79: A strange wind, what is that?

“Ah…”

Inside the inn, a series of shrill screams rang out.

Qi Feng’s guards were no match for Zhang Long and the others; they were like cabbages, easily cut down.

A moment later.

All the guards fell to the ground.

“Damn it…”

Qi Feng stood in place, his face pale.

He hadn’t expected his guards to be so useless, nor had he anticipated that the Tianquan Division members would actually make a move.

This was Qiyin City, his territory.

Did these Tianquan Division members not want to live, directly killing people like this?

“Your turn!”

Zhang Long, gripping his blood-stained long saber, flew down, his gaze fierce as he stared at Qi Feng.

“Do you think this young master is afraid of you?”

Qi Feng roared, punching towards Zhang Long, his Xuanhuang Realm Early Stage power erupting.

“Xuanhuang Realm Early Stage…”

Zhang Long gave a cold smile, not drawing his saber, but instead unleashing a punch.

Within the Tianquan Division, his strength wasn't too weak, but it wasn't particularly strong either; he was merely at the Peak Xuanhuang Realm!

However, dealing with a young man who had just entered the Xuanhuang Realm was, of course, no pressure at all.

Boom!

Fists collided, and a resounding boom echoed.

“Ah…”

Qi Feng screamed, his body sent flying, and one of his arms was directly blasted into a mist of blood.

Bang!

Qi Feng’s body crashed to the ground, dragging a trail of blood.

He screamed in pain, rolling on the ground, unable to get up.

Zhang Long stared at Qi Feng with a cold expression, the long saber in his hand glinting with a cold light.

Qi Feng’s face twisted into a ferocious expression, and he said with a venomous gaze, “I… I am the Young Lord of Qiyin City. If you dare to kill me, my father will surely dismember you.”

“Is that so?”

Xie Weilou walked down, casually extending his hand.

“……”

Zhang Long understood Xie Weilou’s meaning and handed him the long saber.

Xie Weilou held the long saber, looking at Qi Feng expressionlessly: “A mere son of a city lord, daring to provoke the Tianquan Division? You deserve to be executed!”

The long saber rested against Qi Feng’s neck.

Qi Feng’s body trembled, feeling the threat of death. He said in a panic, “No… you can’t kill me…”

Slash!

Xie Weilou had no interest in wasting words with a minor character and struck down with his saber.

“No…”

Qi Feng’s neck was instantly severed, his head displaced, and blood gushed out, killing him instantly.

“Decisive!”

Zhang Long sighed inwardly.

Young Lord Xie always acted without hesitation.

When it came to being a scoundrel and ruthless, Young Lord Xie was the ancestor; what was a mere Qi Feng?

You can’t kill me?

Do you think you’re the King of Heaven?

“Clean up the scene.”

Xie Weilou handed the long saber to Zhang Long.

Zhang Long took the long saber and waved his hand gently.

The Captians immediately carried out the corpses and cleaned up the bloodstains at the scene.

“……”

Inside the inn, the owner and the young servant were pale, frightened by this scene.

With the Captians present today, guests dared not enter.

Lin Qinghuang walked down from upstairs and handed several silver notes to the owner: “There’s no need to worry about today’s matter. Some things were damaged; this is compensation.”

The owner glanced at them and quickly said, “This… this is too much…”

These were officials from Tianqi City, their identities extremely extraordinary; they even dared to execute the son of a city lord. How could he dare to accept this money?

“……”

Lin Qinghuang placed the silver notes in front of the owner and said nothing more.

After a while.

The inn was cleaned up, and even the smell of blood was removed.

Lin Qinghuang waved her hand: “To the City Lord’s Mansion!”

Upon hearing this, the inn owner quickly said, “Sirs, are you going to find the City Lord?”

Lin Qinghuang looked at the owner, waiting for him to continue.

The owner explained, “For the past three years, the City Lord has had a habit: on the seventh day of every month, he takes his troops to the Tianyin Hall for tea. Today happens to be the seventh of this month, so he should not be at the City Lord’s Mansion.”

“Thank you.”

Lin Qinghuang nodded gently and led everyone out of the inn.

The Lord of Qiyin City going to the Tianyin Hall for tea every month naturally meant he was colluding with the Tianyin Hall.

No wonder not much news had been spread from here all this time; it had all been suppressed and certainly couldn't get out.

On the street.

Lin Qinghuang said to Zhang Long, “Go to the City Lord’s Mansion and investigate how many soldiers are still there.”

The Lord of Qiyin City had five thousand soldiers under his command, and it was unknown if all of them had been taken to Heavenly Yin Mountain.

If she and Xie Weilou attacked the five thousand soldiers, they could certainly slaughter them, just as they had slaughtered the Chifeng Army before.

However, too much slaughter was also not good.

Hopefully, those five thousand soldiers had not all been taken away by the Lord of Qiyin City; otherwise, a bloodbath would likely ensue.

— — — — — —

North of the city.

Ten li away, there was a mountain called Heavenly Yin Mountain, where the Tianyin Hall was located.

At the foot of Heavenly Yin Mountain, over eight hundred soldiers gathered, blocking the path up the mountain, preventing outsiders from entering.

In a hidden spot at the foot of the mountain.

Xie Weilou and the others were staring into the distance.

Not long after.

Zhang Long arrived quietly.

He respectfully said to Commander Lin, “Reporting to Commander Lin, there are still four thousand soldiers in the City Lord’s Mansion. The Lord of Qiyin City only brought one thousand soldiers.”

Lin Qinghuang pondered, “That’s not bad then.”

One thousand soldiers, eight hundred at the foot of the mountain, so presumably two hundred on the mountain.

If there were smart people, some could survive the slaughter.

But if there were no smart people, then they would all be slaughtered!

Plop!

Just then, a white pigeon flew onto Lin Qinghuang’s shoulder.

Lin Qinghuang reached out her hand and took a note from the pigeon’s leg.

After reading it, she frowned and handed the note to Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou took the note and glanced at it; it was a secret message from the Tianquan Division.

The general content was that the Pacification Envoy had been blocked by a powerful individual and could not arrive for the time being.

“Xie Weilou, what do you think we should do next?”

Lin Qinghuang asked.

The Pacification Envoy was blocked by a powerful individual and would certainly not be able to arrive in a short time.

According to Lan Instructor’s memory, the Tianyin Hall also had six Peak Tuo Jiang elders and a mysterious Hall Master.

That Hall Master had already entered the Dao Repository Realm Late Stage.

Moreover, there was no guarantee that there weren’t other mysterious powerful individuals in the Tianyin Hall that even Lan Instructor didn’t know about.

With her current strength, going to the Tianyin Hall now would yield no benefit whatsoever.

At the moment, they could only rely on Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou’s strength was unfathomable; a Peak Tuo Jiang Realm expert was no match for him. This guy had probably entered the Dao Repository Realm.

Xie Weilou smiled and said, “Then let’s go up and see.”

The black Demon Hand obtained earlier was extraordinary; he wondered if he could test its power this time!

Lin Qinghuang nodded gently. She looked at Zhang Long and the others and said, “You all guard here. If there’s a special situation later, I will send you a signal.”

“Understood!”

Zhang Long and the others replied with serious expressions.

Lin Qinghuang and Xie Weilou walked towards a dense forest.

After a while.

They arrived at a cliff on Heavenly Yin Mountain.

Xie Weilou took out a mask and put it on, then casually summoned the burial flower sword: “Let’s go!”

The two figures flashed and immediately flew upwards…