nownovels 31. Joint burial! A strange occurrence!
31. Joint burial! A strange occurrence!
The Gentle Breeze Blade Technique is combined with a stunningly beautiful slash.
It became the stunning Qingfeng Blade Technique.
We will continue to uphold the heaven-defying algorithm of "One plus one is greater than two" from the "Demon Detective Manual".
The special effects are amazing! The burst speed of the Breeze Slash is 210%!
If Yang Zhao were to return to the battlefield of yesterday, he would fight the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert alone.
It can definitely kill in one move.
That’s true.
He killed all seven wolves of the Northern Desert in one move.
Yang Zhao's strength is almost on par with a True Qi Realm martial artist!
"continue!"
"The Eleventh Swift Knife" is written in a concise and easy-to-understand style.
One eye and ten lines.
[Martial Arts: Eleven Styles of Quick Blade - Beginner Level (Qi and Blood Realm)]
"Add points, all of them, eleven-way quick strike!"
The instruction has been issued.
Demon-slaying value reset to zero.
Yang Zhao's phantom appeared in a dense forest of ancient, towering trees.
A mountain breeze arose.
The leaves are falling softly.
It was like colorful raindrops, densely falling from above, blotting out the sun.
The illusory figure moved at will.
A single sword transformed into a streak of light.
Clean and neat.
Weaving through the gaps between the leaves.
It will never intersect with any leaf.
The blade speed didn't decrease at all; in fact, it got faster and faster!
[Martial Arts Skill: Eleven-Style Quick Blade, Minor Mastery (Qi and Blood Realm)]
……
Yang Zhao
【Technique: Endless Ice and Fire Mystic Art Perfected (Special Effects: Endless Qi and Blood, 100% Freezing Damage, 50% Burning Damage, 40% Detoxification)】
[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: 202ᴋᴋs.ᴄᴏᴍ]
[Martial Arts: Amazing Breeze Blade Technique (Amazing Breeze Slash: Burst Speed 210%), Flying Swallow Skill (Peerless), Eleven-Style Quick Blade (Minor Mastery)]
[Realm: Qi and Blood Realm]
[Demon-Slaying Value: 0]
……
Three days later.
Pingyang County, on the outskirts.
In a corner of Qianfeng Mountain, in the Ning Family Cemetery.
Yang Zhao used his iron-slaying sword to carve seven characters on the tiger side of a tombstone.
"He was buried together with his wife, Madam Wen."
The tombstone already had inscriptions on the dragon side.
"The Tomb of My Late Father, Ning Gong, Who Sold His Swords."
According to the second son of the Fuwei Escort Agency.
These are the words of Ning Shijian, the younger brother of Wen Xiaoqian's husband Ning Shujian.
The eldest sister-in-law, Wen, mysteriously disappeared.
The older brother searched frantically everywhere.
After a year of fruitless efforts, he contracted a serious illness.
He passed away six months ago.
Wen Xiaoqian's younger sister, Wen Xiaoxing.
After her brother-in-law passed away, she went out to look for her sister.
Whereabouts unknown.
"Wen Xiaoqian, life is unpredictable!"
Yang Zhao didn't know how to comfort people.
They don't know how to comfort inhuman women.
It's simply a matter of expressing one's true feelings.
"Mr. Yang."
"I'm already a ghost, what is there that I can't see through?"
"Perhaps it was because we were of one mind, but before my husband passed away, he set up a memorial tablet for me at home, which now gives me a place to rest in peace."
Wen Xiaoqian looked dejected, but she accepted the truth.
"Mr. Yang, how beautifully the apricot blossoms are blooming!"
The entrance to the cemetery.
A lone apricot tree grew.
Unique branches, white flowers tinged with pink.
It was also tragically beautiful, making one feel sorry for it.
"Wen Xiaoqian".
"I'm a down-on-his-luck wanderer, I don't even know where I'll be tomorrow."
"Some things, if they happen, I'll help; if they don't, so be it! I'll remember your kindness, but I won't make any promises to you!"
Wen Xiaoqian's meaning is very clear.
She wanted to ask Yang Zhao to help her find her younger sister.
