Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

The chaos and violence in Li Tiangu's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deep pain and clarity. He slowly nodded, not daring to meet Doctor Meng's gaze.

"Dr. Meng... I remember now, I remember everything... Thank you so much for saving my life."

He remembered many things from the past, how he was rescued from serious injury and unconsciousness by this kind doctor and brought back to the village, and he naturally did not forget the villagers' simplicity and kindness.

Doctor Meng sighed sadly, gazing at the village before him, which resembled a battlefield, and recalled the laughter and smoke rising from the village chimneys of yesteryear.

Then he realized that the root of all this disaster was the person he had saved out of kindness, and he was overcome with grief, tears streaming down his face as he beat his chest.

Whom did I save?

Did I really save someone?

"It's my fault...it's my fault that they're in trouble!"

I only acted out of kindness when I saw you lying seriously injured by the roadside, but... but how could I have known that it would bring such a devastating disaster upon the village!

I saved one life, but hundreds died because of me.

His cries were heartbreaking.

Upon hearing this, Li Tiangu looked miserable and ashamed, lowered his head, and remained silent.

"We beg Officer Li to do us justice."

At this moment, several bolder individuals among the group of martial artists stepped forward. The leader bowed deeply to Li Fu, then angrily addressed Li Tiangu.

"According to what Wu Jiang Jushi and the Tang Clan members just said, you practiced the Nine Deaths Divine Skill, went into a state of demonic possession, lost your mind, and went berserk, which is why you killed our sect leader and gang leader."

Even if... even if you have extenuating circumstances and it wasn't your intention, murder is murder!

Human life is of paramount importance; how can we forgive so easily?

Murderers must pay with their lives!

"Well said," Li Fu said.

"Regardless of the reason, killing or injuring someone constitutes a violation of the law and must be subject to the court's judgment."

"Li Tiangu, you will come with me back to the yamen to await punishment according to the law. Do you have any complaints?"

"Thank you for your help, Officer Li."

My hands are stained with blood; I am deeply sinful.

I will accept any punishment according to the law.

Li Tiangu raised his head, looked at Li Fu with gratitude, his eyes showing no resentment, nodded with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice.

"...Thank you."

As for Tang Boyong, Li Fu naturally wouldn't let him go either.

This man led a group to besiege the imperial constables and even attempted to kill Li Fu. Although he failed, it was still a serious crime, and he was to be taken back with them.

Li Tiangu, along with the unconscious Tang Boyong and the remaining Tang Clan disciples, were locked up.

There weren't enough constables and police officers to escort so many people back, and there were also more than a hundred soldiers standing on the other side.

"How do we get rid of these hundred men?"

Other constables and officers dared not approach without permission, for fear of provoking the soldiers to attack.

Ignore those soldiers who are like cold wooden stakes for now.

Li Fu's gaze fell on the corpse of the Wujiang Hermit lying stiffly on the ground. With a thought, he stepped forward and bent down to conduct a brief search.

The Nine Deaths Divine Skill does have some merits, and the Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique is also quite interesting. I thought I could find the secret manual.

But within his bosom, Li Fu touched a hard object.

Upon inspection, it turned out to be a command arrow about half a foot long, made entirely of brass, and with an ancient and simple design.

The command arrow had no words on it, only some intricate and strange patterns engraved on it. It was heavy in the hand and its style was very similar to that of a military command arrow.

"A command token?"

With a sudden thought, Li Fu tried to wave his hand at the black-clad riders who were still standing there coldly and menacingly.

The dozens of cold, black-clad riders, who had been like clay or wooden sculptures, all trembled the moment they saw the golden command arrow.

Immediately afterwards, all the Black Knights moved in unison, kneeling on one knee before Li Fu, who held the command arrow, their heads bowed, their posture extremely submissive.

Li Fu's heart stirred, and he understood.

"So that's how it is!" he thought to himself. "These soldiers are, in the end, the secret weapons that the Hermit of No Frozen prepared for that treacherous minister Cai Feng."

If Wu Jiang Jushi dares to make them recognize him as their master, he will be courting death and will surely be suspected and eliminated by Cai Feng.

Therefore, he must have subjected these soldiers to inhumane training and brainwashing, making them see the command token as their master, recognizing only the command token and no one else.

The one who holds this command can give orders to this group of soldiers.

His gaze swept over the black-clad riders kneeling on the ground, awaiting orders, then he looked at the command token in his hand and understood.

No wonder these soldiers remained unmoved when the Hermit Wujiang died.

Having grasped this point, Li Fu gained a deeper understanding of the strengths and weaknesses of military tactics.

If used properly, this item can be a helpful tool, but it is ultimately an inanimate object, lacking flexibility.

Li Fu led his men to bury some of the villagers' corpses, while the rest had to be disposed of by the government later.

He used the command token to order the kneeling Black Riders to accompany him, along with the two serious criminals, Li Tiangu and Tang Boyong, back to the Yanzhou government office.

Back at the government office.

Li Fu personally supervised the process, putting Li Tiangu and Tang Boyong in shackles, sealing several vital points, and temporarily imprisoning them in the government jail.

Chen Tao led elite constables to guard them in shifts, never leaving their side.

