Ten Thousand Sword Masters

Grandma Embroidery was very happy to see Zhang Jianyun agree.

"When are you going to rescue my sister?" the embroidered old woman asked anxiously.

"I need to go to Spring Rice City to find out what's going on. Although it's a minor crime, it's still a prison break, so we have to be careful," Zhang Jianyun said.

"Alright, then get to the bottom of the situation and act quickly," said Granny Embroidery.

Immediately afterward, Zhang Jianyun took his leave.

"Grandma, Sister Ling'er is only locked up for a month. She'll be out in about twenty days. Is it really worth sacrificing a magic pearl just to get her out of prison early? Besides, her relationship with you isn't that good." The little girl asked, puzzled.

"Xiao Yuan, Lu Ling'er and I don't get along very well, and we even have some minor conflicts," said Granny Embroidery.

"Then why did Grandma ask Zhang Jianyun to get her out of prison?" the maid Xiaoyuan asked.

"Lu Ling'er has escaped from prison. Do you think she can stay in Chundao City?" the embroidery grandmother said.

Xiao Yuan was taken aback by what she heard, and her gaze toward the embroidery grandmother became more respectful.

Zhang Jianyun walked out of the Blue Manor and saw that the Iron-Clawed Divine Eagle was still there. He began to wonder, "Why is this Iron-Clawed Divine Eagle following me? Does it have a grudge against me?"

After staring at the divine eagle for a few moments, Zhang Jianyun mounted his horse and prepared to descend the mountain.

Giddy up! Giddy up!

He spurred his horse into a gallop, only to find the Iron Clawed Divine Eagle closely following him in the air, which angered him.

With this divine eagle following him, his trip to Spring Rice City would be far too conspicuous.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jianyun rode his horse into a mountain path and then summoned Zhu Lan and Mo Dun.

"Kill that Iron Claw Divine Eagle," Zhang Jianyun instructed Zhu Lan and Mo Dun.

"Yes, ma'am."

Zhu Lan and Mo Dun immediately leaped into the air, raising their swords to attack the Iron Claw Divine Eagle.

The Iron Clawed Eagle in the air saw Zhu Lan and Mo Dun, but paid them no attention and swooped down towards Mo Dun.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Zhu Lan and Mo Dun attacked the Iron Claw Divine Eagle with their swords, and together they quickly suppressed it.

The Iron Claw Divine Eagle was shocked, never expecting Zhu Lan and Mo Dun to be so powerful. It tried to withdraw from the battle and escape, but was tightly restrained by Zhu Lan and Mo Dun.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

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Zhu Lan and Mo Dun engaged in a fierce battle with the Iron Claw Divine Eagle in the air. The Iron Claw Divine Eagle tried desperately to escape, but it was unable to break free from the battle.

Clang!

Mo Dun thrust his sword toward the throat of the Iron Claw Divine Eagle, but the eagle dodged. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhu Lan slashed at the eagle's wing with her sword.

Clang!

The divine eagle swung its claws to block Zhu Lan's attack, and Mo Dun took the opportunity to slash at the divine eagle's head.

Clang!

The divine eagle swung its other claw to block Mo Dun's attack. At that moment, Zhu Lan leaped up and stabbed the divine eagle in the abdomen with her sword. Thud! The divine eagle couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed by Zhu Lan's sword.

scoff!

Zhu Lan raised her sword and cleaved the divine eagle in two from its abdomen to its head.

Having successfully killed the Iron Claw Divine Eagle, Zhu Lan and Mo Dun returned to Zhang Jianyun's side.

"I've been so busy that I haven't had a chance to ask you two what you've gained in the Mortal World," Zhang Jianyun said.

"Reporting to Master, I have obtained a Vermilion Fruit," Zhu Lan said.

"Master, I have obtained a Heart-Piercing Pill," Morton said.

"Very good, you have both gained something." Zhang Jianyun said, placing Zhu Lan and Mo Dun into the divine realm.

Afterwards, Zhang Jianyun went to the corpse of the Iron Claw Divine Eagle, examined it for a while, but found nothing of interest, and then headed towards Spring Rice City.

Upon arriving in Chundao City, Zhang Jianyun found an inn and booked a room. He then inquired about the location of the Chundao City Prison and headed towards it.

