Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 95 The True Man's Eyes Were Burned to the End of the Firewood!

The 164th day of the Lion King Calendar.

At 9:00 AM, Lou Ruodan and Chen Ruiyang descended to the foot of Wolonggang Mountain.

The two stopped and looked back at the road lined with ancient cypress trees.

After picking up the goods from the government office, he spent three days taking care of trivial matters, and then went to the mountain to express his gratitude.

just
"We travel between the northern frontier and the central plains, and our business is not small. Does the abbot know nothing about the caravan business?"

The doubt in Lou Ruodan's eyes had not yet faded:

"Is it just my imagination that he doesn't care about the profit sharing?"

“It’s not a misperception,” Chen Ruiyang said, “but you are very wrong to say that the abbot doesn’t understand the caravan business.”

"Leaving aside the fact that the Wild Goose in the Northern Desert was working for him, his inquiry about the Northern Horse Caravan just now was quite insightful."

Lou Ruodan patted her forehead.

The Northern Horse Gang is not part of the three major gangs in the northern frontier; it is a newly emerging force that specializes in trading with various tribes beyond the Great Wall and has quickly become the largest horse merchant. Its leader, Xu Kaishan, is extremely capable.

If one does not care about the northern desert, or is out of touch with the news.

It's impossible to know the latest developments on the grasslands.

"These minor details are not important. As long as the other party accepts the benefits, that's fine. Besides, our relationship is not public. This abbot is a recluse who practices asceticism, so no one else can tell that the ranch has made any compromises."

Chen Ruiyang is getting on in years: "I only hope to have a more stable life in Nanyang."

"Let's go."

Chief Lou rubbed his temples: "The scoundrels from the Ape Carrying Horse Gang have been wiped out, which should be a cause for celebration, but Ren Zhi is trying to drag us into it. We must be careful."

"You can tell he's up to no good."

Chen Ruiyang cursed, and the Dangyang caravan returned to Nanyang City.

Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, Zhou Yi looked at the two sturdy, shiny horses at the entrance, somewhat surprised.

Pegasus Ranch is full of strategic resources, with horses, soldiers, and businesses all over the place. It's always good to do them a favor.

But the other party's response was far too straightforward.

He had no interest in how the Dangyang caravan made a profit in Nanyang County.

But now it's accidentally in my pocket.

The ranch is well-funded and currently in the "stockpiling grain" phase, so consider this a donation from the market owner.

Zhou Yi smiled, then started making plans in his mind again.

The pharmacy business, the caravan business.
Well, it would be even more perfect if Ren Zhi could also make all kinds of fur and quiver products, and Ji Yinong could also sell private salt.

For the next two days, Zhou Yi felt very at ease in the temple.

I meditated and practiced my skills, discussed scriptures with Xia Shu and Yan Qiu, gave Huo Mei some pointers on painting, and also discussed the Sabulagan Sutra.

He wrote a secret message for Chen Laomou and looked through the latest pharmacy bill handed to him by Cao Chengxian.

After Lao Dan and Zhang Cheshen returned from their busy work in the city, they discussed equestrian skills around the two ranch horses.

Zhou Yi was originally a complete novice in equestrianism, but through exposure to it, he has made considerable progress.
Three days after Zhou Tianshi accepted the benefits from the shop owner, two visitors broke the brief tranquility.

It was Ying Yu and Lü Wuxia from the Tiankui Dojo.

Upon entering the temple, Ying Yu said, "Master Yi, the Great Dragon Head invites you to his residence."

"Do you know what's going on?"

"It was the Jingshan Sect that was stirring up trouble, but it has nothing to do with you, Daoist."

When Lu Wuxia mentioned the Jingshan Sect, she didn't have a good look on her face. "The Ape Carrying Horse Gang was wiped out. Some remnants of the Ape Carrying Horse Gang in the city came to Sect Leader Ren and said that it was the Dangyang Horse Gang that did it."

"Master Ren has good relations with many caravans, so he wants to step forward and cause trouble for the Dangyang caravan."

"The city's big merchant Huo Qiu also said that there should not be such vicious competition in Nanyang City. This matter has involved many forces. In addition, Zhu Can, who is upstream, has been making great moves recently. So the leader summoned all the major forces to Nanyang Gang to discuss the matter."

Ying Yu looked at Zhou Yi: "Master Yi has some connections with the Dangyang caravan, and the head of the caravan said that this matter should not be kept from you."

"We are all members of Nanyang. If you are willing, you can also participate in this multi-faction council."

He cautiously added another sentence:
"Unlike the last time I invited you to our sect, this time it's much more serious and formal."

"Me and Junior Sister Lü, along with a few other second-generation disciples, were only allowed to observe and had no chance to speak."

The two looked at Zhou Yi, wondering if he would agree.

After all, he had refused when I invited him to meet friends at the Tiankui Sect last time.

Zhou Tianshi hesitated for a moment:
"You two can go ahead first. I'll pack my things and arrive shortly."

"No rush, no rush, we'll wait for you."

