Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 305: Peerless General Li Yulu

When the carriage drove out of the east gate, several men in tight clothes at the gate kept staring at it.

Although these men were dressed like the common people in the capital, each of them was strong and sturdy, with extremely vigorous blood, and they were obviously martial artists of high quality.

"It's the carriage from the princess's palace."

"Go and inform the brothers outside the city."

After a few whispered exchanges, the few people quickly blended into the crowd and disappeared.

……

"stop."

The carriage was not far out of the city. Zhao Qi'an, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly snorted and stopped the carriage.

"Xu~"

Outside the carriage, there was a shout to stop the horses.

After a while, the curtain was opened, and Li Yulu poked his head in and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

In the past, the person who drove the horses for Zhao Qi'an was always the deaf-mute old servant beside him.

But now, Old Nie has become the royal flag worshiper of the Astronomical Patrol. Although the management of the peripheral worshipers is relatively loose, he will occasionally receive tasks assigned by the Astronomical Patrol. For example, he was summoned by the Astronomical Patrol to deal with a case of "warrior violating the ban" these days, and he has been gone for two days.

For this reason, the responsibility of driving horses for Zhao Qian'an these days fell on the shoulders of Li Yulu, the deputy general manager of the mansion.

Li Yulu didn't understand what was going on, and waited for Zhao Qian'an's instructions with a confused look on his face.

Zhao Qian'an lifted the car window curtain and glanced outside.

Ever since leaving the city, he felt someone was following his carriage.

It's just unclear which force has set its sights on him.

"Don't go to Baiyun Temple, go back to Beijing."

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Qian'an prepared to ask Li Yulu to turn the carriage around and return to Kyoto.

Now a new health hall is being built in Baiyun Mountain. In order to meet the deadline, not only all the craftsmen in Zhao's Trading Company have been mobilized, but also many guards have been sent there. It is still unclear what force is following him at the moment, and if he leads them there rashly, trouble may arise.

Li Yulu didn't understand why, but since his boss had given the order, he naturally obeyed.

When he was about to answer, Zhao Qi'an's eyes suddenly gleamed in front of him, and he reached out and pulled him down.

Li Yulu didn't even see clearly, he just felt a huge force grabbing his arm. When he reacted, he was already crawling on the car board with his face pressed against it.

"call out!"

A cold light flashed in the distance, and a sound of breaking through the air came from behind the carriage, heading exactly in the direction of the carriage.

When Li Yulu felt the huge force pressing on him dissipate, he stood up tremblingly, covering his right arm in pain.

But when he raised his eyes, he was shocked to find that there was a fist-sized hole shot in the back panel of the carriage, and wind was rushing in.

And at some point, an arrow appeared in Zhao Dongjia's hand.

The arrow was silver-white all over and was made entirely of fine steel. Each arrow weighed three pounds and was a fine steel arrow specially designed to break the protective aura of a warrior!
But such an indestructible arrow was bent in Zhao Qian'an's hand. Looking at the mark on it, it was actually pinched into this shape by a single hand!

Li Yulu was dumbfounded, and the whole person was confused: "Boss, this..."

Zhao Qian lowered his eyes and looked at the arrow in his hand calmly.

This fine steel arrow weighs three pounds and six ounces, which is much heavier than the ones used by his guards. It cannot be pulled by an ordinary bow and arrow. If it is not a giant crossbow, it must have been shot by a warrior with amazing arm strength.

In this city of Kyoto, how could someone dare to shoot him in the suburbs of the capital?
No...it doesn't necessarily mean shooting.

Even if I hadn't dodged or evaded just now, I would have been fine.

Was it because the person who shot the ball was not strong enough and missed the target, or was it... intentional?
Many thoughts flashed through Zhao Qian'an's mind.

Just at this moment, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the carriage.

Li Yulu couldn't help but stick his head out to take a look. When he came back, his face was pale and he pointed outside tremblingly: "Dong, Dongjia, outside..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout from outside:
"Hey! All the brothers in our village are here. If you are smart, leave your belongings here and don't ask for trouble!"

