Origin Paradise!

“But that old man has been ordered to go to the capital to find the old monk Kuchan,” the page said anxiously. “If he doesn’t come back, his status as the second son of the legitimate wife will become a huge problem.”

"The Xie family has its own plans. We just need to focus on killing my cheap older brother. This is a golden opportunity, and we won't get another chance."

Xie Wendao smiled kindly. Based on the clues currently being deduced, it is estimated that the elders in charge of the Xie family have already reached a cooperation agreement with the Sun Moon Demonic Sect.

Soon, bandits will besiege the city, the leader of the Demonic Sect will confront the Prince of Yong, and if Xiao Qingzhi and the old monk Kuchan in the capital make their move, Yangzhou will be destroyed. It is only two hundred miles to Jiankang. At that time, the Southern Liang will be in turmoil, and the Northern Wei will not remain indifferent either.

"This junior nephew greets Your Excellency the Governor," Xie said, bowing.

The Grand Canal Transport Commissioner dusted off his robes and said coldly, "Hmph, the Xie family certainly has high standards. Where is Xie Dalang?"

"My elder brother is seriously ill and asked me to come and welcome the Governor-General and His Highness Prince Yong." Xie Wendao deliberately looked around, puzzled, and asked, "Why don't I see the Prince?"

"Xie Erlang, let's not worry about the Prince for now." The Salt Commissioner helped the civil official who had fallen into the water out of the water and said seriously, "The Yangzhou Prefectural Magistrate, the Left and Right Councilors of Yangzhou, together with the Prefect and others, colluded with Guo Huan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, to embezzle nine million shi of grain and money, and also colluded with bandits to kill those who knew about it. We have already reported this matter to His Majesty. Let's all go to the yamen and wait for Yun Diao's decree."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present was shocked, especially the Yangzhou Provincial Governor, whose face turned as pale as paper.

Now that imperial power is at its peak, the three powerful figures—Xiao Qingzhi, Prince Yong, and the old monk Kuchan—are so oppressive that many aristocratic families can hardly breathe. Before the struggle over salt and iron has even begun, the first wave of purges has already started.

Xie Wen glanced at the page and forced a smile, saying, "Then I shall respectfully comply."

……

Yangzhou, Rouge Lane.

One hundred skeletal dragon riders guarded their left and right sides, while Jiang He and Wu He rode side by side on horseback.

"Boss, the Yu family is Xie's money bag. For decades, they have not only controlled the local canal transport and salt industry, but their escort agencies and trade routes have spread throughout the ten prefectures of Jiangnan. Their Huayuelou, the canal gang and the salt gang are all first-class sects under the ten major sects."

After Wuhe finished speaking, he secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. The three first-class sects were merely vassals of the Xie family. Pei Yuye divided the world's aristocratic families into four categories: A, B, C, and D. Among them, only the Wang and Xie families were in the first category, which was of the highest quality.

Jiang He said calmly, "They've overstepped their bounds; it's not just a simple subordinate relationship."

"The eldest son is wise. The old lady of the Xie family was born into the Yu family and is Xie An'nan's birth mother, so she is also the mother of the chief minister. She usually lives in the Yu mansion, and the relationship between the two families is extraordinary. The eldest son's family is in charge now. They have two sons and five daughters and are very prosperous. The eldest daughter is betrothed to Xie Dalang, and the second daughter is Sheng Gui's wife."

Wuhe stopped speaking. Rouge Lane had become extremely quiet. The noise from the distant streets sounded like a dream. The sky was dark, and the lights on the walls of the lane flickered.

On the alley wall, a gaunt woman was patiently cutting out paper figures. The cloak she wore had the distinct style of a demonic cult elder.

At the end of the alley, an angry-looking monk walked barefoot, turning the relic beads in his hands and chanting incantations. His blood and energy were at their peak, and wisps of white smoke swirled around him.

The lamplight fell to the ground, and the firelight materialized into an ugly old man. His spine radiated heat, and his body was charred black, as if he would crumble at the slightest touch.

At the alley entrance, the young man in the wolf-fur coat had a dignified appearance. His hands dripped with dark liquid, which was extremely heavy and smashed into the bluestone, leaving deep pits the size of a thumb.

At this moment, the atmosphere in Rouge Lane was heavy. Four top-notch martial arts masters, all of whom were fourth-level sub-heroes, seized the opportunity to surround and kill, sealing off the front, back, left, and right sides.

"Amitabha." The angry monk said in a low voice, "The prince killed my junior brother, the Five Treasures Monk, and I have come here today to seek your guidance."

The young man in the wolf-fur coat laughed and said, "Your Highness was invincible on the battlefield of Qingzhou. I wonder how many wounds the Prince of Changling suffered. I am a member of the Emperor's Wolf Guard. If I were to avenge him, I would be of great merit."

The ugly old man said in a hoarse voice, "The Sun Moon Cult, the Torchbearer."

"The sect leader originally intended to stall the prince, but upon arriving, he discovered that Yangzhou is unparalleled in its prosperity." The gaunt woman rose and coldly ordered, "Make your move!"