Zhou Yi smiled and nodded, then went to the backyard.

Suddenly I heard low voices behind me.

Lü Wuxia said smugly, "Senior brother, I guessed right after all."

Ying Yu waved his hand helplessly: "I thought Master Yi would refuse again."

They whispered something to each other, and then laughter could be heard.

Master Zhou stamped his foot slightly, feeling that he had become a part of someone else's happiness.
The headquarters of the Nanyang Gang.

Today, a large number of people are coming and going from that row of mansions.

Two rows of men, all skilled martial arts practitioners, stood in front of the tall, vermilion gate.

Three stewards at the entrance checked the visitors' identities.

Most of them were familiar faces; the leaders of the major powers were all present.

"Sect Leader Ren, please!"

Ren Zhi gave a cold "hmm," then swept his wide sleeves and led several key members of the gang inside.

"Chief Hou, Chief Qiu, Chief Zeng, please!"

The Nanyang gang leader greeted the leaders of the Zhenyang, Huiyi, and Chaoshui gangs in turn, with great respect.

"Chairman Ji, who are these gentlemen?"

Ji Yinong was accompanied by several people, including a few acquaintances from the Yangxing Society and some strangers.

Although the Yangxing Society was one of the top three powers in the city, the manager of the Nanyang Gang did not dare to let them pass easily.

"These two are friends of the Yuwen Clan, and this is Chief Sheng of the Hai Sha Gang."

Ji Yinong waved his hand, "Big Boss already knew some friends were coming, so please make way."

The manager nodded to the three men and made way for them.

Ji Yinong led the people inside.

Many pedestrians and wandering travelers on the road witnessed the grand spectacle of the Nanyang Gang, watching the excitement from afar and discussing it animatedly.

A row of horse-drawn carriages, each with a fine horse, were parked along the outer wall.

The onlookers didn't even dare to blink; this was a gathering of powerful figures.

Leaders of major powers, rarely seen in ordinary times, are now appearing in droves, some with such fierce auras that one dares not look at them for long.

Several senior figures from the county were also invited by the Grand Dragon.

It is clear that something significant happened today that is unknown to most people.

Just then, three riders appeared at the door; they were three young men.

The three managers from the Nanyang gang, who were in charge of welcoming guests, stepped forward together with smiles: "Master!"

At the same time, the two rows of martial arts experts carrying weapons also extended their invitation.

This attitude is something that others cannot enjoy.

Who is that?

The onlookers' voices were filled with surprise and doubt as they tiptoed to glance at the green figure who had entered the vermilion gate.

Those who were unaware of the situation looked puzzled.

An old man from the Jianghu in Nanyang County sighed in the crowd:
"That is the True Man of Wolong Mountain, the Abbot of Wuzhuang Temple, and the number one extraordinary person in Nanyang who can communicate with the underworld. Even the Tongtian Shenmu of the Heyi Sect admits that she is not as good as him in communicating with the underworld."

Those who knew the details mostly agreed, while newcomers stared wide-eyed.

The sun was high in the sky, and the chill of early spring was gradually fading away.

The main hall of the Nanyang Gang Council is adorned with a plaque inscribed with "Loyalty and Righteousness," beneath which are eight emblems, each corresponding to one of the eight major powers in Nanyang.

Although the Tuanjiang School is now history, their emblem has been preserved.

At this time, the main hall was filled with distinguished guests, and the person sitting in the head seat was naturally Yang Dalongtou.

The first seat on the left is Ji Yinong of the Yangxing Society, and the first seat on the right is Master Lü Chong of the Tiankui Sect. The seating arrangements for the other families are not fixed, and they show mutual courtesy to each other.

There are still quite a few guests present today, so Mr. Lü Chong's side is full of distinguished guests invited by Yang Zhen.

Zhou Yi wanted to keep a low profile, but Fan Naitang pulled him to Lü Zhong's side, making him the most important guest of the Nanyang Gang.

His status is roughly on par with the leaders of the seven major powers.

The moment he sat down, he attracted everyone's attention.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi was not intimidated and had a friendly conversation with Mr. Lü Zhong beside him.

He then gave a friendly smile to the two friends opposite him who had a debt relationship with him.

Ji Yinong gave a forced smile, while Ren Zhi gave a slight, cold laugh.

It seems he doesn't really like this creditor.

To Zhou Yi's left is Abbot Jiechen of Xiangyan Temple in Nanyang, and further to his left is Lu Youpeng, the Jade Buddha Hand from Zhenping. This man is not only a master of martial arts, but also a top jade carving and jade merchant in Zhenping.

Next are Huo Qiu, a wealthy merchant from the northern desert; Wu Dexiu, an elderly man; and the two elders from Xinye.
The figures of the Dangyang caravan could also be seen, sitting behind several renowned figures from Nanyang.

This is because Yang Zhen is giving face to the ranch; otherwise, a caravan wouldn't be able to get this far ahead. There are plenty of other forces in the city.

Zhou Yi glanced at it, feeling somewhat surprised.