At the same time, he ordered clerks to draft detailed case documents and confessions of the prisoners.

Li Tiangu is now of sound mind and can give a statement.

Tang Boyong, disdaining to lie to ordinary yamen runners, had them sign to confirm the fact that the imperial envoys had been besieged, and everything was recorded in the documents.

Li Tiangu is now of sound mind and can give a statement.

Tang Boyong, disdaining to lie to ordinary yamen runners, had them sign to confirm the fact that the imperial envoys had been besieged, and everything was recorded in the documents.

Once the official documents for escorting the prisoners arrived, they were all stamped with the official seal of the government office.

Once all the paperwork was complete and the prison cart had been inspected and found to be in order, Li Fu, carrying the prisoner's cage, escorted the two serious criminals to the Yanzhou Iron Prison outside the city the following morning.

Leaving Li Tiangu aside, although Tang Boyong suffered a serious injury and was poisoned by Tang Yubai's finger, his martial arts skills were still extraordinary.

Both of them possessed superb martial arts skills and could not be imprisoned in ordinary prisons. They had to be put into the Yanzhou Iron Prison, which was under the strictest guard in Yanzhou Prefecture.

Escorting such highly skilled criminals was a weighty responsibility, and there were almost no people in the government office who could take on this task except for Li Fu.

Li Fu naturally had no choice but to take the lead and personally escort the prisoners.

Furthermore, he wondered whether the Tang Clan would sit idly by and watch their second young master be imprisoned, awaiting trial and execution, and whether they would take any action.

Surprisingly, the journey was quite peaceful.

But Li Fu had his own plans.

As for Li Tiangu, he should handle the matter impartially.

However, he had a different mindset towards Tang Boyong.

He never lets anyone who wants to kill him go.

"It's just that Tang Yubai really put on a good show in public that day, handing Tang Boyong over to do whatever he wanted with, giving him plenty of face, and his actions were impeccable."

If he were to disregard the law and kill someone on the spot in front of so many people from the underworld, it would likely make him appear aggressive, arrogant, and unforgiving.

However, Li Fu would never allow someone who had harbored murderous intentions towards him and had the power of the Tang Clan behind him to continue living in the world.

Upon arriving at the heavily guarded Yanzhou Iron Prison, the heavy prison doors slowly opened with a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache.

A cold, damp atmosphere swept over us.

The crowd escorted the prison cart into the inner courtyard.

Li Tiangu and Tang Boyong were taken out of the prison cart.

The thought of being thrown into prison, a humiliation he had never experienced before, made Tang Boyong's face turn extremely ugly. He stood stiffly in place, his hands and feet in shackles.

"I've seen you off all the way, Young Master Tang."

Do I have to pay you to get here?

Li Fu stepped forward and nudged Tang Boyong.

"You will spend the rest of your life here."

"Li Fu, you just wait. I'll get out one day. Do you really think this iron prison in Yanzhou can hold me?"

"You have humiliated me and the Tang Clan so much, making the Tang Clan a laughingstock in the martial arts world. You will surely face retribution."

Compared to the dejected Li Tiangu, Tang Boyong turned around, his eyes filled with resentment, like a vengeful wolf.

"Then I'll wait for Young Master Tang."

Li Fu's eyes were indifferent, showing no concern.

That push, though seemingly casual, was actually enough to kill Tang Boyong.

The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth: The Transformation of Yin and Yang.

Internal energy can transform from extreme yang and hardness to extreme yin and softness.

A trace of Yin energy had silently seeped into the depths of Tang Boyong's meridians and lay dormant.

This force does not manifest immediately, but will gradually damage vital organs such as the heart over time, eventually leading to death after several or ten days.

Tang Boyong was already suffering from the cold poison and his injuries were not light. He did not notice anything, but he glanced at Li Fu again with resentment before being pushed by the jailer into the depths of the cell.

Upon hearing that a serious criminal of Tang Clan caliber, the Second Young Master, was to be imprisoned, the four military officers and jailers in charge of the iron prison dared not be negligent. Having already received the news, they all came out to greet him.

After Dai Yue, the original commander of the Iron Wall Across the River, died at the hands of Li Fu, the court transferred personnel from elsewhere to fill the vacancy.

The leader was Ma Shixiong, the Soul-Chasing Spear. He was burly, with a long, dignified face. When he clasped his hands in a fist salute, his arm muscles bulged. He spoke in a loud and clear voice, and his speech was measured and methodical.

"Officer Li has worked hard."

All the prisoners have been taken into custody, and we will keep them under strict guard without any negligence!

Li returned the greeting, saying, "Head jailer Ma, you've gone to great lengths."

Beside Ma Shixiong stood a thin man with a sallow complexion. He moved slowly and seemed listless. His voice was dry and hoarse, as if he had contracted tuberculosis from being constantly exposed to the damp atmosphere of prison.

"Lord Li is a man of great power, solving major cases one after another, and his name is known throughout the land."

I, Yang Jiu, am deeply impressed.

Li Fu nodded slightly: "Yang, you flatter me. I've heard so much about you."

