Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 192 Mortal Gangs (Bonus Chapter for 3,000 Monthly Tickets!)

Fallen leaves lay scattered on the ground, piled up and left unswept, turning what should have been a bustling market into a desolate scene.

The entire city seemed like an empty, deserted city.

A faint smell of blood permeated the air, suggesting that a fierce battle must have taken place here not long ago.

or……

It was a massacre!

Zhu Ju frowned as he looked at the scene before him, his ears twitching slightly. In a flash, he appeared in a small alley.

"Sirs, this food is for my son's survival. He hasn't eaten for two days and two nights."

"Please, gentlemen, don't steal my food."

"Peng!"

"Go away!"

"As long as the food doesn't take your life, it's already a sign of our kindness. Don't be ungrateful."

In the alley, two thugs were beating a man and snatching a cloth bag full of rice from him, which they then carried on their shoulders.

"what!"

"I'll fight you!"

Seeing his food being taken away, the beaten man yelled as he got up and lunged at the two men viciously.

"court death!"

One of them had a vicious look on his face. He dodged and kicked to the side, sending the man flying to the ground.

The thug clearly knew some martial arts and had honed his skills, making him much stronger than an ordinary person.

"Humph!"

"I was going to spare your life, but since you've chosen to die..."

After stretching his wrists, the two thugs surrounded each other, just as they were about to strike.

"Shh!"

A strange wind blew by.

The two thugs suddenly disappeared, leaving only the rice bag on the ground.

Ok?
The trembling man stared blankly at the bag of rice in front of him, then hurriedly hugged it to his chest.

At the same time, he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly:
"Thank you, Great Immortal, thank you, Great Immortal!"

After thanking them, he clutched the bag of rice and hurried away.

not far away.

Zhu Ju stared at the two thugs, his eyes gleaming with a ghostly light, his voice drifting as if from the netherworld:

Tell me, what happened in this city?

Spirituality!
With Zhu Ju's current spiritual power, controlling and interrogating ordinary people for information would be extremely easy.

"Half a month ago, the Blood Dragon Bandits broke into the city, massacred the city for a day, and then hurriedly left, leaving behind a mess."

One of the thugs, his eyes glazed over, said slowly:
"Because the Blood Dragon Bandits took away the city's stored grain, prices soared, especially grain, which was as valuable as gold. My brother and I scavenged grain everywhere to exchange for gold and silver, hoping to make a fortune."

"Hmm." Zhu Ju's expression remained unchanged.
Are there any martial arts or江湖 (jianghu) forces in the city?

"Yes." The thug nodded.
"Green Bamboo Gang, Red Leaf Society, Three Branches of the Third Hall..."

"Three-Part Hall?" Zhu Ju's eyes flickered slightly.
"Does the Three Branch Hall have a branch here? Do you know where the main hall is? Do you know anyone in the branch?"

"I know him," the thug said.
"We are from the Third Branch Hall."

?

Zhu Ju was stunned.

It turns out they're one of our own.

…………

Three branches of the hall.

Wang Jin, who was in charge of affairs in this area, put away the message brought by the pigeon, frowned, and walked towards the courtyard.

"Wang Jin?"

An unfamiliar voice rang in my ears.

"Who?"

Wang Jin's expression hardened, his body tensed instantly, and his right hand gripped the hilt of his sword at his waist, ready to draw it at any moment.

This is a key location for the branch headquarters; no one can enter without his permission.

The other party not only entered, but also approached without anyone noticing, so they must be a master.

"do not worry."

Zhu Ju emerged from the shadows:

"I am also a member of the Three Branches Hall, and I have something to ask you."

"Oh!" Looking at the unfamiliar face of the newcomer, Wang Jin remained expressionless, maintaining his guard as he spoke slowly:
"What's the matter?"

“My brother-in-law is Lu Pu, do you know him?” Zhu Ju said.

"Elder Lu." Wang Jin was taken aback.
"Of course I know you, you..."

"Are you Master Zhu Ju, the Immortal Master?"

"Hmm?" Zhu Ju raised his eyebrows.
"you know me?"

