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Chapter 572 Cowardly as a mouse, ruthless as a tiger
The young master stayed in Champa for twelve days before getting bored and not wanting to stay any longer. Before Xu Yuan returned, he left with Aunt Jiang and the others.

In a place like Champa, apart from Xieliu Lane, there really wasn't much else that would make the well-traveled young master linger.

The white fox was furious.

He felt that with his own abilities, he should be able to keep this young nobleman bedridden for three months.

As a result, the young master left without hesitation, showing no reluctance whatsoever.

The white fox then reflected on itself: "I'm afraid I underestimated the allure of the Northern Capital..."

Thus, the idea of ​​"venturing to the Northern Capital" arose in his mind.

In the past, she looked down on the North, considering herself a "reclusive master" in the pleasure quarters, never traveling between the North and South, but her tongue, methods, and waist techniques far surpassed those of the North.

The young master left without giving Xu Yuan any further instructions about such an important matter as the transshipment terminal, and he left so gracefully.

He could abandon his responsibilities, but he couldn't ignore the people below him.

Mr. Robben and another third-rate man stayed in Champa.

This was arranged by the family long ago.

Grandpa Luo's algorithm is useful at the transshipment terminal.

The original plan was for Old Master Luo to be the only one in charge of Champa.

In the insignificant southern Jiaozhi, a third-rate official was enough to intimidate all directions and deter the villains.

Unexpectedly, with the arrival of Banlan Gong in Zhancheng, leaving only Old Master Luo behind, the Duke's Mansion began to take advantage of Banlan Gong.

But since Aunt Jiang needed to protect the young master closely, she had to leave behind another third-rate person.

If the young master doesn't leave, Xu Yuan really can't quietly leave for Xiaoyu Mountain.

After all, given the young master's unpredictable nature, he might come looking for him at any time and use Lang Xiaoba as a substitute. It would be very inappropriate for him to find out.

Without Fu Yi causing trouble, everything was progressing smoothly at the construction site.

Every day, Grandpa Luo would take a walk around the construction site and then disappear into Xieliu Lane.

He was too embarrassed to go when the young master was around, but after the young master left, Xieliu Lane became Old Master Luo's warm home.

Fu Yi's assassins had been urging him for days: "Young Master, we should take the next step, otherwise we won't be able to explain it to the Master."

The true spirit that Fu Yi had previously condensed has dissipated.

That true spirit wreaked havoc in the canal for several days—it was a play that Xu Yuan had staged with Banlan Gong.

Otherwise, how could a third-rate organization be unable to deal with a mere True Spirit?
However, after the true spirit possessed him multiple times, his power was continuously depleted, and he could no longer maintain it, so he dissipated into a cloud of yin energy.

The assassins had urged him several times, but Fu Yi had delayed them with various excuses.

But today, all the assassins gathered in Fu Yi's room to force him to abdicate.

I will not let Fu Yi drag this out any longer, no matter what.

These people had shifty eyes and expressions that concealed a hint of mockery.

Do you really think you're some kind of "young master"?

Do you really think we're going to follow you?

How much higher is your status than ours?

We are nominal servants of the Fu family, but you are a servant without any real status!
Wake up! The Fu family won't even grant you the "Dragon Transformation Technique" to cultivate!
But Fu Yi today seemed different to them... but they couldn't quite put their finger on what was different.

He sat there, and the assassins stood before him, pressuring him to abdicate, yet Fu Yi's demeanor made them feel a true sense of master and servant, superior and inferior.

"I will be going into seclusion today to advance to the fourth level of the Dragon Transformation Technique," Fu Yi said in a calm tone.

This startled the group of assassins, causing their bodies to tremble violently and their eyes to snap open!

This sentence instantly awakened the assassins: what was different about Fu Yi? There were some fine, pale golden spots around the pupils of his eyes.

And those pupils were no longer perfectly round, but rather elongated, transforming into a date-shaped form.

If you look closely, you'll notice that Fu Yi's hair is even stiffer than usual today, like... a dragon's mane!
One of the assassins pointed at him and exclaimed, "You, you, you... you cultivate the Condensation True Realm Technique, when did you secretly start cultivating the Dragon Transformation Technique?"

