136: Send the things to those stores (asking for monthly tickets)

Xiahou Yuan, die!

“Buzz”

His black gold Dragon-patterned halberd let out a mournful cry.

It was pulled into the Kuntian Flying Sleeve.

Then, Chen Yuan’s eyes burned, and the flowing cloud flying sleeve shook towards the exploding blood mist, like dispelling clouds and fog.

Soon, the world cleared!

After doing all this, the silver spear shimmered and flew back, landing in Chen Yuan’s hand. Immediately, Chen Yuan stepped down without stopping for a moment.

A few breaths later, the room in the top-floor pavilion where Xiahou Yuan and the man surnamed Wu had just gathered exploded. Chen Yuan directly smashed through the ceiling, crashing down with a roar. The violent Qi waves directly blew away the doors, windows, and screens.

Amidst the flying wood chips, Chen Yuan’s fierce gaze swept over everything in the room, then landed on the panicked, screaming dancers and musicians huddled in a corner ahead.

These dancers were likely Hu women, with deep-set eyes, slightly curly hair, and clothing different from the Central Plains. They wore flowing gauze skirts with narrow waists and wide legs, silver ornaments embedded in their noses, and light gauze covering their bodies, with golden, scaly bustiers revealing flat, fair bellies.

At this moment, facing Chen Yuan’s fierce eyes, they all trembled, their faces pale with fright.

Chen Yuan directly raised his hand and grabbed the golden-robed Hu woman in the front, pulling her forward, his voice indifferent.

“Who was that person just now?”

“The one in purple clothes.”

Chen Yuan had just seen a purple-robed man next to Xiahou Yuan. Seeing the still-warm banquet table in the room, their relationship was clearly not shallow.

And Xiahou Yuan, who had rebelled in Baidi City and whose plan had failed, appearing here was clearly not a coincidence.

Chen Yuan’s gaze was deep, and the Hu woman he had grabbed was pale with fright, shaking her head and clasping her hands, not daring to look at him at all.

“My lord, spare my life, I don’t know who that guest was, I don’t know…” The dancer’s voice, with its Western Regions accent, rang out.

A faint golden light flickered in Chen Yuan’s eyes. He squatted down, raised his hand, and casually stroked the Hu woman’s smooth, fair face, hooking her chin.

“Not lying?”

The Hu woman blinked her pitiful eyes and nodded.

Chen Yuan released his hand, inadvertently plucking a strand of the Hu woman’s hair. He stood up, gave her a deep look, then stomped his foot, and his body shot into the air.

At this moment, a few miles away, under the bloody setting sun, a white horse was still galloping in the residual sunlight between two military formations, its mane flying like rolling clouds.

In a flash, a figure in green, holding a long spear, flew onto the horse’s back. He pulled the reins with both hands, and the horse neighed, its hooves rising high.

This scene was deeply etched into the pupils of many people in the South City!

Then, the white horse galloped, and the clattering of its iron hooves, under the bloody setting sun, carried a torrent of iron armor into the majestic and tall city walls of the Inner City!

Gaze after gaze followed the distant fluttering battle flag, and then gasps of surprise rose from tea houses, taverns, pavilions, and towers throughout the South City.

A formidable person from the Sky Patrol Division had arrived!

They hadn’t even figured out what was happening.

That figure, with his troops, had just entered the city when he brazenly attacked and killed a Fourth Heavenly Gate.

It only took three moves!

A Fourth Heavenly Gate martial arts expert had just died like that.

This astonishing display of swift and decisive power caused a sensation in the taverns and teahouses of South City.

Messages quickly spread throughout Tianxiong Pass.

And some recognized the troops represented by that battle flag!

“Ninth Mountain!”

...

Outside the pavilion room just now, a sound like wind chimes rang out.

Then, the room door was pushed open.

A Hu man over two meters tall, with light golden hair covering his chest, pushed open the room, revealing a fierce aura.

Immediately following, the burly man, whose body was like a door panel, moved aside, and a woman appeared, wearing a purple bustier, draped in golden gauze, revealing large expanses of fair skin.

Her deep blue eyes, like lake water, were mysterious and profound. Her nose was high and straight, her eyebrows curved like crescent moons, her skin was like snow, and on her forehead, there was a golden bird imprint. A cascade of dark, curly hair fell to her waist, and golden rings adorned her ankles, clinking like melodious wind chimes as she walked.

“Ana'er!”

Inside the room, the Hu women, who had just been panicked, knelt on one knee upon seeing her, their hands placed over their chests, their faces becoming respectful.

And the name Ana'er, representing the daughter of an eagle in the Western Regions tribes, was a symbol of status!

“What happened to that person just now?” The beautiful Hu woman quickly walked to the messy window, her deep blue eyes shimmering like water as she watched the torrent of iron armor rush into the dark Inner City, her voice urgent.

“I don’t know, everything happened too fast. He killed our reconnaissance target and asked about that Northern Liang Prefecture retainer, but the Ayi didn’t say, fearing complications. That person probably didn’t notice.”

The golden-haired Hu woman, who had just been grabbed by Chen Yuan, blushed slightly and shook her head.