"I've heard about it." Wang Jin's expression relaxed, revealing a friendly, even somewhat ingratiating, smile.

"I had long heard that Elder Lu's brother-in-law had already attained the Innate Realm at a young age and had joined a celestial sect to cultivate immortal techniques."

"Unexpectedly..."

"I am so fortunate to have seen your divine countenance today!"

innate!

Disciple of the Immortal Sect!

Such an existence was equivalent to the presence of the Third Hall Master in person for him, and the shock in his heart was beyond measure.

They dared not harbor any further hostility.

"Celestial arts?" Zhu Ju gently shook his head and asked:

"I rushed here from the sect, only to find the area has become a battlefield. What is the situation in Hejian Prefecture?"

"This isn't good," Wang Jin said, regaining his composure.

"The Blood Dragon Bandits are rampant. The prefectural city has sent troops to suppress them many times, but to no avail. On the contrary, the more they are suppressed, the stronger they become."

"It is said that if the Blood Dragon Bandits were willing, even Hejian Prefecture would not be able to hold out. The reason they haven't made a move is to lure in a bigger fish."

"Where is Lu Pu?" Zhu Ju asked gravely.
How are my sister and the others doing?

"Master Zhu, please don't be anxious," Wang Jin said.
"Elder Lu has also joined the Immortal Sect. More than a month ago, he and his family followed the Immortal Sect to the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"The third hall..."

"The influential people in the hall have long since left, and now there are no members of the Three Halls left in Hejian Prefecture."

More than a month ago?

If the journey is smooth and everything goes well, Lu Pu, Zhu Shuang, and the others should have already passed Gubeikou.

If I hadn't left the sect... I would definitely have received a letter from my sister.

What a mess!

So, didn't I just make a wasted trip?
Zhu Ju remained silent, but upon learning that his sister Zhu Shuang had left, he felt a sense of relief.

Are you sure they've left Hejian Prefecture?

"Confirmed." Wang Jin nodded emphatically.
"Actually, I just received the news that the leader asked me to lead the branch members to Gubeikou, where the Third Branch will meet us."

"However, Master Zhu is also aware of the situation outside the city. If we set off rashly, our lives will be in grave danger."

He looked up, his face filled with hope.

Zhu Ju naturally knew what he was thinking, and stroked his chin as he spoke:
“Cultivators usually don’t attack mortals. As long as you avoid the Blood Dragon Bandits, the journey isn’t too dangerous.”

"Yes, yes." Wang Jin nodded repeatedly.
"If Master Zhu were to accompany us, there would certainly be no danger."

"Very well!" Zhu Ju thought for a moment and said:

"I'm also going back soon, so let's travel together. But remember not to reveal anything about me."

He wants to go back too.

Nowadays, a group of cultivators are appearing in the vicinity. Flying over the mountains may not be safe, as it could easily attract the attention of Dao Foundation cultivators.

On the contrary, if they hide among ordinary people, they will have a way to deal with danger.

"Of course." Wang Jin was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"I will definitely sew my mouth shut."

"One more thing."

He rubbed his hands together, his face showing awkwardness:
"The Blood Dragon Bandits massacred the city a while ago and took away all the food in the city. Our people may not have enough to eat on the way."

"However, the Green Bamboo Gang has secretly hidden a granary. If we can get our hands on it, we won't have to worry about it."

"The Green Bamboo Gang?" Zhu Ju looked at him:
"You want to use me to get rid of the Green Bamboo Gang?"

"I wouldn't dare." Wang Jin's face stiffened, and he said in a low voice:
"Immortal Master, please forgive us. The Green Bamboo Gang has been committing all sorts of evil deeds for many years, and its leader, Nong An, is a beast in human clothing. Killing him will not only give us enough food, but it will also be considered doing justice on behalf of Heaven."

"Heh..." Zhu Ju chuckled lightly.
"Committing evil deeds?"

"What about the members of your Third Branch Gang? They're just trying to use someone else to do their dirty work."

Wang Jin's expression changed.

"Never mind." Zhu Ju waved his hand.
"What does the leader of the Green Bamboo Gang look like?"

