The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 70 Ying Long
Xu Jinming was adept at social maneuvering and charming, leading Wu Duxiong into the interior of Wohu Manor with a mix of laughter and conversation.

While there are many skilled individuals in this manor, martial artists who can "control their movements at will" are not a dime a dozen; they are among the few masters one can count on two hands.

Therefore, when Wu Duxiong led Yang Lie to join Wohu Manor under the guise of making friends with fellow martial artists and improving their skills, he had met Song Yinglong once before.

After exchanging pleasantries, Song Yinglong welcomed them and prepared a lavish banquet in their honor, after which he disappeared without a trace.

According to the people in the manor, the manor lord Song usually spends his time either handling various affairs or practicing martial arts in seclusion; he is quite a busy person.

Wu Duxiong had some guesses in his mind about why he was summoned to the audience this time.

He was merely in Wohu Manor, not isolated from the world, and since almost everyone he interacted with in the manor was a martial arts person, how could he not know the most sensational figure in Linjiang Prefecture at present?

Even with this thought in mind, Wu Du Xiong Xin couldn't help but marvel.

'In such a short time, my nephew Hong has already accomplished a great deal!'

Even though they knew Hong Yuan was no ordinary person, they allowed him to join the Fuhu Sect and learn their secret techniques without testing him.

Not only did Yang Erhu agree, but Wu Duxiong also nodded in approval.

Wu Duxiong had great confidence in Hong Yuan, believing that with his exceptional talent, he would be able to become a top master in just a few years.

But this is too fast!

It's only been a little over a month since he left the Yang Family Martial Arts School, less than two months, and his own nephew has not only killed Wei Zhenzhu, the young master of the Hua family, the captain of the Golden Soup Camp, and the leader of the Canal Gang...

Then, despite being wanted by the all-powerful police force, he defied the odds and single-handedly pierced through the entire martial arts world of Linjiang Prefecture with his spear, leaving no one able to stop him.

His power and reputation have made him the most dazzling figure in Linjiang Prefecture in the past decade.

This is more than just a master; he has already transformed into a dragon.

The reports of his victories left Wu Duxiong, his senior martial uncle, speechless with astonishment.

As for Yang Lie, he was deeply affected. The pride and smugness he had felt when he first entered the realm of mastery vanished instantly, and he has been practicing his skills day and night ever since.

Wu Duxiong and Yang Lie did not conceal their identities when they entered the manor. Given the vast power Song Yinglong wielded, it's hard to believe he didn't thoroughly investigate them.

The purpose of summoning him now is self-evident.

Wu Duxiong's mind raced as he chatted with Xu Jinming, and soon they arrived in front of a large house.

Before the servants could announce their arrival, a powerful, resonant voice, like the clash of metal, rang out from inside the house: "Brother Wu, have you arrived? Please come in!"

At the same time, steady footsteps sounded at the door, and a burly middle-aged man with a long, flowing beard and an imposing presence came out to greet them.

Wu Duxiong quickly glanced at the other party and raised an eyebrow.

Even though he had seen it once before, Wu Duxiong was still amazed when he saw it again.

Song Yinglong's face was radiant, with a subtle metallic sheen.

Even with a smile on his face, the sharpness in his eyes, like swords, made him involuntarily squint, giving him a somewhat unapproachable look.

'A master! An absolute master! What kind of kung fu does this Master Song practice?'

Wu Duxiong was wary, but he put on a brave face and greeted the man with a fist and palm salute: "Master Song, you are too kind. I am just a rough man, how could I dare to trouble you to personally welcome me?"

"Brother Wu is a man of great courage and integrity, a true hero of the martial world. It is a pity that I have been too busy to entertain you once, which is a great disservice to me."

Song Yinglong also smiled, but even his laughter sounded like metal clashing against stone.

“I have been in this manor for nearly a month, and I have been eating and drinking at the manor’s expense every day. If this is considered neglect, then I, Wu, am far too ungrateful.”

Wu Duxiong chuckled and said, "Besides, who in this manor isn't a hero? Manor Lord Song is an even greater hero and a great man..."

Xu Jinming, beaming with a warm smile, interjected, "The Master and Brother Wu are both great heroes, while I am but a poor, useless scholar. So, would you two great heroes allow me to come in and ask for a drink?"

"Haha! Mr. Xu is indeed a hero. The banquet has already been prepared, let's go!"

As they spoke, Song Yinglong took Xu Jinming's hand in one hand and Wu Duxiong's hand in the other, and walked intimately into the house.

Although the house is located in the center of the estate, the furnishings inside are extremely simple, with only a few essential pieces of furniture, making it quite empty.

Autumn has passed and winter has arrived.

On the table next to them, besides a sumptuous feast, there was also a pot of fine wine being warmed, its rich aroma wafting out.

The three took their seats as host and guest, and Wu Duxiong looked around and said with a smile, "Master, you have prepared such fine wine and food. May I ask what you would like to offer?"

"Brother Wu is quite impatient, but we can discuss this later. Come, while the food and wine are still warm, let's eat meat and drink wine first!"

Song Yinglong waved his hand.

Xu Jinming, standing beside him, carried a wine jug and poured a bowl of wine for each of the three men. After several dishes and rounds of wine, Song Yinglong wiped his mouth and looked at Wu Duxiong: "How have you been doing at my manor these past few days, Brother Wu?"

'coming! ’

Wu Du Xiongxin thought that it was finally time to get down to business. He became more alert, kept a straight face, and said in a slightly drunken voice, "With wine and meat every day, and so many heroes of the martial world as friends, it is truly extremely comfortable."

"I'm glad Brother Wu is satisfied. In that case, I'll get straight to the point..."