Zhao Qian'an lifted the carriage curtain, stood outside the carriage, and looked around.

I saw a lot of bandits gathered around the carriage.

Each of them was riding a fine horse, holding a shining sword in his hand, and had a piece of cloth covering his face to hide his appearance.

A rough count revealed that there were more than thirty people.

The bandit leader was wearing a black robe and cloak, with his face covered with cloth, completely covering himself from head to toe. Unlike the others, he did not hold a broadsword in his hands, but a pair of golden snake swords.

Zhao Qi'an's face showed a bit of strangeness: "Robbery?"

The bandit leader laughed loudly, rode his horse closer, pointed his swords at Zhao Qi'an and said, "Yes, that's right, it's a robbery."

Although the voice was deliberately low, Zhao Qian'an could tell something was wrong as soon as he heard it. Looking at the person's tightly wrapped but still petite figure, it was clearly a woman.

Zhao Qi'an was silent for a moment, looking back and forth at the horses and weapons in the hands of the "bandits".

He suddenly understood something.

"What's the general's name?"

Zhao Qi'an looked at a bandit standing beside the bandit leader and bowed to ask him.

The other party bowed subconsciously and replied: "I am..."

"Your head!"

The bandit leader slapped his companion on the back of the head and cursed: "We are robbers! Robbers, do you understand?"

She frowned and looked at Zhao Qian'an, pretending to be vicious: "Robbery, hand over your money and I'll spare you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Qian'an reached into his sleeve, took out a purse and threw it on the ground.

Zhao Qi'an: "Is it OK?"

bandit chieftain:"……"

When she saw Zhao Qi'an turning around and about to go back into the car, she suddenly had an idea and said, "Wait!"

Zhao Qi'an stopped and asked, "My Lord, is there anything else?"

The female bandit leader laughed and said, "I didn't see it carefully just now. If I take a closer look, I'll see that you are quite pretty, young sir. If that's the case..."

She pointed at a burly man beside her and said, "You! Go rob him!"

The sturdy man couldn't help but tremble, then looked at the female bandit leader, pointing at himself in disbelief: "Ah? Me?"

"Yes, you go!"

The female bandit leader turned sideways, with her back to Zhao Qi'an, and whispered, "Don't forget what we are here for!"

The strong man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go!"

He immediately gave it his all, turned his head to look at Zhao Qian'an, tightened his legs on the warhorse, and rushed over with his knife raised.

"drive!"

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing the shining blade coming towards Zhao Qian'an, Li Yulu was terrified, but he somehow found the courage and jumped up to block Zhao Qian'an.

Zhao Qian'an was also a little surprised, but he reacted quickly and pushed Li Yulu's back calmly.

"boom!"

A spiritual wave spread out, and it actually bounced away the strong man who was riding a horse.

"Sorry..."

There was a startled cry of horse, and the warhorse fell heavily to the ground. The masked man on the horse was thrown out and hit the trunk of a tree nearby.

This scene instantly made the whole audience silent.

Li Yulu was standing in front of Zhao Qian'an at this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, his hands crossed and raised above his head, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

But the imagined severe pain did not come. He heard that everything around him had quieted down. Then he opened his eyes tremblingly and reached out his hand to feel around.

After a thorough examination, Li Yulu found that he was unharmed. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his face like rain.

He gasped and looked up at the opposite side, but was shocked to find that the gangsters on the opposite side were looking at him as if they had seen a ghost.

"Why are these people...looking at me like this?"

Li Yulu was stunned for a while, then he looked down and saw the warhorse lying on the ground and unable to get up, as well as the masked man who flew out not far away, also crawling on the ground at this moment, and his life or death was unknown.

Zhao Qi'an then poked his head out from behind Li Yulu and shouted, "If you want money, take the money and leave as soon as possible. If you want to kill me... do you know who this person next to me is?"

The scene just now had already shocked the bandits in front of them. Hearing Zhao Qian's loud shout, many people couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The female bandit leader plucked up her courage, rode forward and asked, "Who is it?"

