A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 460 Night Attack
The moment Zhu Cheng slapped out, the pockmarked face suddenly floated backwards like a fallen leaf. His movements were so erratic and strange that Zhu Cheng was startled.

The pockmarked man landed lightly on the ground and was already standing at the door of the room.

Without even looking at Zhu Cheng, he opened the door and tried to escape.

The moment the door opened, there was a flash of light and a dark figure was already standing at the door. Before the pockmarked man could see the dark figure clearly, he felt a spasmodic pain in his dantian and flew backwards, falling to Zhu Cheng's feet in the room.

Duan Rong stood at the door, stepped into the room and closed the door.

Blood was oozing from the corners of the pockmarked man's mouth. The moment he fell down, he realized that his dantian was destroyed. He suddenly turned his hand over and wanted to put a pill into his mouth, but Zhu Cheng was right next to him and would not let him move. Zhu Cheng stepped on his wrist holding the pill to the ground.

"Crack!"

The pockmarked man's wrist was broken by Zhu Cheng. Veins bulged on his forehead and his face was covered with cold sweat.

The pill in his hand fell and rolled to a pair of black boots. Duan Rong bent down to pick up the pill, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. He frowned and said, "What a strong poison!"

Although he only sniffed it, Duan Rong was already sure that this pill was stronger than Shen Ping's poinsettia.

The pockmarked face was lying on the ground, looking at Duan Rong who walked in from the door with a sullen face, and asked with resentment and unwillingness: "How could you find me?"

That day, after Ge Rushong challenged Zhu He in the Council of Elders, Zhu He confessed that he had sent Duan Rong to infiltrate the Shenyun Mansion to investigate for spies.

Although Ge Rushong felt that Zhu He was looking for an excuse to prevaricate, he still sent a message to inform the leaders of various strongholds of Shenyun Mansion, telling them to stay in hiding during this period and observe more closely.

This pockmarked man was actually the leader of the Dali Temple stronghold. After receiving the news, he did not take it seriously. Just as Ge Rushong said, he also believed that Zhu He's words were just a pretext made up to deal with Ge Rushong's attack in the Elders' Council. Moreover, he thought he had been lurking in the Dali Temple for six or seven years. Even if Duan Rong really came to investigate for spies, he did not think that he would have any flaws that could be caught by Duan Rong.

But, he was exposed!
Looking at Duan Rong walking slowly towards him, he realized that he was wrong. The person in front of him was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

Duan Rong stopped in front of the pockmarked man and said calmly, "Half a year ago, I knew that you killed Zhou Wei, the supervisor of the Dali Temple."

The pockmarked man was stunned for a moment, then said, "Impossible! Nonsense!"

Duan Rong smiled and said, "Your hidden weapon technique is called Ruyi Sanzhe Hand, right?"

Upon hearing this, the pockmarked face's eyes widened, and he stared at Duan Rong as if he had seen a ghost. Even Ge Rushong couldn't name his hidden weapon technique, so how did this person know it so clearly?

Duan Rong said: "I'm telling you this to advise you. When you're tried later, don't try to hold on. I already know everything you need to know. Don't make your death too painful! It's not necessary!"

"you……"

The pockmarked man seemed to want to say something, but Duan Rong obviously did not give him the chance. He shook his sleeves, and a ball of powder like a light mist was sprinkled on the pockmarked man's face, and he fainted instantly.

When Zhou Wei died, he was pierced through the throat by a flying knife and nailed to the tree. Duan Rong saw through the identity of the pockmarked man by swallowing the spirit of the flying knife. Naturally, he knew the pockmarked man's knife-throwing skills.

Duan Rong looked at Zhu Cheng intently and said, "Take him to a secret place and interrogate him carefully! There must be spies in the Dali Temple."

"Yes!" Zhu Cheng clasped his fists slightly, then picked up the pockmarked face on the ground and jumped to the door. He opened the door and saw Zhu Peng who was already waiting there. When he saw Zhu Cheng coming out, he immediately put a sack on the pockmarked face and then threw the sack into an empty box at his feet.

Zhu Peng and Zhu Cheng then carried the box to a carriage in the backyard.

In fact, the best place to interrogate the prisoner is the dungeon of the Dali Temple, but there may be spies in the dungeon. Therefore, Duan Rong had previously instructed Zhu Cheng to find another place to interrogate this person.

Duan Rong was still standing in the cramped room of the pockmarked man. It was not until Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng carried the box and turned the corner of the corridor that he reduced his external spiritual sense to cover and explore only the surroundings of the room.

Duan Rong suddenly picked up an inkstone on the table beside him, his eyes moved, and he thought to himself: "Read the spirit of the instrument."

On this side, Zhu Peng and Zhu Cheng carried the box into the carriage.

Zhu Peng looked at Zhu Cheng and asked quietly, "Where are you going?"

Zhu Cheng said, "Let's go to my house. You watch over the box and I'll drive!"

