Longzang

Chapter 387 Exposing One's Background (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Ningzhou, a city that lasts for millennia.

Fan Donghe walked out of Suye Hall once again, looked back at the tall, square, dark building, and sighed heavily. Many people secretly rumored that Suye Hall was like a coffin; anyone who went in would eventually become a corpse.

For days, the deacons have been asking the same few questions over and over again. If Fan Donghe answers even one wrong word, he will be relentlessly interrogated. Or if someone else's testimony involves Fan Donghe, no matter how trivial, he will have to explain for an hour.

After several days, Fan Donghe felt his Dao heart was about to collapse. Several times he considered disregarding everything and directly killing the deacons on the other side. At other times, Fan Donghe thought that he might as well just give in, since those people just wanted him to pay some money to get through this.

But even if he wanted to, he had already sold all the valuables in his house.

After Xu Zhongxing was imprisoned, many of his former confidants were arrested by Xu Chunyuan under various pretexts, and quite a few were sent to the Suye Hall. In order to rescue them, Fan Donghe had already sold all his family property, but now that it was his turn, he had no money left.

Fan Donghe hesitated for a moment, then changed direction and soon arrived in front of a large mansion in the eastern part of the city.

After the announcement, the gatekeeper led him into a warm room a moment later. Sitting at the head of the room was a woman in full dress, who looked to be under thirty, with unparalleled beauty.

However, Fan Donghe knew that the woman before him was only one step away from becoming a True Monarch, and that she still had the potential to break through. That was why she was able to take charge of the eleventh branch of the Xu family despite being a woman. Within the entire Xu family, she was one of the most powerful figures, and few dared to offend her.

After sitting down, Fan Donghe hesitated for a moment before saying, "Someone asked me to pass on a message asking what they would be willing to give if that person were not allowed to return."

The woman smiled slightly and said, "General Fan still cares about his family and didn't want to lose an elder, so he waited so long before coming to find me."

Fan Donghe's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "You know everything?"

The woman picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said, "It's not hard to guess. Wei Yuan is a ruthless character who will squeeze oil out of a rock. He took Xu Chunyuan but didn't kill him, obviously intending to exchange him for some resources. The Xu family is so big, even if Wei Yuan doesn't know that I have a grudge against Xu Chunyuan, there must be someone who doesn't want him to come back. So as soon as you came back, I was waiting for you to come to me. But to be honest, I'm a little disappointed that you only came today."

Fan Donghe said with a wry smile, "Unless absolutely necessary, I really don't want Wei Yuan's scheme to succeed."

The woman said calmly, "General Fan is a good man. Alright, I understand. I will handle the rest myself. Furthermore, starting tomorrow, Suye Hall will no longer contact you."

"My old subordinates..."

The woman raised her hand, stopping him from saying anything more, and then said, "That's all the value you have in delivering this message."

After saying that, she served tea to the guests and saw them off.

After Fan Donghe left, a handsome young man emerged from behind the screen and said, "Mother, this is a great opportunity, why not take him in?"

Seeing the young man, the woman smiled and said, "If he had come to me as soon as he got back, or if he had never come to me at all, I would have considered taking him in. But he only came to me after several days when he really had no other choice, which shows that he not only can't see the situation clearly, but also has some ridiculous principles and insistences in his heart."

When employing people, one should either use their loyalty or their ability; having only one is sufficient. Those who fall somewhere in between are not as useful as they seem. Fan Donghe is such a person; if you actually recruit him, you'll find he's not so easy to use.

The young man seemed to be thinking for a moment, then said, "Mother, I want to go to Qingming once."

"What are you doing there?"

The young man looked indignant and said, "That Wei Yuan is so arrogant! He actually dared to say that all the Dharma Aspects of my Xu family are trash! Doesn't that include you in his insults? I want to go and meet him, to see if he has any right to be so arrogant when we are all at the same Foundation Establishment stage!"

"Nonsense!" The woman's face darkened, and she shouted, "Guards, take the young master away and make him face the wall for seven days! Also, find who whispered in his ear and have them beaten to death!"

Two graceful, young maids approached and lifted the young man up from either side. The young man struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from the maids' delicate white hands and was forcibly carried away.

He was still unconvinced and kept shouting, "Wei Yuan said he wanted to fight one-on-one, why should I be afraid of him?!"

After the young man was taken away, the woman came to the table, spread out a piece of paper, and began to write a letter to Wei Yuan.

Inside the palace of Qianqiu City, a heavy greatsword was stuck in the ground before a secluded pond. A young cultivator sat cross-legged before the sword, his eyes closed as he focused on observing it with his inner eye. "Brother Yaowu! Brother Yaowu!" a voice called from outside the courtyard, and then a tall, burly man entered without waiting for an announcement.

