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

Lan Yuehou took out a portrait and showed it to the innkeeper, who examined it for a long time.

"I feel like I've seen it before, but I also feel like I've never seen it before."

Lan Yuehou's face, already covered in dust and grime, darkened even further.

He took out a silver ingot and slapped it in front of the shopkeeper, who then nodded repeatedly with a beaming smile: "I've seen it before, I've seen it before."

Ha, they're a bunch of poor bastards. They originally wanted to have a meal at our inn, but they thought it was too expensive, so they went to the one in the east of the city.

What happened? That inn was robbed; the entire innkeeper was killed.

I guess the person you're looking for is no longer here.

Those pirates at sea aren't so easy to talk to.

Lan Yuehou's heart sank.

Chapter 170 Peerless Sword Immortal

The bandits couldn't kill those guys.

Therefore, it is very likely that...

Although Marquis Lanyue was born into an imperial family, he had no interest in the throne and did not want to get involved in these messy matters, but that did not mean he was ignorant of them.

He was somewhat aware of the things the princes did behind the scenes in the imperial court to vie for the position of crown prince.

Although Xiao Chuhe was banished to a remote place, there were always people who regarded him as a thorn in their side.

"Am I too late?"

No, no, Chu He is now Xiaoyao Xian's disciple, who would dare to defy the world?

Perhaps they killed the people who came to kill them.

Lan Yuehou's mind raced, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the red-clad boy beside Xiao Chuhe and the young lady of Snow Moon City had already demonstrated their formidable strength in the battle at Lei Family Fortress.

Those princes couldn't possibly send sword immortals or the like to kill them.

Ordinary assassins would certainly be no match for them.

Lan Yuehou felt somewhat relieved and let out a soft sigh.

Within the Peerless City, a scorching sword aura pierced through the heavens.

"Great Ming Vermilion Bird! Rise!"

Compared to before, Wushuang has grown quite a bit taller, and her face has lost some of its childishness and gained a more mature look.

His gaze was intense as he stared intently at the last sword in the sword case, the Great Ming Vermilion Bird.

His internal energy surged wildly, and his sword intent erupted.

The Great Ming Vermilion Bird trembled for a moment, seemingly somewhat unwilling, but eventually slid out of the sword box inch by inch.

In the past, Wushuang would have been overjoyed.

But today, he felt completely at peace.

He had experienced this phenomenon many times before. In the past, he would only draw half of it out before the Great Ming Vermilion Bird would fall back into the sword box.

But today, Wushuang has a feeling that the day is the day to draw out the Vermilion Bird of the Great Ming Dynasty.

His internal energy poured out like flowing water, and soon he felt that all his internal energy had been dissipated.

But the Great Ming Vermilion Bird still lacks a sword tip.

Wushuang's teeth were almost ground to powder, yet he continued to communicate with the Great Ming Vermilion Bird using his sword intent.

"Rise! Today, I, Wushuang, will break through to the realm of Sword Immortal! Rise!"

With a roar, Wushuang's heart was resolute, and he pressed forward without hesitation.

The sharp sword intent finally seemed to pierce through some kind of barrier, and with a whoosh, something inside seemed to shatter.

Li~~~~~~

A clear phoenix cry resounded throughout the entire Peerless City.

In the twenty-seventh year of Emperor Mingde's reign, the city lord of Wushuang City entered the realm of sword immortals and was known as the Peerless Sword Immortal!

Upon learning this news, Bai Xiaosheng, the scholar of Bai Xiaotang, looked at the list that had just been compiled and helplessly tore it up again.

We have to rearrange it all again.

This world is changing far too fast.

The White King has been living a very comfortable life recently. He has already reached the top level of the Nine Revolutions of the Rock Technique, and his aura is becoming more and more stable every day.

"Your Highness, Marquis Lanyue left Tianqi and first went to Lei Family Fortress, and then headed towards Dongsang."

If my guess is correct, they should be chasing after the Prince of Yong'an.

Your Highness, it is not that I am speaking out of turn.

If the Prince of Yong'an is indeed brought back by the Marquis of Lanyue, what should be done?

The White King touched his eyes and then slowly lowered his hand.

"So what if he comes back?"

Now, most of the officials in the court are on my side.

Even if he comes back, what can he change?

How many of the former subordinates of the Prince of Langya are still around these days? And how much influence do they still wield?

With Snowmoon City?

Don't forget, Snow Moon City is just a Jianghu (martial arts world) force; it has no place in the imperial court.

Furthermore, we now have the support of Wushuang City in the martial arts world.

