Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 468 The mastermind behind the scenes
In October, the autumn wind was bleak, and the sky was high and the clouds were light.

Outside Yangzhou city, the official road was bustling with people, and thousands of sails converged at the river port. People from all walks of life moved about at the docks, and occasionally one could hear idle whispers: "Have you heard? Many people died at Lingyun Cave."

"It's said that Nie Feng went mad and stole the Dragon Vein of our Divine Land!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I saw heavy guards along the way, conducting a large-scale search for Nie Feng."

"Alas, I never expected that the 'God of Wind,' who was known for his chivalry, would end up falling into demonic possession."

As night fell, a donkey cart, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, entered the city.

Hongxiu peered out the window, lifting the curtain to see that the surroundings were dark and that many soldiers were patrolling back and forth with torches lit.

"Little beggar," Ding'an's voice came, "Are you sure Brother Nie is in Yangzhou?"

Hongxiu laughed and said, "Since he obtained my 'Sleeve Divine Blade,' I know his location. Do you think my power is so easy to obtain?"

Ding'an suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"

Hongxiu chuckled, passed by a stall selling milk cakes, casually tossed down a few copper coins, picked up a few pieces of milk cake, and began to eat them heartily.

As the donkey cart wound its way through the streets and alleys, it arrived at a spacious restaurant. The little beggar lazily called out, "Stop the cart!"

"Bang!"

The donkey cart stopped, and Hongxiu looked around and chuckled, "This is it."

Ding An listened to her and got out of the car, and they went into the restaurant together.

Once they were seated on the second floor, Hongxiu slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "Manager, bring the wine!" As she spoke, she pulled out a money pouch from her bosom, untied the strap, and revealed a dazzling array of jewels inside.

Inside the restaurant, some people looked on with envy, glancing at the food repeatedly.

Upon seeing this, Ding'an glared back directly. This young man was robust and sat upright, exuding a fierce aura.

Those with wicked thoughts shuddered and quickly turned their heads away.

When the wine was served, Hongxiu ordered a whole roasted lamb.

Ding An beamed, "A whole roasted lamb? That'll be great!" He downed half a jar of wine in one gulp and said, "Little beggar, how do we find Brother Nie Feng?"

Hongxiu smiled slightly and said, "No need to look."

Ding'an was taken aback, then said "Oh".

"Oh my god!" Hongxiu retorted angrily, "Aren't you going to ask why?"

Ding An scratched his head and chuckled, "You'll tell me whether I ask or not, so why should I ask?"

"Oh my?" Hongxiu's eyes widened. "You blockhead, you've actually gotten it?"

Ding An chuckled and said, "Didn't the cripple say that a man only grows up after experiencing a failed unrequited love?"

"Do you know that with Yan Ying, it's a case of 'one-sided love'?"

"She just doesn't like me."

"boom!"

Ding'an clutched his head and screamed in pain. The little beggar lowered his fist expressionlessly: "I shouldn't have praised you!"

The two joked and teased each other, and before long, a whole roasted lamb, its aroma filling the air, was brought over.

Ding'an casually tore off a leg of lamb, held it up and chewed it, mumbling his praise: "Mmm, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with absolutely no gamey smell. Delicious, really delicious!"

Hongxiu opened the sheep's stomach and said with a smile, "Look, it's stuffed with dried bayberries, longans, apricots, and dried peaches." She sniffed it and nodded, "It's also coated with different kinds of fats from pigs, cows, chickens, and ducks. How exquisite!"

"Wow, is it that good?" Ding'an said, his mouth full of oil. "You're amazing. Mmm, I can't tell the difference."

Hongxiu rolled her eyes at him: "I paid them enough money, so naturally they'll bring out the best stuff. You get what you pay for!"

The two chatted and laughed, and in no time they had drunk several more jars of wine.

Ding'an held a wine bowl in his left hand and a piece of meat in his right, eating with both hands and beaming with joy.

Hongxiu kept smiling as she drank and ate meat, chatting casually with Ding'an, but her keen hearing and sharp eyesight were constantly in operation, allowing her to gather intelligence throughout Yangzhou.