Upon arriving outside the prison, Zhang Jianyun spotted a teahouse not far away. He went up to the second floor, sat by the window with a view of the prison, ordered a pot of tea, and began observing the prison environment while drinking his tea.

Before long, it was time for the prison to let out for exercise, and prisoners began to arrive at the exercise yard to sunbathe.

Most of the prisoners were male, with only a few female prisoners. Their hands and feet were shackled, making them walk very slowly.

There were a dozen or so prison guards maintaining order; these guards did not appear to be very strong.

The prison walls are quite high, about 10 feet high.

However, this height was nothing to Zhang Jianyun; he could easily cross it.

After observing for a while, Zhang Jianyun felt that entering the prison was not difficult; the difficult part was how to open the cell door and unlock the shackles on the prisoners.

He felt that with a prisoner whose hands and feet were shackled, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to get over the wall.

To open the cell door and shackles, you need a key. Who has that key?

Don't be fooled by the seemingly weak prison guards in the prison yard; they are basically the lowest-ranking officers in the prison, doing odd jobs all the time.

He didn't know much about the prison in Chundao City, but he had heard of the prison in Kaiyang City. The warden of Kaiyang City Prison had the cultivation of the Golden Wheel Realm, and the warden and the left and right prison officers below him also had the cultivation of the Sea of ​​History Realm.

If the prison keys are on these people, then things will get complicated.

He got up, stood by the window, holding a teacup in his hand, and slowly sipped his tea while quietly watching the prisoners on the prison parade ground.

Half an hour later, the jailers began chasing the prisoners back to their cells, and the prisoners left the exercise yard one after another.

After all the prisoners left the exercise yard, the prison returned to silence, a silence that was somewhat eerie.

Time passed slowly, and Zhang Jianyun grew tired of standing. He returned to his seat and pondered how to obtain the keys to the cell door and shackles.

After noon, Zhang Jianyun was still lost in thought and forgot to eat.

"Brother Chung, I've been meaning to invite you for tea for ages, but I'm only getting the chance today."

At this moment, two people dressed in prison uniforms went up to the second floor and sat down in the position to Zhang Jianyun's left front.

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Upon seeing the two, Zhang Jianyun's expression changed, and he focused his attention on them, listening to their conversation.

"Old Hong, you're too kind. The tea here isn't cheap," said the jailer, Zhong Xinguo.

"Brother Zhong, as you know, I respect you. I've been able to stay in prison all these years thanks to your care, so inviting you for tea is really no big deal," said prison guard Hong Fangxin.

"Old Hong, just say what's on your mind. There's no need for such beating around the bush in our relationship," Zhong Xinguo said.

Hong Fangxin glanced at Zhong Xinguo somewhat timidly. After stammering for a while, he finally spoke: "Brother Zhong, our prison is about to recruit new staff. My eldest son is already over 20 years old and has been doing nothing all this time."

"Old Hong, there are established procedures for recruiting people in prison. It involves multiple rounds of selection. There's no use in you coming to me," Zhong Xinguo said helplessly.

"Brother Zhong, how could it be useless? There are procedures for recruiting, but aren't those procedures all carried out by people from our prison? Besides, the one in charge of recruiting is Warden Zuo, and given your relationship with him..."

"Stop." Before Hong Fangxin could finish speaking, Zhong Xinguo interrupted him, then lowered his voice and said, "I do have a good relationship with Warden Zuo, but what makes you think you can sway him?"

"Brother Zhong, don't worry about that. As long as you can set a trap for me to speak with Warden Zuo, I'm sure I can get the leverage to impress him," Hong Fangxin said confidently.

Zhong Xinguo looked at Hong Fangxin in surprise, somewhat not expecting that Hong Fangxin had such assets.

"Don't try to fool me. If you can't produce anything by then, don't blame me for turning against you," Zhong Xinguo said seriously.

"Don't worry, brother," Hong Fangxin assured him.

Zhong Xinguo gave Hong Fangxin a deep look, then remained silent for a moment before saying, "Alright, go and get a private room. I'll go and invite Warden Zuo over right away."

"Brother Chung, thank you so much. I will never forget your kindness." Hong Fangxin was overjoyed.

Immediately, Hong Fangxin requested a private room, and Zhang Jianyun hurriedly requested the private room next door.

I like the Ten Thousand Swords Master.