59: passersby

"Good lad, this sword of yours is incredible!"

"Is this an Eighth-Grade Immortal Artifact?"

"Holy crap, is it also made of Nine Heavens Profound Iron?"

"Your luck is quite something. How did you get it?" Suddenly, an aged voice called out.

Xiang Fenglai looked at Li Changfeng from a distance, raising his hand to gently stroke his white beard.

His cheeks were covered in wrinkles.

They bore the marks of time.

"Could you let this old man have a look?" Xiang Fenglai hurried forward, a look of greed appearing in his eyes.

Li Changfeng looked wary.

He suddenly turned his head, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Nan Qingyue asked, looking vigilant.

"How do you know so much?"

"Master, be careful!"

Nan Qingyue immediately drew her longsword and stood in front of Li Changfeng.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!" Xiang Fenglai chuckled.

"I'm just a passerby."

"Young lady, there's no need to be so hostile toward me, is there?"

"Besides, this kid isn't weak. It's not like I could just rob him openly, right?"

Xiang Fenglai raised his hand and gently stroked his white beard.

He had quite a free and easy manner.

"I hope not, otherwise we won't be polite." Nan Qingyue's face darkened.

Li Changfeng looked him over.

This Xiang Fenglai didn't seem to be carrying any weapons.

"Where do you two come from?" Xiang Fenglai asked.

Nan Qingyue helped Situ Jiu up and pulled him to her side.

"Wait, it should be three people, including this little friend." Xiang Fenglai chuckled.

"Who are you?" Li Changfeng asked.

Nan Qingyue frowned slightly, naturally not believing him.

Xiang Fenglai was definitely no ordinary person, someone who could recognize Nine Heavens Profound Iron at a glance.

Could he really be just a commoner?

"We shouldn't know each other." Li Changfeng flicked his wrist.

The Nine Songs Sword swept through the air, leaving a sword trail behind.

Finally, it entered its scabbard with precision.

"I come from Jiangnan and enjoy wandering across the country." Xiang Fenglai wore a faint smile.

"What about the three of you?"

"You don't look like ordinary people either."

Xiang Fenglai looked them over.

The young man leading them had an extraordinary bearing.

The Nine Songs Sword on his back was even less of an ordinary item!

"Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, Li Changfeng." Li Changfeng cupped his fists and replied.

"Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, Nan Qingyue." Nan Qingyue snorted coldly.

"So you are Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect." Xiang Fenglai nodded.

The Divine Sword Sect, one of the Three Great Sects Under Heaven.

It wasn't surprising at all that these three were Disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

"I see your Opportunity is quite good!" Xiang Fenglai looked at Li Changfeng.

"You will surely achieve great things in the future!"

"However, today you killed the Yang Family's only son, Yang Lei!"

"You'd better leave Yizhou City as soon as possible, or you will die here!" Xiang Fenglai gave a well-intentioned warning.

Nan Qingyue swept her sleeve, showing her pride.

"The Yang Family is just a small force under a Commandant. Why should we fear them?" Nan Qingyue said dismissively.

"As the saying goes, even a powerful Dragon cannot suppress a local snake." Xiang Fenglai smiled.

"The Yang Family has been in Yizhou City for five generations and is a Family of Military Officers; the city's Imperial Guard all have connections to the Yang Family."

"Now, Mulan Manor has gathered five thousand elite soldiers in Yizhou City!"

"If the elders of the Yang Clan ask Lord Mu for troops, Lord Mu will not sit idly by."

"When that time comes, no matter how high your Realm is, how can you face five thousand elite soldiers alone?"

Xiang Fenglai sighed as he analyzed the situation.

"Although the Yang Family is a Family of Military Officers, they have declined in recent years. Mulan Manor shouldn't value them too highly. Why do you say Mulan Manor will definitely get involved in the Yang Family's business, sir?" Nan Qingyue asked.

"Now, Mulan Manor has led troops to occupy Yizhou City, calling himself Lord Mu. To the people in the city, he is an outsider after all. If he wants to stabilize his territory, he must be of one mind with the citizens. However, they will only walk side by side after some form of interest is achieved." Xiang Fenglai stroked his beard.

Li Changfeng analyzed, "The Yang Family has had prestige in Yizhou City for five generations, and Mulan Manor can use this incident to ally with them. This deal is so profitable, why wouldn't he do it? If he can get the Yang Family's support, his position as Lord Mu will surely be secure."

"Mulan Manor is quite calculating!"

"Mulan Manor will not abandon the Yang Family."

Li Changfeng saw everything clearly.

"Exactly. Mulan Manor is also doing its best to help the poor people in the city by distributing money and grain! This move has won the people's hearts. If Lord Mu's influence continues to grow, I'm afraid this Immortal Country will change masters." Xiang Fenglai nodded.

When five thousand soldiers stand on the battlefield, clutching their sabers, bows, swords, and halberds with a fierce Aura.

Anyone with a weak will would surely be scared out of their wits.

Xiang Fenglai looked at Li Changfeng and shook his head helplessly. "I advise you to leave as soon as possible. If news of Yang Lei's death reaches the Yang Family, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape the consequences."

Li Changfeng lowered his head slightly. "Where is the Yang Family's residence?"

Xiang Fenglai seemed unwilling to say and shook his head.

"Why are you asking this?" Xiang Fenglai questioned.

"I killed the Yang Family's only son, so the Yang Family will definitely try to kill me. In that case, I might as well strike first!" Li Changfeng's eyes lit up. "I'll go settle the score with them first!"

"By doing so, I'll be getting rid of a scourge in Yizhou!"

"Isn't that better?"

Li Changfeng had already made up his mind.

He didn't want to be hunted; he preferred to take the initiative.

"If you do this, the Divine Sword Sect will be dragged into it." Xiang Fenglai sighed.

"Do you want to see a Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect get killed?"

"Mulan Manor is already the number one in the world. The Divine Sword Sect cannot afford to offend Mulan Manor."

Xiang Fenglai's bright eyes stared at Li Changfeng.

However, Nan Qingyue became even more curious about Xiang Fenglai's identity!

"You seem to understand the situation very well," Nan Qingyue said softly.

"I know a thing or two," Xiang Fenglai smiled.

"No, you understand it very well!" To unravel these mysteries, she could only use unconventional methods!

Nan Qingyue already had a simple and crude method!

"Who exactly are you? What is your purpose here!" Nan Qingyue shouted.

She suddenly stomped her foot on the ground.

The ground where she stepped was shattered by the immense impact.

Cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.

"Old man, show me what you've got!" Nan Qingyue's body launched upward, kicking up layers of dust and airwaves as she threw a punch fiercely toward Xiang Fenglai.

Seeing the ferocity of the move, Xiang Fenglai's pupils constricted.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Spiritual Qi Aura on his body grew heavier, releasing waves of Spiritual Qi.

"Young lady, what are you doing? I've already said, I'm just a passerby!" Xiang Fenglai seemed to have thought of something.

He had intended to fight back, but then he suddenly and hurriedly controlled the Spiritual Qi within his body.

The sensation of Spiritual Qi on Xiang Fenglai's body suddenly vanished into nothingness.

It was as if nothing had happened at all.