Jiang He calmly snapped his fingers, and the Gate of Domains brought Wu He and the others into the Blessed Land of Gluttony.

"As a last message, you guys are really noisy."

Chapter 570 Nine-tailed Fox

Before the gaunt woman, a piece of paper fell to the wall. The patterns written in golden blood on it emitted light. The demonic sect had obtained someone's blood from the battle of Dengfeng City, and now the curse was activated.

—Derivative Secret Technique: Soul Hook.

"He can't move!" the gaunt woman cried out.

boom!

The angry monk strode forward, his heavy body causing the alley to tremble and shake. Lotus flowers bloomed beneath his feet, propelling him to his peak speed. He unleashed a punch, the Buddhist light surging, the phantoms of dragons and elephants swirling around his fist, its power astonishing.

—Derivative Secret Technique: Dragon Elephant Collapse.

call!

Jiang He stood still, looked up, and threw a punch with his backhand. The two heavenly dragons on his arm seemed to come alive. After the ranking was determined, the soul-snatching paper figure on the ground spontaneously combusted without wind.

They faced off fist to fist.

Click!

The Buddha's light dimmed, and Jiang He shattered the enemy's fist.

The angry monk roared, but before he could retaliate, Jiang He had already kicked him in the chest, shattering his bones. The dragon and elephant phantoms dissipated, and the monk staggered back a hundred paces, crashing into the wall at the end of the street, causing the wealthy family's ancestral hall to collapse.

The gaunt woman stared blankly at the soul-summoning paper, then suddenly spread her arms wide. From beneath her robes, thousands of paper figures flew out and landed, each resembling a real person and possessing the combat strength of a normal armored warrior.

Deng Deng Deng!

In an instant, the alley became extremely crowded.

Just as the paper-figure warriors were besieging the city, the young man in the wolf-fur coat stretched out his hands, and two ink dragons sculpted from heavy water flew out, each tens of meters long. When they collided, it was like a siege of a city.

call!

Jiang He activated the Celestial Hunter skill, and a black blade appeared in his hand.

With a single slash, three thousand blade lights burst forth, black arcs swirling wildly, and a massive blade aura torn up from the ground, like an indestructible giant millstone. Thousands of paper figures were torn to shreds, and the Heavy Water Ink Dragon, once struck, could not be shaken and was completely obliterated in the blink of an eye.

The walls on both sides of Rouge Alley shattered, and amidst screams, a pile of paper burned, and the ugly old man instantly appeared in front of Jiang He. He pressed his palm against the enemy's chest, and flames exploded.

—Derivative Secret Technique: Bone Burning Hand.

The Burning Fire lineage of the Sun Moon Demonic Sect has been known since ancient times for its powerful and destructive flames. In the early years of the previous dynasty, it was a first-rate sect, but its act of burning down the city made it feared by all parties and turned it into a pariah.

In the blink of an eye, the expected screams did not occur.

The ugly old man stiffly looked up and saw a pair of eyes that chilled him to the bone.

The fire attack was resisted by the immortal-level fire immunity of the All-Seeing Demon Eye. Jiang He clasped his hands together and slammed them down fiercely.

Boom!

Violent ripples emanated from the area.

The gaunt woman and the young man in the wolf-fur coat both couldn't help but take a half step back.

The combined force of the two Heavenly Dragons slammed into the ground, embedding the ugly old man firmly in it. Blood and rotten flesh rapidly oozed from his eye sockets and wounds. Then, his body exploded with a deafening roar, the ground trembled violently, and the powerful energy swept outwards, causing the entire Rouge Lane to sink three inches.

In the ruins of the ancestral hall.

The angry monk, who had lost his right hand, pushed himself up and said heavily, "Gentlemen, do you want to compete with the one who chased Yuan Changling in terms of escape speed? Don't be delusional. It's just a fight to the death."

The gaunt woman took a deep look at the dead Elder Burning Fire. In the leader's eyes, they had come to test the strength of Prince Yong. Now that an elder had died in battle, she could go back and report.

"Your Highness, as long as you promise not to hunt us down, you can deal with this bald monk at your own pace."

The young man in the wolf-fur coat slowly retreated. "Your Highness is in the prime of life. I have offended you greatly. Please forgive me."

There are nine terrestrial immortals in the world, and nine of them are already on the list. Prince Yong is not a terrestrial immortal, yet he actually fought and killed Yuan Changling. Before this, no one believed that Prince Yong could be unharmed, and it would be perfectly normal for him to be on the verge of death, but the facts are right in front of us.

"offend?"

Jiang He scoffed, "You're not worthy."

The next moment, the newly acquired Divine Transformation was activated.

The black mud covered Jiang He, like a dark ghost, and the blood essence of the ugly old man on the ground seeped into the darkness in strands.

The angry monk roared and threw out the string of relics in his hand. After being refined by a great secret technique, each relic was as heavy as a house. When thrown now, it was extremely powerful.