Fu Yi grinned maliciously, his lips and teeth resembling those of a vicious dragon: "Since when has it become your place, a mere servant, to interfere in the affairs of our Fu family?!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a thick, purplish-black mist that flew towards the assassin.

The assassin was a divine cultivator. He immediately stomped his feet on the ground, and two ghostly creatures with human upper bodies and centipede lower bodies emerged from beneath his feet. They carried him and turned to run away at an extremely fast speed!

He didn't want to fight Fu Yi, after all, Fu Yi still bore the surname Fu.

He knew very well that what he should do now was to go and complain to the master.

However, while his twin ghosts were fast, the purplish-black mist spewed out by Fu Yi was even faster, and seemed to possess a spirit, no matter how he dodged and weaved, the mist could immediately catch up.

He had just rushed to the door when, before he could even open it, a thick fog enveloped him.

"what--"

The divine cultivators screamed in agony in the thick fog!
His ghostly soldiers emerged one by one, but none of them could break through the thick fog. They were all corroded and dissolved by the fog, along with their master!
The remaining assassins' faces turned pale: "What a potent poison!"

Some of the assassins couldn't help but think: Master's Dragon Transformation Technique is a poisonous dragon!
The eldest son is indeed the one who resembles the master the most.

The purplish-black fog, after dissolving the corpses of the divine cultivators and the Yin soldiers, became even denser, and flew back to be swallowed by Fu Yi in one gulp.

Fu Yi's gaze turned grim as he swept over the rest of the group. He said coldly, "Get out! No one is to act without my orders. Otherwise—you will be killed without mercy!"

The assassins dared not utter another word, bowed to the young master, and left the room.

The last person respectfully closed the door.

Fu Yi felt incredibly happy!

He could easily see that even these assassins were only paying lip service to him and looked down on him at all.

Now, who would dare to underestimate me?

"When they go to complain to my father and find no one responding, and then investigate and discover that my father is already dead, they'll probably be even more shocked then, hehehe..."

These past few days, he has been busy using the Dragon Ball as a starting point to transform the "Condensing Truth Method" into the "Dragon Transformation Method".

Xu Yuan gave him the cultivation method of the "Dragon Transformation Technique" and also found him all the necessary materials.

Today, I have completely transformed my fifth-rate cultivation level into the cultivation level of the "Dragon Transformation Technique".

He had been in the Fu family for a long time and had long ago privately pondered how to transform the "Condensing Truth Method" into the "Transforming Dragon Method".

Xu Yuan infested him with lice, and Xu Yuan knew everything about him.

Fu Yi then went into seclusion in the inn and advanced to the fourth rank.

He was not worried at all that the assassins would take advantage of the situation to harm him.

They didn't have the guts before Fu Yangwei's order arrived.

Once they were certain that Fu Yangwei was dead, they dared not do it again.

Even in the future, when they are in the Fu family, they will really have to rely on themselves.

Fu Yi knew that Xu Yuan had used methods to control him, and he could not disobey Xu Yuan's orders.

But it was precisely because of Lord Xu that I was able to truly enjoy myself for the first time in thirty years!
Once I've risen to the fourth rank, I'll be a big shot when I return to the Fu family!
The Fu family not only wouldn't investigate the origin of his "Dragon Transformation Technique," but they also had to accept it reluctantly and include him in their family genealogy!

even!

People from Fu Yangwei's lineage, including his younger siblings who used to boss him around like servants, will now humble themselves, fawn over him, and depend on him!

Because Fu Yangwei died, this lineage lost its fourth branch.

Without a fourth-rate leader in charge, this branch of the family will completely lose power and will be unable to obtain any resources.

They need me!

So what if I'm just a puppet for Lord Xu? It's worth it!

……

Yu Yunhang chose a time when Lord Xu was free and in a good mood, and brought Ji Si Na and the others over to pay their respects to the Lord.

"You did a good job on this mission."

Xu Yuan was generous with his praise.

Several captains, led by Ji Si Na, clasped their hands and bowed, saying, "We are willing to die for you, sir!"

Although everyone tried to remain calm and composed, the excitement in their eyes was impossible to hide.