He had also mingled in the mortal world before, so he knew exactly what the gangs in the city were like. If he dragged out ten people and killed nine of them, none of them would be innocent. He wouldn't take the other party's little schemes to heart.

"Immortal Master," Wang Jin said nervously in a low voice.
"Nong An was a big, burly man with a face covered in pockmarks. His weapon was a nine-ringed sword, and he especially loved drinking."

"When drinking, there must be women accompanying you; it is very indecent to be naked."

"Hmm." Zhu Ju closed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought, and suddenly spoke:

"But he has a black mole on his forehead and his mouth is a little crooked, so he will definitely swear at least once in every three sentences he speaks."

"Yes!" Wang Jin nodded.
"it's him."

"That makes things simple." Zhu Ju patted the storage bag at his waist, casually took out a flying sword from it, and tossed it aside.

The five-pointed flying sword has been destroyed.

However, he had plenty of spoils of war, and even a low-grade flying sword was more than enough to deal with a mere mortal.

"Shh!"

The flying sword spun in the air and flew north.

Not long after.

The flying sword reversed direction and flew back, landing in front of Wang Jin with a head on its back.

"But this person?"

"..." Looking at the lifeless head before him, Wang Jin's expression was complex. He paused for a moment before slowly nodding:
"good."

"This man is none other than Nong An, the leader of the Green Bamboo Gang."

The two had known each other for decades, harboring deep resentment and having considered various ways to kill each other.

No matter what.

After decades of fighting, no one has been able to gain the upper hand.

And now...

In the time it took to speak, Master Zhu hadn't even 'made a move' yet, he had retrieved the other person's head from a distance.

Everything was so easy and effortless, as if taking something out of a bag.

happy?

ecstasy?

Feeling aggrieved for the other person?
Looking at his sworn enemy, Wang Jin's expression shifted repeatedly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"The leader of the Green Bamboo Gang is dead. The rest is up to you," Zhu Ju said.
"How long will it take before we can set off?"

"..." Wang Jin came to his senses and said:
"It will take about seven or eight days to deal with the remaining members of the Green Bamboo Gang and then determine who is leaving."

"Yeah." Zhu Ju nodded:
"Give me a room, and don't let anyone disturb me."

"Yes."

Wang Jin respectfully replied, "Yes."

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The world of magic.

The situation in Skyfall City has been changing again and again.

First, the Wu family suddenly launched an attack, sweeping through the various outposts of the Exorcism Hall with unstoppable momentum, and victory seemed to be within their grasp.

suddenly.

The Demon Exorcism Hall Master, Divine Eagle King Tie Kuangtu, displayed his divine power, single-handedly reversing the situation and causing the Wu family to be defeated.

That's all.

As a result, the Exorcist Hall, oblivious to its own mortality, provoked the Sword Sect, attracting a peerless master who directly slaughtered a group of Exorcist Hall experts, including Iron Madman.

Such stories should have appeared in illustrated novels, but unexpectedly, they are actually unfolding today.

The ancestral home of the Wu family.

"Master Xiao."

The two surviving members of the Wu family, the True Man Wu Fu'an, spoke slowly:
"Sect Leader Zhu has not returned yet?"

"No." Xiao Meng shook her head.
"The sect leader often goes into seclusion, and this time is probably no exception."

"Could he be injured?" Wu Fu'an asked.
"Iron Madman is quite strong, and he has other Second-Rank True Immortals by his side. Even if Sect Master Zhu is powerful..."

"I made a mistake."

He smiled and took some books from beside him, placing them on the table.

"These are things we found in the Exorcism Hall. For thousands of years, the Exorcism Hall has been trying to break the barriers of visualization techniques and create new methods to take a path that no one has taken before. That's how the Iron Madman got those two curved swords."

"This method is not yet perfect; if it could truly be fully implemented..."

Wu Fu'an's expression turned solemn:
"Perhaps the Sword Sect can recreate the glory of ancient times!"

Ok?
Xiao Meng slowly sat up straight.

(End of this chapter)