Catching Monsters

Chapter 446 Just remember what Senior Qu said.
Surrounding Mount Dalingfo is a continuous mountain range, covered with dense forests. Tuoba Anyi, carrying half of the map of the Holy Tomb, is running through the forest.

As he walked, he took out some white powder and sprinkled it behind him; it was dried powder made from horse manure from the grassland.

It can be used to mask one's own scent.

Tuoba Anyi's face also showed joy, he did not expect to get the item so easily.

As for Jiang Yun, Tuoba Anyi subconsciously glanced back in the direction of the Demon Spirit Sect, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

They were worried that Jiang Yun hadn't died in the Demon Spirit Cult.

He took a deep breath. As long as he could leave Nanjin Province smoothly, he could head north and return to the grasslands.

Why would he take such a risk to retrieve half of the Holy Tomb map?
Because the other half is in their Tuoba tribe!

……

After descending the mountain, Jiang Yun did not stop at the small town at the foot of Dalingfo Mountain, but continued on his way. It was past midnight when he finally arrived at the post station by the official road, the one he had arranged with Qi Da.

After arriving here, they quickly contacted Zidane.

Zidane had already booked a room. As soon as Jiang Yun entered, Zidane rushed over and asked, "Sir, how did it go? Was it alright?"

"I have already bought four fast horses at the post station. We will leave at daybreak."

Jiang Yun's face darkened, and he shook his head: "We can't wait until dawn; we have to leave this place immediately tonight."

At this point, Jiang Yun's heart sank slightly. Now that he was a little safer, he could finally think about what Bai Wuchang had said.

Is my lifespan not long enough?

Jiang Yun's heart sank; there was no reason for Bai Wuchang to deceive her.

But the two methods he mentioned are both quite difficult.

First, we must cross the sacred realm...

To think you can break through to the Saint Realm in just two or three years is just nonsense.

Unless, of course, one can find the sacred tomb...

As for finding seven meteorites, that seems more plausible.

However, many of these meteorites ended up on Mao Dacai and Liu Boqing's group of mysterious people.

Those guys are quite strong too; it won't be easy to snatch the meteorite from them.

Just as Jiang Yun was lost in thought, Qi Da beside him spoke up: "My lord, my lord..."

Hearing Qi Da's call, Jiang Yun came back to his senses. He took a deep breath, his eyes becoming much more determined. No matter what, he had to get the map of the Holy Tomb in Tuoba Anyi's hands.

If the Sacred Tomb is truly in the hands of the Zhou royal family...

"Let's go," Jiang Yun said, coming back to his senses. "Let's leave this place first, and then..."

"Send a message by carrier pigeon, instructing the people of the Eastern Garrison to guard all the official roads from south to north and search for Tuoba Anyi's whereabouts."

Jiang Yun certainly didn't expect Tuoba Anyi to give him the map so easily.

We must find Tuoba Anyi.

The two quickly packed their things and hurriedly left the post station.

The two had barely ridden away when a group of members of the Demon Spirit Cult arrived quickly to inquire about the information.

……

Inside the main hall of the Demon Spirit Sect, Shan Tiangang had his eyes closed. Before him stood the four elders of the Demon Spirit Sect, all standing respectfully.

Even Yuan Huan, who had previously been frightened into a daze by Qu Wushang, now had incredibly clear eyes.

In addition, Lu Lingyu, Zhu Hesong, and Bai Xuanang were also standing here.

They could all see that the cult leader was in a bad mood, and if they angered him now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this moment, Elder Bai Xuanang stepped forward and respectfully reported, "Master, according to the statistics, among the guests this time, the young master of the Xiang family and the two people he accompanied have all disappeared."

Apart from the three guests from the Xiang family, the identities of the other guests were generally traceable.

Even if someone dies in a Xingxing attack, their body can still be found.

"The north is home." The killing intent in Shan Tiangang's eyes intensified.

The calm Lu Lingyu stepped forward and said, "Master, the Xiang family has considerable influence in the north. If we fall out with them like this, it will be detrimental to our future conquest and rule of the north."

"Moreover, this person dares to act recklessly in our Demon Spirit Sect. It's questionable whether he is even a member of the Xiang family."

Listening to Lu Lingyu's analysis, Shan Tiangang nodded slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes softened a bit.

He said slowly, "I don't care what methods you use, in short, this person's identity must be found out."

What's the use of finding the sacred tomb if there's no map?

Then, Shan Tiangang continued, "How is Xiao Min'er doing? Was she frightened?"

Lu Lingyu quickly replied, "Don't worry, Master, everything is fine with Miss Min'er."

