In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

"Father!"

"Haitang, how is Qingliang Temple?"

Zhu Wushi did have people from Qingliang Temple before, but it just so happened that several of his informants died in the battle.

Of the hundreds of people, only twenty or thirty survived, while the rest were affected by the energy and died without a complete corpse.

Those who only lose a hand or foot are unlikely to die immediately.

"Godfather, the masters in Qingliang Temple have had their martial arts sealed, not their martial arts crippled."

The Golden-Faced Buddha used some unknown method, but with just a single finger strike, he completely dissipated the internal energy of the group of high monks, leaving them nowhere to be seen.

Haitang sought out the most famous local doctor, whose diagnosis revealed that these monks were not only perfectly healthy, but also remarkably robust, with no prior injuries or hidden wounds.

For some reason, these eminent monks of Qingliang Temple could no longer cultivate their internal energy.

The only suspicious point is that these people entered a state of suspended animation before their internal energy dissipated!

"The reason is unknown?"

Zhu Wushi frowned. Even if one's internal energy is absorbed by the Absorption Technique, traces will still be left behind.

But such a strange situation made him frown.

The only clue is the state of feigned death?

Because after faking their death, these high monks' internal energy suddenly disappeared, and they could no longer cultivate internal energy.

"Perhaps it's the Pure Yang Finger!"

Considering that these people seemed to have all been severely injured by the Pure Yang Finger, this explanation made sense.

The Golden-Faced Buddha's Pure Yang Finger technique is no secret, and Zhang Xiaoshan was thousands of miles away when he used it.

And all of their people can confirm that Zhang Xiaoshan is the real person.

Moreover, the fact that the Golden-Faced Buddha openly used the Pure Yang Finger proves that this is not a secret matter, but rather a matter of mutual benefit.

"Pure Yang Finger?"

"The Pure Yang Finger can save lives, kill people, and also cleverly cripple martial arts."

Moreover, the state of suspended animation isn't necessarily a bad thing; for some highly skilled individuals, it can even help repair internal injuries.

"My godfather's analysis is correct!"

"Any news from Tianya?"

"My elder brother sent word that Feng Zhang, the guardian of the Hell Gate's Three Absolute Palms, is leading a group of men secretly to Jiangnan, likely related to a deal with the Golden-Faced Buddha."

Shangguan Haitang's fear of the Golden-Faced Buddha far exceeded that of the Ancient Sword Soul.

Ancient Sword Soul is like a madman; if Heaven wants to destroy him, it will first make him go mad!

But the Golden-Faced Buddha is different; it is incredibly mysterious and unfathomable.

In particular, the information they received indicated that the Golden-Faced Buddha's strength was not merely a clever move that defeated the Ancient Sword Soul, but rather far surpassed that of the Ancient Sword Soul.

Today, the ancient sword spirit alone has caused panic throughout the martial arts world, requiring the righteous path to join forces to deal with it.

Moreover, the Golden-Faced Buddha's strength far surpasses that of the Ancient Sword Soul.

Moreover, the Golden-Faced Buddha has many powerful connections behind him. The Ghost Street under his command is far more powerful than Hell's Gate, and he is also involved with the Zhang family and the Flower Palace, none of whom are easy to mess with.

If the two of them were to join forces, the entire martial arts world would likely be plunged into eternal darkness.

"Golden-faced Buddha? Mobilize our spies in Jiangnan; we must find out the details of their transaction."

"Yes, foster father!"

···

"Fifty ring-pommel swords? This is the gift the Golden-Faced Buddha gave to the sect leader?"

Feng Zhang, the master of the Three Absolute Palms, looked somewhat displeased. In his opinion, the Golden-Faced Buddha was going too far.

Do you really think Hell's Gate is a bunch of beggars who can be easily dealt with by a few broken knives?

Ghost Yama nodded, for these fifty ring-pommel swords were absolute killing weapons.

"Don't underestimate these fifty ring-pommel swords; they represent half of Ghost Street's quota for this year!"

These ring-pommel knives are forged using the cladding method, and the materials are Wootz steel and top-grade wrought iron. Each knife is an absolute treasure in the martial arts world, worth at least a thousand gold pieces.

He drew a long sword, its cold gleam flashing, a chilling light that vanished in an instant.

At this moment, Ghost Yama simply waved his hand, and a falling leaf, upon encountering the blade, passed right through it without any hindrance.

"These fifty ring-pommel swords are all capable of cutting through iron like mud, and the blades can be used as free-hand swords within a range of three zhang from the hilt!"

The hilt and blade were connected using rare golden silkworm silk, making this deadly weapon no less powerful than the Zhang family's Blood Droplets, and perhaps even stronger!

Even Feng Zhang's eyes gleamed upon hearing this.

He casually drew a ring-pommel sword from beside him, and the moment the blade was drawn, a chilling glint flashed in his hand.

But then a bright light shone through, and the blade detached from the body, swirling and dancing around.

An invisible golden thread is not only extremely thin, but once the other party notices and tries to stop it, that golden silkworm thread can completely transform into another kind of terrifying killing intent.

"What a terrifying weapon!"

Looking at the ring-pommel sword in his hand, Feng Zhang's initial disdain turned into a deep affection for it.

Moreover, Ghost Street didn't just unleash one weapon, but fifty of them – truly a grand gesture.

"These fifty ring-pommel swords are a gift from Buddha to the Gate of Hell."

As for other explanations, the Buddha didn't say anything, but Fire Cloud Evil God should understand what the Buddha meant.

"I, Feng, will certainly convey the Buddha's words to the sect leader!"

