The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 103 The young girl Shuyao sees a ghost in broad daylight

A night passed in the blink of an eye.

After several days of gloomy weather mixed with rain and snow, a bright and sunny day has arrived.

The warm sunlight streamed in through the window, bathing the handsome young man on the bed in light, making him appear exceptionally imposing.

Hong Yuan withstood the test.

He looked down and saw a fair-skinned, elegant young girl nestled in his arms.

Although the sky had cleared, the melting snow made it even colder. The girl was like a cat afraid of the cold, her two small fists lightly clenched and pressed against Hong Yuan's chest. She curled up into a ball and rolled into his arms.

The girl wore a light green top, so thin that you could see her fair, snow-white skin underneath.

She had originally worn a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) over her clothes last night, but she is a restless sleeper and the outer skirt had now slipped down to the foot of the bed.

His undergarments had somehow slipped down to his knees, and Hong Yuan could feel the smooth, delicate skin against them. He wasn't surprised; he'd known about it last night.

The girl's name was Ou Shuyao, and as her name suggested, she possessed a refined and scholarly air about her.

Although Hong Yuan is not a pretentious person, he wouldn't drive off as soon as they meet, so last night he just held her and talked to her.

With his gentle words of comfort and deliberate guidance, the little girl went from being initially panicked and shy to being amused and smiling, and couldn't help but open her heart and tell him many of her innermost thoughts.

The girl was originally from a collateral branch of the Ou family. Her parents died early, but because she was beautiful and lovely from a young age, she was taken in by the main branch and raised in their home. She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, needlework, tea ceremony, and flower arrangement.

According to seniority, Ou Shuyao is Ou Zhenyun's granddaughter, so when she meets Xu Qingjing, she has to call her aunt.

Hong Yuan gently stroked the girl's smooth and soft body with his five fingers. Although he didn't do anything substantial, he had already passed the first part of his driving test and learned the traffic rules.

Ou Shuyao's body gradually trembled, and her cheek against his chest grew hot. Hong Yuan knew she was awake. He withdrew his hand, ruffled her flowing hair, and smiled, "Awake?"

As he spoke, he sat up.

Ou Shuyao, no longer pretending to be asleep, opened her eyes. Her beautiful eyes, still hazy from just waking up, were like the moon reflected in water or a flower in the mist. Her fair and flawless face was flushed, but she still spoke up, "Young master, let me help you get dressed."

Her voice was melodious and pleasant to listen to, and she was already supporting herself with one hand, trying to sit up.

The next moment, she cried out in surprise, her hand recoiling as if it had touched a hot coal.

Ou Shuyao lowered her head very low, and now not only her cheeks, but her whole body was quickly flushed with a blush.

Huh? Hong Yuan glanced at her. "I haven't even started the car yet, and you little brat dare to move the gear lever?"
As everyone knows, Mr. Hong has always been an upright and honest gentleman, so his current state is quite predictable.

He threw off the covers and got out of bed, ignoring the glimpse of his bare back. He quickly dressed, turned around, and pressed Ou Shuyao back into the covers, pinching her still slightly chubby cheeks.

"It's cold and the dew is heavy, there's no need to get up so early. If you're feeling sleepy, just sleep a little longer."

"Ok!"

Ou Shuyao responded softly, obediently closed her eyes, and listened intently to the sounds inside the room with her two bright red ears. A moment later, she heard the sound of the door closing.

She peeked out quietly, like a thief, and when she saw that Hong Yuan had indeed left, her panicked state gradually subsided, and the scenes from last night and this morning resurfaced in her mind.

Ou Shuyao let out a soft "woof" and quickly pulled her head back under the covers, curling up into a ball with her two slender legs clamping the blanket between them.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, a soft, extremely embarrassed moan came from under the covers, followed by the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

As Hong Yuanfang stepped out of the room, a maidservant who was waiting in the courtyard came forward to greet him and led him to have breakfast.

"not busy!"

Hong Yuan waved his hand and walked out of the mansion first.

Last night he tied that ghost Fanlou 'Night Wanderer' to the iron lion outside the Ou family mansion. Now he has to go and see if it's still there.

After all, it is a rare species, so it deserves some attention.

Soon they arrived at the gate. Hong Yuan glanced at it and thankfully, the 'Night Wanderer' hadn't taken advantage of the night to wander off.

However, the other party had already woken up and was studying the cloud-patterned iron chain. When he saw Hong Yuan, he gave an awkward smile and squatted down next to the iron lion.

“You must have suffered from a cold all night. Feed him a cake.” Hong Yuan pointed at the Night Wanderer and instructed the maidservant who was following him.

The reason why he was left unattended for the night after being restrained was not only because the cloud-patterned iron chain was indeed strong enough and not so easy to break, but also because Hong Yuan had left a hidden solution.

After knocking him unconscious last night, Hong Yuan placed a cluster of Six Void Force at several key points of Qi and Blood in the opponent's body.

Even martial artists of this world who reach the level of a master of subtlety, once they have injected formless and intangible force into another person's body, will dissipate within a short time if they lose the support.