The young cultivator did not stand up, but turned around on the spot. Only then could it be seen that he was actually sitting in mid-air.

"Have you heard? That brat Wei Yuan said that all the Dharma Masters of the Xu family are trash! He even said that if anyone disagrees, he'll take on any challenge, even a one-on-one fight!"

Xu Yaowu calmly replied, "Of course I've heard about it. What, do you want to go and meet him?"

The tall, burly man frowned, showing hesitation, and said, "He was able to fight against many and even take down Elder Chunyuan. I'm afraid I'm no match for him."

"That's it."

The tall, burly man looked indignant and said, "I may not be able to, but Brother Yaowu, you are! Didn't you just master that sword technique..."

Two faint sword energies suddenly shot out from Xu Yaowu's eyes, and his voice was filled with murderous intent: "Who told you that?"

The tall, burly man was taken aback, took two steps back, and bumped his back against the courtyard wall. He said with difficulty, "Once when we were drinking, I... I saw a sword mark appear between your eyebrows..."

Xu Yaowu slowly withdrew the sword energy from his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "This matter must not be mentioned to anyone else, otherwise my life will be in danger."

"Isn't this a good thing? Alright, don't worry, I will never tell anyone. We are sworn brothers, how could I harm you?" The tall, strong man swore repeatedly.

After he took his leave, the young cultivator gave a self-deprecating laugh and muttered to himself, "I still can't be ruthless. Alas! It seems the master was right; I'll die from this sooner or later."

The Azure Netherworld was quiet and still at this time of night.

Wei Yuan sat in the cultivation room, facing a tall and fierce-looking martial artist. He was fifteen feet tall, his head touching the ceiling. The scenery around him was subtly distorted, clearly indicating his incredibly powerful physical body.

His face was strange, like a mixture of a dragon's head and a human face, with several sharp horns on his head that looked like flying hair.

At this moment, everything about the warrior, from the inside out, was reflected in Wei Yuan's mind.

A five-toed dragon claw was hidden in the warrior's sea of ​​consciousness, surrounded by ever-changing winds, clouds, mountains, and rivers, which could be manifested at will. This was the warrior's Dharma form, clearly at the late stage of cultivation. Moreover, the dragon claw itself possessed mountains, rivers, clouds, and wind, making it a top-grade Dharma form.

After many days, Long Ying finally emerged from the pool and transformed into a new Dragon Guard. He was completely different from the previous two Dragon Guards, possessing late-stage cultivation and a top-grade Dharma Body. Although he was not as powerful as Long Ying when he was alive, he was still far superior to ordinary late-stage Dharma Aspect cultivators.

When Fan Donghe left that day, he still had some reservations about Wei Yuan's one-on-one fighting, but what he didn't know was that Wei Yuan had actually been holding back quite a bit, and there were still the Dragon Eagle and the young girl's Yin-Yang that he hadn't mentioned. Moreover, Wei Yuan was in Qingming, where his combat power had increased dramatically. If anyone thought that Wei Yuan only had the combat power of three or four Dharma Aspects and dared to attack recklessly, then things would get interesting.

At this time, the vast land was full of life. Spiritual plants sprouted in the fertile soil, and people began to busy themselves with tidying up the fields and marking out plots of land. The four fairy orchids had also been transplanted into the vast land, so the mortals divided into four groups to worship the four fairy orchids that had not yet sprouted.

After studying the dragon guard that the dragon eagle had transformed into for a while, Wei Yuan sent it back to the vast land to recuperate. Then he sat cross-legged and prepared to do his practice for an hour. Although his cultivation would no longer increase his spiritual power, it could temper his Dao heart and enhance the spirituality of his Dao foundation.

Just as Wei Yuan was about to lose himself in the world, he was suddenly interrupted by a quarrel in the Dao Foundation.

Wei Yuan was inexplicably annoyed by the noise, so he went into Wanli Heshan to check. He saw two groups of people arguing, and it was getting more and more intense, with the two even showing signs of fighting.

The two sides were followers of the Laurel Immortal Tree and the Ice Glass Divine Tree, with hundreds arguing and thousands watching coldly.

To outsiders, it sounded like the two groups were just shouting and yelling, but in reality, they mainly communicated through telepathy. A single "waaaah!" could contain rich meaning, such as, "How can my sacred tree compare to your wild tree? If you don't believe me, let me explain..."

The other side responded with a curt "Ya ya pui," meaning: "Your Nogi has only been in this world for a few days? Judging by its shape, it's just a tea tree!"

The group was shocked: How do you know the roots of my immortal tree?

(End of this chapter)