Feng Zhang looked at the box of deadly weapons in front of him, his tiger-like eyes filled with joy, and at the same time, he secretly shook the atmosphere of Ghost Street.

You should know that such a divine weapon would be worth two thousand gold pieces each, which is not an exaggeration at all.

Even with money, you can't buy it. Even if you bring a fortune to the black market, you can only get a similar or nearly identical divine weapon at most.

But what's most terrifying about this knife isn't its sharpness, but its terrifying killing intent.

But I didn't expect Ghost Street to be sent out so easily.

As the people from Hell's Gate left, a sudden flash of light appeared in the shadows...

Ding! Ding! Ding...

In an instant, a burst of lightning and sparks appeared somewhere on Ghost Street, drawing the attention of many people.

Sun Tianfeng and Gui Yanluo showed no surprise whatsoever.

From the very beginning, they knew that someone had infiltrated and was secretly watching them.

The fact that the people from Hell's Gate were there prevented them from making a direct attack, which is why they stopped the other party at this moment.

At this moment, Ghost Shadow's assassination sword technique clashed with the opponent's samurai sword more than a dozen times in an instant.

The sparks flying from the blade were extremely conspicuous in the darkness.

puff!

The faint sound of the blade slicing through the body seemed like a bloody explosion as the final end.

Ghost Shadow stood with her sword sheathed, watching the injured figure in the darkness from Sun Tianfeng's side.

The person who came was able to detect his assassination attempt in the darkness and engage in more than ten exchanges in an instant, so he was definitely not an ordinary spy.

He is at least a top-tier expert.

At this moment, the experts here were not afraid that the other party would escape.

"A samurai sword? Are you from Japan?"

"No, the swordsmanship you just displayed showed traces of Central Plains swordsmanship. You're a suicide assassin!"

The brainwashing power of Bushido led some powerful families to send highly qualified assassins to Penglai for training, making them a sharp weapon in the hands of their families.

Like smoke, the Jade Flower, the Fiery Cloud Evil God Reflecting the Sunset...

Everyone frowned as they looked at the spy who had been stabbed in the chest but remained silent.

What incredible endurance!

"Duan Tianya, the number one imperial bodyguard, greets you!"

Finally, after much deliberation, the spy revealed his identity.

Upon hearing this, Ghost Yama frowned.

I never expected that he was a spy for the imperial court, not a martial arts practitioner, but thinking about it, it makes sense.

The martial arts families have no need to send their assassins to Japan for training, so Ghost Yama casually tossed a porcelain bottle aside, saying:

"So you were a spy from the Dragon Guard Manor. Next time, reveal your identity earlier to avoid any misunderstandings."

This is Hua Tuo's Heart-Protecting Pill, a holy medicine for healing injuries!

2.0 That sword strike just now penetrated my heart meridian. If I don't want to die, I'd better find a place to heal for three days. Otherwise, even if I survive with the help of a heart-protecting pill, I will inevitably suffer internal injuries!

After saying that, Ghost Yama and several Ghost Street masters dispersed in a flurry.

What was a closely guarded secret in Duan Tianya's eyes was no secret to the people of Ghost Street.

Giving roses (a deadly weapon) leaves a lingering fragrance on your own hands!

What they do on Ghost Street is nothing more than shady business.

What others see as darkness is a perfectly legitimate business in Ghost Street, and they have no fear of being investigated.

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

Duan Tianya realized what was happening, and hurriedly turned around and left to find a place to heal his wounds.

Ghost Shadow's assassination swordsmanship was deadly; if he hadn't received special training, he wouldn't even know how he died.

Just as Ghost Yama said, the sword energy of the killing sword had invaded his heart meridian, and he had to heal himself immediately, or he would surely die within three days.

While the heart-protecting pill can save lives, it will inevitably leave hidden injuries if one does not rest and recuperate.

After Duan Tianya left, several more figures appeared in the surrounding darkness.

They had been around all the time, but hadn't come any closer.

Given the strength of those guys on Ghost Street and their vigilance towards their surroundings, it would be difficult for ordinary spies to get within ten feet of them.

Chapter 346 Shopkeeper Feng is Pregnant, Don't Advise Others to Be Kind

"Young master!"

Although the Hong Mansion was not overcrowded, guests were coming and going in a steady stream.

You should know that a meal here costs at least several taels of silver, a decent banquet. Hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver are not uncommon.

Therefore, the daily turnover of the Red Mansion is terrifyingly high, and an annual revenue of one million gold is definitely not a problem.

"Sister You, where is Manager Feng?"

"The head manager is in the side room. Recently, Manager Feng seems to have lost her appetite and is not feeling well!"

Upon hearing Sister You's concerns, Zhang Xiaoshan's expression froze.

I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs run.

Moreover, since Manager Feng has cultivated Taoist secrets, unless she has a terminal illness, she is unlikely to have any physical discomfort.

After all, over the years, whatever good things Zhang Xiaoshan has had, Bai Feifei and Manager Feng have always been there for him.

It can be said that their vital energy, even without cultivating any extraordinary external martial arts techniques, is absolutely comparable to that of a master who has achieved great success in external martial arts.

For a moment, Zhang Xiaoshan tried his best to remain calm and took a step forward.

Zhang Xiaoshan didn't not want children; rather, he had cultivated the Nine Cauldrons Iron Shirt technique, which gave him exceptional physical strength, high defense, and made it extremely difficult for his vital energy to leak out.

In addition, the Pure Yang Limitless Skill is a Taoist method of refining essence into qi!

Over the years, Zhang Xiaoshan may have seemed like a playboy, but in reality, he has insisted on cultivating for an hour every morning and has never given up his unique martial arts techniques.