"Okay!" Zhu Peng jumped into the carriage.

Zhu Cheng jumped onto the front seat of the horse and drove to a corner gate in the backyard of the Dali Temple.

The sound of a carriage rumbled away, and a round head popped out from beside a big banana tree not far away. The man was wearing the clothes of a servant, and he was looking after the horses in the backyard of the Dali Temple.

In the pockmarked face's room, Duan Rong kept devouring the things inside. With the pockmarked face's third level of Qi realm cultivation and the fact that he personally killed Zhou Wei, Duan Rong could almost conclude that the pockmarked face was the leader of the Dali Temple stronghold.

The pockmarked man has been lurking in the Dali Temple for six or seven years. Any object in this room may contain clues that can be used for further investigation, so Duan Rong is not going to let go of anything.

Duan Rong had just swallowed the spirit of a paperweight when he suddenly frowned and turned to look at the door. However, after a few breaths, he heard knocks on the door.

Duan Rong's eyes moved, he put down the paperweight in his hand, and his figure flashed, as silent as a ghost, and he was already standing at the door.

With his spiritual sense penetrating, he could clearly see the person outside the door. It was a chubby fat man with an anxious expression. He was knocking on the door while looking around.

Duan Rong suddenly pulled the bolt, and at the moment the bolt was pulled, he leaped up like a big bird, and with a flash of black shadow, he landed silently on the beam of the room.

The fat, fair-skinned man saw the door suddenly open and walked in. He turned around to close the door, then looked around the room in surprise. The room was not big and was obviously empty.

Doubt flashed in his eyes. He walked towards the desk in the room and whispered, "Old Wei, Old Wei..."

The pockmarked-faced man's name was Wei Ru, which was the name he used in the Dali Temple. It should be a pseudonym.

At this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of the fat man.

The fat man's hair felt cold and he almost peed himself out of fright. He managed to steady his shaking legs and asked in surprise, "Who are you? Where's Lao Wei?"

Duan Rong looked at the pale fat man with trembling fat on his face, his eyes flickered, and said, "Are you going to tell Old Wei that Zhu Cheng and Zhu Peng carried a box out of the Dali Temple?"

The white and plump man's eyes flashed with fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "No! I came to borrow money from Lao Wei."

Duan Rong smiled dumbly. The fear in the fat man's eyes had already told him the answer. Duan Rong shook his sleeves, and a ball of medicine powder sprinkled on the fat man's face. The fat man's body softened and he fainted.

Duan Rong glanced at the unconscious fat man lying on the ground and continued to devour the weapon spirit. As for this fat man, he planned to ask Deng Zhu Cheng to come over and let him deal with it.

In Zhu Cheng's mansion on Changle Street, under the rockery in the backyard garden, a secret dark room was filled with shrill screams...

Zhu Peng was sitting on a stone chair at the door of the dark room, and the screams made him feel creepy.

About half an hour later, Zhu Cheng walked out with blood splattered on his face. Zhu Peng's eyes jumped. There were still bits of flesh hanging on Zhu Cheng's nose and forehead.

Zhu Cheng glanced at Zhu Peng with an unpleasant expression. "Let's go back to the Dali Temple!"

The two walked out of the rockery, the sun shone on their faces, the sun was bright but Zhu Cheng's face was full of gloom. There were actually six spies in the Dali Temple, one of whom was in the dungeon. What made Zhu Cheng most disgusted was that after repeated investigations, he actually found a spy beside him.

At this time, it was already midnight.

Changle Street, in the backyard of Zhu Cheng’s mansion.

In the dark night, under the dim light of the stars and the moon.

There were more than twenty men in black clothes standing in the backyard, all of them had their faces covered with black cloth.

Duan Rong and Zhu Cheng stood in front of these people.

These twenty-odd men in black are all Zhu Cheng's subordinates in the Dali Temple.

This is why Duan Rong first investigated the Dali Temple. Only after all the spies in the Dali Temple were caught, would he dare to use the people in the Dali Temple.

But his real target tonight is Taihe Tower.

During the morning, he stayed in Taihe Tower for quite some time and explored the teahouse again, which made him more certain that Taihe Tower was an important stronghold.

On the street, the midnight watch was heard in the night wind. After Duan Rong counted the time, he suddenly said, "Follow me, don't lose me."

After he finished speaking, he leaped up like a ghost and lightning, and jumped out of a high wall somewhere in the backyard.

More than twenty figures moved almost simultaneously, each with different skills, heading in the same direction. In the darkness of the night, the scene was quite eerie.

Duan Rong slowed down so that Zhu Cheng and his men could catch up with him.

Along the way, Duan Rong released his spiritual sense and led this group of people to sneak in the night, avoiding all patrols and checks.

Soon, the group entered an alley. This narrow, dark alley was almost full of people.

Duan Rong looked out from the entrance of the alley and saw the three-story Taihe Tower not far away, still standing tall in the night.

He turned to Zhu Cheng beside him and said, "Stay here and wait for my order."

