Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 86: None of the people targeted by the Twelve Fierce Warriors have survived.

Almost simultaneously, another piece of news related to Li Fu also spread in the martial arts world, and at an even faster pace, it spread throughout the entire assassin community and the underworld.

Someone offered a reward of ten thousand taels of gold for Li Fu's head, which was already on the rise to fame!

It is unknown who wanted to kill Li Fu. As if they were filled with resentment, they increased their offer from the initial one thousand taels, two thousand taels, five thousand taels, all the way up to ten thousand taels of gold in a short period of time!

This is enough wealth to drive anyone crazy, enough to allow someone to enjoy riches and honor for ten lifetimes.

Money can tempt people, let alone desperate criminals who live on the edge of death.

In an instant, countless lurking assassins and greedy eyes turned towards the Northwest.

This bounty was even rumored to have alarmed the "Twelve Deadly Assassins," a notorious assassin organization in the martial arts world.

They openly announced that they had accepted the deal and vowed to take Li Fuxiang's head!

The moment the words "Twelve Fierce Signs" were uttered, the martial arts world was shaken.

This organization is shrouded in mystery, with only twelve members, each possessing unique skills and acting ruthlessly and unpredictably.

Those who died at their hands included bandit leaders with tens of thousands of followers, renowned righteous heroes, elders of prestigious sects, and heads of powerful families—their achievements were illustrious, and their infamy was infamous.

Many people believed that Li Fuzong possessed the ability to defeat the unheard-of Tuoba Que, and that he was capable of defeating these twelve assassins.

The elusive and unpredictable Yama, the one who seeks to claim one's life, is bound to meet a grim end!

"What a pity, what a pity. A good constable, just as he was making a name for himself in the martial arts world, his career is about to end."

"The Twelve Fierce Beasts—another one is about to die at their hands!"

"It's over, it's over. None of the people targeted by those twelve evil gods have survived."

"Li Fu is dead meat!"

Two or three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the most famous private room in Yanzhou City, Zuixianlou, was brightly lit and filled with laughter and chatter.

Led by Chen Tao, a group of constables held a banquet here under the guise of celebrating their victory, specifically to congratulate Li.

Li Fuben disliked such social engagements, but he couldn't refuse his colleagues' enthusiasm and they invited him several times. It would be impolite to refuse again, so he accepted.

To his slight surprise, several constables, including Zhou Wuheng, who had previously been somewhat distant from him or even secretly resentful, had come this time and were sitting at the lower end of the table.

Upon seeing Li Fu take his seat, Zhou Wuheng exchanged glances with the others, stood up nervously with his wine glass in hand, stammered a bit, and was extremely respectful.

"Chief Li, your humble servant Zhou Wuheng, and us—we were short-sighted before and actually harbored some resentment. We apologize to you!"

They were genuinely scared and convinced.

Dai Yue and Tianpeng, which one of them was ten times more skilled in martial arts than them? They were figures they used to look up to.

In the end, they all failed because of this young boss.

Not to mention Li Fu's keen insight in solving cases, the news of the Golden Tower and Sand Ruins had spread throughout Yanzhou, and with the case of the great thief who robbed the treasure, it seemed that no scheme or trick could escape the eyes of this man.

To oppose such a person?

Thinking about Dai Yue's fate, the group felt a chill run down their spines.

Now that we have the opportunity to express our feelings and ease tensions, we are already more than happy to have it.

After saying that, the three of them stared at Li Fu with a mixture of awe and anticipation, their hands holding the wine glasses trembling slightly.

The room fell silent for a moment as everyone watched how Li Fu would respond and whether he would spare them this time.

Li Fu's gaze swept calmly over the three men, whose apprehension and lingering fear seemed genuine.

He naturally remembered the perfunctory greeting that day, but times have changed. Now that they have been subdued and have voluntarily bowed their heads, there is no need to hold onto it anymore.

He did not immediately take the wine glass, but slowly stood up.

At this stop, Zhou Wuheng and the other two immediately bent their backs even lower.

The way to govern subordinates lies in using both kindness and severity, but not in excess.

Li Fu remained silent and composed as he accepted the toasts offered by the men and drank them calmly.

Although he didn't say anything, Zhou Wuheng and the others felt as if they had been granted a pardon, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Thank you, Chief Li. From now on, we will follow your lead without question."

Taking advantage of the situation, Li Fu raised his glass, looked around at everyone, and said loudly.

"Brothers, there's no need to bring up the past."

From now on, we will both serve in the government office, working together to ensure the peace of this region.

The atmosphere immediately became even more lively.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Some people couldn't contain their curiosity and started making a fuss.

"Li, it's said in the martial arts world that before you took office at the government office, you solved the mystery of the treasure in the Golden Tower and Sand Ruins."

What kind of demon was Tuoba Que?

I've heard it has three-foot-long fangs and practices its martial arts by sucking blood. Is that true?

"Yeah, Li, tell the brothers about it!"

We're so curious!

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, their eyes filled with curiosity and admiration.

Li Fu disliked showing off, but seeing everyone's high spirits, he didn't want to spoil the fun, so he picked out the things he could talk about and briefly recounted his experiences in the desert.

Even though he spoke calmly, only stating the facts, the bizarre and dangerous parts still made the crowd hold their breath and gasp in surprise at times.

Just as everyone was listening intently, raising their glasses in admiration, "Boss Li is truly meticulous."

crunch.

The door to the private room was gently pushed open.

A humble-looking waiter, carrying a tray with two pots of freshly warmed wine, quietly entered.

The waiter walked to the head of the table, bowed slightly, as if about to put down the wine.

Just as he raised his arm, a sudden change occurred.

A cold glint flashed beneath the tray, and a slender, poisoned short sword, swift and deadly, pierced Li Fu's unsuspecting throat like a viper's tongue.

The timing, angle, and speed of this sword strike were all superb, without any warning; it was clearly a meticulously planned fatal blow.

"grown ups!"

Everyone's expression changed.

Amidst gasps of surprise from the audience, Li Fu remained calm and composed. Without even putting down his wine cup, he swiftly extended his other hand, his fingers forming a claw, and precisely seized the assassin's wrist holding the sword.

Dragon Claw Hand!

With a snap and a twist, the assassin felt a numbness and tingling in half of his body, and his short sword almost slipped from his hand.

Before he could change his move, Li Fu flicked his wrist, and a surge of immense power erupted, delivering a powerful backhand strike to his chest and abdomen with a massive "Smashing Stele" handprint!

boom!

The assassin was struck as if by a giant hammer. He let out a muffled groan and flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall three zhang away, causing dust to fall from the beams and pillars.

He slid slowly down the wall, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. He was already seriously injured and unable to get up. The poisoned short sword in his hand clattered to the ground.

Throughout the entire process, Li Fu kept his wine glass steady as a rock, without spilling a single drop of wine.

He remained calm as he slowly drank the remaining wine in his glass, as if he had merely brushed away a fly.

The room fell silent, then erupted in even louder cheers.

"Impressive martial arts skills."

"Boss Li's martial arts skills are divine!"

A constable stepped forward, searched the assassin's clothes and found a few odds and ends. He then tore open the assassin's clothes, revealing a hideous scorpion head tattoo on his chest. Combined with the iconic poisoned short sword, the constable immediately recognized the assassin.

"It's the Two-Headed Scorpion, a notorious lone assassin in the martial arts world."