Just then, the little beggar's eyes flashed, and he turned his head slightly: "You're here!"

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind howled in through the window.

The strong wind suddenly stopped, and a person was already sitting at the table. He wore a bamboo hat, had bloodshot eyes, and wore a black robe as black as ink. He carried a small bundle on his back.

But when he looked up, he looked exactly like Ding'an.

Yes, they look like two twins wearing black robes and with long hair.

Ding'an was stunned: "Brother Nie?"

The person who arrived was none other than Nie Feng.

But now his eyes were bloodshot, his aura was eerie, and a mottled mark suddenly appeared between his brows. He didn't say a word, but simply reached out and tore at the mutton, chewing it voraciously.

"What's wrong with him?" Ding'an asked blankly.

Hongxiu looked at Nie Feng and frowned: "He seems to be being controlled by someone?"

Ding'an was stunned again: "What?"

Just then, someone suddenly laughed loudly: "There is an old saying in the Central Plains: 'You can search high and low without finding it, but then it comes to you effortlessly!'"

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a dozen or so burly men filing in from the stairwell. They were all dressed in tight-fitting clothes, with full beards, carrying knives and swords, and exuding a murderous aura.

The speaker was a short, stout man in the middle with a small mustache. Although he was short and stocky, he inexplicably had an imposing presence.

Behind him followed two old men, one wearing a black hat with a white beard reaching his chest; the other nine feet tall, bald with bulging eyes. Both had a hideous scar on their faces.

Hongxiu glanced at the crowd and sneered, "So you're Japanese pirates!"

Her voice was like a silver bell, and even when she started cursing, it was extremely conspicuous on the empty second floor.

Upon hearing this, everyone showed signs of anger.

The short, fat man wasn't annoyed at all. He laughed and said, "Good, what a fiery temper!" He glanced at Nie Feng's back as he wore a straw hat and ate meat with his head down.

They naturally moved over and stared at Ding'an, who was patting his belly and looking quite content.

The short, stout man smiled slightly and said to Hongxiu, "Miss Second Dream actually chased me all the way from Leshan to Yangzhou. Such unwavering love truly moves me." "Uh, ah, ah?" Hongxiu was somewhat stunned, pointing to herself, "Me?"

Seeing that Hongxiu was pretending to be stupid, even the short, fat man, who was usually very well-mannered, couldn't help but snort coldly.

The bald old man stepped forward and shouted sternly, "Insolence!"

Hongxiu asked curiously, "I'm being presumptuous?" Her eyes darted around, and she chuckled, "I might be a bit presumptuous, but it's still better than your farting."

Before she could finish speaking, everyone was already furious, their faces turning ashen, and several people behind her made a move to draw their swords.

The short, stout man waved his hand and laughed, "Enough! How can a grown man argue with a woman?" He then looked at Ding'an and waved his hand, "Take over the dragon vein!"

"Hey!"

The crowd bowed in response and gathered around Hongxiu's table.

Just then, a loud shout rang out: "Emperor, you will not succeed!"

With a whoosh, a jet-black sword light pierced through.

The short, fat man didn't dodge. Instead, the white-bearded old man behind him stepped forward and shouted, "Take this!" His hands moved like lightning, blocking the sword's light.

"when!"

A figure suddenly landed, and Bu Jingyun was surrounded by clouds, standing in a confrontation with the person opposite him.

He glanced at the short, fat man and said coldly, "Your Majesty! Your scheme to control Junior Brother Feng and seek the Dragon Vein has been exposed!"

"Oh?" the fat emperor chuckled. "Is that so?"

Bu Jingyun shouted, "What? You dare to do it but not admit it?"

The fat emperor laughed heartily: "Why would I be afraid of this?" He glanced around the room and said sternly, "Once I obtain the dragon vein, who in the Central Plains can stop me?"

"Purple Lightning, Raging Thunder!"

"Yes, sir!" the bald man and the white-bearded old man replied respectfully.

The fat emperor pointed at Bu Jingyun: "Stop him!"

"Yes!" Kuang Lei shouted, flipped his palm and stepped forward.

