mind—images of her grandfather, her father, and of Chu Tian.

Her mind finally settled on Chu Tian's face.

She closed her eyes, awaiting the end.

But the talisman suddenly exploded with protective spiritual energy, enveloping her body.

This shield not only blocked Xiao Feng's full-force attack—it also repelled the encroaching flames.

Alas, the driver was not so fortunate.

In the instant of Xiao Feng's strike, the Wei family's driver had his organs shattered, dying in a spray of blood.

His body was consumed by the blaze, most likely reduced to a charred corpse by now.

Just then, the talisman's power was exhausted; the shield around Qingqiu shattered, dissolving into a cascade of starlight.

This miraculous scene stunned Wei Yuansheng once more.

"Mr. Chu truly is a divine man! To protect your life with a single talisman—astonishing!"

Wei Yuansheng exclaimed, his tone filled with disbelief.

After a moment, Qingqiu's sweet voice called him back to reality.

"Grandfather, who was that man just now? He seemed to come for our Wei family."

Wei Qingqiu was puzzled; she did not know Xiao Feng. Why would such a formidable master target her?

"Alas, all of this is your father's doing!"

Wei Yuansheng sighed, his expression darkened by anger.

"My father's fault? What did he do?"

Wei Qingqiu frowned.