Now that the city lord of Wushuang City has reached the realm of sword immortal, it seems that the strength behind us is not weak.

I should really thank Lone Sword Immortal.

My dear younger brother made a good move.

If he hadn't driven Lone Sword Immortal mad, he would have been a real problem.

Now that the Crimson King has cut off his own arm and been reprimanded by his father, some of those who used to support him have secretly joined his ranks.

If Chu He doesn't come back, fine. But if he does, I'll have a fair and square competition with him.

As long as we use fair and aboveboard methods, even that person from Qingcheng Mountain won't interfere.

So the odds are still in my favor.

What has the Red King been doing lately?

"Your Highness, the Red King has not done anything recently. His Majesty ordered him to reflect on his actions, but he is actually quite disappointed."

Meanwhile, the Red King has been staying obediently in his palace and has not gone out at all.

"Does this mean the Red King has already given up?"

A glint of light flashed in the White King's eyes, and he shook his head firmly: "Impossible. Don't underestimate the Crimson King. Even if the Lone Sword Immortal no longer supports him, he won't give up."

Instead, they are like venomous snakes in the grass, waiting for an opportunity to pounce and bite you when you relax, delivering a fatal blow.

Something unusual is definitely amiss. Send more men and keep a close eye on him.

"Yes, Your Highness, I know what to do."

"Wait a moment, in my name, I invite General Ye Xiaoying to a banquet. I would be honored to have the honor of your presence."

King Bai understood one thing very well: military power was the most crucial factor in determining success or failure.

Even if all the court officials were on his side, what could they do?

Don't you see how his father ascended to that position?

Military power was his next target.

Bai Wang felt that persuading Ye Xiaoying was not a particularly difficult task.

He still has some trump cards up his sleeve.

The Red King has been living a miserable life lately, being confined to his mansion and not allowed to step out of the house.

If he weren't the emperor's own son, he might already be imprisoned or beheaded.

"Your Highness, what's the rush? Even though you're enjoying yourself in this mansion, you haven't neglected any of your duties."

Does Your Highness not trust Bai Yujing?

A scantily clad beauty, as slippery as a snake, snuggled into his arms and fed him a grape mouth-to-mouth.

The Red King was somewhat agitated, and inevitably kneaded and squeezed the other person's lips too hard, even biting them until they bled.

But the beauty remained all smiles, even sticking out her tongue to lick the blood off her lips, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

"Hmph, I always hear you talk about how amazing Bai Yujing is, but so far, he hasn't accomplished a single thing."

How can I trust you?

"Hehe, then who can Your Highness trust now?"

Our goals are the same as the prince's; we both strive for the sake of this world.

"As long as Your Highness does not break our agreement, you can rest assured that this world will eventually belong to you."

The Red King's mood improved, and he pulled her down onto the table.

"Then tell me, what are you going to do next?"

"It's very simple, Your Highness. As long as we create chaos in the world, our opportunity will come."

"Oh? It's getting chaotic? How chaotic?"

"Once some people die, the world will naturally descend into chaos."

The Crimson King frowned: "You intend to commit regicide?"

"What? Is Your Highness reluctant to part with it?"

The Red King's initial enthusiasm instantly subsided like a receding tide.

"Reluctant to part with it? What is there for me to be reluctant to part with? But if I want to conquer the world, I cannot bear the crime of regicide."

"Your Highness, rest assured, we understand this principle. However, even if we don't kill the emperor, but someone else dies, it can still throw the world into chaos."

You just need to wait patiently.

(That's all for tonight. Don't stay up late, go to bed early, and catch up during the day.)

Chapter 171 It's Bad to Lie

The Mu family of Qingzhou truly lives up to its reputation as a wealthy and powerful family.

Even though they were going out to sea, the cedar longship carried a large number of people with it.

Maids, servants, guards, and sailors came and went in droves.

Boxes of durable food were loaded onto the ship, along with some fresh water.

Zhou really found the preparations for going to sea very interesting, and he watched with great interest as these people made their preparations.

Mu Chunfeng had been keeping an eye on these "swindlers," but their actions struck him as quite strange.

There is no doubt that these people's names are fake.

While those who hide their names are not necessarily scammers, it seems quite normal to use aliases when traveling the world.

But once he got on his ship, they treated him like a fool, which made Mu Chunfeng very uncomfortable.

Therefore, they are categorized as first-rate swindlers.

These people were all very well-behaved, staying quietly in the cabin without wandering around, and showing no interest in anything valuable.

This shows that these people are not after money.