He informed her of his passing and told her to return to the Fuwei Escort Agency and live a good life.
Yang Zhao's only wish in this life was for his mind to be at peace.
I will never create trouble for myself or take on unnecessary responsibilities.
He felt sorry for Wen Xiaoqian.
I also asked myself if I had done enough for her!
"For Mr. Yang to say such a thing, he has already lived up to the name of a great hero."
"From now on, Wen Xiaoqian will stay at the Fuwei Escort Agency to pray for you! It's wonderful to hear news of your legendary exploits in the martial world from the escorts every day! As for your kindness, I can only repay it in the next life!"
Wen Xiaoqian bowed gracefully to Yang Zhao.
As she turned around, her delicate hand landed on the two characters "Shujian" (Book and Sword) on the tombstone, and she stared blankly into thought.
"What you'll probably hear is all about my heinous deeds!"
Yang Zhao said indifferently.
Then he turned and strode away.
……
The next day.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
Inside the Tianzi room at Tongfu Inn.
"Luo Bing".
"I am number fifty-third on the Divine Arrest Bureau's wanted list, the Flower Picker Butcher Yang Zhao!"
Yang Zhao, whose five senses are extremely sharp.
Before even getting out of bed, he already sensed that Luo Bing and his two servants had arrived outside the room.
After opening the door.
To be concise and to the point, clearly identifying oneself.
As for whether the Eleven Alliances will accept it.
Please give a prompt answer and don't waste each other's time.
"Uh-huh!"
Two little girls, skilled in music, calligraphy, painting, and chess.
He looked Yang Zhao up and down, nodding with an expression of admiration.
You may admire it, but...
When you nod, please don't stare at my groin area, okay?
"Mr. Yang."
"The fact that you rescued the three of us from the clutches of the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert that day has absolutely nothing to do with my aunt."
"You are clearly a true hero! That corrupt official Shi Zhongyu, that damned scoundrel Lu Wushuang, I'll curse them all!"
"Even without your aunt's recommendation, the Eleventh Alliance desperately needs someone like you to join us! To be honest, the Eleventh Alliance is never afraid of the government; we do what we call robbing the rich to help the poor!"
Luo Bing's voice was clear and crisp.
Occasionally, a vulgar phrase from the martial arts world would be inserted.
It makes it seem even more bold and sincere.
Yang Zhao also gained a preliminary understanding of the Eleven Alliances.
Luo Yuantong possessed extraordinary insight.
Seeing that Da Xuan's illness is incurable, great chaos is bound to ensue.
So they joined forces with like-minded people, raising the banner of "acting on behalf of Heaven".
They occupy Qianfeng Mountain, waiting for the right moment to act. If they advance, they can get a share of the spoils in the chaotic world; if they retreat, they can have a peaceful and happy place.
Because the alliance has a total of eleven leaders, it is called the Eleven Alliance.
The head of the gang, Luo Yuantong.
Xiahou Jie, the second-in-command, is hailed as the number one person below the True Qi Realm.
The third leader is Zhao Wangshan, while the eighth and ninth leaders are naturally the Chang brothers, Chang Hei and Chang Bai.
Fourth-in-command Gu Qingzhu, seventh-in-command Luo Sanniang, and eleventh-in-command Luo Bing are all women who are just as capable as men.
The fifth leader, Zhan Xiongfei, and the sixth leader, Zhang Jin, were the most heroic.
"Zhan Xiongfei? Is he Aunt Luo Sanniang's husband? My neighbor, Uncle Xiongfei?"
Yang Zhao seemed to have thought of something.
"Who can argue with that!"
"Unfortunately, what is united for a long time must be divided. My uncle took my aunt and left for a distant place. Two years ago, the Zhao Wangshan and Chang brothers, as you know, also severed ties with their eleven sworn brothers."
"Actually, Father had long seen through their evil intentions, so after seizing the treasure that day, he secretly hid that secret technique..."
Luo Bing remarked with a touch of emotion.
"A secret technique?"
Yang Zhao asked curiously.
"Secret techniques are actually a type of cultivation method."