Zhao Qi'an said sternly: "Unparalleled warrior, Li Yulu!"

The bandits looked at each other in confusion; no one had ever heard of this man's name.

But the scene just now was enough to show that the person next to Zhao Qi'an was definitely not an unknown person.

Unparalleled warrior...well-deserved of the title!

The most surprised person was probably Li Yulu himself.

I?
Unparalleled warrior?

But as Zhao Qi'an glanced at him, Li Yulu gritted his teeth, stood up and said: "I am an unparalleled warrior, who dares to hurt my master!"

"What a peerless warrior! In that case, brothers, don't be polite! Fight together!"

Following the order from the female bandit leader, several bandits behind her rushed forward with gritted teeth.

"kill!"

As the shouts and cries of killing rang out, blood and energy suddenly surged out of this group of people.

This is the "blood evil" that can only be cultivated by actually experiencing the battlefield and struggling in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
Every person in front of me is a veteran of many battles and is definitely not an ordinary person.

And Li Yulu... was just a sour scholar who had studied all his life but never passed the imperial examination. Although he was eager to save his master, his face turned green when he faced the bloody aura, and his legs went weak and he was about to kneel on the ground.

At this moment, a big hand supported him and held him up to prevent him from kneeling.

At the critical moment, Li Yulu only heard a secret voice.

"Punch." "Huh?"

He had no time to react and subconsciously followed the voice and punched the front wheel hard with his eyes closed.

His eyes were tightly closed and he didn't know what was happening. He only heard sounds like "ouch" and "ah" that sounded like screams from time to time.

"Okay, stop it."

The voice rang in his mind again, and Li Yulu stopped punching.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the bandits lying on the ground in front of the carriage, groaning in pain, and no one was able to get up for a long time.

Li Yulu widened his eyes and looked down at his fists in disbelief.

Could it be... that I succeeded?

He raised his eyes again and looked at the female bandit leader opposite him. Now she was the only person still riding a horse on the field, standing out from the crowd.

When the female bandit leader saw Li Yulu looking at her, she was so frightened that she reined in her horse and stepped back a few steps, saying in a timid tone, "You, don't come over here!"

Li Yulu suddenly felt heroic and pointed his finger at the female bandit leader: "Hey! You daring thief, don't run away, fight me!"

When the female bandit leader saw him preparing to rush off the carriage, she screamed in fear, pulled the reins hard, and turned around and ran away on her horse.

Seeing that Li Yulu was really about to get off the carriage to chase him, Zhao Qi'an couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, don't chase him."

"Don't be afraid, sir. I'm just a villain. I'll be back soon!"

Li Yulu really thought that he had mastered the magical power. He raised his hand to stop, lifted up his clothes, and made full stance like a martial artist in an opera.

Zhao Qi'an put his hand on his shoulder and said, "No need to go. There are still things to come."

Although he only gently pressed his shoulder, Li Yulu felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire and could not move.

At this moment, he immediately realized that the "master" who had just defeated this group of bandits was probably not himself.

When Li Yulu thought about what he had just done, he was so embarrassed that he almost dug a large house with his toes on the ground. He raised his hands and covered his face with his sleeves in shame: "Yes, yes."

Zhao Qi'an looked deep into the forest and deliberately asked loudly, "Li, according to the laws of Daqian, how should the government punish those who block the road to steal money and kill people?"

Li Yulu didn't understand, but still replied: "If there are no casualties, the slave seal should be stabbed and the exile should be forced to march 3,000 miles; if there are casualties, the head should be beheaded and displayed to the public as a warning to others!"

"In that case, tie these people up and send them to the authorities for punishment!"

As Zhao Qi'an finished speaking, a shout suddenly came from the forest:
"Wait a minute!"

In the forest, the female bandit leader who had escaped earlier came back on horseback.

In front of the horse, there was a man holding the reins, walking slowly.

When Zhao Qi'an saw the visitor, he bowed and said, "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"When did you figure it out?"

