Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 86 The Demonic Shadow Reappears, Blood Staining the Long Street! (Thanks to Jinghua for the generous donation!)
"Father, when do you plan to avenge me?"

At the Tuanjiang Sect's residence, several maids inside were terrified when they heard the slightly shrill voice.

Then, with another "bang," the teacup shattered, and I quickly hurried away from the inner courtyard.

Luo Dalang seems to have gone mad.

He used to enjoy torturing people, and now his methods of torturing people are even more outrageous and illogical.

The people in the Luo family are not deaf. Rumors such as "Luo Rongtai is not a man" have been flying all over the city. Who could not hear them?

"father!!"

In front of the weapon rack in the inner hall, Luo Rongtai stared at his father with bloodshot eyes, something he wouldn't have dared to do even if he had ten times the courage.

"The people from the Yangxing Society are all talking nonsense. I don't see how powerful the demonic sect experts are, as Ji Jun claims. If our elders and protectors were all here, how could he have escaped?"

“Now the people of the county are mocking you for being cowardly and fearful, and they are also laughing at me, asking me to enter the detached palace to serve Yang Guang.”

"Hahaha"

Luo Rongtai laughed maniacally several times: "You and I, father and son, have become a laughing stock. Who will give the Tuanjiang faction any face in the future?"

"shut up!"

Luo Changshou slammed his hand on the table, and all four legs snapped off.

He was a violent and fierce man by nature, and at this moment he managed to suppress his anger with reason: "Someone is secretly stirring things up, how can I fall for their trick?!"

"So what? This plan has already worked. Even if you pretend you didn't see it, it won't change the faction's contempt from others."

“Father, you once said that in the underworld, reputation is important. Sometimes you can get things done without even using a knife or showing your face.”

"Now we've lost face, and our livelihood is about to be destroyed as well."

"What kind of bullshit mortuary is this? You're so afraid of calling me 'father,' just let me lead my men to wipe it out. Are you worried that the big boss won't bail us out?"

"Hahaha!"

He laughed wildly, tearing at his wound, which made his face contort in a grotesque grimace.

Luo Rongda didn't give his father, the sect leader, a chance to reprimand him. He turned around, went out, mustered his men, and shouted with a strange laugh:

"Come on, let's go out and have some fun."

Sect Leader Luo frowned and waved to the side.

"Sect Leader." Two sharp-eyed men stepped forward.

"Keep a close watch on him and protect him. Don't let him fall into someone else's trap," Sect Leader Luo said with a murderous look. "If you spot anyone suspicious, report it immediately. I'll make sure he dies a horrible death."

The two men nodded in unison, knowing full well the sect leader's methods.

One of them said, "The Sea Sand Gang wants to bring distinguished guests to our door. What do you think, Sect Leader?"

"I agree, and I'll personally entertain you."

"Yes."

The two responded and then went after Luo Rongtai.

Luo Changshou sat alone in the inner hall, his eyes filled with growing ferocity, just one opportunity away from erupting. Fortunately, he already had a target.

Two days later.

The Luo family held a banquet in the main hall, displaying delicacies, and also invited Hu women to dance and Yan Niang to attend to them.

When distinguished guests arrive, the place naturally becomes lively.

At the banquet, Luo, the head of the Tuanjiang Sect, Yang Chengbi, the deputy head, and three elders were all present.

The guest seated at the head of the table, drinking with a beautiful woman in his arms, was a young gentleman.

Beside him stood a man, about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. This man had his shirt open, his chest hair standing on end like steel needles, and a short spear stuck in his back.

He was arrogant, as if everyone present owed him money.

He was only focused on drinking, neither socializing with others nor showing any interest in the voluptuous beauty beside him.

The man on the other side was in his early forties, with thick hair that made him look like a lion.

He was a master of interpersonal relationships and kept clinking glasses with Master Luo.

Luo Changshou smiled and glanced at the group of people and their subordinates behind them, treating them with great courtesy.

The Hai Sha Gang dominates the southeastern coast, led by the Dragon King Han Gaitian. The gang has seven protectors and eighteen branch leaders.

The person in front of me is even higher in status than a protector; he is Huo Yu, the vice leader of the gang, known as the Lion King.

Its status is second only to the "Dragon King".

"Boss Huo, let's do it!"

Luo Changshou raised his glass, then raised it to a pretty nun next to the Lion King. She was the best swimmer in the Hai Sha Gang, known as the Mermaid You Qiuyan.

Both of them were very polite and drank it all in one gulp.

"Young Master Chengzhi, I, Luo, would like to offer you a toast."

"It's easy to talk about."

