Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 215 The Princess's Predicament, A Solution to the Impasse
"Wu Bing, what if something happens to the Golden God of Longevity and the Jade Guanyin in the Marquis of Changxin's mansion if they're just left there?"

Shen Xinzhu, holding a zither and dressed as a maid, followed behind Lu Wubing, quietly waiting for the princess's guards to report.

He looked worried and wasn't very enthusiastic about his usual cat-playing activities anymore.

It wasn't that she was making conversation out of boredom, but rather that the princess's residence was heavily guarded, with three layers of outer and inner security, and thousands of people protecting it.

Just like yesterday when she left the Changxin Marquis's residence, the princess's entourage stretched for two or three miles.

Those who don't know the situation might think she has a very grand entourage, but those who do know understand that this isn't protection at all; it's actually surveillance.

With so many obstacles, it's not easy to even see her.

“Senior Sister Xinzhu, you underestimate my uncle. Noble families pass down their martial arts traditions. There may be some mediocre members among the other members, but every heir to a title is a martial arts genius who has been trained and honed since childhood.”

Furthermore, he has a group of personal guards who have diligently trained in martial arts since childhood. Although there are not many, a dozen or twenty experts can still be trained.

This is a guarantee that a nobleman will be reinstated. To say that one must diligently hone one's martial arts skills through the accumulated merits of ten generations in order to regain favor may be an exaggeration, but the heir to the title is by no means an incompetent fool.

What's needed is to be able to fight when called upon, and to win every battle. Without powerful heirs and loyal guards, a noble family is completely ruined and has no hope left.

Although the Marquis of Changxin's mansion was not doing well, it couldn't really be called dilapidated. They still had aspirations, and their strength was certainly not weak.

"To seize his treasures, you'd need to bring a large army to besiege him; sending two or three martial arts masters would only be courting death."

How strong is Marquis Changxin?

Shen Xinzhu immediately became interested.

She really doesn't know.

The way imperial military officers cultivate themselves is somewhat different from that of martial arts practitioners in the Jianghu. She is fond of music and medicine and follows the path of spiritual cultivation. She is not very good at cultivating internal strength, let alone understanding the martial arts of the army.

"You've come to the right person; most people wouldn't know this."

While Lu Wubing was waiting for the princess's guards to report, he stood there idly, and since he had nothing better to do, he decided to chat.

With his current level of sword intent, he can easily sense other people's cultivation status from his superior position, including the speed and intensity of their internal energy circulation, the vigor of their blood energy, and the strength of their mental power.

In his eyes, his own uncle Chen Tongxi's external cultivation level was as clear as a candle flame in the dark.

"My uncle is on the path of refining blood in the military. He has now achieved the Gathering Qi and is tempering his body with evil energy. If we convert that to martial arts grades in the martial arts world, he should be at the middle level of the first rank."

"It's actually a first-grade item?"

Shen Xinzhu was also somewhat shocked.

That was a fallen marquis, only over fifty years old, but he looked like a mediocre and listless old man, completely lacking the demeanor and ambition of a master, and appearing to be someone who just wanted to live a life of leisure and enjoy wealth.

Such a person is comparable to the top figures among the martial arts world.

"What are you thinking? That's a marquis's mansion with a long history and talented descendants. The direct descendants have received plenty of resources from childhood to adulthood."

Even a wealthy family with a broken ship still has three thousand nails; surely a founding marquis's mansion would have some foundation.

Lu Wubing pondered for a moment and then said:
"Military martial arts are characterized by their sweeping and powerful movements. While the killing energy can be harmful to the body, cultivating it can also affect one's lifespan."

However, its attack power is even stronger than that of ordinary martial arts techniques.

"You saw what Xue Liang did back then. Of the three Innate Realm cultivators, his Panlong Saber had the strongest attack power and posed quite a threat to me."

Is being pierced through the forehead by a sword considered a threat?
Shen Xinzhu muttered to herself, but smiled and said, "That's really impressive. Military martial arts are hard to deal with. However, nothing works against your swordsmanship, Junior Brother."

Lu Wubing could tell at a glance what Shen Xinzhu was thinking. She always spoke very nicely, but there were some things that needed to be made clear to her. Otherwise, she would inevitably suffer losses when she encountered such a fierce and malevolent opponent in the future.

"When Xue Liang made his move, his long sword drew out evil energy, which transformed into a dragon. He tried to block and parry head-on, but it was actually a losing proposition."

When faced with malevolent energy, even masters of internal martial arts are easily tainted by impure energy, which can damage their meridians.

The reason I was able to handle it so easily is that one of the Eight Swords of Subduing Dragon is the Mind-Slaying Sword, which can slay the spirit.

After suffering a mental blow, even the strongest physical body, blood energy, and murderous aura become uncontrollable; therefore, killing him is as easy as killing a chicken…

"I see."

Shen Xinzhu knew that her junior brother was teaching her how to face all kinds of enemies. This kind of experience was invaluable and she didn't need to suffer losses to learn from the pain.