Ji Wuchang, dressed in tight clothes, led his horse to Zhao Qi'an and asked calmly.

Zhao Qi'an replied: "At the beginning."

Ji Wuchang raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and asked, "Oh? Why?"

"This is the territory of Kyoto, and it is near the official road. Who dares to block the road here?"

"I'm afraid this is not enough, right?"

Zhao Qi'an smiled and replied, "The horses these people are riding are all Liangzhou Five Black Horses. The whole body of this horse is as black as ink, even the tongue is black, very easy to identify. Such an adult Five Black Horse is sold for three hundred taels of silver, and there is no demand for it."

He pointed at a knife on the ground and said, "This kind of fine steel knife was made with a craftsmanship invented by our Zhao family. After being presented to the imperial court, the forged weapons were only used for military needs. Even in the military, it is expensive to make, so only elite soldiers and strong guards can have it."

"What bandit would dare to have such a warhorse and such a weapon? Even if they did, which bandit would dare to use it?"

Ji Wuchang couldn't help but touch his chin when he heard this, and then said: "But why are you sure you are mine?"

Zhao Qi'an replied: "Because among these people, nearly half are foreigners, and only the expeditionary army has so many foreign generals in the Daqian army."

"impossible!"

The tightly wrapped female bandit leader beside Ji Wuchang immediately started yelling, "We all have our faces covered, how can you tell?"

The martial arts of foreign races are mostly very different from those of the Central Plains. Zhao Qi'an can tell it with just a glance.

However, he did not explain it this way, but just pointed at his eyes towards Ji Wuchang.

Ji Wuchang glanced at the female bandit leader beside him and suddenly understood.

He couldn't help but smile and said, "As expected of someone the Imperial Master values, he really has a good eye."

Zhao Qi'an took a step forward and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Your Highness, don't you think you should explain to me first?"

"I know you are about to enter Mount Xumi, but the place on Mount Xumi is extremely precious, so I had the idea of testing your ability." After Ji Wuchang pondered for a while, he concealed the meeting with the national teacher and gave an explanation.

He looked at Li Yulu beside Zhao Qian'an and said, "I thought that since Nie Wudi wasn't around these days, you could test your abilities. I never thought that even without Nie Wudi, you still have such a person by your side."

"The peerless warrior... he really lives up to his name."

When Li Yulu heard this, he suddenly felt weak in his heart and turned his head away without saying a word.

He was so nervous and embarrassed that he couldn't utter a word.

But in the eyes of others, this behavior seemed so arrogant that they didn't even bother to speak.

Ji Wuchang couldn't help but look at him again, but he was not surprised by this. It was normal for such a master to be a little arrogant.

He noticed that Li Yulu's hands were empty. After thinking for a moment, he took off the sword from his waist and said, "However, my attempt today is an offense. I have carried this sword with me for many years. Seeing that the unparalleled warrior beside you has no weapon, how about using this as an apology?"

Zhao Qi'an noticed that when Ji Wuchang took out the sword, the female bandit leader behind him was obviously nervous and reached out to pull his clothes.

But Ji Wuchang was unmoved. He held the sword horizontally and looked at Zhao Qi'an: "This sword is called 'Feng Fan'. Although it is not on the list of Daqian famous weapons, I confiscated it from an alien race, but it is not inferior to the 72 famous weapons on the Disha list."

Zhao Qi'an took the "Feng Fan Sword" and pulled the sword out of the scabbard three inches. He heard a crisp sword sound and his eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

To be honest, he doesn't care about whether it is a "famous device" or not, he has never lacked these things.

There are thousands of weapons in this world, but even the magical weapons that have been passed down for thousands of years are useless to Zhao Qian'an.

No weapon can compare to his pair of bare hands.

But for others, a famous weapon is enough to make a celestial warrior crazy about it.

Ji Wuchang was not a very wealthy prince, but he was willing to give the "Phoenix Returning Sword" as an apology, which showed his sincerity.