Song Yinglong changed the subject: "Brother Wu's nephew, Yang Liexian, shouldn't be a member of your Fuhu Sect yet. To be honest, I find Yang Liexian's personality very similar to mine when I was young, and I like him very much. Therefore, I have a favor to ask..."

"I, Song, would like to take him under my wing. I wonder if Brother Wu would agree?"

“This…” Wu Duxiongfang hesitated for a moment, then felt a stinging pain on his face. His heart skipped a beat, and he looked up.

All I could see was Song Yinglong's piercing gaze, with a faint crimson-gold glint in his eyes, as chilling and piercing as swords, stirring up a tidal wave of emotions within me.

A single glance could cause such tangible damage; what level of expert is this?

Wu Duxiong knew that this so-called 'unreasonable request' could not be refused, otherwise he and Yang Lie would probably have a hard time leaving Wohu Village.

At this moment, he felt bitter inside. Having spent so long in the army, he had truly underestimated the people of the world.

His face, however, was flushed with drunkenness. He laughed and spread his hands, saying, "I wondered what was going on. It's my good fortune that my good-for-nothing nephew is valued by the master. The master is being too polite."

"Good! Congratulations to the Master for gaining such a fine disciple. Congratulations, Brother Wu. From now on, you and the Master are family. Such a joyous occasion cannot be left uncelebrated with a drink."

With a smile on his face, Xu Jinming got up to pour more wine.

After they were seated, Xu Jinming spoke again: "Master, I suddenly remembered that there is something I haven't reported to you yet..."

Song Yinglong frowned and said, "Brother Wu and I had a great time drinking, so everything else should be postponed."

Xu Jinming shook his head and said, "Master, I'm afraid this matter won't work, because it is also related to Brother Wu."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, glancing at Wu Duxiong, a hint of surprise in his voice: "Brother Wu may not have received the news yet, but yesterday in Yanquan County, at Dingsheng Tower, your nephew 'Peerless Astounding Beauty' Hong Yuan defeated many masters with a single spear thrust, including Chen Jiulang, the number one young and strong member of the Canal Gang..."

"Then, Young Master Hong killed Chen Jiulang with a single spear thrust, pinning him to the large plaque of Dingsheng Tower, and hung his corpse to challenge Lei Meng, the 'Surging Wave Hand' of the Canal Gang..."

"The time was set for three days from now... Oh! It should be two days from now!"

"What?" Wu Duxiong was also taken aback and exclaimed in surprise.

Xu Jinming ignored his shock and continued to add various details. After a while, Song Yinglong slammed his hand on the table and stood up: "Indeed, heroes emerge from among the young. Compared to Young Hero Hong, we are truly mediocre and incompetent, and we are ashamed to face!"

He sighed and then said in a deep voice, "The 'Surging Wave Hand' is a martial arts master who has been famous for many years. He is no ordinary person. In addition, there are many experts in the Canal Gang. Powerful families such as the Guo family and the Hua family may also get involved. Young Master Hong, your journey will be extremely dangerous!"

"Young Master Hong is Brother Wu's nephew, and our manor should do its part. How about this, Brother Wu will lead the team, and I will send several dozen skilled warriors to accompany him to Shuanglong Gorge. If Young Master Hong can retreat safely, then we can consider it as observing the battle. If anything unexpected happens, we can lend a hand at any time..."

"Brother Wu, what do you think?"

Song Yinglong stared intently at Wu Duxiong, who suppressed his shock and bowed respectfully, saying, "Master, your kindness is truly appreciated."

As for Yang Lie, Wu Duxiong didn't mention him at all. He could tell that Song Yinglong's purpose was to target Hong Yuan.

Yang Lie has become a hostage.

After a hearty meal, Wu Duxiong took his leave, and Song Yinglong waved for Xu Jinming to see him off.

The room was silent for a moment, then a gentle breeze swept by, and a white figure appeared beside Song Yinglong.

The newcomer was a woman, wearing a white dress that trailed on the ground. She had a graceful figure, and her breasts were full and shapely. The movement of her dress accentuated her breathtaking curves.

Her face was covered by a black veil, revealing only a pair of alluring eyes. She chuckled and said, "Heavenly King, are you planning to subdue Hong Yuan?"

Song Yinglong remained noncommittal, slowly rose and walked to the front of the house, gazing at the falling yellow leaves in the courtyard, and said calmly, "Did you see that kid make a move? What level has his martial arts reached?"

The woman in the white dress also showed a solemn expression in her eyes, and said softly, "It's hard to fathom. It's not his martial arts skills that are difficult to fathom, although of course, his martial arts skills are already amazing enough. But what is most puzzling is his speed of progress. He was just an ordinary person at the beginning, but he has progressed to this level in less than two months. Such progress is already beyond human ability."

"In my opinion, we should either avoid his sharp edge or go all out to kill him..." Her eyes sparkled as she said leisurely, "Perhaps we can also learn the secret behind his rapid progress!"

"We're both in Linjiang Prefecture, where can we hide? Besides, why should I, Song Yinglong, need to avoid his sharp edge?" As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yinglong's face underwent a strange change, and a radiant light appeared, shining as hot as gold and iron.

"Non-human? Who isn't?"

The woman in the white dress was shocked by what she saw and took two or three steps back in fright. She looked at Song Yinglong in astonishment and said, "The Heavenly King has actually cultivated such supernatural powers? I am truly impressed!"

"Completed? Not quite. It's only a partial achievement. Only when the inner and outer are unified can one be considered truly invincible!"

Song Yinglong said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back: "Dominating one region is enough. Originally, I planned to launch the attack during the Qionghua Gathering, but with that kid stirring up trouble, we can start earlier!"

(End of this chapter)