Ayi is how women in the tribe refer to themselves.

“No!”

However, the voluptuous Hu woman shook her head.

“This person is very strong, stronger than the strongest warrior in our tribe!”

As soon as she said this, the burly Hu man behind her let out a cold snort, seemingly unconvinced.

She didn’t pay attention. Her deep blue eyes flickered. She had witnessed the battle just now, so she said:

“His eyes, they must be the Heavenly Eye Divine Ability rumored in the Central Plains. Any subtle flaw would likely not escape his eyes.”

“What else did he do just now?”

The golden-haired dancer’s face turned red, “That person… touched my face, and hooked…”

“Oh?” The woman waved her hand upon hearing this,

“You shouldn’t go out of the pavilion for now. Stay with me. I’m afraid this person has targeted you. The water in Tianxiong Pass is too murky now. Those people from Northern Liang Prefecture have extended their reach here, and other tribes in the Western Regions are also stirring. We only gather information; do not provoke this person.”

“Yes!”

...

Inner City. As the troops poured in, the South City Gate rumbled shut.

Chen Yuan, leading his troops, rode straight into the Inner City, to the foot of the Commanding Platform. Just then, a hearty laugh rang out.

Three figures descended, revealing themselves.

“This This General Wei Zhong, the Zhonglang General of this place, has finally awaited General Chen!”

Wei Zhong, the Zhonglang General of Tianxiong Pass, with a square, dark face, stepped forward, laughing heartily and cupping his fists.

“Colonel Chang Shan, Zhonglang General of the Fourth Mountain. Hearing your name is not as good as meeting you. Originally, Fushi ordered us to temporarily obey General Chen’s command, and Chang was still a bit unconvinced. But after witnessing General Chen’s Divine Ability just now, I feel it’s not impossible!”

The Zhonglang General of the Fourth Mountain, Colonel Chang Shan, spoke in a muffled voice, but he was straightforward. His burly figure stood forward, and his eyes were frank.

This was the truth. He was considered a veteran Zhonglang General in the Dao Fu Division, having led troops for over ten years. And when Fushi ordered them to temporarily obey the command of someone they had never heard of, he was naturally a bit displeased.

However, the formidable methods of this Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, who killed a Fourth Heavenly Gate in just a few rounds, naturally dispelled that anger.

The strong are respected, a very simple principle.

He admitted he couldn’t do it.

At this moment, the last one, General Wu Sheng, the Zhonglang General of Jiange Pass, stepped out from the side, his eyes fixed on Chen Yuan, who was on the white horse holding a long spear, flickering uncertainly.

Then he bowed slightly towards Chen Yuan,

“So it really is you. I am General Wu Sheng. Today, my wish is finally fulfilled. On behalf of the people of my Sword Pavilion Army, I thank you!”

His words even included a humble address, clearly showing genuine respect.

It wasn’t just official courtesy, but a personal connection.

The other two Zhonglang Generals were somewhat surprised to see him act this way.

“Junior General Wu, you know General Chen? How come just now?” Wei Zhong was a bit confused.

General Wu Sheng smiled slightly bitterly, “It’s a long story. A few days ago, Jiange Pass was ambushed by demons. If Junior General Chen hadn’t appeared and killed three…”

“I also didn’t know if it was one person, so I didn’t speak up.”

Wei Zhong and Colonel Chang Shan’s expressions instantly became serious when they heard that Chen Yuan had once, alone with a spear, single-handedly killed three Fourth Heavenly Gate Fei Yi.

Looking at Chen Yuan again, they felt that this person had an additional layer of mysterious aura. A thought spontaneously arose in their minds: if this person was so powerful, where did he suddenly come from? They had never heard of him before.

For a moment, their attitudes subtly changed, becoming even more deferential.

After all, they still didn’t know the temperament of this Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, whether he was easy to get along with!

At least, judging from the domineering and ruthless way he acted just now, he wasn’t some benevolent person!

On the white horse, Chen Yuan saw the three Zhonglang Generals report their names one by one. He didn’t put on airs. The large spear suddenly retracted, and then he dismounted.

“Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, Chen Yuan!”

“Chen has only just taken office, so it’s normal that you few don’t know.”

“As for Junior General Wu, it’s a happy coincidence.”

Saying that, he didn’t waste any words, his gaze thoughtful for a moment,

“Chen is new here and doesn’t understand the situation. I ask the three This Generals to explain it to me, so Chen can have a strategy and know how to proceed!”

The three looked at each other upon hearing this.

It seems this Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General is a decisive and swift person!

He had rushed over from a thousand miles away, covered in dust, and hadn’t even had a sip of tea yet.

A hint of admiration flashed in Wei Zhong’s eyes as he gestured forward.

“Please!”

Chen Yuan took two steps, then, remembering something, raised his hand.

Liu Qing, the commanding officer behind him, immediately dismounted from his horse, then quickly walked to Chen Yuan’s side, bowing his head to listen to orders:

“This General!”

“Find out the locations of those few families, and then deliver the things to them!”

Chen Yuan instructed, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

“Yes!”