Zhao Qi'an's expression eased slightly, he sheathed the sword and handed it back to Ji Wuchang: "A gentleman does not take away what others like. Your Highness, I appreciate your sincerity. Please do not have such incidents again in the future. Your Highness should take back this sword."

Ji Wuchang waved his hand and said, "How can I take back something I have given away? Do you think nothing of my apology? Moreover, this gift is not for you, but for the unparalleled warrior beside you."

"In that case, thank you, Your Highness."

Zhao Qi'an no longer refused and handed the Feng Fan Sword to Li Yulu behind him.

Li Yulu held the Fengfan Sword and felt it was too hot.

Ever since some curious people in the martial arts world compiled the "36 Tiangang Divine Weapons" and "72 Disha Divine Weapons" for the Daqian magical weapons, these magical weapons have become more legendary. There are even storytellers in teahouses and taverns who have compiled all kinds of stories for these magical weapons.

Li Yulu was born in the market. When he had nothing to do, he loved to go to restaurants and teahouses to listen to free readings. Even though he is now very successful, he still hasn't changed this habit.

But he just heard what the eldest prince said, that this sword is on the same level as the 72 famous weapons of Daqian. It was something he had only heard of in stories in the past. How could the boss just throw it to him so easily?
He quickly and carefully put away the sword, fearing that he would bump into this treasure.

This scene, seen by Ji Wuchang, made him feel very favorable towards him.

When facing this prince, he was neither fawning nor servile, and even had a hint of disdain for making friends with him...

But when faced with a favorite weapon, he treated it as a treasure and took good care of it...

Ji Wuchang made a conclusion about Li Yulu in his heart - this was a martial arts master with a pure mind and a single-minded devotion to martial arts.

He is indeed an unrivaled warrior!
Zhao Qi'an bowed to Ji Wuchang and said, "I have something I would like to ask Your Highness."

Ji Wuchang had no objection: "You say."

Zhao Qi'an asked: "Your Highness just mentioned Mount Xumi. Could it be that Your Highness knows the truth about Mount Xumi?"

In the entire Kyoto city, most people only know that Mount Xumi is a fairy mountain moved by the Imperial Master for His Majesty to practice.

But now, Zhao Qi'an has vaguely learned some of the truth about Mount Sumeru from Emperor Tianwu and the National Master.

That place... is definitely not just a place to seek immortality and practice cultivation!

Ji Wuchang smiled slightly: "I have been to Mount Xumi, what do you think?"

Zhao Qinan immediately looked up in surprise. The eldest prince had actually been to Mount Xumi?

He had tried to test the Second Prince Ji Haoyu before, but Ji Haoyu knew no more about Mount Xumi than anyone else in Kyoto.

Even the son of the queen was like this, who would have thought that Ji Wuchang had actually been to Mount Xumi directly?
Just as Zhao Qi'an was about to ask, Ji Wuchang waved his hand and said, "I know what you want to ask, but you should know the rules. I can't reveal any information to you before you enter Mount Xumi."

"Not even half a cent?"

"Not even half a cent!"

Ji Wuchang answered with firm determination.

He looked at Zhao Qian and replied, "There is only one thing I can tell you. If you are not prepared to risk your life, then forget about going to Mount Xumi. That place is not safe. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most dangerous place in the world."

Zhao Qi'an asked: "Where does the danger come from?"

Ji Wuchang pursed his lips and said nothing.

Zhao Qi'an asked tentatively: "Ling Yuan?"

Ji Wuchang looked surprised: "The Imperial Master even told you this?"

Zhao Qi'an shook his head: "The Imperial Master didn't say it, but I know it now."

Ji Wuchang was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Zhao Qi'an and said, "Are you cheating me?"

"Your Highness said nothing, and I know nothing."

Zhao Qi'an replied calmly.

Ji Wuchang looked a little helpless, and then said: "Since you have gotten the words out of me, I also have a favor to ask of you."

He deliberately leaked some information to Zhao Qian'an in order to lead to these words.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes.

He looked at Zhao Qi'an and asked, "I want to buy a private slave from you. The price is negotiable..."