Catching Monsters

Chapter 383 Accepting a Disciple
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingqing nodded repeatedly: "Okay."

Jiang Yun was somewhat surprised that the Eighth Prince agreed so readily.

Afterwards, Xiao Jingqing finished all the food on the table and left Sanqing Temple satisfied.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Yun rushed to Princess Ningyi's residence immediately.

Jiang Yun knocked on the door, and soon a servant from the mansion opened it. Jiang Yun had been here many times, and he was already familiar with the doorman.

Upon seeing him, he greeted him with a smile, "Commander Jiang is here! Please come in."

Princess Ningyi had instructed that whenever Jiang Yun came to see her, she should not announce his arrival but simply bring him into the mansion.

Upon hearing that Jiang Yun had arrived, Linglong, who had been idly playing with the birds in the backyard, suddenly perked up.

Knowing her personality—that she couldn't stay idle and always wanted to go out—her father had someone specially buy her a parrot.

Recently, Linglong has been thinking about trying to pluck all the feathers off this wretched bird to see what the parrot would say.

Linglong rushed to the front hall and saw Jiang Yun sitting inside. She complained, "You bastard, you didn't look for me after you went back to the capital. I'm so bored being left alone in the princess's mansion."

Jiang Yun said with a smile, "I've come to see the princess."

Linglong rolled her eyes at him: "Every time you come to me, aren't you hoping I'll help you? I'm afraid this time is the same, isn't it?"

"Does the princess not want to go out?" Jiang Yun countered. "If she doesn't want to, I won't force her."

"No, no, no, I'll go!" Linglong saw Jiang Yun get up and make a move to leave, so she quickly stepped forward and grabbed his clothes.

Then, his eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

"Martial Spirit Palace".

"Going to Wuling Mansion again?"

……

The next morning, Jiang Yun and Linglong rode tall horses out of the city, while a beautiful young girl, who looked to be about fifteen years old, sat in the carriage behind them.

It is quite immature.

This woman was Wang Longzhi's younger sister, Wang Miao'er. She was wearing a plain-colored long dress and looked out of the carriage with a slightly uneasy expression.

She was a lady from the Duke of Jingguo's mansion, and in the capital, she was considered a daughter of a top-tier noble family.

Recently, the Imperial Guards in the capital have been stationed at the residence of the Duke of Jingguo. The official reason given is that the Duke of Jingguo is leading troops in battle and His Majesty has specially dispatched troops to protect his family for safety reasons.

The people of the Duke of Kejing's mansion, after all, were from an old and prominent family in the Zhou Kingdom, so they naturally realized something.

Today, she was suddenly taken out of the capital by this commander of the Imperial Guards, who also warned her not to run away.

Linglong, who was riding ahead, subconsciously glanced back at Wang Miao'er and then asked, "Jiang Yun, are you really planning to use this girl to exchange for the two hundred and seventy Imperial Guards?"

"Let's just take her with us, in case Wang Longzhi tries to snatch her away."

Jiang Yun said in a deep voice, "Simple. If Wang Longzhi refuses to exchange and still tries to take people away, then kill her."

Jiang Yun had already reported this matter to Commander Li yesterday, and then Commander Li gave him a note to go to the Duke of Jingguo's mansion in order to bring the person out.

Of course, although Xiao Yuzheng did not appear in person, he must be behind this matter.

Without Xiao Yuzheng's approval, no one could take the people from the Duke of Jingguo's mansion away.

Moreover, it was Wang Miao'er, Wang Longzhi's own sister.

The two men rode horses and led the carriage. About ten miles from the capital, a small bridge appeared in the distance.

A man wearing a straw hat and a black cloak, carrying a long sword, was waiting in front.

Jiang Yun frowned upon seeing the figure: Xiao Jingqing.

As expected, this guy still came.

Xiao Jingqing turned his horse around, took off his straw hat, and quickly rode over.

When Wang Miao'er saw him, her eyes lit up with excitement. She leaned out the window and reached out her hand: "Brother Qing!"

She hurriedly ran off the carriage. Before Xiao Jingqing could even stop the horse, he jumped down and hugged Wang Miao'er tightly.

Xiao Jingqing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I'll take you to the Martial Spirit Mansion. Once you're with your brother, you'll be safe!"