The young nobleman temporarily left his beautiful wife to drink with him.

Luo Changshou didn't mind that he only drank half a cup, because this man came from the Yuwen Clan, the powerful backer of the Hai Sha Gang, and was the son of Yuwen Huaji, the apparent leader of the Yuwen Clan, making him a man of high status.

The man beside Yuwen Chengzhi who only drank alcohol came from Guanzhong.

Luo Changshou dared not be careless. As a martial artist, he knew the power of martial arts masters.

In Guanzhong there lived a man who wielded a spear, and was revered by the martial arts world as the Demon Spear.

This person, like Shen Mohuan, the notorious bandit of the northern desert, was a master of spear techniques.

Moreover, Yao Mao Yan Pingzhao and the leader of the Li clan were old friends. His son served the Li clan, while his eldest disciple, Zou Ding, followed the Yuwen clan.

How could Luo Changshou not have guessed the betting intentions behind it?

The reason this group of people gathered at this time was for the purpose of buying and selling illicit salt.

The Sea Sand Gang has always cooperated with the Yangxing Society to suppress the Water Dragon Gang and the Giant Kun Gang. Therefore, the Water Dragon Gang only obtained 10% of the smuggled salt business in the city, and this was even with some reservations from the Yangxing Society.

After all, the Water Dragon Gang is backed by the Song Clan.

Although the Lingnan Song Clan and Nanyang are far apart, the mere mention of "Heavenly Blade" evokes a deep sense of dread.

The four major clans are engaged in open and covert struggles. The Yuwen clan wants to completely destroy the Water Dragon Society, while the Yangxing Society dares not make a move. Luo Changshou has been holding back his anger lately and wants to make up for the losses of the Xiaojinlou, so he is willing to be the scapegoat.

"Brother Ding, please!"

Luo Changshou raised his cup, and Zou Ding reached out and pressed down on the cup, causing a spray of wine to fly up as he opened his mouth wide.

The liquor was like a spear, never touching the lips or teeth, and the tongue couldn't even taste it; it went straight down the throat.

This is the deep-throat swallowing method, which is extremely difficult to achieve without the exquisite control of energy by a martial arts master.

This method allows the strongest alcohol to be perfectly absorbed into the abdomen, transforming into a fiery sensation in the chest.

Just like his spear technique, it was fierce and powerful.

"I admire you!" Luo Changshou said sincerely.

He thought to himself, "As expected of a disciple of a grandmaster, his martial arts are probably superior to mine."

He clapped his hands repeatedly and ordered more delicacies and wine platters to be brought out, along with exquisite cakes and fruits, to make the banquet even more enjoyable.

Everyone was drinking and eating meat, laughing and chatting, but the things they were discussing were "kill this one" and "kill that one too."

The Luo residence looked like the Hall of Hell, where a group of judges were calling out names and collecting souls.
……

“Young Master, I have always abided by Yang Dalong’s rules and have never overstepped them in the slightest.”

The shopkeeper of the Qimen Pharmacy chased after the woman out of the shop, then cried out "Ouch!" and fell headfirst back down.

Luo Rongtai reached out and pushed aside his men who were about to kick him, looking down at the shopkeeper who had fallen to the ground, his hat knocked off:

"Either follow my rules or close down. And remember this: every day you delay closing down, the value of your shop will decrease by 50%."

"Don't even think about selling it to anyone else; no one dares to take over your shop."

"I'll give you one last half day to consider it."

After saying that, he left, ignoring the shopkeeper's cries behind him.

The shopkeeper had invested most of his wealth in this pharmacy, and after working hard for most of his life, despair and frustration filled his face.

The law of the jungle prevails, and no one can change that.

Yu Qihua, the owner of Qimen Pharmacy, sighed, picked up his hat, and stood up again.

He had already gone to the Nanyang government office to plead his case, but no one was willing to help.

In the past, the Nanyang Gang would have restrained the Tuanjiang faction for being so blatant.

After Luo Rongtai's bird was shattered, he transformed into a mad dog that could bite anyone at any time.

During this period of his rampage, he made money and opened shops, and few dared to stand up to him.

"Sigh," Manager Yu sighed and muttered, "Fine, you can't fight city hall. Life is more important. I'll give the shop to this bastard."

He was about to give up when suddenly he heard footsteps at the door again.

Luo Rongtai is back.

Manager Yu thought there was a chance for things to turn around, so he suppressed his anger and put on a smiling face.

He knew in his heart that it was impossible, but he still hoped for a miracle, after all, he had been in peace in Nanyang for a long time and was unwilling to leave.

