ATPnovel #227 - The Wind Rises in Dongzhou
#227 - The Wind Rises in Dongzhou
He saw a string of new information appear on the intelligence panel:
【Daily Completed Sect Missions: 2】
【Available Intelligence: 2】
【Intelligence 1: Ji Yuxuan, the master of the Chao Yin Martial Pavilion in Dongzhou, is actually crippled and paralyzed. However, in order to maintain the prestige of the sect, the Chao Yin Martial Pavilion has had to hide this matter. Ji Yuxuan already has the intention to seek death. If you can help him fulfill his wish, he will impart several Xuan-level martial arts to you.】
【Intelligence 2: The water flow in Mashiba Bay, Dongzhou, will dry up during the spring drought. In two days, a tomb at the bottom of the river will reappear. That is the tomb of Yue Xuefeng, the legendary figure of the martial arts world known as "Demon Sound." The treasures hidden within are bound to cause a bloody storm in the martial world.】
The first piece of information made Liang Jin feel that this mission would be easily completed.
Although with his current strength, he was not afraid of fourth-rank martial artists.
But if they really fought, it would be very tiring.
Who would have thought that the master of the Chao Yin Martial Pavilion was actually a cripple? Then dealing with this sect would be much easier.
And the second piece of information actually revealed a treasure that had not yet been unearthed, which meant that Liang Jin could also go treasure hunting along the way.
It just so happened that he was about to go to Dongzhou. Otherwise, if this piece of information had been refreshed before, it would have been quite troublesome.
Just as Liang Jin was preparing to check how far away the treasure location was, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Immediately following, the crew's voice sounded from outside the cabin:
"Chief Senior Brother, in a quarter of an hour, we will arrive at Dongzhou."
Hearing this, Liang Jin got up and walked out of the cabin.
At this time, it was already a vast expanse of darkness.
And in the darkness in the distance, some lights appeared.
Obviously, that was Bibo City, the port city of Dongzhou.
This Bibo City connects Dongzhou and Hualong Island, so the Hualong Sect has been operating here for decades and has already firmly controlled all aspects of this place.
Soon.
The ship had already sailed into the port of Bibo City.
And at the pier, a group of Hualong Sect disciples were already waiting to greet them.
These disciples were not wearing sect uniforms, but casual clothes.
The sect rules have some special adjustments for disciples outside the island to facilitate their actions.
As Liang Jin, Han Suyan, and An Lansheng disembarked from the ship.
A middle-aged man led a group of disciples forward to salute:
"Wang Xu, the procurement steward of Baihua Hall, greets Chief Senior Brother."
"Chief Senior Brother, you have worked hard all the way. I have already prepared a banquet in the city to welcome and cleanse the dust for Chief Senior Brother!"
Liang Jin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
This man was chubby like a businessman.
It's difficult for anyone involved in procurement to keep their hands clean.
Liang Jin was too lazy to care about such trivial matters.
He glanced at the group of disciples who came to greet him and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.
It's really easy! Ah!
That's right, Dongzhou is much easier than Hualong Island!
There are too many and too concentrated masters on Hualong Island.
Any steward is a fifth-rank, any hall master is a fourth-rank, any elder is a third-rank, and even the sect master is a second-rank.
Being among these masters, Liang Jin was often kept tense by their powerful aura.
But now, only this steward named Wang Xu in front of him is a fifth-rank martial artist, and the rest of the Hualong Sect disciples are not worth mentioning.
This feeling of not being oppressed by masters is naturally extremely easy.
At this time.
Wang Xu looked around behind Liang Jin for a while and couldn't help but ask:
"May I ask, Chief Senior Brother, where are the other experts..."
Liang Jin replied:
"There are only the three of us, no one else."
Hearing this, the expression on Wang Xu's face couldn't help but stiffen.
He could naturally feel that Han Suyan and An Lansheng were only ninth-rank martial artists, which was not worth mentioning.
Even this Chief Senior Brother in front of him was only... at the peak of the sixth rank.
Wang Xu didn't know that Liang Jin's external aura was much lower than his actual aura because he practiced "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss."
This also made Wang Xu feel pessimistic and disappointed.
Sending these three people who are not even as good as himself to assist, what effect can they have!
Wang Xu was still hoping that the sect could send a group of real experts to completely flatten the Chao Yin Martial Pavilion!
But now it seems that there is no hope.
At the same time, he also said:
"Chief Senior Brother, let's talk as we walk."
"Let me first introduce you to the general situation of this incident."
Liang Jin raised his hand to stop him:
"This matter is not urgent, I have other important matters to deal with."
"Please take good care of these two junior sisters and junior brother that I brought."
"After I finish dealing with the important matters, I will solve the Chao Yin Martial Pavilion matter."
"By the way, Steward Wang, please prepare a fast horse for me, I need it now."
He was still rushing to get the natural treasure that could increase thirty years of cultivation under Orange Cliff.
There was only one and a half days left, and Orange Cliff was still very far away.
If Liang Jin didn't hurry, he would miss this natural treasure.
Wang Xu was stunned when he heard this.
But he could only do as he was told.
Soon, the horse was ready, and Liang Jin rode away quickly.
Looking at Liang Jin's departing back, Wang Xu felt helpless.
How could this Chief Senior Brother seem... indifferent to the sect's mission.
With such an attitude, I am afraid it will be difficult to succeed.
Wang Xu couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
It is better to rely on oneself than to rely on others. It seems that he still needs to find another way this time.
