High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

After a long while, Lin Yuan finally recovered from his great shock.

Looking at the spirited Lin Hanzhou, he was filled with mixed emotions.

There was relief, there was worry, and above all, there was an indescribable complexity.

He knew that his eleventh brother no longer needed his protection.

The opponent is already a hidden dragon about to stir up the winds and clouds!

"Okay...okay...okay!"

Lin Yuan said "good" three times in a row. He took a deep breath and solemnly patted Lin Hanzhou on the shoulder.

"Since you are no longer the same as before and have made your own decisions, then I will no longer stop you."

"However, always remember to be careful! Third Brother and Ninth Brother are no ordinary people."

Lin Hanzhou nodded emphatically and began to speak.

"I understand, Seventh Brother. Please take care of yourself too."

After saying that, he didn't linger. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Yuan, then turned and left.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to take the guard's longsword with him.

Instead of taking a carriage, he led the most agile black horse from the post station and mounted it.

Under the astonished gaze of the post station manager, Lin Hanzhou rode his horse toward the capital.

Lin Yuan stood at the entrance of the post station, silently watching Lin Hanzhou's departing figure.

He only came to his senses when the man and his horse turned into a tiny black dot and disappeared at the end of the official road leading to the capital.

Lin Yuan gave his orders to his servants in a deep voice.

"Men, seal off the post station! No one is to leave without permission."

"yes!"

After giving the order, Lin Yuan looked up at the sky, which was dyed blood-red by the sunset, and murmured to himself.

"Eleventh brother, you truly amaze me. Just how many secrets are you hiding?"

"Tonight in the capital, a storm is brewing."

..........

Night fell like a giant black cloth, slowly enveloping the entire capital city.

Lin Hanzhou rode his swift horse and once again stepped into this familiar and magnificent city.

Tonight, there were noticeably more guards at the city gate, and the torches shone brightly, illuminating the cold metallic gleam of the soldiers' armor.

They held long halberds, their eyes sharp as eagles, scrutinizing everyone who tried to enter or leave.

However, when Lin Hanzhou revealed the dragon-patterned waist token that symbolized his status as a prince, they all showed respect.

After repeatedly verifying the authenticity of the waist tag, the leading captain immediately released Lin Hanzhou.

However, while the captain was checking the waist tag, one of his trusted men quietly left the team.

The man sped off in a certain direction within the city, clearly heading to deliver a message.

Lin Hanzhou naturally noticed this, but he didn't care at all.

He knew that the situation in the capital was tense, and the news of his return could not be kept secret.

Meanwhile, in the Third Prince's residence, the study was brightly lit.

"Report! Your Highness, the Eleventh Prince, Lin Hanzhou, has entered the city and is riding alone towards the palace."

The scout knelt on one knee and reported at breakneck speed.

"Oh? He actually dares to come back?"

Upon hearing this, the Third Prince Lin Tai, who was wiping a long sword, paused, a cruel smile appearing on his face.

"Interesting. It seems my younger brother is tired of living. This mere martial arts waste dares to dream of the throne?"

Just then, one of Lin Tai's aides stepped forward and whispered.

"Your Highness, there's something fishy about this."

"According to the news from the city gate captain, the seventh prince, Lin Yuan, did not accompany him, and... it is said that when the eleventh prince returned to the city, his demeanor was quite different from usual."

"Charisma? He's nothing but a good-for-nothing, just putting on airs."

Lin Tai scoffed dismissively, not taking him seriously at all.

"Does he think he can become a martial arts master just by taking a carriage ride back? That's ridiculous."

"Pass down the order: send Night Owl to deal with him."

"yes!"

The aide bowed and accepted the order, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Night Owl is a ninth-level Acquired Realm expert under the Third Prince, skilled in stealth and assassination.

It would be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut for a nut to crack.

Meanwhile, in the residence of the Ninth Prince Lin Hao, the atmosphere was much more tranquil.

Lin Hao sat in front of that unfinished game of chess, seemingly having been sitting there for several hours.

When he heard the news that Lin Hanzhou had entered the city, he simply gave a faint "hmm" without even lifting his eyelids.

"Your Highness, it seems the Third Prince has already sent Night Owl to intercept and kill the Eleventh Prince. Should we...?"

A subordinate dressed in black asked for instructions in a low voice.

"No need. Third Brother is impatient. It's good to let him go and scout the way for us."

Lin Hao looked up from the chessboard, his gentle eyes gleaming with wisdom and calculation.

"My eleventh brother always gives me a very strange feeling."

"If he is truly so vulnerable, dying at the hands of Night Owl will save us a lot of trouble."

"If he can survive Night Owl's attack, then... things will get interesting."

At this point, Lin Hao paused, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

"Summon those three Innate Elders to see me and come with me to the palace. I can't let my Third Brother beat me to it."

"Understood!"

...........

Inside the capital, the streets were deserted, and every household had its doors and windows tightly shut.

Even the usually bustling brothels and taverns were now dark and eerily silent.

Lin Hanzhou rode forward on horseback, completely unaffected by the surrounding environment.

The direction he was heading was the imperial palace, which symbolized the highest power of the Sui Dynasty.

Just as he passed through a dark alley, three gleaming throwing knives attacked from the shadows, aiming straight for Lin Hanzhou's vitals.

Seeing this, Lin Hanzhou remained calm, as if he had anticipated it.

He slightly turned his body on horseback and easily dodged one of the throwing knives.

As for the other two throwing knives, he grabbed one in each hand and held them directly in his grasp.

The owl in the shadows was stunned by what it saw.

He originally thought that Lin Hanzhou would surely die under his throwing knife, but he did not expect that the other party would catch the throwing knife so easily.

No? You call this a martial arts loser?

Before Night Owl could recover from his shock, a throwing knife was already hurtling towards him.

Hearing the whooshing sound in his ear, Night Owl's pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly dodged.

"Bang!"

The throwing knife missed its target, but eventually smashed a hole in the bluestone slab.

Night Owl stared at the hole in the bluestone slab, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Fortunately, he managed to dodge the attack thanks to his years of fighting experience; otherwise, he would have definitely died on the spot.

He realized that Lin Hanzhou in front of him was not the martial arts loser he had heard about, but a hidden master of innate skill.

The throwing knife just now had such power, it must have been enhanced by the true energy of a master of innate cultivation.

Having figured all this out, Night Owl didn't hesitate for a moment and took off running.

Just kidding. As someone who has reached the ninth level of the Acquired Realm, he is quite aware of the power of Innate Realm experts.

The opponent could kill him in a single move; staying would be suicide.

Lin Hanzhou looked in the direction Night Owl had fled and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Escape? That's certainly a good option, but can you really escape?

Immediately, Lin Hanzhou threw another throwing knife at the fleeing Night Owl.