The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

This was his lifelong wish.

Why should underground rivers be hidden in the shadows?

They have hidden resources; they have money and manpower.

They can assassinate anyone in the world, even the emperor.

Why should I be relegated to being a rat in the shadows?

Originally, everything was normal.

But then, a carefree immortal appeared.

If it were just a carefree immortal, that would be fine, but even his disciples are unexpected.

Su Muyu stood expressionlessly in the darkness, watching the patriarch intently studying a file.

He originally disagreed with the patriarch's actions, but unfortunately, his will could not influence the patriarch.

"Muyu, what do you think?"

Su Muyu composed herself and said in a deep voice, "In fact, we are not without a chance of victory in this operation."

Although I admit that the Immortal Xiaoyao's ability to train his disciples was somewhat too overpowered.

But upon closer reflection, it seems perfectly reasonable.

In just a few months, the strength of Lei Wujie and his juniors has more than doubled.

According to our intelligence, when Lei Wujie first entered the martial arts world, he wasn't even at the Vajra Mortal Realm.

But now he can rival Su Changli.

Furthermore, I think we should re-evaluate the Lei family's fire-burning technique.

However, these juniors are not a threat, as we have now completed the news blockade against Snowmoon City.

"As long as the plan against Lei Family Fortress succeeds without that carefree immortal interfering, then our operation will be considered a success."

Su Changhe snorted coldly and slapped the file containing information about Zhou Zhenhuan's disciples to pieces.

"If the Lei family members can all unleash the fire-burning technique for such a long time, this battle will probably not be so easy."

Looking at the patriarch whose wounds had been aggravated by his anger, Su Muyu suddenly had a strange feeling.

The patriarch was frightened.

He pondered for a moment and said, "The main force on Lei Family Fort is the Tang Clan, isn't it? If the Tang Clan's patriarch personally takes action, they might not be without a chance of winning."

Furthermore, those two princes should be even more anxious than we are now.”

"You're right, but it's time to replace the people who gather intelligence."

"Whether it's intelligence about the Lei family or intelligence circulating in the martial arts world, it's all far too outdated!"

Su Muyu's eyes flickered, but she did not raise any objections.

He really wanted to say that it wasn't that the information was outdated, but that those people were progressing too fast.

The disciples of the Immortal of Freedom need no further explanation.

But Lei Yunhe's arm grew back and he returned to the Lei family, which was an unexpected turn of events.

And then there's Lei Hong, who, upon learning of the marriage between Xueyue Sword Immortal and Dao Sword Immortal, broke free from his inner shackles and entered the realm of sword immortals.

These were things that would have been almost impossible before they took action.

But now it has happened.

If you look closely, you'll find that almost all of these people have had direct or indirect contact with that carefree immortal.

Yes, that person did say they wouldn't make a move.

If all these people's progress is due to that person, then there seems to be no difference.

Su Muyu shrank further into the darkness, but secretly made a decision in her heart.

The underground river must not be allowed to perish in the hands of this patriarch.

Dark River's desire to flood the entire martial arts world with its tides, and its cooperation with the prince, was a mistake from the start.

Because the princes never belonged to the martial world; they belonged to the imperial court.

The high halls of power and the distant realms of the common people are two separate paths.

They can only serve as tools in the imperial court, to be discarded after use.

This is not a wise choice.

"Those guys from Dark River are really useless."

They made all sorts of extravagant claims before, like they could even succeed in assassinating the White King.

Now, things have turned out badly. Xiao Chuhe only has two inexperienced newcomers, Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie, by his side, and yet he still failed.

Not even a hair on Xiao Chuhe's head was harmed.

It's just garbage!"

The latest news completely ruined Crimson King Xiao Yu's good mood, which was due to the new medicine.

Yes, he did say before that he couldn't take Xiao Chuhe's life.

But when you're in the world of martial arts, the worst thing is always the unexpected.

What if Xiao Chuhe accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to his death? What if he choked to death while eating or drinking?

What if the assassin, in a moment of despair, poisons him to death?

These things could all happen, and they have absolutely nothing to do with him, the Red King.

