Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Jiang Fengyue didn't move an inch, not even blinking. Gou Zichang thought he was about to succeed; his punch could shatter a person's skull.

The sound of bones cracking was a "crunch".

Jiang Fengyue's skull was not broken. He gently clenched his hook-shaped fist and exerted a little internal force.

What shattered was a hook-shaped fist.

Gou Zizhang cried out in pain, clutching his hand and rolling on the ground.

His expression was terrified, and he said in a trembling voice, "Such powerful internal energy! You're not human, you're simply not human!"

Jiang Fengyue snorted coldly and said, "I am indeed not human. I am the King of Hell who has come to take you away. Now tell me where that batch of tributes is hidden."

Gou Zichang's eyes flashed with resentment as he said viciously, "If I told you, would I even be alive?"

Jiang Fengyue said coldly, "Even if you don't tell me, I can still find out."

Gou Zichang laughed loudly, "What a joke! I think you'd better just release me obediently, otherwise no one will ever find out where those tributes are."

Jiang Fengyue shook her head and said, "You're beyond saving. Fine, I'll show you just how ridiculous your supposedly proud hiding place is."

After speaking, Jiang Fengyue pressed several important acupoints on Gou Zichang's body, leaving him with only his legs to walk.

He led Gou Zichang towards the small town. As they passed through the bustling streets, the strange looks from passersby made Gou Zichang feel utterly ashamed.

Relying on the location information of the secret treasure in his mind, combined with his familiarity with the terrain he had developed over the past few days, Jiang Fengyue quickly found the right path.

After passing through the market, the road gradually became more secluded, and the mountains and fields were quiet. Gou Zichang found the road becoming more and more familiar, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension on his face.

Gou Zichang stopped in his tracks, refusing to go any further, and shouted angrily, "Where are you taking me? I'd rather die than go!"

Jiang Fengyue sneered, "You've killed so many people, paying with your life is far too lenient a punishment. Since you don't want to leave, I don't mind cutting off your legs and pushing you there."

Jiang Fengyue's sword was already drawn, and she swung it towards Gou Zichang's leg. Gou Zichang had already jumped away when he saw Jiang Fengyue draw her sword, leaving only his legs. Where Jiang Fengyue's sword energy passed, a half-meter-deep scratch was left.

Gou Zichang breathed heavily and gasped, "I'll go, I'll go, I'm willing to go anywhere."

The two continued walking, and in the remote mountains, a deserted village slowly appeared. At the entrance of the village, there was a well, but it had dried up because no one had drawn water from it for many years.

Jiang Fengyue stared at the opening of the dry well, where the secret treasure was hidden by Gou Zichang.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Gou Zichang was caught off guard and kicked by Jiang Fengyue, who was standing by the well. Jiang Fengyue was unharmed, but she lost her balance and fell into the dry well.

Gou Zichang kicked the stones at the wellhead again, trying to bury Jiang Fengyue completely.

Gou Zichang burst into laughter, saying viciously, "If you're so eager to find these tributes, then you can die down there with them in your arms."

Gou Zichang was in a great mood and hummed a little tune as he prepared to leave. He was determined to wait until Jiang Fengyue was completely dead before returning to retrieve the tribute.

He had only taken a few steps when he sensed a chilling aura behind him. He turned around and saw Jiang Fengyue standing behind him, holding a large burlap sack containing a priceless treasure from beyond the Great Wall.

Jiang Fengyue concentrated her inner strength in her leg and kicked out. No matter what, Gou Zichang couldn't dodge the kick. He was kicked several meters away and kept spitting out blood.

Despite still coughing up blood, Gou Zichang stammered, "You... how are you still alive? You're not human, you're a monster!"

A dry well was no match for Jiang Fengyue. After finding the treasure at the bottom of the well, he grabbed the well wall and jumped up in a few moments.

Gou Zichang's kick to Jiang Fengyue had no effect, but Jiang Fengyue's kick nearly killed Gou Zichang, leaving him unable to get up and walk.

Jiang Fengyue searched around the deserted village and happened to see a very old cart. He put the hook and the secret treasure on it and pushed it back the way it came.

Back in town, Jiang Fengyue found some beggars and gave them some loose change.

Jiang Fengyue laughed and said, "If you often walk around town these days and see an old man with his ears wrapped in silver and a bald head, whoever is the first to tell me his location will be rewarded with ten taels of silver."

These beggars were all under the command of a local branch of the Beggars' Gang. The leader of the beggars flattered him, saying, "Thank you, sir. If we have any news about this person, we will inform you immediately."

Jiang Fengyue waved his hand, and the beggars scattered, most of them using the silver they had just received to buy wine.

Back at the inn, Jiang Fengyue instructed the waiter to carry Gou Zichang to his room. After closing the door, he tied Gou Zichang up.

Gou Zichang was silenced by acupressure and could not make a sound. He could only stare fiercely at Jiang Fengyue with his eyes.

Jiang Fengyue sneered, "Don't worry, you won't die for now. If I were to give you a quick death with one sword, I'm afraid those who died by your hand wouldn't be able to rest in peace."

Three days later, the person Jiang Fengyue was waiting for arrived. A little beggar informed him, and after giving him the reward money, Jiang Fengyue immediately set off.

At the market on the west side of the town, I met Ying Wanli, who was passing through the town.

Jiang Fengyue was pulling a cart, and a black cloth completely covered the contents of the cart.

Ying Wanli was surprised to encounter Jiang Fengyue in such a place and exclaimed, "Young Master Jiang, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "Why don't you tell me your purpose for coming here, senior?"

Ying Wanli sighed, "I passed by here in order to track down a bandit who was said to be heading to a 'money pit' at sea."

Jiang Fengyue asked, "Is it that bandit who stole the tribute goods from beyond the Great Wall that were intended for the imperial court?"

Ying Wanli asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "I've been waiting here for you, senior, just to give you a surprise."

Jiang Fengyue lifted the black cloth on the cart, revealing a long rope tied into a braid and a treasure packaged in a large hemp sack.

Ying Wanli looked at Gou Zichang and asked in confusion, "Who is this person?"

Jiang Fengyue said, "This person is the bandit that you have been tracking all the way. The burlap sack contains the stolen tribute."

Jiang Fengyue lightly tapped her finger, releasing Gou Zichang's speech acupoint. Gou Zichang immediately cursed, "You damned bastard! You're clearly not a government official. Aren't you afraid of being scorned by the martial arts world for colluding with them?"

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "That's your Jianghu, a Jianghu of petty theft, murder, and arson. But in my Jianghu, people only ever do one thing: uphold justice and hate evil."

Upon hearing Gou Zichang's voice, Ying Wanli confirmed that the robber was indeed this person and exclaimed excitedly, "I was just worried about not being able to find this person. Young Master Jiang has truly come to my rescue."

Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you with the silver notes, senior. I'm doing you this small favor to repay your kindness back then. You can take the people and the stolen goods back to report now."