Luo Rongtai stepped onto the threshold and suddenly smiled, saying to him, "Manager Yu, you have another way to save this shop and get my protection in the future."

"Young Master, please enlighten me."

Luo Rongtai smiled sinisterly: "I heard your youngest daughter is quite beautiful. Send her to me so I can play with her. Then you'll have a big backer in Nanyang."

"Don't worry, I'll return it to you after a few days. It'll still be alive."

Upon hearing this, Manager Yu's long-suppressed anger suddenly welled up in his eyes.

His two bloodshot eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets, and the angry curses escaping his mouth couldn't be stopped: "You beast! What the hell are you dreaming about!"

He let out a scream after speaking and was kicked inside by two thugs.

"Clang~!"

Manager Yu fell backward, knocking over a row of chairs and stools. His back hit the counter, and the Coptis chinensis in the medicine tray wobbled and fell off.

Luo Rongtai admired his desperate, painful, and helpless expression.

A sinister grin, filled with enjoyment, spread across his pale face. "I'll come again."

He left after uttering those words like a demon.

Manager Yu trembled, picked up the Coptis chinensis beside him and put it in his mouth, chewing it fiercely with his teeth, as if he were eating Luo Rongtai's flesh.

Coptis chinensis is bitter, but that bitterness doesn't reach his heart.

"Young Master, this old bastard dares to insult you. Should we chop him up when there are fewer people around?"

One of Luo Rongtai's lackeys was still offering advice: "This way, you'll have no more obstacles if you want to have sex with his daughter."

"Don't rush."

Luo Rongtai patted the dog's back: "Why kill him so quickly? I haven't had enough fun yet."

"I will give them a quick death only when my father avenges me."

Just as he was speaking
A blue-faced man silently walked out of the food shop next to the Qimen Pharmacy.

By the time the experts from the Tuanjiang Sect, who were secretly watching from afar, saw it, it was already too late!
Luo Rongtai was about to withdraw his hand from patting the dog's back when his expression suddenly changed drastically.

A sharp pain suddenly struck, followed by a scream!
"what--!"

Blood spurted from his right arm, and the entire arm flew off.

He instinctively turned around and saw a blue-faced man with a strange, uneven smile on his face.

The pain in my arm triggered the pain in my lower body, and the two pains became intertwined.

An unforgettable image of a "yellow face" kept flashing through my mind.

Although the appearance was different, Luo Rongtai was almost certain that he was the person from the brothel.

"You scoundrel, it's you—!!"

As he shouted, a black light pierced through his two thighs, and a sharp pain forced him to his knees.

The black light clung to the sword, drifting like the wind.

As the sword traces flashed upwards at an even faster speed than when the brothel was in operation, Luo Rongtai's henchmen on either side, before they could even draw their weapons, collapsed, clutching their throats.

"Hey~!"

Five long swords came from all around. The blue-faced man leaped lightly, deflecting the swords, which then came down again. At this moment, the man grabbed Luo Rongtai's back and lifted him aside, using him as a shield.

The fierce henchmen of the Tuanjiang Sect all sheathed their swords, their blood surging.

Seizing the opportunity, the man suddenly drew an arc of light around the sword that was shrouded in black mist.

Clang!
The weapons crashed to the ground, and all were slit in the throat with a single sword strike!
"stop!"

Two masters from the Tuanjiang Sect secretly rushed over using their lightness skills, but a long sword was already at Luo Rongtai's throat.

Everyone on the main street of Nanyang County was dumbfounded.

With his enemy right in front of him, Luo Rongtai was furious, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

The cold, longsword could slit his throat at any moment.

“Not bad,” the blue-faced man laughed, “your expression of despair is indeed quite amusing.”

"What? Haven't you always wanted to see me?"

"Now you're scared? Turns out you're just a coward."

"you--!"

Luo Rongtai roared, but felt the sword pressing down on his throat, and his roar sounded like a wail at the end.

The moment the head was severed from the neck, Luo Rongtai heard a soft whisper.

"You little beast, remember to be a maggot in your next life; the soil and water there are perfect for you."

"This celestial master will now send you to be reincarnated."

"..."

Thousands of eyes on the main street of the county town were fixed on the shocking scene before them.

Luo Rongtai, the young master of the Tuanjiang Sect, knelt on the ground. The blue-faced man with a sinister aura grabbed his hair, slashed him with his sword, and the young master's head was severed. He was then held in the man's hand and swayed back and forth.

Luo Rongtai's face was contorted in a ferocious expression, and blood was dripping from his neck.

The man's sword flashed with demonic energy, and he wore a sinister smile.

