The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 174 What the Yang Family Cares About
Seeing that Li Miao had made up his mind, he stood up and was about to chase after the Ming Cult team.

Zhisheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Just now, when I saw Li Miao skillfully wielding the "Taiyi Xuanmen Sword" with a tree branch, I knew that Li Miao's martial arts skills were excellent, at least not inferior to those of the leaders of other large sects.

However, martial arts is not just about moves. No matter how good one's aptitude is, internal cultivation is a long and arduous process. Zuo Lishan reached the pinnacle at the age of 38, which is already a rare genius. So Li Miao looks to be in his early 30s, even at the best estimate, he is only at the level of just reaching the pinnacle.

It was shocking among his peers, but it was incomparable to Ji Tianrui, the devil who dominated the world more than ten years ago.

However, at least Ji Tianrui was not in that team of Ming Cult.

With him and Li Miao, it should be a sure win.

Thinking of this, Zhi Sheng told Li Qing and Li Miao to wait here, and then he and Li Miao chased after the Ming Cult team.

It was already midnight, there were no pedestrians on the road, and there were no forks in the road, so there was no need to worry about losing him.

The two of them used their Qing Kung Fu skills and chased the man two miles away in a short while.

Then I heard faint footsteps coming from the front.

Zhisheng held the hilt of the sword and was about to rush forward and take the lead.

As soon as I took a step, I heard Li Miao suddenly speak loudly.

"Master, please wait."

Zhisheng stopped walking, and without asking why, he raised his hand and drew his sword, his true energy already surging. His eyes gleamed as he looked into the woods on both sides of the mountain path.

They were now being chased, and Li Miao suddenly spoke up to remind him to stop, without lowering his voice to prevent the other party from hearing. The only explanation was that the Ming Cult had discovered them and was ambushing them.

I just don’t know how Li Miao found out when even he didn’t notice it at all.

Maybe the Jinyiwei are used to hunting and killing people, so they have some unique secrets.

Sure enough, Li Miao looked towards the dense forest on the left side of the mountain path and smiled.

"Are you tired of squatting? Come out now?"

A silence.

Li Miao didn't say anything either, just folded his arms and looked at the woods.

After a while, the branches and leaves shook, and several figures flashed out from them, holding lassoes, hooks, and hidden weapons in their hands. Judging from their movements, each of them was a second-rate or better fighter.

Zhisheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Judging from the other party's posture, he and Li Qing's spying just now clearly did not hide from these people. They did not attack at that time, but actually prepared an ambush long ago, waiting for him to run into them. It was intentional, but he might get hurt as soon as they met.

If there was another top master like him holding him back, and if there were these experts harassing and restraining him with lassoes and hidden weapons, it would be hard to say whether he could escape.

It was all thanks to Li Miao.

Zhisheng was just about to turn around and say thank you to Li Miao when another person walked out of the woods.

He was of strong build, with his hands hanging down to his knees. He was the leader.

As soon as Zhisheng saw his appearance, he knew that he was right.

He was thin, with prominent cheekbones and sunken cheeks. Under his thick eyebrows, he had a pair of piercing eyes, which looked very similar to Yang Lixuan back then. He was definitely a member of the Yang family, and he might be Yang Lixuan's nephew.

The man stepped out of the woods and first looked at Zhisheng with a disdainful sneer on his face.

"Wudang's stinky bull nose, tsk!"

Then he looked at Li Miao again, clasped his hands together, leaned forward slightly and saluted.

"Master Li."

"you!?"

His way of treating people differently according to their situation made Zhisheng speechless.

Yes, they came with bad intentions, so it was understandable that this person didn't treat them well. But why was he the "stinky bull nose" and Li Miao the "Mr. Li"?
Zhisheng was about to say something in response, but Li Miao stopped him with his hand.

Li Miao looked at the man and smiled. "What's your name?"

"Yang Tianyi."

"Who is Yang Lixuan to you?"

"Father."

"Then, what about Yang Yueze?"

"It's Quanzi."

"Oh?"

Li Miao looked at the man and raised his eyebrows.

"Do you know who killed your son?"

Yang Tianyi nodded.

"Yes, after the Lord left Shaolin, I used some tricks to sneak into Shaolin and found the body of my son. Judging from the injuries, it was not the work of Shaolin, but Lord Li who must have died."

"Oh?" Li Miao asked in surprise.

"Since you know that there is a vendetta against your son, why are you still so polite to me?"

Yang Tianyi shook his head.

"For us Yang family, life and death are not important, but integrity is important."

"My son's spine was broken. I'm afraid he would have excrement and urine all over his body before he died, which would have disgraced the Yang family. If you don't kill him, I will."

"Besides..."

Yang Tianyi looked at Li Miao with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Master Li, there is only one thing that my Yang family cares about."

"That is——Zhu family, Dashuo!"

Yang Tianyi said in a cold voice.

"For this, my Yang family can die, or we can let go of our hatred and cooperate with that bastard Ji Tianrui."

"One day, Lord Li will be our fellow traveler. And with Lord Li's talent and martial arts, he may go further than us in the future. Therefore, my Yang family has no ill will towards Lord Li."

Having said that, Yang Tianyi turned his head and glanced at Zhisheng coldly, snorting.

"Wudang and Shaolin are both spineless and two pieces of shit."

"He took away the great inheritance of Bodhidharma and Sanfeng for nothing, but he has no backbone at all! He was servile to the Zhu family, and was so scared that he kept his tail between his legs. He didn't even dare to cultivate to become a celestial being, and he tarnished the reputation of the ancestors for nothing!"

"I bother!"

When he talked about hatred, Yang Tianyi actually spat directly on the ground.

Yang Tianyi's words not only showed disdain for Zhi Province, but also cursed the entire Wudang. His words were fierce, almost accusing the two giants of betraying their teachers and ancestors and wasting the inheritance.

Zhisheng was so angry that his face turned blue and he almost couldn't help but stab him with a sword.

What's wrong with the inheritance of a big sect in Jianghu being on good terms with the imperial court at that time? Do you have to be like a bunch of lunatics like you Mingjiao, who only think about rebellion, to be considered as having backbone?

Your Ming Cult is so powerful, why are you being chased by the imperial court and forced to hide everywhere, with most of your members dying, and even the leader having to fake his death to escape?
You are so arrogant, why don’t you go to Shuntian Prefecture to assassinate the emperor... No!
Zhisheng was shocked!
It had not been long since the Ming Cult conquered Shaolin. Calculating the date, this group of Ming Cult members should not have taken a detour, but had traveled straight after leaving Shaolin, so they could have arrived at Xiangyang Prefecture today.

Looking at the route, it is clearly heading north, straight to Shuntian Prefecture!
Li Miao mentioned it just now, but he didn't think about it carefully. Now after hearing what Yang Tianyi said, he immediately came to his senses.

These people...are they really going to the capital to assassinate the emperor?!

Zhisheng looked at Li Miao, then at Yang Tianyi, his hand tightly gripping the hilt of the sword.

"Wulian Tianzun...something has happened..."

(End of this chapter)