"I need to have another serious talk with her as soon as possible," Shan Tiangang said in a deep voice.

The rebels' current situation is beyond their ability to reverse on their own.

These guys are hopeless; they're completely useless.

To fight against the imperial army's elite forces, they still had to rely on the 400,000-strong imperial army under Wang Longzhi's command.

...A few days later

In the capital of Zhou, two fast horses returned to the city one after the other.

Jiang Yun returned with a good mindset. As a cultivator, he was not greatly affected even after learning from Bai Wuchang that his lifespan was not long.

Upon returning to the capital, Jiang Yun and Qi Da immediately headed towards the Eastern Garrison Command.

Meanwhile, in the archives room of the Eastern Garrison Command.

"Kid, it's your turn to clean today."

Qu Lanyu sat on a recliner, leisurely holding a pot of tea in her hand, and took a sip.

Qin Shujian, who was sitting next to Qu and idly flipping through the files, looked up and said, "Senior Qu, I seem to remember that I've been cleaning for ten days in a row..."

"Do you still want to practice swordsmanship?" Qu Lanyu touched the teapot and took a sip.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shujian could only nod in agreement. He then picked up a broom, quickly dusted off the archives, and then practiced his swordsmanship.

Qin Shujian certainly wasn't willing to waste his time in the archives room.

It would be so much better to use this time to practice swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, Qu Lanyu strongly opposed this, and the two eventually reached an agreement.

Qin Shujian was in charge of all the work inside and outside the archives room.

Every day, he was also responsible for buying Qu Lanyu a pot of good wine and a roast chicken.

Then one can practice swordsmanship in the courtyard outside the archives.

Of course, Qu Lanyu also said that she wouldn't drink Qin Shujian's wine for nothing.

The next day, he came carrying a piece of iron stone weighing over 100 pounds and tied it to a broom.

"Senior Qu, I'd like to ask if you could remove this iron stone?"

"How can such a broom sweep away the dust?" Qin Shujian picked up the broom. He was a swordsman, so his strength was considerable.

When you pick up a broom with one hand to sweep the dust off the bookshelf, you often accidentally sweep down many of the books.

At times like this, Qu Lanyu would say, "You little rascal, you can't even hold a broom properly, and you want to hold a sword?"

"Practice hard."

As a result, cleaning the archives room every day became a rather arduous task.

Today, Qin Shujian finally finished his cleaning work and was ready to practice his swordsmanship.

Sitting on the recliner, Qu Lanyu said unusually, "Show me your complete sword technique."

This requirement is rather unusual.

Normally, when Qin Shujian practiced his swordsmanship, Qu Lanyu would always look away, afraid that the swordsmanship would offend his eyes.

Today, he seems to be in a good mood, and Qin Shujian wonders if the guy has had too much to drink.

However, since Qu Lanyu showed such interest, Qin Shujian did not refuse.

He took a deep breath, held a long sword in his hand, and then began to practice his swordsmanship in the courtyard.

This sword technique was executed with unparalleled elegance, the sword shadows scattered in all directions, and the leaves of the trees in the courtyard all danced in the air.

The sword technique was executed with fluid, effortless grace.

"Not bad, not bad, it looks nice, but it's useless." Qu Lanyu gave a fair assessment.

Qin Shujian frowned slightly and asked, "Senior, you also understand swordsmanship?"

"I know a little bit." Qu Lanyu nodded slightly, "but I haven't used it in a long time."

Qu Lanyu said, sitting on the recliner, "Young Qin, you have a good talent for swordsmanship, but your approach is a bit off."

"I ask you, what is the purpose of your swordsmanship practice?"

Qin Shujian was slightly taken aback when he heard the question, and then fell into deep thought.

He was not a swordsman before and had never thought about this issue.

After pondering for a long time, he finally said, "Practicing swordsmanship should be about comprehending the way of the sword, so as to achieve oneness with the sword..."

"Bullshit." Qu Lanyu interrupted him directly, rolled her eyes at Qin Shujian, and slowly said, "This is the misconception that most sword practitioners fall into."

"What bullshit swordsmanship, what so-called unity of man and sword."

"The ultimate purpose of swordsmanship is to kill."

"It makes no difference whether you use a sword, a knife, or a stone."

"Any swordsmanship that can kill the opponent is good."

"This is the essence of swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shujian frowned slightly, somewhat doubting Qu Lanyu's words.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, followed by Jiang Yun's voice: "Just remember what Senior Qu said."

"Master." Qin Shujian turned around with some surprise upon hearing Jiang Yun's voice: "You're back?"

(End of this chapter)