If it were an accident, could the carefree immortal possibly kill him?

Since the Immortal of Freedom tacitly approved of their travels in the martial world, it means that he had already tacitly approved of the occurrence of certain events.

Some things just can't be done openly.

But who would have thought that the people of the Dark River were so useless?

"Your Highness, should we inform the people of Nanjue?"

Xiao Yu had vented his anger, but he had calmed down by now.

"No, we should avoid using the people from the South Judgment if possible. They have too much leverage, which is not a good thing."

Go find the Mad Doctor and the Ghost Doctor, and ask them to come up with a solution.

Remember, whatever happens to Xiao Chuhe has nothing to do with us.

"Yes, I understand."

Xiao Yu leaned back in his chair, his gaze dark and gloomy.

"White King, White King, you spearheaded this plan. I'm curious to know how you feel now."

The White King was in a good mood at this moment.

He was preparing to depart for Wushuang City.

For him, the plan had already been set up, and how far it went was not of much concern to him.

Even if Tang Sect and Dark River lose completely, so what?

The forces behind him were not significantly damaged.

This time, the Tang Clan was merely a tool.

He offered the Tang Clan a possibility; the Tang Clan had its own demands, nothing more.

"What's going on in Snowmoon City?"

"Your Highness, there has been no action yet."

The people of the Dark River have blocked Snowmoon City's communication channels; they've done this very shrewdly.

The White King chuckled lightly: "After all, they are a group of people who live in the shadows and cannot see the light of day."

Let's set off; the rights and wrongs here are none of our business.

After all, we'll be guests in Wushuang City at that time.

Zang Ming was completely convinced: "Your Highness is wise."

Chapter 128 On the road

The autumn wind carried a sense of desolation, blowing down a few leaves.

Zhou Zhenhuan reached out and took a leaf, then let it fall to the ground.

There weren't many fallen leaves in the courtyard because servants would sweep it up daily.

The prefectural government's courtyard was neither elegant nor even luxurious.

But Zhou actually found his stay here quite comfortable.

The prefect has been extremely attentive lately.

He didn't know anything about immortals, but he regarded Zhou Zhenhuan as a living bodhisattva.

Because if this person hadn't been there, General Ye's daughter would probably have lost her life.

It's easy to imagine that he, the prefect, would probably lose his life.

Although Zhou Zhen said many times that Ye Ruoyi was not saved by him, it didn't seem to have much effect.

After all, both the swordsman who brought Miss Ye here and Miss Ye herself were extremely respectful to this person.

Hua Jin held a chicken leg in her hand, gnawing on it as she approached Zhou Zhenhuan. She stood in front of him, mimicking his movements for a long time before shaking her head in boredom.

"I thought you were watching ants climbing a tree."

Zhou Zhenhuan: ?

"Do you think I'm such a free person?"

"Of course, I've never seen anyone as idle as you in my entire life."

"You've saved this person, when are you going to save your other apprentice?"

Zhou found it rather amusing: "I'm not in a hurry, why are you?"

Hua Jin was naturally unconvinced: "Who said I was impatient? You're being rather irresponsible as someone's master."

"I'm just worried that if something happens to your apprentice, what will you do if you can't think straight?"

Zhou really felt it was a pity; she was such a nice girl, all that talent was wasted.

They chatter and make a lot of noise every day.

I suddenly feel a bit sorry for the Medicine King. I wonder how he's managed to endure all these years.

"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of look is that? You're actually looking down on me? Even my master has never looked down on me."

"I was wrong."

Zhou Zhenhuan's attitude in admitting his mistake was very good and decisive.

This makes it sound like it's not very sincere.

Fortunately, Dr. Hua Jin was a good person and didn't hold it against him.

How long do you plan to stay here?

Zhou Zhen put his hands behind his back and nodded: "It really is time to go."

The outcome of the matter is basically already determined.

Hua Jin didn't understand, so she simply didn't ask.

Ye Ruoyi is still somewhat weak, but she is no longer in serious condition.

She still finds Hua Jin's medical skills too mystical.

Of course, there's also that senior colleague.

This was, in fact, their first meeting.