My junior brother is still so considerate.

Thinking of this, she felt a surge of joy, but she just stared blankly at Lu Wubing, momentarily forgetting to speak.

"The princess requests your presence!"

A young man dressed as a eunuch shouted in a shrill voice.

At that moment, several guards stepped forward to search him.

Lu Wubing snorted coldly.

The four armored soldiers were struck as if by lightning.

The moment his hand was extended, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees, trembling violently.

The eunuch, with a blank expression and vacant eyes, turned around and led the way.

The soldiers around looked on blankly, but didn't say much. Several of them stepped forward, but were pulled back by those around them.

"Meow..."

The cat on Lu Wubing's shoulder let out several shrieks, seemingly cursing as well.

We're not people you lowly soldiers can search. Who do you think you are? Get out of here, all of you.

"Stop meowing, kitten. It's not good to disturb your owner."

Shen Xinzhu was absolutely smitten by the kitten's lively little eyes.

I scooped it up in my arms, held it close, and stroked its fur...

The cat squinted, and she squinted too.

They all seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"Meow."

After passing the screen wall and entering the front courtyard, we crossed the covered bridge and entered the main hall. From afar, we could see Ji Wenxiu standing at the door, craning her neck and looking around.

The princess's residence is so large that it's not bad that there are soldiers everywhere.

The key issue is that there are so many pavilions and towers that it's difficult to find people without someone from the mansion to guide you.

Some say that large houses are generally used by servants and family members to show off.

In reality, as the master, one doesn't actually have much space to live in; one only gains a reputation.

That's really the case.

You see, Princess Wenxiu clearly wanted to see him as soon as possible, receive the report, and then go out to greet him, but two or three incense sticks' worth of time had already passed.

"Brother Wubing".

Although they had only met yesterday, the little princess rushed over as if they hadn't seen each other for ages.

A middle-aged eunuch in red robes beside them muttered with a dark face, "Mind your manners! Don't disgrace the royal family. Running like this is utterly unbecoming!"

These words were quite impolite, and Lu Wubing turned his head to look at them in surprise.

What kind of servant speaks to his master like that?

Lu Wubing had never seen him, nor had he ever even heard of him.

"Wenxiu, who is this guy? How dare he be so arrogant and teach you a lesson?"

Ji Wenxiu was about to answer.

The round-faced eunuch in red had already turned pale with anger, and rebuked, "How dare you address the princess by her name, you ignorant brat..."

"Snapped……"

A hand, seemingly real yet illusory, struck the round-faced eunuch heavily on his left cheek, causing his cheek to bulge out and his body to spin uncontrollably for three turns before finally coming to a stop.

The round-faced eunuch formed hand seals, his fingers blooming like lotus flowers, and unleashed overlapping palm shadows in front of him, his inner energy contained, his palms like giant hammers.

However, no matter how exquisite or heavy his attack was, he could only watch helplessly as the palm pierced through all defenses, disappeared from his mental perception, and struck his face heavily.

He was beaten so badly that he saw stars and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

He stood frozen in place, his eyes wide open, a sharp pain shooting through his soul, yet he remained completely dazed.

Then Ji Wenxiu's coquettish laughter rang in her ears: "Oh, this is a very important person. He is Huang Chengzong, the Grand Eunuch of the Imperial Horse Administration, who oversees the Wuxiang Guard, Tengxiang Guard, Left Guard, and Right Guard and is responsible for the duty in front of the palace."

Now that the Emperor is in seclusion and has not appeared in public for a long time, his troops are mainly stationed to protect the Princess's residence.

This statement contains a lot of information.

Lu Wubing knew exactly what to do as soon as he heard this. This was something the two of them had discussed long ago.

The old emperor was in seclusion somewhere within the palace, and outsiders were not allowed to approach.

Besides protecting the palace, the majority of the palace guards were responsible for controlling the princess's residence.

Although she was said to be the princess overseeing the country, her actual power was, needless to say, held by the middle-aged eunuch Huang Chengzong.

This man was a close confidant of the old emperor, and he represented the emperor's will.

How long the princess can be used as a shield, and when she can be discarded, is entirely up to her.

Another very important piece of news is that Huang Chengzong has indeed taken control of the military, which saves him a lot of trouble.

Then I heard a series of cat meows.

The kitten circled around Huang Chengzong, looking him up and down, and suddenly started meowing.

"Hey, what I've been searching for has come to me without any effort. I feel like my luck has started to improve lately."

Could it be because of Senior Sister Xiaolan? Is she actually a lucky charm for her husband?

The purpose of coming to the princess's residence was twofold. First, to see if we could help improve the little princess's situation. The other, most important reason, of course, was to investigate the information about the "Ten Directions Seal" [Shape] character seal.

We need to find a eunuch whose body odor is unusual.

Upon entering the princess's residence, the second eunuch I saw was none other than the princess's eunuch.