The young man in the wolf-fur coat gritted his teeth as four heavy ink dragons surged forth, while the gaunt woman's face was contorted with rage as countless sharp paper kites shot out from between her hands.

Relics, black dragons, and paper kites all attacked.

Jiang He pointed out, reversing the devouring force. An invisible shock swept in all directions, crushing the ground and rubble into dust, scattering kites, shattering the black dragon, and sending relics flying out at an even faster speed, smashing and trampling numerous houses.

The impact was like a tsunami, leveling the ground within a radius of several hundred meters. The emaciated woman, whose body was the most vulnerable, died on the spot, and traces of her blood essence gathered towards someone.

Jiang He raised his hands, unleashing a burst of devouring power, and the angry-looking monk and the wolf-fur-clad youth who were located at the edge of the flat ground suddenly flew over.

Boom boom!

The moment Jiang He touched the heads, his hands tore at them like a ferocious beast, and the two heads vanished instantly, turning into fragments scattered throughout the Gluttony Paradise.

The four sub-heroes provided a considerable amount of blood essence, especially the wrathful monk who focused on physical strength.

[Note: Your energy nature, Sinful Venom, has been upgraded to Sub-Legendary level, awakening the ultimate ability, Most Venomous Evil, granting you 150% additional soul damage.]

The bodies of the angry monk and the wolf-fur-clad youth in Jiang He's hands disappeared, completely engulfed and refined by the black light.

[Note: Your passive skill, Straight Kick, has been upgraded to Immortal LV1, awakening your ultimate ability, Meteor Strike, granting you an additional 75% flesh damage.]

One hundred and eight relic beads flew over. When these were gathered together, they became an immortal-level item. Jiang He fed them to the Long-Hate Dragon Spear.

[Hint: Your signature weapon has been upgraded to a medium-sized artificial island, making heavy lifting effortless]

"Two more items are needed..."

"Ok?"

Jiang He suddenly turned his head, but there was nothing a few hundred meters away. He decisively activated the All-Seeing Demon Eye, and a figure appeared out of thin air. Nine furry tails were shaking violently. The person was sitting in a wheelchair, pushing the wheels hard with both hands, and turned around and ran away.

boom!

The devouring force exploded, and the figure struggled desperately but was rapidly retreating. She simply turned around and thrust out a sword, speaking a warning:

"Look at the sword!"

Tens of thousands of silver ingots shot out in all directions, all of which transformed into true essence, causing the sword light to take on the phantom image of a celestial wolf, moving as fast as a shooting star.

The sword, costing 100,000 taels of silver—a symbol of wealth—could split the ground a hundred meters high. The person, though merely a sub-hero, delivered a dazzling sword light of heroic caliber.

Unfortunately, the fake was too slow. Jiang He didn't bother to defend himself. He flashed behind the fake, grabbed a white fox tail, and lifted it up.

"If I remember correctly, you should also be an elder of the Demonic Sect, Lemon Lady."

Si Ning replied with an awkward laugh, "We're just colleagues, it's not like I'd be implicated when they're executing my entire family."

Jiang He's eyes turned cold. "I was just joking with you."

Si Ning gritted her teeth, her nine white tails swaying up and down. She said with slight annoyance, "You're fighting in front of my house. Come out and see if there's a problem."

"Yu Shi".

"The Fifth Miss Yu".

Jiang He released his grip, canceling the Divine Transformation.

Si Ning landed and sat back in her wheelchair. Her figure was still as slender as before. She picked up her tail and wiped the dust off her face, revealing her beautiful and refined face.

Jiang He looked him up and down.

"Who are you cosplaying as?"

"His leg was just broken."

"Where did the nine tails come from?"

"The sacred beast of this world - the nine-tailed fox."

"What are you doing at the Yu family's place?"

Si Ning turned her wheelchair around, took out a handkerchief to cover her face, and said with a reserved and delicate manner, "Your Highness, please have some self-respect."

Jiang He took out the Long-Hate Dragon Spear. If the assassination was planned by the other party, he wouldn't care about turning against them.

Si Ning rolled her eyes, turned her wheelchair around, and continued forward, teasingly saying, "What do you know, you robot? I joined the Demonic Sect as the fifth young lady of the Yu family. By day, I'm a lady of high society; by night, I'm the leader of the Demonic Sect. I only sleep two hours a day, enduring the exclusion from my sisters and stepmother, and scheming against each other every day, all so that one day I can become the sect leader. When the Dragon King returns, hahahahaha..."

Si Ning smiled foolishly, lost in her fantasy.

Jiang He: “…”

That was truly enduring humiliation and bearing a heavy burden.

Chapter 571 Sub-Legendary Dragon Lance

Rouge Lane was razed to the ground.

For some reason, the Yangzhou guards, who should have arrived as soon as possible, were nowhere to be seen.

With all the houses and windows closed, Jiang He pushed Si Ning in her wheelchair to the Fish House in Qingshui Lane. Wu He and the others had already returned from the Gluttony Paradise.

"Boss, isn't the name 'Clear Water Lane' a bit too arrogant?"