No wonder some people are eyeing the top spot.

With these people gathered together, and the manpower and wealth behind them amounting to a huge sum, if Yang Zhen has any ambition, then the future is anyone's guess.

All they had to do was rise up in rebellion and transform themselves into great rebel kings.

In addition, Nanyang is the birthplace of the dragon, so there are probably quite a few people who would respond.

In addition to the seated people, each family had a leader or protector standing behind them. Fortunately, the hall was large enough to accommodate these hundreds of people.

Zhou Yi was used to the constant gazes directed at him.

However, sitting in this position on this occasion felt quite novel to him.

"Big Boss, what important matter brings you all here today?"

Ji Yinong put down his teacup and glanced in the opposite direction of Ren Zhi.

He didn't believe that the messy accounts of the two caravans would be brought up in this kind of situation.

Not to mention him, even Ren Zhi himself didn't believe it.

After Ji Yinong finished speaking, everyone looked at the majestic dragon head in the first seat.

Yang Zhen slightly raised his hand to suppress the noise.

"Brother Qiu."

"exist."

After being called out, Qiu, the leader of the Gray-Clad Gang, clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the person above him.

"After the New Year, it was Brother Qiu's men who led the team to Champion City, right?"

Mentioning Champion City reminds everyone of Zhu Can. In order to keep this cannibalistic monster at bay, Nanyang is still paying tribute to Champion City.

If Zhu Can goes mad, tens of thousands of troops will sail down the turbulent river, and Nanyang will inevitably be at war, and peace will no longer exist.

The atmosphere in the main hall became slightly tense upon hearing this.

All eyes turned to Qiu Qianbo.

"That's right, it was Brother Fu from our gang who led the group there."

Upon hearing the commotion, Fu Taihong, the deputy leader of the Gray-Clad Gang, stepped out from behind Qiu Qianbo. He was over fifty years old, with a dark face that made him look very capable.

"The leader of the team is none other than myself."

Fu Taihong raised his hand, and one person each from the Zhenyang Gang and Yangxing Society stepped forward.

Footsteps moved behind Zhou Yi, and a tall man from the Tiankui Sect stepped out.

Ying Yu and Lü Wuxia called this person Elder Chu.

By the way, his name is Chu Fangdong.

Zhou Yi remembered the man's name and listened quietly to their conversation.

Fu Taihong of the Gray-Clad Gang continued, "These brothers were with me at the time, and Garuda King was very unfriendly to us."

“In previous years, we would stay in Champion City for at least a month, but this time we only stayed for ten days.”

The two people from Zhenyang Gang and Yangxing Society, as well as Elder Chu from Tiankui Sect, all nodded.

Yang Zhen asked in a low voice, "Did you notice anything unusual in Champion City?"

Fu Taihong looked at Yang Zhen, his pupils contracting slightly.

He paused briefly, and the hall fell silent.

"I heard that a group of mysterious people have arrived in Champion City. They seem to be related to the Demonic Sect, but... we haven't been able to see them."

Elder Chu of the Tiankui Sect nodded in agreement:
“We were confined to a large house. Zhu Can did not allow us to move around. On the fourth day, he ordered someone to bring in a pot of meat soup for us to drink.”

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed slightly.

Fu Taihong said, "We didn't dare to drink it, and for those few days we only ate the dry rations we brought with us. Fortunately, there were no other difficulties, and they only drove us away on the tenth day."

Why bring dry rations when visiting Zhu Can's territory?

These are all lessons learned from the experiences of various factions in Nanyang City.

"If the big boss wants to ask about other information, we have absolutely no idea either."

Fu Taihong's expression revealed a sense of helplessness.

Yang Zhen took out two letters and glanced at everyone in the hall: "These were sent to me by Zhu Can. One was brought back by Chief Fu and the others, and the other was delivered to the gang the day before yesterday."

"What did the letter say?" Ji Yinong pressed.

Yang Zhen placed the letter next to his teacup: "He told us to increase our tribute by another 30%."

"Hmph, wishful thinking." Ji Yinong sneered. Apart from the Yin Gui Sect, no one could make money off him.

His money is the Empress's money; Zhu Can is asking the Empress for money.

In Ji Yinong's mind, Zhu Can's forehead was practically a death sentence.

“Zhu Can gives the same answer every year, it’s nothing new, I think we don’t need to pay any attention to him.”

The leader of the Chaoshui Gang, Zeng, revealed a look of disdain: "What right does he have to ask us to increase our tribute? If he dares to come to Nanyang City, I would accept even a hundred percent, let alone thirty percent."

"They're just bluffing because they have troops."

Hou Yandao of the Zhenyang Gang said:
“He has already made enough profit from Nanyang and is living a comfortable life. How could he possibly send troops? Last year, he tried to buy bows and crossbows from me and drive down the price. I didn’t give him any leeway, and in the end, he had to compromise.”

"That's just how this guy is, the big boss shouldn't put up with him."

"..."