However, Hong Yuan's Six Void Force is extremely different. After accommodating various forces, it is very stable and can be maintained even overnight.

If this Night Wanderer wakes up in the middle of the night and tries to muster his strength to break free from his restraints, he will encounter the second characteristic of the Six Void Forces.

The power returns to its source.

The moment he condenses his strength and enters the Qi and Blood node, he is directly transformed and absorbed by the Six Void Forces left by Hong Yuan, which replenishes the losses.

Judging from his expression, Hong Yuan knew he had clearly learned his lesson.

This Night Wanderer is of considerable value; as one of the core members of the Ghost Fanlou, he might not dare to reveal the important secrets of Ghost Fanlou.

What about the other forces?
Ghost Fanlou is already one of the top powers in the world, and it is also an assassin organization that has lasted for hundreds of years. Would it not infiltrate and investigate other top powers?

This is exactly the kind of information Hong Yuan needs.

Having clashed with Song Yinglong and Night Wanderer, Hong Yuan had a vague understanding of his own strength, which undoubtedly placed him among the top in the world.

The problem is, we don't know if there are any other hidden demons or monsters.

This Ghostly Fanlou has a history spanning hundreds of years. If we can pry open the mouth of the Night Wanderer, many things will become clear.

Back in the banquet hall, they were warmly received by Ou Zhenyun.

Ou Shuyao didn't linger in bed either. Before long, she arrived at the banquet hall, wearing a light purple satin fur coat. She had clearly taken some time to dress up and was very elegant and beautiful, even without many jewels.

Her gaze, like a clear pool of water, flushed when it fell upon Hong Yuan, making her even more captivating.

Upon reaching Hong Yuan's side, she gave a graceful bow: "Young Master!"

"Sit down and have a meal," Hong Yuan said.

"Yes!"

Ou Zhenyun, with his keen eye, could tell from Ou Shuyao's demeanor that she was still a virgin, and he was slightly disappointed. However, Hong Yuan had not left Ou Shuyao's room last night, so the two must have been very intimate.

He composed himself and asked respectfully, "Alliance Leader, how long will you be staying in this town this time?"

"We'll leave after we finish our meal," Hong Yuan said with a smile.

"Then I will go and prepare the carriage. As for Shuyao, will she go with the Alliance Leader, or..." Ou Zhenyun asked cautiously, still referring to himself as "subordinate." Moreover, whether Hong Yuan took Ou Shuyao away now or asked them to send her over later, his Ou family would prepare a generous gift.

Sitting next to Hong Yuan, Ou Shuyao, who was sipping her rice porridge, couldn't help but look a little nervous.

Hong Yuan glanced at her and waved his hand: "Shuyao, you can stay in town."

Ou Zhenyun was slightly taken aback.

With a 'clink', the spoon in Ou Shuyao's hand touched the small bowl, and her eyes dimmed slightly.

"Don't overthink it. The city and Black Iron Town are no different to me. I'll come see you when I have time." Hong Yuan pinched Ou Shuyao's cheek, feeling that her rosy little face had a wonderful texture.

To him, Tao Xiyue was as radiant as a rose, Xu Qingjing was bold and lively, while Ou Shuyao exuded a scholarly air, was gentle and sweet, and seemed easy to bully, like a secluded orchid in a valley.

If they bloom individually, each has its own color and beauty; but if they are placed together, they might become a jumble of women after a while.

Moreover, the distance between the prefectural city and Black Iron Town is only about thirty miles, which is a short distance he can cover in the time it takes to stop his carriage.

Ou Shuyao bit her lip lightly and nodded.

Upon hearing this, Ou Zhenyun was initially somewhat disappointed, but then he was overjoyed. If Hong Yuan could visit frequently, it would serve as a deterrent to all forces, demonstrating the importance that the Dragon King of Zhenhai placed on Black Iron Town.

"Rest assured, Alliance Leader, Shuyao will not suffer any injustice in the clan," Ou Zhenyun assured him.

Then Ou Zhenyun looked around, waved his hand to dismiss the servants, and made an excuse to leave.

Soon only Hong Yuan and Ou Shuyao remained in the hall.

Ou Shuyao lowered her head, her face showing an elegant and obedient demeanor, but there was a hint of grievance in her eyes. To her, she was already Hong Yuan's person, but she wasn't taken away with him, so she naturally felt a little lost.

"Come here." Hong Yuan patted his thigh.

Shortly after, Ou Shuyao sat down, her face flushed.

After the meal, Hong Yuan didn't ask for any carriage, but only a horse. With a clatter of iron chains in his hand, he patted the horse's back, and with a clatter, he quickly left Black Iron Town.

Following the horse, the Night Wanderer used his movement skills to chase after it, cursing inwardly.

That guy surnamed Hong is utterly inhuman.

Fortunately, Hong Yuan had already removed the Six Void Force from the Night Wanderer's body; otherwise, he would have been unable to use his force and would have been dragged along.