"Unlike cultivation techniques, which are used to improve one's cultivation level, secret techniques enhance one's spiritual power."
"To put it simply, it's about making you naturally afraid when you see me. I can even directly attack your consciousness, turning you into an idiot or controlling you."
Luo Bing made no secrets from Yang Zhao.
That's easy to explain.
That day at the foot of Erlong Mountain.
Why didn't the greyhound use the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles to ambush Luo Yuantong?
Even if his consciousness was not damaged, he was at least mentally distracted.
"Oh right, I haven't finished introducing it yet."
"There is also a tenth leader, Bai Yitong."
"It's a pity... he's already dead, and he died right before my eyes."
Luo Bing was heartbroken.
"The tenth leader is the best person."
"Her skin is even fairer than ours, she smells wonderful, and she's prettier than most girls..."
The two girls were clearly also very sad.
However, the focus is somewhat biased.
"We're going down the mountain to carry out a secret mission, which is related to the death of the Tenth Leader."
"Three strange things have happened recently, and we suspect that evil spirits are at work. We need to invite a reliable demon slayer to the mountain, and Young Master Yang, you are precisely that demon slayer..."
The two girls suddenly realized what was going on.
He cursed himself inwardly for being stupid.
The young lady said that the task had been completed that day.
It was naturally referring to Mr. Yang standing before them.
Mr. Yang is the most famous demon slayer.
Since he was going to join the Eleven Alliance, going up the mountain became a natural thing to do and would not attract the attention of demons and evil spirits.
"Three strange things? Tell me about them!"
Demon-slaying value reset to zero.
Yang Zhao was naturally very interested in this.
The past year.
In Pingyang County, more than a dozen martial arts prodigies have passed away one after another.
The clansmen remained silent about their deaths, which seemed very strange.
Luo Yuantong, with his keen foresight, discovered the clues within.
The forces behind the deceased had, to varying degrees, contact with the Eleven Alliance.
Or there may be business dealings.
Or perhaps there are grudges or affections involved.
To avoid being set up and getting into trouble.
Luo Yuantong secretly sent his daughter to investigate.
The initial results of the investigation surprised the father and daughter.
The death toll is more than three times the reported number.
Just as their father had predicted, the forces behind them had all been in contact with the Eleven Alliance.
"As the investigation deepened, I unexpectedly discovered someone in Pingyang County who should have been on business a thousand miles away!"
"Bai Yitong?"
Yang Zhao blurted it out.
"Not bad! It's the tenth leader!"
"When I found him, he was already on the verge of death."
"His skin was all wrinkled, as if something had sucked all the blood and flesh out of him."
"If it weren't for his clothes, the token at his waist, and that unique perfume, I really wouldn't have recognized him. The Tenth Leader uttered six words before he died: 'Ice Pool, Gu Qingzhu!'"
Frozen pool.
A pool formed by the melting snow and ice of Qianfeng Mountain.
The pool is so deep that the bottom cannot be seen, and it remains partially frozen year-round.
Gu Qingzhu.
The eleventh alliance is led by the fourth leader.
"I walked to the frozen pool and found... the Fourth Master's corpse inside the ice!"
"The body was frozen solid, showing no signs of decomposition whatsoever; we have no idea how long it has been dead!"
"Back then, the fourth leader was hit in the back by a hidden weapon while saving me. I removed it for her and took care of her by changing her dressings every day."
"On the right breast of the fourth leader, there is a faint plum blossom mark the size of a fingernail. She was still a pure and innocent virgin, and only she and I knew such a private matter."
"And on the frozen pool, I immediately undressed the corpse to examine it, confirming that it was indeed the Fourth Master's body!"
Wow!
The two maids seemed to be hearing this for the first time.
Startled, she jumped onto Yang Zhao's bed and crawled under the covers.
They clung to each other tightly, still trembling.
The next sentence.
This made Yang Zhao understand their unusual behavior.
There is absolutely no exaggeration.
"A few days ago, before we came down the mountain, the Fourth Master treated us to some snacks! If the Fourth Master was the one who died in the Frozen Pool, then what exactly was it that treated us to snacks on the mountain?"