Everyone chimed in, one after another, with people chiming in one after another.

Zhou Yi stood silently to the side.

These people fought fiercely within the city, but now that outsiders are sharing their money, they will naturally set aside their prejudices.

In the eyes of the leaders, Zhu Can was a scoundrel.

If it weren't for his strong army, his ruthless methods, his collusion with numerous vicious bandits, and the presence of a group of ruthless men under his command, no one would have respected him.

Everyone was in agreement, so there was almost no need for discussion.

Some of them had explosive tempers and even said they would go upstream with the turbulent water and kill Zhu Can.

That bastard is sucking blood from the top of Nanyang city wall; a portion of the taxes everyone pays ends up in his hands.

Champion City is far less prosperous than Nanyang, with at least a quarter of its revenue coming from Nanyang.

The parliament hall erupted in a commotion and became chaotic.

Nobody liked this cannibal king, but there was really nothing anyone could do about him.

They have men and horses, and their martial arts skills are high.

You can't kill him; he'll keep disgusting you.

To Zhou Yi's surprise, even the abbot of Xiangyan Temple, "Master Jiechen," sitting next to him, was cursing loudly. It seemed that the old Buddhist monk really wanted to help him pass on to the afterlife.

Xiangyan Temple originally had a branch temple in Champion City, but it was destroyed by Zhu Can.

It is said that he boiled and ate many monks.

Some members of the demonic sects, upon encountering Zhu Can, would look in the mirror and see what a true demon of humanity really was.

This kind of thing happens around the same time every year. Apart from Zhou Yi finding it a bit peculiar, everyone else is used to it.

but
Compared to previous years, this year's leading stocks looked somber.

After everyone had finished cursing and calmed down a bit, Yang Zhen raised his hand again to suppress the noise.

"Everyone should know about the Blackstone Mortuary. They are a troublesome demonic force. After the mortuary was burned down, I received news that they were moving northwest. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be near Champion City."

"Zhu Can's attitude this year is much tougher than in previous years. His reliance should be on these people from the Demonic Sect."

“I had dealings with them near the mortuary. All eight of them were top-level experts.”

Ji Yinong interrupted Yang Zhen:
"Even if they were to join forces with Zhu Can, how could eight experts possibly conquer cities and seize territories? Does the Great Leader really intend to persuade us to agree to Zhu Can's additional tribute based on mere speculation?"

Ji Yinong is clearly more confident than in previous years.

If they were even more audacious, they might say, "If you're scared, then I'll take the top seat."

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen.

This big boss is good in every way, except that he compromises for the sake of stability.

In the past, people could accept the compromises made.

If they went along with Ji Yinong's wishes, most of the people present would probably feel disheartened.

“Brother Ji, please don’t get agitated,” Yang Zhen said calmly. “I will not indulge Zhu Can’s desires, but this matter involves the interests of all parties, so I invited you all to discuss it together. Now that we have reached a consensus, it is naturally the best thing.”

His gaze swept over the several leaders:

"Surrounded by external enemies, we must increase the defenses of the city gates and deploy two more teams to check suspicious persons."

"At the same time, we must all work together to maintain stability in the city and avoid any further disputes."

Many people nodded in agreement, at least on the surface.

However.
Lou Ruodan and Chen Ruiyang, who were seated as guests, changed their expressions slightly as they saw Ren Zhi of the Jingshan Sect stand up.

"What the Great Dragon Head said makes perfect sense. Only when the city is stable can we keep Zhu Can at bay in the north."

"so."

"Some of the sources of trouble within the city should be eliminated."

Ren Zhi glanced at the Dangyang caravan as he spoke.

Lou Ruodan did not back down: "Sect Leader Ren, are you used to throwing mud at us?"

Inside the main hall, everyone's eyes turned to these two families.

I'd heard they were fighting before, and now I was just watching the show, not wanting it to get any worse.

Grandpa Lü Chong stood up and advised, "Please don't get agitated. Your misunderstanding can be resolved by sitting down and talking it out. Why get so worked up?"

"Brother Lü, this is no misunderstanding."

Ren Zhi's face was full of solemnity. "The biggest enemy in the city right now is Zhu Can. If we leave Zhu Can's inside man in the city, it will definitely cause endless trouble in the future."

Upon hearing this, many people's expressions changed.

"Sect Leader Ren, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Lou Ruodan laughed in anger:

“I think it’s your Jingshan Sect that’s colluding with Zhu Can. By stirring up trouble in the city, aren’t you just letting Zhu Can benefit?”

"The leader has been trying to quell this matter, but you are relentlessly pursuing it. It seems that the safety of our many friends in Nanyang City is not as important as the small gains of your Jingshan Sect."

Chen Ruiyang also stood up with a cold face:
"Sect Leader Ren, do you really think you can fool my Pegasus Ranch into having no one to rely on?"

The Dangyang caravan must not be humiliated in front of everyone.

If the Jingshan Sect is determined to fight to the death, they have no choice but to comply.

