“Quickly, gather.”
As soon as the men from Department Six entered the city, Luo Yan summoned them and prepared to attack the city lord’s residence again to wipe out their previous shame.
“Brother Luo, you are going to ——” asked a young man wearing the black uniform of Department Six.
“Brother Bu, you’ve hidden this from me so hard.” Luo Yan stared at the visitor and gritted his teeth.
Bu Lengchuan, the number one executioner of Department Six, the personal disciple of one of the Four Divine Constables, the Blood-Handed Divine Constable Leng Mad Tu. Unlike his master, who had a cold face all day long and looked at everyone with an eye for harm, Bu Lengchuan had an easy-going face, like a big brother next door.
However, those who have acted with him know that once he starts to fight, the light in his eyes is fierce and he will not stop until he sees blood, and he is as mad as his master.
“It was all an order from above and had to be obeyed. Besides, Brother Luo has done a lot of hard work and will definitely be greatly rewarded by his superiors afterwards.” Bu Lengchuan said with an easy-going face. Not fighting was, Bu Lengchuan looked like a good old man.
“The hard work is there, but the high merit may not be.” Luo Yan said.
It was Luo Yan’s idea to purge the bandits and bandits from the hills near Yangcheng, and it was also Luo Yan who led the effort. Who would have thought that when the men from Department Six who had cleared the area entered the city, Luo Yan found a person who should not have been in this group. That was Bu Lengchuan.
No wonder Ye Tiannan’s Lingzhou army was stationed just a hundred miles away from Yangcheng, yet there was not a single whisper within Yangcheng. With this so-called second executioner of Department Six, all the mountain bandits in the vicinity had been killed, right, and the unrelated people should have been detained as well.
The Sun family’s fifth son, who was captured outside Yangcheng, was also wrapped in gauze and carried to the Sun residence.
At this point in time, it was no longer necessary to rely on the Sun family’s fifth to threaten the Sun brothers. The Sun family had gotten on this Department Six boat, and if they wanted to go down, they would have to jump into the sea.
“But you’ve come just in time, come with me to the City Lord’s residence and meet the Zhang family’s thousand-year-old lady.” Luo Yan caught the strong man on the spot.
“No problem, I also happen to want to see just how strong the Tiger Screaming Defining Mountain River that beat Brother Luo to the ground is.” Excitement flashed in Bu Lengchuan’s eyes, his face twisted a little, and his image of the big brother next door instantly crumbled.
“I was spying to retreat, not fleeing ——” Looking at Bu Lengchuan’s deafening appearance, Luo Yan sighed helplessly, “Forget it, just be happy.”
At this time, Li Xin arrived with a man dressed in black.
When they approached, Luo Yan took a look and saw that this was not quite a man, looking at his appearance, it was a teenage boy of fifteen or sixteen. But the other man had no hint of the boyishness of a teenage boy at all, his face was gloomy and drenched in gloom.
“Lord Luo, this is a friend of mine. This time, he is with us to attack the City Lord’s residence.” Li Xin saluted.
Luo Yan looked at the gloomy teenager, and the other party was likewise looking at himself, his eyes deadly pale, matching his clear face, as if he was a delicate human puppet.
“Qing Yu, meet Lord Luo.” The young man in black smiled suddenly, and the mannequin instantly came to life, clasping his hands in a fist.
“It is an honour for Lord Luo that Daoist Master Qing Yu has come to help. Please also stay for a moment, after Luo has gathered his men, he will attack the City Lord’s residence.” Luo Yan said in a warm voice.
Qing Yu was only a teenager, so it became a problem how to address him; calling him sir was too old and did not fit with the person, and calling him Brother Qing Yu was also awkward. Finally Luo Yan thought of his identity, Qing Yu was also a Daoist name, so he called him Daoist Master. Although Qing Yu was not wearing a Taoist robe.
At this time, Luo Yan was not as cold and arrogant as he had been when they first met, and was gentle with others. This was one of the great strengths of Luo Yan, he was cold and unforgiving to his enemies, but he could still speak gently to his own people.
It was also because of this that the senior management of Department Six had allowed Luo Yan to preside over the bright side of Yangcheng. If it were Bu Lengchuan instead, it would not be uncommon for him to suddenly pull out his sword and cut someone down at any time.
“This is the now rumoured disciple of Xuan Fa, Qing Yu, who looks like he is only at the eighth level of Houtian, he is not good either.” Bu Lengchuan said as he looked at the background of Li Xin and Qing Yu walking towards a resting place to one side.
“Don’t underestimate him, according to the information of Department Six, this Daoist Master Qing Yu is now less than sixteen years old and was accepted as Xuanfa’s disciple when he was ten years old. However, Xuan Fa died soon afterwards, without teaching him any martial arts before he died. He was then placed under house arrest for two years before being sent to a small, unnamed Taoist temple in the North Cang Mountains of Qingzhou.
After two years in the True Martial Arts Sect, he was almost past the best time to practise martial arts. In the three years of the Daoist temple that followed, he had no one to teach him and still managed to reach the eighth level of Houtian. We’ve been building our foundations since we were young, with famous teachers teaching us, and when we were fifteen or sixteen years old, we were no better than that.”
If Luo Yan had known that Qing Yu had only started practicing martial arts for a few months, there was no telling what he would have been shocked into.
“So it seems that by our age, he might even catch up with us now, provided he can maintain his current rate of progress.” Bu Lengchuan’s gaze flickered as he looked at Qing Yu who was talking to Li Xin in the distance.
“You’re interested in him?”
“This kind of genius, who wouldn’t be interested.” Bu Lengchuan laughed.
“That’s also true,” Luo Yan shook his head, “but ——”
“What’s wrong with that?” Bu Lengchuan asked.
“Nothing —–.”
Luo Yan remembered the two previous unseen meetings with Qing Yu. The first time, when he had really attacked and killed Zhang Qingfeng in Long Street, when Qing Yu was masked and he could see Luo Yan’s real face, Luo Yan did not see his.
The second time, at night, Li Xin sat at the front and talked to Luo Yan, while Qing Yu was hidden behind the curtain, and Luo Yan could only sense his scent.
In both meetings, although he had not seen his true face, Luo Yan had already sketched out the image of this faceless opponent in his mind.
However, when they actually met this time, the opponent’s image and temperament was completely different from what Luo Yan had thought.
“Your Excellency, the brethren have a*sembled.” The endowment from his men interrupted another point of thought.
“Good, set out.”
“Yes.”
Outside the small building halfway up the hill outside Yangcheng.
Xuan Feng held his compa*s in his hand and looked at the exquisite small building in front of him. Xuan Feng had come here alone, Qing Zhou and Qing Ling were not with him, as this trip, was too dangerous and Xuan Feng did not have the confidence to watch over them.
“The immortal guides the way. Which senior brother is visiting my humble abode?”
The voice came from the first floor of the small building, followed by the doors on the front of the first floor pushing open from both sides, and a figure wearing a black fancy dress with gold trim and a purple gold crown slowly paced out.
“Oh, so it’s Senior Brother Xuanfeng. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, five years if you think about it. We haven’t seen each other since Senior Brother Xuan Fa’s death.”
“Xuan Guang!”
Xuan Fa gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the figure, his hand resting on the compa*s trembling slightly as the hard mountain rock beneath his feet cracked open into a thin gap. This was the result of unconscious leakage of his true qi when he was so angry that he could not control it.
Pure white true qi spilled out from the major acupuncture points around his body, and outside Xuan Feng’s body, a form of a mighty and majestic white tiger was formed.
True Martial Art – White Tiger Slaying the World.
