All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 87 Before the Canhe Village

Tong Lao: ————

When Zhang Cheng treated Tong Lao, she was unconscious and did not experience any real sensations.

After watching Zhang Cheng heal Li Qiushui and Wuyazi, she only knew that this healing method required physical contact between the two parties to activate. She had not yet experienced the specific effects.

The martial arts and medical skills of the Xiaoyao Sect are already extraordinary. Whether it is the strange techniques that can make people stay young forever or reverse aging, or organ transplants that do not cause rejection, they can be regarded as divine arts by outsiders.

Therefore, regarding Zhang Cheng's miraculous ability to bring the dead back to life, Tong Lao simply considered it as "there are always people more capable than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding."

The martial world is vast, and it's not surprising that there might be a more powerful lineage than the Free and Unfettered Sect. She never considered the possibility of ghosts or gods.

But at this moment, looking at Zhang Cheng standing steadily in the middle of the river, her worldview began to waver.

"How is that possible?" The Old Woman frowned. "So you're trying to tell me that magic really exists in this world?"

Zhang Cheng waded across the water and returned to the shore in a few steps.

"This is actually a bit complicated to explain. But I do possess some strange abilities. In fact, not just this one, like this—"

With a thought, he activated [Cooperative Combat].

Both Tong Lao and Li Qiushui are top-tier experts in the world of Tianlong. The percentage boost effect of the [Cooperative Combat] skill on friendly forces is exceptionally noticeable on both of them.

Sensing the changes within her body, the Child Granny's first reaction was to test its power.

With a flick of her wrist, she slapped her palm onto the river. The force of her palm struck the water and exploded with a deafening roar.

Water columns shot skyward, countless fish were shattered into a bloody pulp and swept into the waves, the river water carrying the broken fish crashing against the shore.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng and the other two were all experts who could condense protective qi. The moment their palm strikes exploded, they each created an invisible barrier in front of them, thus avoiding being drenched.

Zhang Cheng exhaled his energy, and his protective aura spread out, blowing away the fish scraps and debris around the three of them.

He looked at the old woman speechlessly: "Why are you frying fish now, old lady?"

The old woman ignored Zhang Cheng. She stood there, muttering to herself, "The speed of internal energy circulation has increased, the speed of attack has increased, and even the total amount of true energy has increased—this is truly unbelievable."

She raised her head, her gaze fixed intently on Zhang Cheng: "So, where did the sect leader obtain these extraordinary abilities? Could it be that they were passed down from immortals?"

"I guess I'm just born different, this is how I am." Zhang Cheng shrugged. "If you have any other questions, we can talk about them as we go."

The old woman nodded, and the three of them continued their journey towards Suzhou.

On the way, the old woman asked Zhang Cheng what other extraordinary abilities he possessed. Zhang Cheng then took out three system items and demonstrated them to the two of them, leaving them amazed.

The three of them walked and talked for another half day before finally arriving in Suzhou.

Suzhou remains as prosperous as ever, with bustling streets teeming with people.

Zhang Cheng didn't remember the exact locations of the Murong family's Canhe Manor and the Wang family's Mantuo Manor. Fortunately, Li Qiushui was there.

Although she did not concern herself with political affairs, she held a transcendent position in Western Xia. Having mobilized her forces nearly two days in advance, Western Xia spies in Suzhou had already prepared the information she needed.

She led Zhang Cheng and his companion into an inconspicuous shop. A capable-looking man came forward, respectfully led the three to the back room, and then began to report.

Li Qiushui frowned deeply after hearing this. "You arrived two days in advance and still couldn't find out where the Wang family's estate was? You only knew it was in Taihu Lake?"

The scout, sweat beading on his forehead, quickly bowed and said, "My lord, please calm your anger. The Wang family wields considerable power in Suzhou and has numerous informants."

Our forces within the Song Dynasty are not particularly strong to begin with, so it's simply beyond our capabilities to operate covertly while simultaneously gathering intelligence on the enemy.

Li Qiushui knew the other person was telling the truth. She waved her hand, signaling the other person to leave.

After the scout left, she turned to Zhang Cheng.

"Sect Leader, the Murong family of Gusu you're looking for is in Yanziwu, thirty miles west of the city. Shall we go and take a look?"

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Zhang Cheng nodded. "Let's go. Although the Gusu Murong I'm looking for might not be here right now, to lure him out, we need to capture this Gusu Murong first."

The old woman listened from the side and frowned.

"What nonsense is this? Are there really that many people from the Murong clan of Gusu? Didn't my junior sister's subordinate just say they only have one male member in their family?"

Li Qiushui seemed lost in thought and did not respond.

Zhang Cheng looked at Li Qiushui and softened his tone: "Sister Li, there's no need to rush. Given the relationship between the Murong family and the Wang family, they probably know the location of Mantuo Manor."

Upon hearing this, Li Qiushui nodded.

"In that case, Sect Leader, let's set off immediately."

Li Qiushui went out and found a Western Xia spy who knew the location of Canhezhuang to guide the three of them.

She picked the man up and had him point the way. The three of them then used their light-footed skills to speed along the road, following his directions.

The thirty-mile distance was quickly covered. Upon arriving at the shore of Taihu Lake, it was necessary to cross the water to reach Canhe Village.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Cheng decided to carry the guide himself, while Tong Lao and Li Qiushui sat on his shoulders.

The two were relatively petite compared to Zhang Cheng, so they didn't feel cramped sitting on his shoulders.

It is daytime now, and a few boats are scattered across the lake, with fishermen singing to each other, creating a tranquil scene reminiscent of the water towns of southern China.

Zhang Cheng was currently carrying two people on his shoulder and holding one person in his hand, his posture quite strange. Afraid of being seen and embarrassed, he took a deep breath, pushed his lightness skill to the limit, and sped across the lake.

Those on the boats only felt a blur before their eyes, as if something had flashed by. When they looked again, the lake was empty, with only gently rippling water.

However, this was tough on the guide. Being carried by Zhang Cheng, he was bounced up and down like on a roller coaster, his stomach churning, and he almost vomited.

Unfortunately, the people beside him were special envoys from above, people of great importance. He dared not be disrespectful, so he could only try his best to endure it while trying to figure out the direction and give Zhang Cheng directions.

Before long, Zhang Cheng, guided by the guide, landed ashore and arrived at the territory of Canhe Village.

As soon as they stepped onto solid ground, Granny Tong and Li Qiushui jumped down from her shoulders. Clearly, the previous posture had also made them feel awkward, but they had kept quiet to save time.

Zhang Cheng put the guide down and told him to wait there. Then he, Tong Lao, and Li Qiushui headed towards the manor.

Canhe Village is surrounded by lakes on all sides and covers a vast area. Yet, this huge village doesn't even have a gatekeeper at the entrance.

Zhang Cheng frowned slightly, listening intently.

There were clearly many people inside the village, their heartbeats rapid and concentrated deep within. Along with the heartbeats, one could also hear them talking.

A gruff voice was cursing: "Damn it! If you two little girls don't tell the truth, we'll each chop you two up with a knife!"