Xuanxia

Chapter 403 Awakening
Night, Yifang Bridge.

As one of the few officially recognized night markets in the capital, Yifang Bridge is often bustling until around midnight.

But after midnight, the artists on the overpass packed up their stalls and left, and only a few homeless poor artists would just spread out straw mats and sleep in their clothes.

Of course, they are not alone. There are many beggars on the overpass who are always their neighbors.

Wu Yan has been here for several days.

He has been waiting, but he doesn't know what he is waiting for.

After a few days, the money he begged was barely enough to buy two meals a day. Of course, these so-called two meals were often just some dry and hard steamed buns.

The local "Beggars Gang" also came to trouble him. This so-called Beggars Gang was not some powerful martial arts sect, but just a group of gangsters who divided the begging territory. Wu Yan did not even show his skills, but just showed his ruthlessness and fearlessness of injury or pain, and bit off a man's nose. Those people never dared to trouble him again.

But waiting like this...is not a solution.

Wu Yan took out a cold, hard steamed bun from his arms, and while chewing it, he decided in his heart that if he still didn't get anything in three more days, he would leave.

But at this moment, some footsteps were heard at the end of Yifang Bridge.

He perked up a little.

As a well-trained killer, identifying people by their voices is the most basic skill.

He could roughly hear how many people there were, whether they were male or female, tall or short, fat or thin, and whether they had practiced spiritual cultivation just by moving his ears.

And at this time, there were four people walking over...all of them had cultivation. Three of them were clearly warriors, and the other one should be a magician. As for their realm, it was hard to judge, but they would not be stronger than himself.

Are these just a few practitioners passing by?

Wu Yan swallowed the steamed bun, lay on his side on the straw mat, turned his back and hid his face.

Soon, those people arrived at the center of the overpass.

"They are really gone..."

He heard the men stop and then whispered, "What happened? Where did they go?"

"They can't be dead, can Wu Yan kill them? That's impossible." Another person said in a deep voice.

Wu Yan became more excited.

The ones I'm waiting for are them!

Those people were still talking in low voices, and they didn't seem to be shy about the other people sleeping on the overpass: "But this doesn't make sense. If they were dead, the master would definitely know about it, but now there is no response..."

"Someone blocked the secret?"

A female voice said in a low voice: "You guys stay here, I'll investigate."

The next moment, a hazy feeling came over him, and Wu Yan felt that his five senses had been forcibly dulled to the extreme. Even with his eyes open, he could only see a blur of darkness. He could still hear the voices of those people in his ears, but only a very light low hum was left.

Obviously, this is the key point, and I finally decided to avoid others.

But... this has little effect on Wu Yan.

He pretended to turn over in his sleep, turned to face the men, opened his eyes a little, and concentrated his energy into the acupoints around his eyes, secretly breaking the spell's restriction on his vision.

He didn't need to listen, he just needed to watch - by looking at the movement of those people's lips, he could know what they were saying.

"There is absolutely no trace..."

The only woman among the four frowned and said, "Of course, it is also possible that the person who did it is too powerful, so I can't detect it."

"If someone really killed Mr. Yin and Old Man Wu, it's normal for that person to deceive you..." A man said, "But that person will definitely not be Wu Yan."

"Someone is helping Wu Yan."

Another person asked, "Who could it be?"

"This is not something we need to judge." The woman said, "Let's go back to the village... The bloody incident in Xiqing Town a few days ago was a big deal. Even someone in the patrol camp wanted to kill people for money, but was killed by Fu Qingzhou and thrown at the gate of the government office... Now those who are on duty are more nervous than each other, so we should be careful."

"Speaking of which."

A man asked, "Why didn't you arrange for someone to kill Fu Qingzhou and the others?"

"Not sure." Another one shook his head and said, "But even Yuan Ji is dead, I'm afraid no one in the village can do this, not to mention Fu Qingzhou's background is very powerful, I guess the master is a little afraid of the difficulty." "Yeah, it's better to concentrate on dealing with Wu Yan... I don't know where that kid ran off to." One of them sighed: "The people stationed near the Xingyun Chamber of Commerce bases in Beijing didn't see him, nor did they see him leave the city..."

"It won't be hard to find him."

The woman said slowly, "But now that we have found him, we can't kill him. What's the point other than exposing ourselves to the sun and consuming more manpower?"

"Okay, let's go back..." A man waved his hand: "Alas, I don't know when Wuli Village will be able to pass this test and soar to the sky with the master..."

As they talked, they gradually walked away, and the magic covering the overpass was removed without anyone noticing.

Wu Yan lay there, his brows furrowed.

He understood the situation roughly by reading lips. He knew that there was a "master" who kept sending people to hunt him down. The scholar and the old man were sent by him. Under this master, there was also a "Wuli Village"... But he was not sure whether the name of this "village" was "Wuli".

It could be a fox, it could be a lake carp, it could be...

But it doesn’t matter anymore, Wu Yan already has a direction.

He suddenly realized something.

After leaving Xiyu Pavilion, he had been on the run. He fled to Xiqing Town, fled to the capital, and hid on the overpass, pretending to be a beggar, waiting for three months to pass...

But this is not a solution at all.

He clearly knew how strong Xiyu Pavilion's ability to find people was, and he also knew how strong His Majesty's determination would be if he wanted to kill someone.

How long can the escape and avoidance last?

The scholar and the old man who had been chasing him were at least at the eighth level. What would happen next? Would someone from the cave heaven level come after him?

The capital was not absolutely safe. Even if he really entered the Xingyun Chamber of Commerce and revealed his identity, would the Xingyun Chamber of Commerce be able to protect him? I was afraid that might not be the case... They were just businessmen, not chivalrous knights.

Is there any meaning in such passive escape?
What's more, this is not something he is good at.

What Wu Yan is good at is hiding, tracking... and killing.

His eyes gradually turned cold.

In that case, he has to do what he is good at.

If someone wants to kill you, kill them first.

No matter who that gentleman is, no matter if he is the master's man or someone else, as long as he wants to kill me, I will kill him first.

Only by eliminating these people can you be truly safe!
No matter what kind of "village" it is, at least we have a direction. Go chase them, check them, find them, and then kill them all!
Wu Yan watched the four people disappear at the end of the overpass, and he also made up his mind.

He sat up slowly, breathing slowly and rhythmically.

Now, my strength is at the fifth level...

Five realms are not enough.

Powerful internal energy began to flow through Wu Yan's body, causing his tattered clothes to flutter without wind.

The internal energy traveled under the skin like tiny dragons, and finally converged to the Dantian area, soon causing his lower abdomen to bulge slightly, and there seemed to be a bead rotating under the bulge, making the skin slightly red.

Wu Yan has been in the fifth realm for a very long time.

It's not that he can't break through the sixth realm, but Xiyu Pavilion has a requirement that the killer needs to suppress his own practice as much as possible and not rely too much on the abilities brought by practice. Killing is more about skill and mentality, and it is enough to have enough practice.

Therefore, those assassins with higher levels in the pavilion would not have been able to break through if they had not been more talented and had not cultivated their internal energy to fill up their meridians earlier.

But for Wu Yan right now, he needs a more powerful level of cultivation.

Then the next moment, the "beads" suddenly scattered.

He let out a light breath, his expression not changing at all.

Everything seemed to fall into place naturally... Just like that, he broke through the sixth realm.

A breeze blew by, and the beggar who had been guarding the overpass for many days disappeared.

(End of this chapter)