“Please calm down, leaders,” said Huo Qiu, the wealthy merchant who had been silent until now. “Why don’t we hear what Sect Leader Ren has to say so that we can understand the reason?”

Everyone in the hall had already sensed that something was wrong.

Lou Ruodan glanced at Huo Qiu, knowing that this wealthy merchant from the northern desert had an extremely powerful background, and that all the major forces in Nanyang City had received benefits from him.

She glanced at the two burly men behind Huo Qiu, and the long, dark swords gleaming in their backs.

This is Heavenly Rain Iron!
This is something that ordinary people cannot afford. The Turks had a subordinate tribe called the Kyrgyz, who controlled gold and iron-rich mines. These mines were so close to the surface that a heavy rain could expose them.

The Kyrgyz people were extremely grateful for this divine blessing and called it "heavenly rain of iron."

The best of these, Tianyu iron, was supplied to most of the Turkic people, and most of it ended up in the hands of powerful steppe Khans such as Tongyahu, Jieli, and Tuli.

If this black-glowing blade were placed in the Central Plains, its fame would be in no way inferior to the top-grade weapons of the Dongming Sect.

It is evident that this person had close ties with most of the Turkic tribes.

At this moment, his arrival was ill-intentioned, and he spoke in a biased manner towards the Jingshan Sect. Lou Ruodan and Chen Ruiyang couldn't help but exchange a glance.

A hint of worry flashed across his face.

Ren Zhi consulted Yang Zhen, and in front of everyone, Yang Zhen had no choice but to agree.

"Bring it up!"

As soon as Ren Zhi finished speaking, Zhou Yi frowned slightly and saw several familiar faces.

The four leaders of the ape-carrying-horse gang lay dead on the door panel.

Two of the corpses had weapons stuck in them.

Zhou Yi was 100% certain that the Jingshan Sect had tampered with the weapons; how could he and Yina have left any behind when they killed the people?

However, he did leave something else behind.
"The caravan of monkeys and horses was brutally murdered overnight. Deadly fighting was absolutely forbidden in the city, so I, Ren, took over the investigation of this heinous incident."

Those in the main hall looked at the four corpses; they had naturally heard of this incident.

Ren Zhichao asked Lou Ruodan, "Chief Lou, does your Dangyang Horse Gang have some grudge against the four leaders of Yuan Tuo?"

"So what?"

Lou Ruodan said, "Does that mean we committed murder?"

Ren Zhi grinned sinisterly:

"To avoid any misunderstanding, I investigated for several days and luckily found the survivors from that night. In addition, the corpses had weapons bearing the Pegasus Ranch mark. Moreover, these weapons were fitted together perfectly, not inserted later."

"Those within the city who have a grudge against them, and who also have the ability to wipe them out completely."

"All of this points to your Dangyang caravan."

"If the ranch's experts were to be dispatched, killing these four leaders would not be difficult."

"and."

Ren Zhi's voice was even colder:

"According to the survivors of the caravan, you killed people because the leaders of the Ape Caravan discovered that you were colluding with Zhu Can. Some of Zhu Can's horses were sold to Champion City by you."

"Chief Lou, can you swear on your life that Zhu Can doesn't have any horses from your ranch?"

Ren Zhi spread rumors and confused several things together. If it were normal, the Dangyang caravan wouldn't have bothered with it at all.

But at this time.
The powerful forces in Nanyang are all there, and Ren Zhi has many helpers, while the Dangyang caravan is all alone and can't make a name for themselves. They can't explain themselves clearly, so they shouldn't even think about establishing a foothold here.

Lou Ruodan and Chen Ruiyang dared not answer immediately.

Ren Zhi works with several horse caravans, and his ranch often sells horses, so it's quite possible that Champion City has ranch horses.

At this critical moment, the ranch's reputation was at stake, so how could the two of them dare to make any reckless promises?

Lou Ruodan said, "Sect Leader Ren, you keep saying there are survivors. Please bring them here to confront us."

This made the atmosphere in the parliament hall even more tense.

"it is good."

Ren Zhi smiled triumphantly and was about to call for help.

suddenly
"Wait a minute"

A flat, emotionless voice interrupted Master Ren's rhythm.

Everyone shifted their gaze to the side of Old Master Lü Chong.

The most valued guest of Yang Dalong, the most mysterious figure in the Nanyang martial arts world, actually spoke at this moment.

Ren Zhi was very displeased and retorted angrily: "Master Yi, are you also involved with the Dangyang caravan? Colluding with Zhu Can?"

Lou Ruodan and Chen Ruiyang looked over, their eyes filled with gratitude.

Of all the people present, he was the only one who spoke up for the ranch.

"Sect Leader Ren, what do you mean?"

Meng Degong and Su Yun, who had been sitting and observing, both stood up.

The Nanyang Gang members, wielding swords in both hands and exuding an air of authority, took a step forward. Fan Naitang, the Eight-Armed Fierce Saber, stepped forward.

Su Yun looked like he wanted to devour Ren Zhi.

