Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

“Soul-searching is a completely evil and heretical method! How can the results obtained in this way be considered reliable?”

"Does a story made up on the spot really count as irrefutable evidence? That's utterly ridiculous!"

"Regardless of the truth, we must find that person and investigate him thoroughly to get to the bottom of things. Once we hand him over to me, everything will naturally come to light!"

"Hmph! Wait until you have real evidence before spouting nonsense!" Dong Wu snorted coldly, his figure flashing away like lightning, clearly unwilling to waste any more words with this person.

Seeing Dong Wufei leave, a constable nearby quickly stepped forward and cautiously asked the magistrate, "Your Honor, should we continue to arrest this person?"

"What are we going to use to capture him? He's a Foundation Establishment stage expert, while you're only at the eighth level of Body Tempering. Let's head back and discuss this further." Peng Jiang knew very well that bringing someone back to the county office so easily would not be easy. He had only come here to test the other party's strength.

Upon returning to Ankang County, Peng Jiang first found a secluded spot and quickly disguised himself. He changed into coarse cloth clothes, covered his face with a black cloth, revealing only his sharp eyes. Then, he cautiously moved through the streets and alleys, eventually arriving at a secluded house on the outskirts of the county town.

Peng Jiang gently knocked on the courtyard gate. After a moment, the gate opened a crack, and a tall man peered out. Upon seeing that it was Peng Jiang, he opened the gate fully and gestured for him to come in quickly.

Upon entering the courtyard, Peng Jiang saw the man standing in the center, his face veiled in black, obscuring his features. Seeing Peng Jiang, the man eagerly asked, "How's it going?"

Peng Jiang quickly stepped forward and replied in a low voice, "Sir, the situation is a bit tricky. It seems that the Tianjian Sect is determined to protect Sun Kang."

The masked man frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then asked again, "How credible do you think Zheng Yuan's words are?"

Peng Jiang shook his head and said with a solemn expression, "Sir, this matter is really too strange. As far as I know, Sun Kang is only at the ninth level of Body Tempering, while Magistrate Wang has the strength of the seventh level of Qi Refining! How could a child kill hundreds of people? And even come back to life... I'm afraid no one would easily believe such a bizarre plot."

The masked man remained silent, his hands clasped behind his back, pacing back and forth as he pondered his next move. After a while, he stopped, his gaze resolute as he looked at Peng Jiang, and coldly ordered, "No matter what, we absolutely cannot let those two ruin our plan. This operation must be carried out cleanly and efficiently, leaving no trace whatsoever!"

Peng Jiang quickly clasped his hands in greeting and replied, "Rest assured, sir, I will do my utmost to ensure that this matter is handled properly!" After saying that, he turned and left the secluded house, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

Within the towering and imposing Heavenly Sword Sect, Wu Feilong was completely absorbed in arduous and rigorous cultivation. He was utterly unaware of the series of events unfolding outside the sect.

The Heavenly Sword Sect here is a place of exceptional beauty and spiritual energy, its mountains filled with incredibly rich spiritual energy. Thanks to this uniquely advantageous environment, Wu Feilong successfully broke through his limits in just a few days, raising his cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining.

Time flew by, and several days later, a disheveled man, his clothes tattered and his body covered in wounds, stumbled into the Heavenly Sword Sect and found Wu Feilong, who was diligently cultivating. When Wu Feilong saw the man before him, he was greatly surprised. The newcomer was none other than Tie Sheng, with whom he had a close relationship. Tie Sheng looked extremely pitiful; his face was haggard, and his body was covered in wounds of varying depths, from which blood seeped continuously, a gruesome sight.

Upon seeing this, Wu Feilong quickly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Brother Tie, what happened? How did you get into this state?"

Upon hearing Wu Feilong's question, Tiesheng could no longer contain his grief and burst into tears, sobbing like a child who had suffered a great injustice. After calming down a bit, Tiesheng choked out, "Xiaokang, both my family and Li the carpenter's family have perished! Now I'm the only one who managed to escape..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feilong's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked, "What exactly happened? Why did it suddenly turn out like this?"

Tiesheng wiped away tears as he recounted the events in fits and starts: "Our restaurant and steamed bun shop were doing very well. But a few days ago, someone died on the spot after eating one of our steamed buns. The authorities immediately sent people to arrest us, accusing us of deliberately poisoning someone. Despite our desperate attempts to explain and even spending a fortune to bribe officials, it was all in vain. They shut down the shops without explanation and arrested both our families. Luckily, I escaped under cover of darkness and managed to come to you for help. Xiaokang, you're now a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, you have to help your brother no matter what! We're truly innocent!"

This lucrative business was like a tempting piece of meat, and undoubtedly, such a good opportunity would attract countless eyes, with everyone eyeing it covetously, eager to take a bite. However, what was unexpected was how quickly the covetous eyes arrived, like a sudden storm, catching everyone off guard.

"Brother Tie, please don't worry, leave this to me. I will definitely come up with a solution. I wonder if anyone has asked you about our formula? And that crucial secret formula, you absolutely must not reveal it to anyone else." The speaker looked nervous, and a layer of fine sweat even appeared on his forehead.

Tiesheng quickly replied, "Brother, you can rest assured. The yeast you mentioned was something that Li the carpenter and I made ourselves, putting in a lot of effort. We're very tight-lipped; we haven't told anyone this secret. Even if someone held a knife to our throats, we absolutely wouldn't utter a single word!" He patted his chest and assured them, his face full of determination.