Zi Dian then used unorthodox footwork and countered with a misplaced punch.

Bu Jingyun roared, "Get out of the way!" and unleashed nine swift sword strikes in quick succession.

He was thinking of Junior Sister Feng, and his actions were extremely ruthless.

Zi Dian and Kuang Lei are the masters of the Ten Great Qi Ninjas of Japan. Now they have come out of seclusion, firstly to avenge them, and secondly to seek a way out for the Zi Qi Sect. Therefore, they are using all their skills.

These two old men were undoubtedly the top masters in the Japanese Imperial Palace, their true skills and knowledge were no less than those of Bu Jingyun.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them exchanged more than twenty fast moves in a whirlwind.

Bu Jingyun was eager to save Nie Feng, so he used his self-created "Ten Swords of Cloud". The dark sword light was dazzling and chaotic, sometimes like a peacock spreading its tail, sometimes like a black snake coiling around a branch.

The peerless sword suddenly straightened and curved, moving with unpredictable agility, always striking from strange angles.

Such a bizarre and domineering sword technique caught even the two elders, Zidian and Jinglei, off guard.

The "Ten Swords of Cloud" were developed by Wuming with the assistance of Bu Jingyun. In addition to the methods of the Sword Sect and Bu Jingyun's own insights, they also bear the shadow of Ren Jianshen's "Escape to the Netherworld Sword".

Wuming once said to Bu Jingyun, "Ren Jianshen's sword combines the three extremes of 'momentum, speed, and skill,' making it unparalleled in history. Combined with the 'Divine Sword' that can control the length of the sword, it is even more unstoppable! Now that you have a peerless sword, if you can show even a trace of the Sword God's style, there will be no more than three people in the world who can defeat you!"

The three moved with lightning speed, locked in a fierce struggle. Amidst the sword energy and lightning, their figures grew fainter and fainter, while the booming sounds grew louder and louder.

Just as Bu Jingyun and the other two were fighting fiercely, the fat emperor was already standing in front of the table.

Ignoring Nie Feng, who was still silently eating his meat, he looked at Ding An and stretched out his chubby hand: "Give it to me!"

Ding An was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

The fat emperor said impatiently, "Dragon Vein!"

Ding An's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but blink as she looked at the little beggar.

The fat emperor frowned and shifted his gaze in that direction.

The girl in red was curled up, clutching a small bundle tightly, tears streaming from her round eyes, repeatedly crying out, "No, Feng, Feng can't be without the dragon vein!"

The fat emperor laughed loudly: "Give it to me!" He reached out and snatched the package from her arms, then turned and leaped out of the window to escape.

Hongxiu screamed, "No!!" and collapsed to the ground, raising her hand and crying out in anguish, "Dragon vein, dragon vein!"

The fat emperor's voice rang out: "Purple Lightning and Thunder, let's go!"

"Yes!"

Zidian and Jinglei laughed heartily and jumped out of the window to follow.

"Release the dragon vein!" A figure flashed, and Bu Jingyun didn't even glance in their direction, but simply leaped forward to follow.

In the blink of an eye, the second floor was deserted, with only Hongxiu lying on the ground, screaming incessantly.

"Little beggar, the person is gone."

"Have they left?" Hongxiu asked coquettishly.

Ding An said helplessly, "Yeah, yeah, it's flown really far."

"Alright." Hongxiu quickly got up, patted her clothes, and looked like she hadn't had enough. "I put on such a great performance, and they didn't even care. It's like throwing a flirtatious glance at a blind man!"

"If you hadn't used the 'sacrifice-style' shield to block Brother Bu, he wouldn't have been unable to see you!"

"You talk too much!" Hongxiu snorted.

"Little beggar," Ding'an said, somewhat puzzled, "why did you give the dragon vein to the Japanese pirates?"

The little beggar rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't give it away, how will you take it back?" As he spoke, he walked downstairs with his hands behind his back, "Aren't you coming with me?"

"Ah, oh!" Ding'an scratched his head and quickly followed.

Nie Feng, on the other hand, continued eating his mutton with a blank expression.

(End of this chapter)