As the horses galloped on, the city came into view in the distance. The Night Wanderer hurriedly shouted, "Put it down! Put it down! I won't run away. I can't escape from your grasp either. I am, after all, the Night Wanderer of Ghost Fanlou. Give me some face. I'll do it myself!"

Hong Yuan glanced back at him speechlessly. You're an assassin, yet you still have an idol image to maintain?
With a flick of his wrist, he casually tossed down the cloud-patterned iron chain, then spurred his horse and charged forward.

After the turmoil, Linjiang Prefecture City has once again returned to its former prosperity and bustle.

Many ordinary people found that compared to the period when the major clans ruled, life was much better under the rule of Song Yinglong and the leader of the Zhenhai Alliance. At least there were 80-90% fewer of the wealthy clans' sons and gangsters who bullied men and women on the streets, and the remaining ones didn't dare to show their faces.

In the marketplace, restaurants, and inns, crowds thronged, with many leisurely travelers, including martial arts practitioners carrying swords and knives.

A storyteller took to the stage, and recently he was telling the story of "The First Blade of the Storm".

With "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" as a foundation, "The First Blade of the Storm" was leaked from the mansion of the Dragon King of Zhenhai, the most influential figure in Mingzhou recently. As soon as it was released, it became a hit.

Not only did it become popular in Linjiang Prefecture, but it also quickly spread to Longyuan Prefecture, the capital of the prefecture.

Of course, ordinary people, unaware of the underlying reasons, would not know that this requires a large amount of capital to drive the flow.

Following the "Five Great Masters of the World", the concept of "Weapon Ranking" quickly became popular, and many people in the martial arts world discussed it.

"If there truly is a 'Weapon Ranking' in this world, I don't know about other places, but in the martial arts world of Mingzhou, the 'Deadly Throat-Locking Spear' of the Divine Prison Spear Master should be number one!"

In a bustling restaurant, filled with guests, a drunken martial arts practitioner shouted loudly.

"No, Master Huiming of Jingang Temple's demon-subduing staff is of boundless power and is therefore the best."

"The Huaxi Sword Sect's swordsmanship is exquisite, truly unparalleled in the world!"

"Have you all forgotten about the Xuanbing Sect and the three great families?"

Amidst the commotion, a sudden commotion arose. Inside the building, people were shouting the names of "Dragon King of the Sea" and "Master of the Divine Prison Spear," and crowding towards the windows.

Many people peered over and saw a fine horse approaching slowly at first, then speeding through after the pedestrians on the street dispersed.

On horseback sat a handsome and dashing young man, who was none other than one of the people they were talking about. Soon, someone realized who he was.

"Huh? It seems Alliance Leader Hong is heading towards Longxiang Prefecture? Is he going to cause trouble for that Master Song again?"

The man asked a question, his gaze still fixed on the long street, when suddenly his eyes widened, his pupils seemingly about to bulge out.

"WTF?"

Immediately afterwards, a series of exclamations arose from many restaurants, inns, shops, and even pedestrians on the street.

Their faces were trembling, their eyes filled with horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Wow!
All that could be seen was a long chain, moving with incredible speed like a snake or dragon, winding its way through the shadows of the street without any human intervention.

The chain was nearly three zhang long, with an iron ring suspended in the air at the head. The ring was as high as a person's shoulder, and there was nothing inside. It just floated and moved.

The Night Wanderer then used his special abilities, twisting his [Shape-Mimicking Skin] to absorb surrounding light and create an effect similar to invisibility.

After all, dragging a several-meter-long iron chain through the bustling city, doesn't he have any dignity as a night watchman?
If he were just an unknown nobody, that would be one thing, but Gui Fanlou has been operating for hundreds of years and has even turned itself into a brand. The title of "Killer" is an honor.

"This……"

The crowd watched as the iron chains swayed, some slapping their own faces, thinking they were still dreaming.

It's likely that before long, another strange and unusual entry will be added to the list of strange and unusual events in the Linjiang Prefecture Gazetteer.

Hong Yuan had no other intention than to seek out Song Yinglong, as it had been more than a month since their last encounter.

He had fought Song Yinglong twice, and they had become friends through their fights. So he had to pay him a visit.
Of course, wanting to verify the information about Gui Fanlou with Lao Song was secondary.

Not far from the former Wei residence, now the Longxiang Mansion, Hong Yuan leaped from his horse, transforming into a gust of wind, and in a flash, landed inside the mansion.

He and Song Yinglong had such a good relationship, there was no need for any notification; he could just go in directly.

The network's senses then seeped out. Hong Yuan searched for a moment, easily avoiding the patrol team, and found a core area. With a slight sense, he discovered Song Yinglong's figure in a secret hall.

call!
Hong Yuan landed and was outside the hall, his palm suddenly pressing down.

Bang!
The heavy, thick door rolled up and flew backward with a loud whistling sound. With a deafening roar, it smashed Song Yinglong, who was meditating inside, to the ground, and then splinters of wood flew everywhere.

"Old Song, your friend has come to see you!"

(End of this chapter)