The two had grown up together since childhood, were childhood sweethearts, and had harbored feelings for each other for a long time. Xiao Yuzheng was originally quite happy, and their social status could be considered a good match.

Furthermore, if Xiao Jingqing and Wang Miao'er were to marry, they could also form a marriage alliance with the Duke of Jingguo's family.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and Wang Longzhi got into this mess. During this time, Xiao Jingqing was preoccupied with finding a way to get Wang Miao'er out of the capital.

After making numerous inquiries, he finally managed to find Li Wangxin, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, hoping to rescue a group of Embroidered Uniform Guards from Wang Longzhi.

That's why he approached Jiang Yun last night to discuss this matter.

"Hey, Eighth Prince," Jiang Yun said in a deep voice, "did you promise me you wouldn't go to the Martial Spirit Mansion?"

Xiao Jingqing, with his hands behind his back, snorted coldly and said, "Commander Jiang, this is not up to you. I am the Eighth Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Once we're outside, you have to listen to me!"

Jiang Yun narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at Xiao Jingqing: "If you fall into Wang Longzhi's hands, do you know what your fate will be?"

"You can't control me!" Xiao Jingqing straightened his chest: "I am the Eighth Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."

"Can I intervene?" Linglong asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Jingqing was slightly taken aback and looked at Linglong with some surprise. Just now, his attention was focused on Wang Miao'er, and he hadn't paid attention to Linglong.

“Seventh Sister.” Xiao Jingqing looked closely and quickly recognized Linglong’s identity. His expression turned somewhat bitter. How could she be here?

"Go back." Seeing that Xiao Jingqing was still young, Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly: "Don't worry, Wang Miao'er will be fine."

"I can promise you that."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingqing gritted his teeth slightly before saying, "Then, I will hand her over to Seventh Sister."

Xiao Jingqing understood that he probably had no choice but to concede.

Using his status as a prince to suppress Jiang Yun might work, but it won't work on Linglong.

The two young lovers parted somewhat reluctantly, and Wang Miao'er was put back into the carriage.

Linglong also climbed onto the carriage and said, "Let's go, Wuling Prefecture."

……

Inside the city of Wuling Prefecture, in a sizable prison, heavily guarded, all the Imperial Guards had iron nails driven into their collarbones, sealing their cultivation.

Now, Qin Shujian, with his hair somewhat disheveled, sat in a prison cell, imprisoned together with five other Jinyiwei (Imperial Guards).

Among them were Yang Liunian and others.

Their appearance wasn't exactly pleasing, but aside from the pain of having their cultivation sealed by iron spikes on their backs, they didn't suffer any other torment.

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside the door again, and an old man walked in slowly with his hands behind his back, as if it were not his first time here.

Sword God Xie Yifeng.

Both the soldiers guarding the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Embroidered Uniform Guards who were imprisoned respected him greatly.

After all, there are too many legends about the four sword gods.

This is a sign of respect for the strong.

Xie Yifeng arrived outside Qin Shujian's prison, and the soldiers quickly opened the cell door upon seeing him.

Xie Yifeng was holding a wooden basket filled with many fragrant dishes.

"Eat up." Xie Yifeng placed the food in front of Qin Shujian, then squatted down in front of him and asked with a smile, "How have you thought about what I told you?"

"No chance." Qin Shujian closed his eyes, refusing to look at the food, and turned his body to the side.

The other Imperial Guards inside the room were quite tempted by the wine and meat in the vegetable basket, swallowing their saliva.

“You are a natural-born swordsman, but it would be a waste of your talent to cultivate Taoist magic. I have said that as long as you become my disciple, I will release you immediately.”

Xie Yifeng said calmly, "I will pass on all my sword skills to you."

"A teacher for a day is a father for life. My master has been very kind to me. How can I change my allegiance?" Qin Shujian glanced at Xie Yifeng with annoyance.

For some reason, a while ago, this old man suddenly came and tested the talents and aptitudes of the younger members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard one by one.

They took a liking to me at first sight and insisted on taking me as their disciple.

It has been bothering me for a long time.

The more unmoved Qin Shujian remained, the more precious his character became.

This only strengthened Xie Yifeng's resolve to take him as his disciple.

Soon, Xie Yifeng's eyes lit up, and he had an idea.

(End of this chapter)