Everyone understood that they had seized this opportunity to change their destiny!
From now on, I'll be someone the adults carry in their pockets.

Everyone can see that their adult has a bright future.

As long as the adults soar to great heights, they will take them with them and bring glory to their ancestors!
There are countless capable people in the world, but very few who truly achieve anything.

Even heroes need a chance to prove themselves!

Xu Yuan smiled gently, briefly inquired about their family backgrounds and skill levels, then offered a few words of encouragement before picking up his teacup.

Yu Yunhang immediately led the person out.

The four of them were naturally filled with gratitude towards Yunhang once again.

Yu Yunhang also laughed and said, "No need to thank me, it's because you have the ability that I can recommend you to the adults."

This opportunity was actually earned by yourselves.

The four men said, "With so many people in the government office, without your recommendation, we don't know how long we would have to wait to get ahead."

Yu Yunhang then stopped being modest and said, "Alright, you've all worked hard on this mission. Go back and get some rest. Your new appointments will be coming down soon."

The four were overjoyed. After thanking him, they returned home and each of them sold their pots and pans and borrowed money from all over the place to scrape together two hundred taels of silver, which they secretly sent to Yu Yunhang.

Yu Yunhang accepted it.

This is a common practice in officialdom, and Yu Yunhang knew that if he didn't accept the money, the four people would definitely feel uneasy.

Moreover, other colleagues in the government office would also have their own doubts.

But the four asked, "What about the tribute from the Lord Lawyer's side..."

Yu Yunhang waved his hand: "There's no need to overdo it, the adults won't want it. We'll just follow the adults and do our best."

This event was a major turning point in the lives of Ji Si Na and the other three, but for Xu Yuan, it was a trivial matter.

Xu Yuan did remember the four people, because this time it involved Aunt Wang.

However, we will need to observe their abilities further in future work.

If he is indeed capable of being trained, then we will take him to the Northern Capital in the future.

If their talents are limited to the counties, then arrange for them to take up a position such as inspector before they leave.

Their kinship ended there.

A few more days passed, and the expansion of the transshipment terminal was completely on track. Xu Yuan could no longer contain himself.

He gave Lang Xiaoba some instructions, then quietly left and entered Xiaoyushan.

He had intended to bring Zhang Meng along, but quickly dismissed the idea.

The more secretive this matter is, the better.

Master Xu is very familiar with Xiaoyushan. He has been here many times, and the whole family of weasels here are all Master Xu's "eyes and ears".

When Lord Xu came last time, he discovered that this den of weasels was running rampant in Xiaoyu Mountain, using Lord Xu's name to bully other minor evil spirits.

Lord Xu did not stop them. Evil spirits are not human; the more they are oppressed, the better.

Humans colluding with evil spirits is a capital offense, and evil spirits colluding with humans... is not a good reputation either. But evil spirits have no imperial court, and the level of evil spirits in Xiaoyu Mountain is not high. There is no one like Master Ruan Tian, ​​so naturally no one comes out to punish this den of weasels.

Lord Xu entered Xiaoyu Mountain and casually walked through the mountains with his hands behind his back. He thought he might encounter a small evil spirit, so he caught it and asked it to lead him to the weasel.

Aunt Wang gave him that map, and Xu Yuan had never actually been to any of the places marked on it.

Xiaoyushan is located in the northwest, farthest from Champa.

But to their surprise, after traveling seven or eight miles into the mountains, they still hadn't seen a single evil spirit.

Xu Yuan continued walking, and after another five miles, the surroundings were still quiet, which was a bit strange.

Xu Yuan frowned: "What happened in Xiaoyu Mountain?"

Xu Yuan then got into the carriage and instructed, "Xiao Meng, hurry up."

Beneath the wheels of the "dream come true" carriage, flames immediately blazed, and the two craftsmen's horses spewed out crimson heat. The carriage moved through the mountains as if on flat ground, speeding along at high speed.

In a short time, they rushed into the mountains for dozens of miles.

Not a single evil spirit was seen along the way!
Xu Yuan frowned, pointed with his hand, and "Dream Come True" changed direction, rushing only to the nearest mountain peak.

Xu Yuan stood on the summit and activated "Looking at Fate".

From his vantage point, Xu Yuan could see a range of dozens of miles.