I had long heard that Chief Yang's skill in sealing acupoints and locking meridians was unparalleled in the martial arts world.

This person appears sickly, but in reality, he is highly skilled in acupressure, capturing enemies like a sick tiger pouncing on a sheep, never failing, hence his nickname.

The third man was a short, stocky, and burly man with a face full of scars, but his eyes were unusually bright and darting around. He had a smile on his face before he even spoke, but that smile always seemed a bit slick and cunning.

He stepped forward, his voice quite enthusiastic.

"Lord Li must be tired from your journey, please come in and have some tea!"

The last time you came, you had just taken office. In the blink of an eye, even a powerful figure like the Grandfather has fallen into your hands!

His Majesty personally bestowed upon me a gold fish-shaped pouch—this is an immense honor!

"I am but a humble servant, Lu Bo, and I will be grateful for Lord Li's continued support in the future!"

It is often said that a smiling tiger is the hardest to offend, and the smiling Bixie is even more so; this nickname alone shows that he is a difficult character to deal with.

Li Fu said calmly, "Warden Lu is too kind. It's just my duty."

The last person stood a little further back. He was tall with a stern face, around forty years old, and his lips were tightly pressed together; he hardly spoke.

He had a large bunch of brass keys hanging from his waist, yet he moved silently.

Seeing Li Fu looking at him, he simply clasped his hands in a slight gesture, his voice short and forceful, like the clash of metal: "The Silent Key to Shen Tie."

Li Fu had heard of this person. He was a newly transferred man who filled the vacancy left by Dai Yue, the Iron Wall of Hengjiang. Rumor had it that he was a master of hidden weapons.

In the martial arts world, it's practically unheard of for someone to use a key as a concealed weapon, so news about him quickly spread throughout Yanzhou.

"Shen, the jailer."

Rumor has it that this man once oversaw the prison in Qin Prefecture, and was meticulous, taciturn, and able to keep an unbroken watch over the vast prison.

In addition, he possessed exceptional skills in using concealed weapons, striking silently and taking lives, hence the name.

These four men—Ma Shixiong, fierce and responsible; Yang Jiu, calm and steady; Lu Bo, shrewd and alert; and Shen Tie, silent and meticulous—jointly guarded the Yanzhou Iron Prison, making the best use of each of their talents.

Li Fu thought to himself.

The four prison wardens were so respectful and courteous to Li Fu at this moment, and even Ma Shixiong, the Soul-Chasing Spear, showed a hint of barely perceptible awe, because Li Fu's prestige was now too great.

In a short period of time, from his initial arrival in Yanzhou to now, he has already solved a series of major cases.

Especially recently, Li Fu single-handedly stormed into the residence of a eunuch, killing several peerless martial arts masters, including the Golden Arhat Shi Zhuo, and personally executing the former eunuch who once held immense power and enjoyed imperial favor.

This prompted the emperor to issue an imperial decree of commendation, bestowing upon him an exceptional reward—a crimson gold fish-shaped pouch that was reserved for officials of the third rank!

Such swift and decisive actions, remarkable achievements, and imperial favor have already spread throughout the North. His prestige among the people of many states in the North for advocating for the people is now almost unmatched.

Not to mention the four jailers, even Feng Shaoting, the prefect of Yanzhou, treats Li Fu with utmost courtesy and dares not be negligent in the slightest.

Even the infamous second young master of the Tang Clan has fallen at his hands, so how could they not both respect and fear him?

"The prison guards have been diligent in their duties, so I am at ease."

After exchanging brief pleasantries with the four men, Li Fu said, "Now that the prisoners have been handed over, I have official duties to attend to and cannot stay any longer. I shall take my leave now."

Ma Shixiong and his three companions quickly stepped aside to make way, saying, "Officer Li, please wait!"

If there's nothing wrong, nobody likes to spend too much time in a place like jail.

Just as he turned around and left with Chen Tao and the other constables.

"Report—!"

Suddenly, the prison warden Wang Degui scrambled out of the inner prison passage, his face ashen, his voice distorted with extreme terror.

"No...this is terrible!"

Several jailers!

"In the deepest, most heavily guarded prison... a prisoner has... escaped!!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of the four prison wardens changed drastically!

The iron prison in Yanzhou held not only notorious bandits but also important officials awaiting trial. If even one of them escaped, they would all be guilty of serious crimes!

Li Fu, who had already taken a step, suddenly stopped and turned his gaze sharply to the back of his head.

Someone has escaped from the Iron Prison of Yanzhou. It sounds like they've already escaped?

Moreover, it happens without anyone noticing.

"What's the panic? Explain clearly, which cell is it?!"

Ma Shixiong, wielding the Soul-Chasing Spear, demanded an answer in a stern voice.

Wang Degui, panting heavily, stammered, "It's...it's number nine in the Jia class...the one who's...the one who's a solitary prisoner...the one whose surname is...the one whose surname is Zhang..."

"Which one is surnamed Zhang?"

Yang Jiu's originally sallow face had turned somewhat pale.

Even the smiling Bixiong couldn't laugh anymore. In a panic, he stepped forward and grabbed Bixiong by the collar.

"You mean Zhang Hengbo, the Iron Stream King?!"

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