Many ordinary citizens and shopkeepers on the long street saw it and, although they found it terrifying, almost applauded and cheered.

“Take this to your Sect Leader Luo and tell him that I’ve also reserved his head.”

“The Tuanjiang faction is a bunch of cowards. They called you to the mortuary but you didn’t dare to come. Then just wait for me to come to your door.”

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he tossed Luo Rongtai's head to the experts of the Tuanjiang Sect.

We can't just ignore the young sect leader's head, can we?

One person caught Luo Rongtai's head, while the other took off to give chase.

But the blue-faced man suddenly turned around while using his light-footed skills.

The experts from the Tuanjiang Sect were wary and instinctively dodged backward. When they saw the man's mocking smile, they knew they had fallen into a trap.

He then yelled and chased after them again, trying to hold them back.

Once the major powers in the city arrive, no matter how capable these members of the Demonic Sect are, they will surely die.

However, he realized he was overthinking things.

The two were not on the same level in terms of lightness skills, and in the blink of an eye, they lost track of each other in the alley.

"Quick, to the city gate!!"

"Don't let him get away!"

The expert from the Tuanjiang Sect shouted and instinctively chased after the Black Stone Mortuary, almost certain that the direction was towards it.
As the group chased each other away, the entire street erupted in chaos.

Manager Yu of the Qimen Pharmacy got up and called out to the inside. A little girl timidly ran over to help him.

The two walked all the way to the door, and Manager Yu spat out the Coptis chinensis in his mouth.

He was trembling all over, laughing, but he was holding it back so as not to appear too unrestrained.

People on the street were talking loudly, saying that members of the Demonic Sect had killed the young leader of the Tuanjiang Sect.

Several people spoke with particularly loud voices, talking about the feud between Blackstone Mortuary and the Tuanjiang Faction.

In his words, he belittled Master Luo into a lamb to the slaughter.

Shopkeeper Yu's youngest daughter looked worried and whispered, "Father, don't hold on any longer, let's go quickly."

Manager Yu clutched his chest and let out a long sigh: "This time, we might not have to leave."

To avoid trouble, he planned to close the shop and stay closed for a few days.

However, before the door could be closed, two men rushed over.

She glared at him and then carried the door away.

Then they pieced Luo Rongtai's body together on the door panel and carried it to the Tuanjiang faction's headquarters.

"Die well!"

"That bastard, finally someone came to take him away. And those lackeys, it's a pleasure to see them die."

Shopkeeper Yu was extremely pleased at this moment. His youngest daughter asked, "I heard people outside talking about the Demonic Sect. Are they talking about the murderer?"

Manager Yu felt the frustration in his heart instantly dissipate: "Don't talk nonsense."

"This man is like a benefactor to our family. No matter who he is, we can't speak ill of him."

"If that beast doesn't die, how can we live a good life?"

……

Inside the banquet hall of the Tuanjiang School.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere remained lively.

The more they drink, the more they talk.

This principle also applies to some martial arts masters.

Lion King, the deputy leader of the Sea Sand Gang, kept chatting with Master Luo as if they were old brothers who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Even that arrogant grandmaster disciple occasionally uttered a few words.

This was thanks to everyone's cooperation; they had already discussed how to kill and how to divide the spoils.

The banquet went very smoothly.

Yang Chengbi, the deputy leader of the Tuanjiang Sect, and the three elders were all beaming with joy.

It's been a long time since I've felt this joyful since my last experience at the Xiaojinlou.

Yuwen Chengzhi, the young master of the Yuwen family, had drunk quite a bit of wine, and suddenly asked:
"I heard people in the city say that your son wants to go to the Eastern Capital to serve His Majesty. Is that true?"

"If that's the case, I can help out of respect for Sect Leader Luo."

Luo Changshou almost lost his temper, but seeing Yuwen Chengzhi's expression, he realized it was all well-intentioned.

His eye twitched slightly: "Oh, that's all nonsense from outsiders. We're free and happy in the city, why would we want to be restricted?"

“Not bad,” Zou Ding, who was drinking, unusually chimed in.

Lion King of the Sea Sand Gang said, "By the way, where is the young master at this celebration?"

This question struck everyone as odd.

With so many distinguished guests present, Master Luo should at least let his son make an appearance to ensure everything goes smoothly.

As for Luo Rongtai's reputation, it doesn't matter at all. Nobody there had a good reputation, right?

Yuwen Chengzhi frowned slightly, feeling somewhat neglected.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard hurried footsteps outside.

Another urgent shout:

"Young Master is back!"

……

(End of this chapter)