The mountains were completely serene, without a single evil spirit in sight!
wrong--

Xu Yuan suddenly stared at a certain spot, where a thin, malevolent spirit was rising lightly from a ravine.

Xu Yuan then pointed in that direction: "Xiao Meng, let's go!"

"Dream Come True" reached the ravine in just fifteen minutes.

The animal sinew rope flew out and disappeared under a large tree, pulling out a dark shadow from the winding tree hole.

The dark figure howled and spoke in a human voice, "Great King Huang, spare my life—"

"It's not that I'm afraid of fighting, it's just that my legs are weak and I really can't get there in time..."

This is a spirit about two feet tall, and it looks a bit like a mountain demon.

It has black fur all over its body, a face like a monkey, but its face is snow-white.

But Xu Yuan was also surprised when he found out who this guy was.

Because when I was "observing fate" on the mountain peak just now, the weak evil spirit's fate indicated that the evil spirit could not be above the ninth level.

But as soon as he pulled it out, Xu Yuan immediately realized that this thing was at least a sixth-rate product!

What tricks does it have to conceal its true skill level?

Even my "hope for destiny" was deceived!
Upon closer inspection, Lord Xu confirmed that the little mandrill did indeed have a broken leg.

But it was clearly only recently interrupted—considering its earlier words, this is highly suspicious, making one feel that it interrupted itself to avoid battle…

Xu Yuan shouted sharply, "Shut up!"

"I'll ask, you answer!"

"If you utter even half a lie, I'll make sure you die!"

Xu Yuan bound the fellow with animal sinew rope, and with a loud shout, the sword pellet flew out with a whoosh, aiming straight for the fellow's brow.

The little mountain demon saw the gleaming flying sword heading straight for its face. It was so frightened that its whole body stiffened, and then its eyes rolled back and it fainted with a "uh".

"Huh?" Xu Yuan was at a loss for words.

With its sixth-rate abilities and unique, cunning skills to deceive its own "fate," it is definitely a major evil spirit in Xiaoyu Mountain.

Yet he was such a timid one.

Xu Yuan muttered to himself, "How do I wake it up..."

Xu Yuan was looking for the water bag; he remembered it was hanging outside the car door.

The "Dreams Come True" swayed back and forth, making a creaking sound, as if whispering a suggestion to the master:

When I run over it, I crush its other leg, and it will surely wake up in pain.

Xu Yuan nodded in deep agreement: "Xiao Meng really came up with a good idea."

Regardless of whether this fellow is timid or bold, he is ultimately an evil spirit, so there's no need to pity him.

Just then, a strange rustling sound came from the big tree. Dafu, who had been quietly following behind Lord Xu, was so frightened that its white fur stood on end, and it flapped its wings and flew away into the distance with a cacophony of cackling.

When Xu Yuan looked up, he saw only a crow flying up from between the branches.

However, the crows in these mountains are much larger than those outside, so they make more noise.

However, they were just ordinary birds, not some terrible evil spirit.

A frivolous tune drifted from inside the carriage; "Dreams Come True" mocked Dafu's timidity.

Dafu, feeling somewhat humiliated, swung his large webbed feet and plopped back, stretching his neck like a javelin as he charged at the mandrill.

Dafu was petty; unable to catch the crow, it decided to take its anger out on the mountain demon.

Just then, the mandrill woke up and jumped up with a "Ah!"

Just then, I saw Dafu rushing towards me.

Both of them were so frightened that they jumped three feet into the air, and after falling down, they scrambled backward for more than half a foot.

Then, the little mandrill was pulled back by Master Xu's animal sinew rope.

The music inside the carriage became even more cheerful.

The mandrill's small body was curled up, its two paws clasped in front of it, and its monkey-like face deliberately made a fierce expression: "I...I can be very fierce sometimes. You'd better let me go quickly, or...or I'll crack open your skull and eat your brain raw..."

"Oh," Xu Yuan replied calmly, then asked, "The King Huang you just mentioned, is that Huang Thirty-Seven?"

The mandrill was taken aback: "How do you know the name of King Huang...?"

