The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 106 Illegitimate Son

Linjiang Prefecture.

The border area between Wushan County and Zhuqu County.

The terrain here is undulating, with a green mountain stretching between the two counties. The mountain is not high, but it attracts a large number of tourists and pilgrims because of the Baoguang Temple, which is very popular among the worshippers.

The rapid sound of hooves grew louder as a group of nearly twenty riders galloped towards them, kicking up clouds of dust.

The riders on horseback were all sharp and capable, dressed in tight-fitting clothes and carrying weapons; they were clearly martial artists from the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world).

The leader was dressed in a simple blue robe, with a thin face and a sharp glint in his eyes; he was none other than Qing Lingzi.

In the blink of an eye, the group arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Qing Lingzi looked up and saw a temple hidden among the trees halfway up the mountain, with incense smoke swirling around it, creating a misty atmosphere.

"Go up the mountain!"

"Arrests!"

Qing Lingzi was the first to leap off his horse and give the order.

After publicly executing the remaining members of the Guo and Hua families in Qingxu and Yangquan counties, he quickly returned to the prefectural city and received a new assignment.

Or rather, the initial task.

Arrest those so-called fairy maidens from 'Biwu Wonderland'.

At first, Hong Yuan only killed Wei Zhenzhu and ignored the others, because he had no choice but to kill her and lacked the power to do so.

But once the Zhenhai Alliance was brought under control, the good days for these escapees were about to begin.

With just one sentence, the people below immediately sprang into action, searching Wei Zhenzhu and Zhou Wenjie's residences and finding a list.

The rest was simple: just capture and kill them according to the list.

Even though the Zhenhai Alliance only controlled two counties, the Longxiang Prefecture still dared not interfere when Qing Lingzi and his group arrested and killed people across counties.

Everything went smoothly until the capture of the last fairy, who turned out to be a nun from the Shuiyue Nunnery.

He sensed the danger beforehand and immediately fled and went into hiding.

Qing Lingzi only recently received the report that the nun had hidden inside Baoguang Temple.

The group of martial artists responded with a roar. Four of them stayed behind to guard the horses and block the path, while Qing Lingzi led more than ten martial artists with a fierce aura and rushed straight towards the mountain path.

Pedestrians and pilgrims traveling along the mountain path quickly avoided the area.

A moment later, Qing Lingzi and the others arrived at the temple gate. He looked around and saw that the halls were magnificent and the temple covered a large area. Inside, worshippers and monks were coming and going.

The arrival of their group caused some chaos in front of the temple. Qing Lingzi raised his hand, stopping his warriors from rushing inside.

A monk, whose expression changed slightly, stepped forward and said, "Before the Buddha, one must not rashly use weapons. If you have come to worship the Buddha and burn incense, please put down your sharp weapons..."

Qing Lingzi said, "We have come here to find a nun at Shuiyue Nunnery."

The monk in charge of receiving guests' greetings suddenly became serious and put his hands together in prayer: "This is a Buddhist temple, where did this nun come from? Don't be joking, sir."

Observing the change in his expression, Qing Lingzi was already eighty percent certain of his answer and said calmly, "Please have Abbot Hongfa of your temple come out to meet me."

The monk who was in charge of receiving guests wanted to say something more, but he was stared at by Qing Lingzi's sword-like gaze, and he immediately shivered and hurriedly ran into the temple.

Before long, Qing Lingzi's ears twitched, and he heard a series of muffled footsteps.

Immediately, dozens of monks guarding the temple rushed out, wielding spears, clubs, and daggers. One of them, a monk with a scar on his face and a fierce look, shouted, "Who dares to come looking for trouble at my Baoguang Temple?"

"Attack!" With a clang, Qing Lingzi's sword flashed and he darted out like a dragon, his graceful figure disappearing into the midst of the monks.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

In a Zen temple, Qing Lingzi stood with a solemn expression. At his feet lay the body of a female nun, and besides her, there were two monks.

One of them was Hongfa, the abbot of Baoguang Temple, who was thirty years old. The other was a burly monk whose martial arts skills had reached the level of "freedom of control".

The monk had been severely injured by Qing Lingzi and his fate was unknown, but Hongfa glared at Qing Lingzi without fear, sneering repeatedly: "You killed Dinghui? Do you know she was my favorite? And you dare to hurt me? You're dead, not even the Heavenly King himself can save you!"

Qing Lingzi took a deep breath.

This monk's martial arts skills are mediocre, not even reaching the level of internal strength, yet he is not only the abbot of the vast Baoguang Temple, but also has a master of the second level of internal strength transformation protecting him.

It was simply because of its immense power, so much so that even Qing Lingzi, a master who was about to enter the 'Microscopic' level, was shaken to his core.

Just as he was about to make a move against Hongfa, the other party revealed his identity.

Kobo was the illegitimate son of Huitong, the head of the Vinaya Institute of Vajra Temple!
This is not something he can handle.

"Bring back!"

Qing Lingzi waved her hand.

The group hurried down the mountain.

Upon entering the city, Qing Lingzi went to pay her respects to Hong Yuan, only to learn that he was not in the city. She had no choice but to temporarily imprison Hong Fa in the Zhenhai Army prison.

Xingqing Prefecture.

Last time, when escorting the brothers Yang Erhu and Yang Jinbao, they only reached the border between the two prefectures. This is Hong Yuan's first time here.

Within the city.

Hong Yuan was dressed in black, his hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, and he wore few ornaments, except for a brocade sachet made by Tao Xiyue herself hanging at his waist.

Although this was his first time arriving in Xingqing Prefecture, his deeds had already spread throughout Mingzhou Prefecture and even gradually reached all parts of the country.

It's one thing for ordinary people, but in Mingzhou, almost everyone with some influence has his portrait. The reason he wasn't recognized is simply because Hong Yuan spent some time figuring out a way to change his appearance.

He slightly adjusted the contours of his lower facial muscles. Although he was still handsome and extraordinary, people who were not familiar with him could not associate him with the Dragon King of Zhenhai.

Although Hong Yuan agreed to Song Yinglong's deal to take action against Zhongyumen, his main motivation was to see the true strength of this once top sect in Mingzhou and whether he could acquire a genuine skill from it.

Therefore, even after arriving in Xingqing Prefecture, he had no interest in meeting the Longxiang Army and entered the prefectural city on his own.

Due to the invasion of the Longxiang Army, the major clans of Xingqing Prefecture defended the city gates extremely well, but this was of course useless to Hong Yuan.

Walking along the long street, Hong Yuan looked around with great interest.

Although the flames of war had already spread, the combined forces of various factions in Xingqing Prefecture were fighting the Longxiang Army to a standstill, and even gained some advantage. As a result, the prefectural city was still quite lively, with all the major markets operating normally and noise filling the air.

Hong Yuan then thought of his two cheap master and uncle, wondering where they were now, and whether they had left Xingqing.
Thinking back to how Yang Jinbao once praised the beauties of Xingqing in front of him, describing them as charming and graceful, and considering Yang Jinbao's character, he was indeed not a decent person.

Hong Yuan frowned, pondering where Yang Jinbao was most likely to go, and before he knew it, he had arrived at a bustling place.

The sounds of string and wind instruments, the voices of orioles and swallows fill the air, and red and green hues intertwine before the eyes. Candlelight flickers red in the vermilion corridor, and alluring figures are glimpsed through half-rolled embroidered curtains.

Hong Yuan suddenly realized what was happening and immediately stepped inside.

Given Yang Jinbao's behavior, he would most likely come to a place like this. He has no other intention than to look for someone.

(End of this chapter)