Even Yang Dalong frowned: "Brother Ren, you misspoke."

One offensive remark prompted a collective response from the four top figures of the Nanyang Gang.

The crowd looked at the abbot of Wuzhuang Temple, their expressions changing again.

Master Jiechen, who was next to Zhou Yi, finally understood why he, as the abbot of the largest temple in Nanyang, had not been seated in the first guest seat.

He immediately put his hands together in prayer and quickly stood in line:
“Excellent, excellent! Master Yi Guan is kind-hearted and benevolent. How could he possibly collude with Zhu Can?”

Hou Yan, the leader of the Zhenyang Gang who had been drinking tea and watching the show, said, "Brother Ren, you've gone too far with your joke."

The renowned physician from Nanyang, Elder Wu Dexiu, frowned deeply: "How can the head of the Ren sect speak such nonsense without considering the occasion?"

The two elders of Xinye and Wu Dexiu had a long-standing friendship, and they both spoke up, saying, "Sect Leader Ren, you'd better be careful with your words."

Everyone present was astonished.

Even Ren Zhi was slightly taken aback, not expecting this scene.

Why do I feel like an outsider?

Yang Zhen ignored Ren Zhi: "What does Abbot Yi have to say?"

Zhou Yi nodded to the Nanyang Gang members and pointed to the four corpses: "Sect Leader Ren, who are they?"

Ren Zhi feigned calmness: "The four leaders of the Monkey Caravan and Horse Caravan."

Zhou Yi turned to Yang Zhen: "Big Boss, is it confirmed that the people from the Demonic Sect have gone to Champion City?"

Yang Zhen responded, "Someone saw a woman in palace attire in Champion City; she should be the one from Blackstone Mortuary."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, but the others did not understand what he meant.

Suddenly he said:

“There is a faint, familiar aura of the demonic sect emanating from these four people.”

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.

Zhou Yi naturally avoided any appearance of impropriety, replying, "Sect Leader Su."

Su Yun was called upon, and he leaped out in a flash.

He approached the four corpses and placed his hand on one of the tall bodies whose throat had been ripped open.

The vital energy flows through the Tanzhong acupoint; feel it carefully.

The next moment, Su Yun's expression changed drastically.

"There's no mistake, it's that demonic aura!"

"What!" Sect Leader Ren exclaimed in disbelief. "Hall Master Su, are you mistaken?"

How could I have made a mistake?

Su Yun patted his chest: "This aura dragged me to the brink of death. If it weren't for Abbot Yi's magic pulling me back from the underworld, I would have been killed by this demonic aura long ago."

"How could such a deeply etched memory be wrong?"

"This person has it,"

"This person is here too!"

Su Yun probed the fourth corpse and shook his head slightly: "Only this one corpse is missing; the other three all contain demonic energy."

Seeing his demeanor, which didn't seem to be faking anything, Ren Zhi blurted out, "Could this be the work of the Demonic Sect?"

Realizing he had misspoke, he quickly tried to cover it up: "The Dangyang caravan is actually colluding with the Demonic Sect!"

Before Lou Ruodan could react, Su Yun was already shaking his head:
"These three were not killed by members of the demonic sect, but rather by people who had practiced demonic arts."

"Master Su, how did you know?" Ren Zhi asked with a suspicious look.

At this moment, the old man Wu Dexiu took out a silver needle and stepped forward to examine it.

A few moments
"Master Yi's three-tenths of his original energy is truly miraculous, reaching the level of perceiving even the slightest detail. This demonic aura can indeed not escape the master's discerning eye."

Zhou Yi humbly replied:
"At first, I sensed an aura similar to that of Hall Master Su, floating faintly on the corpse. I wasn't sure, so I remained silent and just observed it closely for a long time."

"This is already quite remarkable; very few people in the world could do it."

Old man Wu Dexiu spoke the truth.

This highly respected medical expert never lies, and the matter of the demonic energy is now a certainty.

Su Yunze said:

“These people’s Tanzhong acupoints are not damaged at all, which means that the demonic energy did not forcefully enter their bodies. Even the old demon could not control the demonic energy to this extent. Therefore, there is only one explanation: they are using demonic energy to practice their skills.”

"Sect Leader Ren, do you understand now?"

Ren Zhi's heart was in turmoil, and his mind was a complete mess.

Judging from the reactions of these people, it was definitely not fake.

The Ape Carrying Horse Gang are actually members of the Demonic Sect?

hiss.
Ren Zhi took a deep breath, realizing that the behavior of these four leaders was indeed no different from that of the demonic sect.

That is
Was it a coincidence that these people died, or were they killed by their enemies?

On the other side, Ji Yinong shrank his neck.

He felt guilty and was immediately gripped by a great sense of crisis.

The demonic aura could only have been created by those old demons from the Evil Extreme Sect. Elder Yun is not here at the moment, but the people from the Evil Extreme Sect are in the city.

No way
We must keep a low profile for now.

He had a lot to say, but he shut up at this point.

