The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 180 Attempting Microscopic Insight
That night, the prefect's mansion was brightly lit. This time, Wu Chengyu didn't even change his clothes for the night. He just swaggered over to the outside of the prefect's mansion without attracting anyone's attention. Then, with a light step, he easily climbed over the two-zhang-high wall.

The three-dimensional image in his mind unfolded and was then quickly shut down by Wu Chengyu. He only used the three-dimensional dynamic image to observe the paths within the prefect's mansion and to know where to go. He was now deliberately trying to get rid of the three-dimensional dynamic image that had been helping him all along.

Sometimes, when the conditions around you are too good and there is too much help, it becomes difficult for a person to make further progress.

There were more than two hundred people in the prefect's mansion at the moment, including a hundred guards and servants, and the rest were mostly maids and servants.

At this time, the guards were patrolling in groups of ten. Six teams of guards were constantly moving along the wall, mainly to protect against uninvited guests from outside. The other four teams were constantly moving through various corners of the prefect's mansion, and each place would be checked again every few minutes.

Since Shi Miyuan was assassinated by Wu Chengyu, these Song Dynasty officials have all increased their self-protection. They all know they deserve to die, so they are even more afraid of death. They are very wary of those chivalrous heroes and martial arts masters, fearing that someone might suddenly come to their door and break their ribs and internal organs.

Unfortunately, the guards here were nothing compared to the people around Shi Miyuan. Not to mention Guihua or Zhao Feng, Wu Chengyu observed that not a single one could even exchange a few blows with him. The vast majority of them were just relying on their strength to slash around with knives.

Thus, Wu Chengyu lost interest in causing a ruckus at the prefect's mansion. Killing these guards was no different from killing ordinary people to him, so he naturally didn't want to commit any more killings. He simply strolled around the prefect's mansion with his hands behind his back, looking as if he were taking a walk, exuding a sense of ease and nonchalance.

With a three-dimensional map, it would be easy to avoid those guards, but this time Wu Chengyu didn't want to hide.

Ever since he touched the threshold of the microscopic realm, Wu Chengyu has been studying how to truly cross that threshold.

In his view, the most important requirement for mastering the subtle is timing: when to advance, when to retreat, when to reach out, what constitutes a kick, and where the opponent's moves have weaknesses. Knowing how much force is needed to defeat the opponent and never wasting a single bit of extra strength.

In short, whether it's fighting or infiltrating like this, there's no need to think, observe, or analyze; it's just that casual and just right.

Whenever guards passed by, Wu Chengyu would simply walk around them as if taking a stroll. However, every step he took, every turn he made, and even every pause he made were precisely in the guards' blind spots. Even when he was in a line with the guards, he would walk slowly behind them without anyone noticing.

He could have done these actions before using 3D images, but he would have simply observed ahead and dodged them in advance.

But now Wu Chengyu had a sudden inspiration. He didn't need to look at the three-dimensional map, or even at the guards. He simply used his five senses to feel the sound of the wind as they walked, the speed of their heartbeats, and the lightness or heaviness of their feet as they lifted and lowered their legs.

At this moment, he was like a stone, a tree, a stone bench, or a gentle breeze that was already in the courtyard, naturally blending into the environment without any trace of human presence. Even though his body was constantly moving, he could not attract anyone's attention.

This is only the initial stage of entering the microscopic realm. Wu Chengyu still needs to concentrate his mind and deliberately maintain this state. When he can enter it at any time whenever he wants, as naturally as breathing, then he will have crossed the threshold of entering the microscopic realm.

Only then did Wu Chengyu understand why Hong Qigong and Guihua were able to deceive his senses when they were following him. It was because their breathing, heartbeat, and every movement had completely blended into the surrounding space, and Wu Chengyu's three-dimensional diagram could not distinguish them from other trees and rocks.

Tonight's targets are naturally the local governor and his eldest son. Although the eldest son was the one who did it, don't think the governor is innocent.

Without the prefect's instigation and indulgence, that so-called eldest son wouldn't have been so lawless, as evidenced by his conversation with Manager Zhou on the last stretch of the journey.

Manager Zhou told Wu Chengyu everything about the evil deeds the prefect had committed. Before, Wu Chengyu could only remain silent and had to keep bribing him, but now, filled with hatred, he naturally revealed everything he knew. Leaving aside the other evil deeds, this prefect was a serious fan of snake soup. Previously, Zhenxianglou had to send him a serving of snake soup every day, and of course, the prefect's residence never paid for it, but instead received a monthly tribute from Zhenxianglou.

This time, they changed the menu, thinking it would better please the prefect. Who would have thought that the prefect would turn around and target Zhenxianglou, showing no mercy and eliminating it completely.

Wu Chengyu first went to the room of the eldest young master. At this time, the eldest young master was having a banquet with his lackeys. The eldest young master was embracing two girls, while the three lackeys were desperately flattering and ingratiating themselves with him.

It's worth mentioning that what's on the table is Zhenxianglou's signature dish, Nine Yin Xuanwu Soup.

"Zhao Si and his gang chased after us out of the city gate early this morning, but they haven't come back yet. Could it be that Manager Zhou got away?"

"Don't worry, young master. Zhao Si is always capable. He has handled many similar matters for you over the years and has never made a mistake."

It seems that the man surnamed Zhou traveled quite far last night, and by the time Zhao Si and the others returned to the city, the gates were already closed. They will have to wait until tomorrow to report back to the young master.

"That's right, haha. With the Zhou family members dead, these three recipes will be completely in my hands."

My father wants to present the Nine Yin Black Tortoise Soup to the Emperor, but the recipes for the Taishi Five Snake Soup and the Spicy Snake Soup are ours, along with the Zhenxianglou.

With these two dishes, our business will be booming, my father will gain favor with the government, and our family will surely rise to prominence.

Last time, I competed with that playboy from the Qian family for the title of courtesan in a brothel. That bastard relied on the Qian family's generations of business to suppress me. If it weren't for his sister marrying the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel as a concubine, I would have ruined his family, which was just a mere merchant family.

Now that's great, with these two treasures, I'm sure I'll surpass him in the future.

"Haha, congratulations, young master! We will also be able to rise to prominence with you in the future. Come, let us toast you."

"Hahaha, well said, well said! After drinking this deer blood wine and eating this Nine Yin Black Tortoise Soup, tonight I, this young master, will wreak havoc on all sides."

At this moment, a man at the table burst into laughter and said, "Hahaha, well said, well said! After eating this Nine Yin Black Tortoise Soup, the young master will be setting off tonight."

Upon hearing this, the group of people who had been recklessly enjoying themselves at the table suddenly realized that someone had appeared next to them without them noticing, as if he had been sitting there all along without making a sound, but none of them recognized him.

"Who are you? Someone come here..." The person at the table was about to cry for help when he could no longer make a sound.

(End of this chapter)