Chapter 108 Gathering in Tianshui County

Another curtain of faint dreams, another river of spring water. Only this time, the person had changed.

With a Face like peach blossoms on a human face, she was beautiful as a peach blossom and full of alluring charm.

Shen Zuirong brought Yan Chu yet another different experience.

She was not as clingy as Han Yunlu, nor as shy as Su Zhirou, but every smile and frown was filled with a charm that seemed to refuse yet welcome...

...

While the spring scenery flowed across the Yang River, a thousand miles away in Tianshui Prefecture, a young man with messy hair and a roguish air walked into the prefecture city.

Behind him followed a burly, white-haired Elder.

A wild smile hung on the young man's Face as he looked at the bustling streets and the prosperous scene, laughing:

" It is indeed a major city second only to Cangzhou Prefecture! "

" This Tianshui Prefecture city is so prosperous; it is not at all inferior to some of the major cities in our Soaring Province. "

The Elder behind him replied with a smile:

" The martial arts in Tianshui Prefecture are flourishing. The mountain gate of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, one of the Five Surnames and Three Sects, and the ancestral grounds of the Yu Family are located here, so there are many Jianghu people coming and going. "

" However, most of them are of the lower nine classes, so there is no need to take them to heart! "

The young man asked: " What about the Grandmasters of the Yu Family and the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect? Will they affect me getting the soul-reaping rope? "

The Elder said confidently: " Do not worry, Young Gang Leader! "

" In the entire Cangzhou Prefecture, as long as no Great Grandmaster appears, no one is my match! "

" Each of the Five Surnames and Three Sects has only one or two Grandmasters. If they really dare to meddle, then they can wait to be wiped off the map! "

The young man was relieved, " That is good! "

" However, even if a Great Grandmaster arrives, it does not matter. The reputation of my Changle Gang is here; even the Marquis of Annan of Cangzhou Prefecture must give us some Face! "

When the young man mentioned the three words Changle Gang, a trace of arrogance appeared in his eyes.

If someone who knew him saw him, they would recognize that the young man was the fifth-ranked Prodigy on the heavenly pride ranking, the "Dragon Whip" Mao Dongchen.

He was also the son of Mao Yi, the leader of the Changle Gang.

And this Elder behind him was the Changle Gang Elder Lin Santai, a famous Grandmaster powerhouse in Soaring Province.

" Young Gang Leader, let us first find someone to ask where the Full Moon Tower is! "

" Good! "

Some days ago, their Changle Gang had a great battle with the Yin Ming Cult. After capturing a core Elder, they learned that the Yin Ming Cult's divine weapon, the soul-reaping rope, had been lost in Cangzhou Prefecture.

After several years of searching, the Yin Ming Cult had pinpointed the location of the soul-reaping rope, which was in the Full Moon Tower of Tianshui Prefecture.

Therefore, the two had traveled from afar from Soaring Province just to obtain this divine weapon.

The Yin Ming Cult had already sent a team earlier, and they had to succeed before that team!

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Full Moon Tower, the number one brothel in Tianshui Prefecture.

This place was a money pit for merchants, a place of inspiration for scholars, a lingering regret for youths, and a dream within a dream for Jianghu people.

Every girl here had her own unique charm and characteristics, making people unable to forget them.

Mentioning Tianshui Prefecture, one could never escape the Full Moon Tower.

Even the commander of the Six Doors was a frequent visitor to the Full Moon Tower.

Unfortunately, the grand Full Moon Tower had been burned to the ground by a fire three days ago.

Everyone, from the madam to the servants, from the courtesans to the girls, had all perished in the sea of fire.

This event caused more than half of the men in Tianshui City to lose their beloved, and for a time, the sound of wailing filled the entire city.

Many even ignored the scolding and beatings from their wives at home, insisting on going to the ruins of the Full Moon Tower to pay tribute to the women they had once loved.

There were also quite a few who hung white silk in their homes.

Truly, until the mountains have no edges and the heaven and earth merge, would one dare to part from their beloved!

In a restaurant, when the roguish young man heard the news that the Full Moon Tower had been burned down, his expression changed instantly, and he stood up with a swoosh.

" What did you say? The Full Moon Tower was burned down? "

" Who burned it down?! "

The man grabbed by his collar broke out in a cold sweat.

He was just lamenting with his companion that the girl he liked at the Full Moon Tower had perished in the fire, and suddenly the young man at the next table rushed over, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up.

The other party's movement technique was like a ghost, and his actions were so fast that he couldn't see clearly at all.

Moreover, the Aura leaking from his body made him unable to breathe, and his mind went blank.

This was a great expert he could not afford to offend!

" Spare me, hero! "

" The burning of the Full Moon Tower is known throughout the prefecture; this happened three days ago, and it has nothing to do with us! "

" That is right, hero! "

The people around thought Mao Dongchen had a story with one of the courtesans in the Full Moon Tower, so they rushed to explain:

" The Full Moon Tower is in the east of the city; you can go see it for yourself! "

" Now the entire ruin is surrounded by the government, and the adults from the Six Doors are investigating the cause of the fire! "

Thump!

Mao Dongchen's eyes were uncertain. He put the person down, walked straight out of the restaurant, and left quickly towards the south of the city.

Lin Santai hurriedly followed.

After the two had gone far away, someone whispered: " Who the hell is that? So arrogant! "

" Exactly! Judging by the accent, they are outsiders! "

" Despicable outlanders! "

In the restaurant, a middle-aged man wearing a turban had flickering eyes. Seeing the two go far away, he quietly walked out of the restaurant and left quickly in the opposite direction.

Swish, swish, swish!

The middle-aged man went through streets and alleys, twisting and turning, and finally walked into a sparsely populated alley and entered an unremarkable small courtyard.

Entering the room, a thin, gaunt Elder sat in the grand armchair in the center, with five or six people on his left and right.

" Protector Lu, just now in the restaurant, two outsiders were asking about the burning of the Full Moon Tower. Their cultivation is unfathomable, and they might also be here for the Yin Ming Cult's treasure! "

" What? "

Protector Lu's eyes turned sinister upon hearing this, and he said coldly:

" What do those two look like? Where is their accent from? "

The middle-aged man began to gesture about their appearance and clothing, and then repeated the words he heard while imitating their accent.

Protector Lu listened quietly and pondered:

" It seems to be an accent from Soaring Province? "

" A young man... Could it be that the people from the Yin Ming Cult in Soaring Province have found the whereabouts of the traitor in their cult, and came here specifically for that? "

" Oh? You can actually tell that our accent is from Soaring Province; have you been to Soaring Province? "

Suddenly, a voice appeared outside the door.

The people in the room were startled.

It was quiet outside, and they hadn't noticed anything at all.

" Who is it?! "

Protector Lu's eyes were fierce. He shouted, leaped up, and with blood-red light gushing from his palms, he struck out in the direction the voice came from.

" Hmph! "

Hearing only a cold snort, Protector Lu was stunned by the sound, his entire True Qi instantly scattered, and the palm print he had struck dissipated with a soft pop.

Thump!

A heavy pressure descended, and Protector Lu fell from mid-air, landing Face-first in the dirt, his mouth full of dust.

The others in the room, under this heavy pressure, were all terrified. Bang, bang, bang, one after another they exploded, turning into a mist of blood.

" Senior, spare me! "

In shock, Protector Lu hurriedly begged for mercy.

A pair of shoes appeared in front of him. He looked up trembling, only to see a robust Elder.

His silver hair was combed meticulously, and he was dressed in a brocade robe.

Lin Santai stood with his hands behind his back and asked with a cold gaze:

" Are you from the Holy Lotus Sect? "