“The ape-carrying horse caravan is very likely related to Zhu Can. If the Dangyang horse caravan is colluding with Zhu Can, then they cannot be killed. This is a contradiction.”

Yang Zhen concluded: "Brother Ren, I'm afraid you've made a mistake."

"Chief Lou has been greatly wronged. Please apologize, Brother Ren."

Ren Zhi made a gesture of clasping his hands towards the Dangyang caravan: "Two leaders, I was blind and have offended you greatly."

Lou Ruodan and Chen Ruiyang also gave Yang Zhen face by quickly making a fist-and-palm gesture.

After the two sat down, their eyes were all on Zhou Yi.

Just as the storm was about to pass, suddenly...
Someone let out a soft "Eh."

Fu Taihong, the deputy leader of the Gray-Clad Gang, who had been standing on the edge when he spoke earlier, took a step and came to the front of the four corpses.

"Chief Fu, is there something wrong?"

Yang Zhen thought he had discovered some clues about the Demonic Sect.

At this moment
Fu Taihong pulled a sword out of the corpse. He examined the sword closely and said in a deep voice:
"Big Dragon Head, this sword is unsuitable."

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Ren observed coldly from the sidelines.

“At the time, we were locked in a large courtyard, and we saw a long sword of a similar type on one of Zhu Can’s men.”

Fu Taihong lightly flicked the blade with his finger, producing a crisp sound.

Everyone was drawn in by the crisp sound.

They also wanted to know what secrets this sword held.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, a vague thought forming in his mind.

"Look at the big players."

Fu Taihong, sword in hand, his face full of contemplation, walked past Su Yun and headed straight for Yangzhen.

Yang Zhen saw him stroking the patterns on the sword and looked down at it.

Just then, Zhou Yi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Behind
The faint sound of footsteps could be heard.

A figure moved almost imperceptibly beside Ying Yu and Lü Wuxia.
"Watch out, big dragon head—!!"

Zhou Yi hurriedly spoke up!
The sudden, urgent shouts brought the atmosphere in the entire Nanyang Parliament Hall to a suffocating state!
this moment.
The four top experts of the Nanyang Gang almost held their breath!
Su Yun, Fan Naitang, and Meng Degong's gazes instantly locked onto Fu Taihong.

The gray-clad gang's vice leader's pupils turned crimson.
As a cold smile appeared on his lips, the long sword in his hand was already piercing Yang Zhen's heart!
Yang Zhen didn't have time to react, but Zhou Yi startled him. In the critical moment, he slammed his palms together, and his powerful inner energy directly suppressed the longsword's momentum.
Fu Taihong's sword tip pierced through the protective aura, and he unleashed his power, causing blood to gush from Yang Zhen's chest!

"Boom~~!"

The longsword broke and shattered!

"The big dragon head—!!"

"Fu Taihong, are you insane?!"

The leader of the Gray-Clad Gang, Qiu Qianbo, stood up and roared. Before he could even move, he suddenly coughed up blood and flew forward!

"Gang leader!"

The gray-clad gang members were completely dumbfounded, looking at a gang elder standing behind their leader with his hand raised.

This elder had a crazed and ruthless look in his eyes.

The wind whistled past Hou, the leader of the Zhenyang Gang. He flipped and leaped into the air, his clothes ripped apart. The blade grazed his body and beheaded the Yuwen Clan spectator who was drinking tea on the other side.

Ji Yinong of Yangxinghui reached behind and grabbed a withered arm that was attacking him!
The two exchanged a punch, and Ji Yinong stared at the elder in the association, feeling very puzzled.

He didn't actually gain much advantage.
How can this be? !
Old Master Lü was pushed away by Zhou Yi. At that moment, a pair of iron palms landed, and the high chair he had just been sitting on exploded with a loud bang!
If Zhou Yi hadn't pushed him, Lü Zhong would have been struck on the top of his head.

The one who made the move was none other than Chu Fangdong, the tall elder of the Tiankui Sect who had stepped forward earlier.

"Elder Chu—!"

Chu Fangdong acted as if he hadn't heard, glared at Zhou Yi, and raised his hand to strike.

Zhou Yi pressed down with his palm, and a violent force surged outwards from the two of them, causing teacups and cups to fly out. Ying Yu and Lü Wuxia were forced to retreat one after another!

At this moment, Chu Fangdong's eyes seemed to be burning with fire, his face was slightly gaunt, but his palm strike was getting stronger and stronger.

A surge of malevolent energy rushed through his meridians and directly targeted Zhou Yi's Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin!

However, when this force reached the Tanzhong acupoint, it was directly swallowed up by the evil energy in Zhou Yi's acupoints, losing its arrogant and invincible aura.

To outsiders, however, the two were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

The abbot of Wuzhuang Temple had his hair tied up in a bun at his temples, and his green robe fluttered in the wind behind him!

The force of their palm strikes was so intense that it created the sound of water splashing against rocks as it traveled along his green robe!

"Boo~!"