On the other side.
Han Suyan and An Lansheng also did not expect that Liang Jin would run away without saying a word.
But they were not qualified to raise objections, and could only accept Liang Jin's arrangement.
……
A night passed quickly.
The next day.
Liang Jin stood by the roadside, watching the horse collapse on the ground, frothing at the mouth and convulsing, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.
He had been constantly whipping the horse along the way, and it had carried him for an entire night, and now the horse simply couldn't hold on any longer.
"Less than a day left, but still a long way to go."
"The horse is still too slow, it seems I can only rely on myself."
Immediately, a gust of wind arose around Liang Jin.
Liang Jin moved with the wind, flying towards the distance.
After activating "Stride the Wind, Shadow the Foot", Liang Jin's speed had reached its limit.
Almost in the blink of an eye, his entire person had already disappeared from the spot.
… …
The sun hung high in the sky.
On an open space.
Two swordsmen were facing each other.
Their hands were already on the hilts of their swords, and the sharp blades were ready to be drawn at any moment.
"Swift Lightning Sword, I heard your sword is very fast, swift as lightning, killing like the wind."
"Today, I finally have the honor to learn from you."
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A one-armed swordsman grabbed the hilt of his sword, and with a flick of his hand, the long sword on his back came out of its sheath.
The other person also said in a deep voice:
"One-Armed Sword, I have also heard that your one-armed swordsmanship has become its own style, cunning and vicious, like a poisonous snake spitting venom, making it impossible to defend against."
"I also want to see, who is the number one swordsman in Dongzhou!"
The two had already said what they needed to say, so they lowered their stances, preparing to fight.
As the two raised their momentum, even though they hadn't exchanged blows, it was as if they had already unleashed thousands of swords.
The surrounding area was already filled with a crisscrossing, sharp aura.
If anyone were to stand near the two at this moment, they would probably only feel the sharpness of their sword intent, giving them a needle-like sensation.
"Whoosh—!"
A gust of wind suddenly blew.
Stirring up the dust on the open space, enveloping the figures of the two.
And from within the dust, the two immediately exclaimed:
"Who dares to interfere with our duel?!"
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
What followed was the flashing of sword light and the crisscrossing of sword energy.
The stirred-up dust was quickly dispersed by the terrifying sword energy.
On the spot, the two held their long swords, looking around in surprise and uncertainty.
"I actually… couldn't hurt him just now?"
"I want to see, who dares to tease us!"
Swift Lightning Sword's gaze looked into the distance.
One-Armed Sword also looked in the same direction, frowning:
"This person's lightness skill is superb, I can't even capture his figure."
"I also want to know what kind of deity dares to come and provoke us during our martial arts duel!"
The two looked at each other, seemingly understanding each other's thoughts.
Immediately, the two also moved, chasing after the direction the wind was blowing.
… …
The sun had already set, and the bright moon hung high.
In the forest.
On a small path.
An old man and a young girl were traveling through the forest at night.
"Grandpa, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"
A young girl stared at her surroundings with some fear, asking uneasily.
The surrounding area was full of swaying shadows of trees.
The trees that were normal during the day would present all kinds of twisted and bizarre shapes at night, looking like demon claws.
The white-haired old man smiled when he heard this:
"Where do ghosts come from in this world?"
"You little girl have been learning martial arts for so long, you're not even afraid of people, but you're afraid of ghosts?"
"You need to know that in this world, people are much more terrifying than ghosts."
The girl didn't listen to any of this.
She still felt that ghosts were more terrifying than people.
At least she had killed many people and knew what people were like.
But since she was little, she had never seen a ghost, and mysterious and unknown things made her feel even more scared.
"Whoosh—!"
A gust of wind suddenly struck.
The surrounding fallen leaves were blown up and rolled up, and the surrounding trees shook rustlingly.
The girl was startled:
"Grandpa! Grandpa! There's a ghost!"
"I just saw a figure in the wind, flying away without touching the ground!"
The girl screamed as she hid behind the white-haired old man.
The surrounding wind had subsided, and the leaves were slowly falling from the sky.
"That's not a ghost."
The white-haired old man frowned, his turbid old eyes staring at the distant wind:
"That's a master using very superb lightness skill to hurry on his way."
When the girl heard that it wasn't a ghost, she crawled out from behind the old man.
"Grandpa, what realm is that person in?"
"How could he run away so quickly?"
She asked curiously.
The white-haired old man replied:
"It seems to be in the sixth rank, but a mere sixth rank cannot possibly possess such high lightness skill."
"It seems that this person probably has some means of concealing his cultivation."
The girl nodded when she heard this, and then she couldn't help but ask:
"Grandpa, then isn't this person's lightness skill higher than yours?"
"You always brag to me, saying that your lightness skill is among the top three in Dongzhou."
"It seems that it's just so-so today."
The white-haired old man's old face immediately darkened when he heard this.
He snorted coldly and said:
"You brat, dare to underestimate your grandpa?"
"Let's go! Grandpa will take you to catch up with this guy, so you can see who's lightness skill is higher!"
With that said, the white-haired old man grabbed the girl, moved his feet, and moved quickly.
If you look closely, you can see that he doesn't need to land his feet, and he can fly by gently stepping on the tips of the weeds that are everywhere on the ground.
This is obviously a brilliant lightness skill, which has already reached the level of flying on grass.
The old man and the young girl disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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