There's no need to search for a needle in a haystack in the palace anymore, right?
"Old Huang, the Wild Wolf Gang has gotten into trouble."

Lu Wubing watched as Huang Chengzong, who had been spinning from the slap, regained his balance and drew a gleaming soft sword from his waist. Suddenly, he uttered a single sentence.

"what?"

Huang Chengzong was suddenly attacked and immediately realized that this was a formidable enemy he had never encountered before. He drew his long sword from his waist and was about to shout to summon his experts.

I heard those words.

His expression faltered slightly, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to normal.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Lu Wubing clearly heard his heart skip a beat, a reaction even more intense than when he was slapped earlier.

"You are the one."

"How could it be such a coincidence? Even I think it's a bit unreasonable."

While saying this, Lu Wubing did not draw his sword. Instead, he became a little more serious and gently struck forward with his palm.

A sudden gust of wind arose around him, howling and swirling, the surrounding air twisting and roaring, like a dragon sucking water.

With a sword in hand, Huang Chengzong retreated instead of advancing.

He flashed his feet and retreated three zhang.

Before he could even unleash his sword technique, he discovered that the area in front of him had been completely vacuumed.

An unparalleled, immense suction force appeared on my body, as if I were bound by countless iron chains.

His body involuntarily lurched toward that palm.

"What kind of evil martial art is this?"

Huang Chengzong was greatly alarmed.

"You can't even withstand half a move of the Dragon-Subduing Sword, yet you dare to draw your sword in front of me?"

Lu Wubing, too lazy to explain, grabbed Huang Chengzong by the throat, channeling his Primordial Chaos True Qi into his acupoints and meridians, effectively locking down the opponent's internal energy.

"Wenxiu, may I use this space to interrogate this guy?"

"follow me."

Ji Wenxiu led Lu Wubing to a quiet room. After opening the door, she didn't go in but asked with a smile, "Would you like to leave?"

"No need, I'll have to tell you sooner or later anyway, I'm too lazy to repeat myself."

Lu Wubing shook his head.

The fight was extremely brief and made no sound at all.

They captured him in the blink of an eye, without alerting the outer guards.

Lu Wubing's swift movements made Ji Wenxiu's eyes blink repeatedly, sparkling, and she had already imagined countless stories in her mind.

"Huang Chengzong is a great master at the Innate Realm level!"

Ji Wenxiu gestured with her palm and exclaimed in amazement, "How did you become so amazing all of a sudden?"

"what?"

Shen Xinzhu was taken aback.

Huang Chengzong was furious after being slapped.

He had just drawn his longsword, but before he could even strike, Lu Wubing grabbed it with a palm strike, as if catching a chick.

I really can't tell how strong he is.

Shen Xinzhu was taken aback when she heard Ji Wenxiu say that.

It's not that the opponent isn't strong, but rather that our own young sect leader's junior brother has become incredibly powerful.

Even experts at the Innate Realm had no chance to resist him.

You can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bushel. This unassuming, slightly overweight middle-aged eunuch was actually a master far superior to Xue Liang, the Southeast Garrison Commander of the Golden Scale Guard. She really hadn't realized it.

"Tell me, what were those medical records and notes that you ordered the Wild Wolf Gang to take for?"

Lu Wubing asked calmly.

A kitten may be lazy or it may act cute, but it will never choose the wrong person.

If the wolf gang's blood wolf with its keen nose has a sense of smell that's one, then the kitten's sense of smell can definitely be called ten.

When pursuing the enemy, Lu Wubing once tested it and found that even from more than ten miles away, the kitten could accurately lock onto the enemy and smell their scent from afar.

It can only be described as a natural gift.

Therefore, the kitten had already smelled the chair where the mysterious masked man had sat, the teacup he had drunk from, and the ground where he had stood for a considerable period of time.

The fragrance of Udumbara and the smell of urine, combined with its unique aromatherapy scent... even after a day or two, when the smell has almost dissipated, it still can't escape its nose.

Moreover, Lu Wubing was afraid of mistaking someone and wasting too much time.

After testing him with words, it was confirmed that this eunuch Huang did indeed know about the Wild Wolf Gang.

That's right.

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

"Very good, I like your tough attitude. The methods of distinguishing between tendons and bones are too low-tech."

I am a doctor, so of course I will use my medical skills. Let me show you my self-created "Reverse Blood Soul Searching Acupuncture Technique".

He remained calm upon seeing Huang Chengzong.

They seemed to genuinely know nothing.

Lu Wubing found it very amusing.

At that moment, they prepared to insert six silver needles into Huang Chengzong's forehead in sequence.

The first silver needle was inserted.

Huang Chengzong's muscles spasmed all over his body, his body twisted into various strange shapes, and he let out a hoarse roar.

Unfortunately, the sound was enveloped by Lu Wubing's true energy and could not be transmitted.

His shouting is pointless.

The second silver needle was inserted.

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The following content is in the author's notes.

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