"If I were you, my main concern would be... what exactly are you eating?"
Wow!
The two maids were reminded by Yang Zhao's kindness.
As if on cue, he jumped out of bed and leaped three feet high.
His eyes rolled back in mid-air, and he fainted from fright.
boom!
The large bed was smashed to pieces, and the mosquito net was toppled.
Small but complete.
The two little girls were quite heavy.
It looks...too painful!
The two maids were no longer making a fuss.
Yang Zhao was happy to have some peace and quiet.
He gestured for Luo Bing to continue.
"Last month, the fourth leader of the mountain sent someone to invite me to her boudoir."
"They say they've found an excellent skin-beautifying cream that, if applied evenly all over the body, can restore the skin to a youthful state."
"During the application, I carefully observed her body... It was definitely the Fourth Master's body, even the plum blossom mark on her right breast was exactly the same."
"A martial artist's memory is infallible! The fourth leader on the mountain, the fourth leader in the icy pool—who is the real Gu Qingzhu?"
"The matter is of great importance and too strange, so I secretly told my father. Just to be on the safe side, my father made me stay on the mountain for more than half a month. I only came down the mountain these past few days when the fourth leader of the mountain was in seclusion."
"Mr. Yang, you were originally recommended to come up the mountain by my aunt, so you definitely won't arouse the suspicion of the fourth leader. Only you can solve this problem!"
The bystander sees most of the game!
There's definitely something wrong with the fourth leader on the mountain!
Please ask Luo Bing to apply the beauty cream all over her body.
However, it was done through the mouth of the eldest daughter of the gang leader.
Tell the whole world: I am the real Gu Qingzhu!
Yang Zhao did not point it out on the spot.
Firstly, they didn't want to leak the news.
Secondly, there is no real evidence.
"I'll go up the mountain with you and take a look!"
Yang Zhao nodded in agreement.
"Let's get going without delay!"
Luo Bing is a straightforward person.
Puff, puff!
His actions and words were swift as the wind.
He grabbed the two girls by the chest and lifted them up.
He spit out two mouthfuls of tea, which sprayed all over his face.
……
"Three women?"
"Did you ruin the king-size bed too?"
"The woman's voice continued until dawn?"
Yang Zhao and his group of four departed.
Several curious heads kept looking into the top-tier room, which looked as if it had been through a major battle.
In the following days.
After tea and a meal, a new secret story about the "Condor Hero" began to circulate.
This actually lessened the terrifying atmosphere brought about by the flower-picking butcher.
……
Thousand Peaks Mountain.
There are a total of 999 peaks, large and small.
The fortune teller in plain clothes made his prediction.
If another peak rises here, a king will surely emerge from this place.
Hence the name.
Night falls.
The mountain peaks stretch out, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden, like a giant dragon.
Yang Zhao, who had been settled in the Eleven Alliance, was invited to the Hall of Gathering Righteousness.
Under the dim light.
A hunchbacked figure, built of muscles, paced back and forth rapidly.
The figure had an extremely ugly and ferocious face.
Boom, boom, boom!
Upon seeing Yang Zhao, he immediately kowtowed in respect without saying a word.
The force was so great that three blood-stained spiderwebs appeared on the bluestone floor.
Blood gushed down his forehead, flowing down his ugly, grinning face.
Zhang Jin, the leader of the eleventh alliance.
Born with a disability and extremely self-conscious, he usually received meticulous care from Luo Bing.
He directly revered Luo Bing as a Bodhisattva, and himself as a Dharma protector.
Yang Zhao nodded in acknowledgment.
next second.
Their gazes were then drawn to the imposing figure behind Zhang Jin.
The figure held an ancient longsword in his arms, and even sitting there, he was taller than Yang Zhao.
Immovable as a mountain, much like the statues of gods enshrined in temples.
It even gave Yang Zhao a very direct idea.
He probably looked like the heroes in martial arts novels from his past life.
The man didn't move at all; he just sat there.
The aura it released instantly rendered the bold and domineering Zhang Jin virtually invisible.
Xiahou Jie.
The number one person below the True Qi Realm.
A person's reputation is well-deserved!