Suddenly, its eyes widened, staring intently at Xu Yuan, and it stammered, "You, you, you are... King Huang's ruthless backer—"

Then its eyes rolled back again, and it fainted with a "uh".

Xu Yuan rubbed his forehead helplessly.

It's unclear how Huang Thirty-Seven managed to "ruin" his reputation in Xiaoyu Mountain.

It actually managed to scare the timid mandrill into fainting.

"Xiao Meng," Lord Xu instructed, "go and wake her up."

The "dream come true" inspired the two craftsmen to spur them on, pulling them forward.

But the two handcrafted horses seemed somewhat uneasy, hot air puffing from their large nostrils, their hooves thrashing about, yet they refused to move forward.

Xu Yuan frowned, and "Dreams Come True" also seemed somewhat dissatisfied, giving a clear urging. The two craftsman-made horses struggled forward—

Suddenly, the little mandrill woke up again.

But the moment it turned over, its black fur flowed and surged like water, turning into a ghastly white in an instant!
The monkey's face, which had been snow-white just moments before, was now covered in thick ink, turning completely black!
The fear and cowardice in his eyes had completely vanished, replaced by a fierce and ruthless expression.

It tried so hard to make its expression look ferocious, but it just looked rather silly and cute.

His face was calm now, but a terrifying bloodlust was already showing!

"This idiot is a disgrace!"

The mandrill stood up, stumbled, and looked down to see its broken leg.

With a pull and a stretch, and after an uncomfortable scraping sound of bone and flesh grinding together, the broken leg was reattached and then quickly recovered.

Its small eyes flashed with ferocity, and it grinned maliciously, saying, "This piece of trash was right about one thing: I am very vicious!"

It stuck out its long, scarlet tongue, licked its lips, and stared intently at Xu Yuan's head: "Your brain is delicious..."

The animal sinew rope, like a long whip, lashed down from mid-air.

The mandrill caught it in one swift motion.

A terrifying power burst forth from its small body.

Xu Yuan nodded inwardly; this was the level a sixth-rate writer should have.

But that’s about it.

The mandrill seized the sinew rope and grinned maliciously again, "This rope is not bad. I'll use it to tie you up later, and then crack open your skull..."

The animal sinew rope suddenly sprang up, like a monstrous python, and lashed out violently—

Snapped!
Caught off guard, the mandrill was instantly struck and embedded deep into the ground!

"Ow—"

With a roar, the mandrill leaped out, shouting, "I will use the most cruel methods to torment..."

Snapped!
The animal sinew rope was lashed down again.

Xu Yuan concluded: I didn't hit hard enough just now.

This attack broke most of the mandrill's bones.

It lay limp on the ground, unable to move.

The sinew rope wrapped around one of the mandrill's feet, causing it to fall to the ground.

"I ask the questions, and you answer them."

"If you utter even half a lie, I'll make sure you die!"

Lord Xu had no choice but to repeat his lines again.

The mandrill's eyes were filled with ferocity and resentment as it glared fiercely at Xu Yuan.

I don't like the way you look at me.

As Xu Yuan spoke, the sword pellet flew out and struck the mandrill's left eye—

The mandrill let out a shrill scream as its eyeball exploded!
The little mandrill fainted from the pain on the spot.

Then, its white fur rippled like water once again, turning black again.

The jet-black monkey face faded, turning back to its original snow-white color.

Upon waking this time, it transformed back into the cowardly mandrill.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

"That idiot, why did you have to provoke this ruthless man? Even King Huang is his subordinate. If you want to die, don't ruin my body..."

Xu Yuan grew increasingly agitated, but he still patiently asked in a deep voice, "What happened in these mountains? Why did you break your own leg to avoid battle?"
Answer my questions properly, and I may spare your life.

The little mandrill nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you everything."

Deep in these mountains, a dragon came and fought several battles with King Huang. King Huang was no match for it, so he summoned all the evil spirits in the mountains to fight the dragon to the death.

"I...I dare not! I'm timid and have no skills, but King Huang sent his thirty-six monsters, the Yellow Wind Demon, to conscript men all over the mountain. I can only hide..."

Xu Yuan was greatly puzzled: A dragon?

Suddenly, another thought struck him: a jiao, or... a dragon?

(End of this chapter)