"Yes!" Zhu Cheng answered in the night, looking into Duan Rong's dark eyes.

Duan Rong then jumped out of the alley and headed towards Taihe Tower.

After careful investigation during the day, Duan Rong discovered that there were actually many invisible mechanisms in the Taihe Tower. If he hadn't used his spiritual sense to penetrate and investigate carefully, even he wouldn't have been able to discover them.

He had to decide who should be the guard in the building first, and then let Zhu Cheng and the others in, to avoid too many people and the possibility that they might accidentally trigger the mechanism, which would not only cause chaos but also alert the enemy.

Duan Rong released his spiritual sense, covering everything in the Taihe Tower. All objects inside, big and small, were now clearly visible.

He leapt to the edge of the building, tapped the bluestone slab with his toes, and suddenly jumped up like a dragonfly touching the water. He flew over the eaves like a bird or a bat, and then fell into the building from a window on the third floor almost silently.

Duan Rong's feet landed on the ground one after the other. His waist, as if boneless, bent in a strange arc as he slowly reached in from the window. His body slowly stood up in the building in a strange posture, and then he gently closed the window with his backhand.

Duan Rong's divine sense detected that there was a person sleeping in the attic on the third floor. It was an old man with white hair and beard! This person was in the realm of great perfection of the true energy realm.

Duan Rong walked towards the attic silently with his feet on the ground. After taking a few steps and getting closer, he could already hear the faint snoring sound through his ears.

Duan Rong stood silently at the door of the attic. Through a thin wooden door, the snoring sounds from inside were already very clear.

His fingertips flashed with energy, and with a light stroke, the door bolt made a rustling sound and broke!

At this moment, Duan Rong's figure suddenly jumped up!
Like a ghost in the darkness, when the wooden door creaked, Duan Rong's left hand turned into a claw, tightly gripping the old man's throat, and his right hand, with a point of energy, hit the old man's dantian.

The old man's Dantian was destroyed in an instant, and his true energy dissipated. At this moment, Duan Rong waved his sleeves and a ball of medicine powder was sprinkled on the old man's face.

The old man fainted as blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. These actions were completed almost simultaneously, without any stagnation and in a coherent manner. The reason why this was possible was because Duan Rong was calm at this moment.

After the old man fainted, Duan Rong loosened his hand that was pinching his throat.

In the darkness, Duan Rong's eyes flickered, and his spiritual sense penetrated and swept through the old man. After confirming that everything was fine, he flashed out of the room like a ghost.

In a room on the first floor of Taihe Building.

The room was at a corner and the windows were open, letting in the night wind. The person on the bed was sleeping on a bare bed without any bedding or even a straw mat.

The night wind was blowing, but that person seemed not to feel the cold.

He had already achieved the fourth level of the Qi Realm, and with strong Qi protecting his body, he felt no sensation at all from this bit of cold air.

Zhao Yi lay in the dark, but his eyes jumped. He seemed to hear a creaking sound from the attic through the open window. There was only one person living upstairs in the attic of Taihe Building.

"Doesn't that old man have a chamber pot? Why is he opening the door in the middle of the night?" Zhao Yi muttered in his heart.

But he soon discovered that after the creaking sound in the attic, there was silence.

Zhao Yi pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and found that there was no noise in Taihe Tower, except for the occasional whirring of the night wind...

Zhao Yi closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep again, when at this moment, in the darkness, the creaking sound of a door opening was heard again.

This time, the sound was very close and clear, because it was the door of his own room!
At this moment, the slight sound in the night sounded like thunder to his ears.

However, in the darkness, at the same time as the creaking sound was heard, before he could react, his throat was clamped tightly by a hand like an iron hoop, with such force that his larynx could be crushed at any time.

Almost at the same time, his Dantian suffered a heavy blow. Zhao Yi groaned and instantly realized that his Dantian was destroyed.

In the darkness, the man in front of him was obviously a top master above the Yuan Qi realm. And he also understood that not only his Dantian was destroyed, but the old man in the attic had the same experience as him. The faint creaking sound he heard in the night wind before was not accidental.

But who on earth could kill them so accurately and precisely?
As soon as this question flashed through his mind, a stream of medicinal powder rushed into his mouth and nose. When he realized he should hold his breath, it was too late. His eyes went dark and he passed out.

Duan Rong was looking at the man lying on the bare bed in front of him in the darkness. This man was the waiter of Taihe Tower, the one who sneaked into Zhu Zhengfu's mansion and investigated his whereabouts on the first night when he moved into the villa.

Not far from the bed, the night wind blew in through the open window. Duan Rong walked over slowly and closed the window.

The old man and the waiter are two masters who guard the Taihe Tower. When a warrior achieves the true Qi realm, his hearing ability will also improve, and he will be able to hear many delicate sounds.

This was also the reason why Duan Rong targeted and eliminated these two people as soon as he took action.

(End of this chapter)