The two of them clashed with their full-force internal energy, which immediately spread out like waves!
Master Jiechen of Xiangyan Temple looked surprised as the powerful energy shattered the surrounding tables and chairs!

He took off the Buddhist beads around his neck and swept them forward, extinguishing the incoming energy wave and protecting several junior members of the Tiankui Sect.

"Is this...is this still Elder Chu?!"

Ying Yu and Lü Wuxia were both horrified.

Elder Chu's face grew increasingly gaunt, his skin clinging to his bones, while his eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if they were on fire.

At this moment, his palm strike became even more powerful!

Master Jiechen brandished his prayer beads, getting serious, and unleashed the Eighteen Precepts for Subduing Demons. The prayer beads spun rapidly, circling around his body, scattering wave after wave of energy in all directions.

"Bang bang~!"

The energies flew wildly, leaving the main hall riddled with craters.

A pair of Buddha-like eyes stared in astonishment at the young man's figure.

Master Yi looks ordinary, yet he possesses such profound skill!
"Look, his hair!"

Lü Wuxia shouted.

Elder Chu's black hair visibly turned white, like a stick of incense that was almost burned out; Elder Chu was like the ashes after the incense had burned out.

His eyes were now like two red will-o'-the-wisps.

Elder Chu's skeletal face revealed a blissful smile.

"You're amazing, but I'm having a great time. Hehehe."

"As firewood, I have burned out, burned out, I am burned out."

"Happy, happy!"

He let out a strange laugh, and all his strength suddenly dissipated, leaving him powerless to resist.

In that instant, Zhou Yi channeled his true energy into all the meridians of his body!
In the instant Elder Chu burned out, Zhou Yi saw a glimmer of light in his Ren and Du meridians.

That glimpse was like the glowing will-o'-the-wisp when a coffin is opened.

It flashed by in the darkness, yet it was so conspicuous.

The fog that had been lingering in Zhou Yi's mind suddenly dissipated.

The old man sighed at the picture in the coffin. So that's how it is!

When vital energy and primordial spirit combine, one can unleash bizarre sonic illusions and bewitching techniques.

This person's true energy is not refined, yet he is able to combine it with the primordial essence within his body.

He ignited his spirit and energy, completing the three-way fusion, but he couldn't withstand it, and thus completely burned himself out.

but
This seemingly powerful force, to him, seemed like a bunch of scattered bubbles.

They piled up like mountains, yet they couldn't crush anyone.

"Go to hell!"

The battle inside the main hall continued. Ji Yinong and Hou Yan, with the help of the experts around them, killed the two disciples who had gone mad.

Although these two unleashed power far beyond the ordinary, they were still no match for Elder Chu.

Even if you risk your life, you still need talent to ignite your spirit.

Being a righteous or demonic person is not something one can simply choose to be.

On the other side, the Gray-Clad Gang's experts killed the mysterious traitor who had beaten their leader, Qiu Qianbo, to the point of being unable to tell whether he was alive or dead.

And Fu Taihong, the deputy leader of the Gray-Clad Gang who nearly ambushed and killed Yang Zhen, was like a god of war.

One man fought against Fan Naitang, Meng Degong, and Su Yun. It took the combined efforts of these three top-notch figures for Fan Naitang to achieve a decisive victory with a single strike, beheading Fu Taihong.

"Big Boss, how are you?" Lu Zhong asked with concern.

At this point, the hall was filled with unease, and everyone was on guard against those around them.

No one could have imagined encountering such a bizarre situation.

All the members of the Dangyang caravan came to Zhou Yi's side, taking him as their leader.

Yang Zhen tore open half of his clothes and used it to make do with the sword wound on his chest.

"Small injury, nothing serious."

Yang Zhen glanced at the corpses in the main hall, when a large number of skilled members of the Nanyang Gang poured in from outside.

Yang Zhen waved his hand, signaling them to disperse.

"Brother Fan, go and bring back everyone who went to Champion City this time, don't miss a single one."

"Yes."

"Be careful, these people may have mental problems."

Fan Naitang nodded and went to carry out the order.

After giving his instructions, Yang Zhen and Grandpa Lü Chong came to Zhou Yi.

“Master Yi, Yang Zhen owes you his life this time.”

Old Master Lü Chong said, "I feel the same way."

"If it weren't for the real person speaking up to warn us, the consequences today would be unimaginable; perhaps Nanyang would already be in chaos by now."

After they finished speaking, the two clasped their hands in a fist and bowed, and Zhou Yi stepped forward to help them up.

"No, that's not the case. The priority now is to deal with the chaos."

Ji Yinong of Yangxing Society watched as Fu Taihong was carried away. Although the deputy leader of the Gray Clothes Gang was powerful, he was far from being this powerful.

Xie Ji Sect. Xie Ji Sect.
Is this the Evil Emperor's method?
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his mind a jumble of chaotic thoughts.

We must inform Elder Yun and Empress Yin.
……

……

……

PS: ('-'*ゞ Great job, thank you for your valuable monthly tickets, fellow readers!)

(End of this chapter)