Chapter 14

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In the dilapidated dungeon of Yuzhou City, when Han Wenxin and Head Constable Qin arrived, they saw a huge gully. The Yuzhou City prison had been split into two. The long and narrow crack was stained with blood and tattered clothes.

The trees at the side were also split into two. The place was filled with desolation and had already turned into ruins.

Terrifying!

The surroundings were so dilapidated that it was as if they had gone through a huge battle!

The bodies of Yuzhou City’s Branch Master and Yuzhou City’s magistrate, Cao Anmin, might have disappeared or been buried in the ruins.

Han Wenxin and Head Constable Qin were drinking today. Furthermore, they were not in charge of guarding the dungeon. This allowed them to escape this calamity.

They never expected that the dungeon would be hacked. Even the Yuzhou City magistrate, Cao Anmin, and the Yuzhou City Lord, Liu Haoping, died without an intact corpse.

Head Constable Qin’s eyes were flickering and his face was pale. He did not know what to say and his body was trembling.

Han Xinwen’s eyes were filled with fear. He covered his mouth and took a deep breath. “The soaring sword energy hasn’t dissipated yet. It’s too terrifying.”

At this moment, the sword aura in the cracks of the dungeon had yet to completely disperse. It was still frightening and made people shudder.

“What do we do now?”

The two of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Tap, tap…

Right at this moment, a tall man in a cloak and a green mask walked over from afar, and a white falcon was standing on his arm.

“Sir!”

When they saw who it was, the two of them quickly bowed and paid their respects. They immediately felt slightly at ease.

This person was none other than Hong Yuanwu, the head constable of the Black Guard.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, the Black Guard was like a stabilizing force.

“The two of you, capture the fugitive first,” Hong Yuanwu said in a deep voice.

“Yes.”

The two of them felt as though they had been granted amnesty as they quickly left the place.

“What a formidable expert!”

Hong Yuanwu looked at the crack, his heart wavering. “There’s actually such an expert in Yuzhou City? Who is he?”

He understood better than Han Wenxin and Head Constable Qin how impressive the swordsman was. Even he had to retreat when faced with that astonishing sword aura.

“This person took action and saved Jiang Sanjia, could it be that he is also the successor of the Phantom Valley, or is there someone with ulterior motives?”

Hong Yuanwu took out a piece of white paper, threw it gently, and pointed.

Golden light flashed and a few golden characters appeared on the white paper before disappearing.

Hong Yuanwu stuffed the note into the messenger falcon’s ankle.

Flap! Flap!

The falcon flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

…

In the dense forest outside Yuzhou City.

At this moment, Jiang Sanjia revealed a look of astonishment. That sword that struck earlier was truly breathtaking.

Even he could not help but praise the swordsmanship of the person before him.

One strike!

With a single slash, he split open the dungeon and escaped with him.

“What kind of sword technique was that?”

Jiang Sanjia could not help but ask.

An Jing said indifferently, “It’s just a draw.”

That strike just now was the Sword Drawing Technique.

The so-called Sword Drawing Technique was not about unsheathing a sword. It was called the Sword Drawing Technique.

Sword Drawing Technique! A sword that shook the heavens, a sword that struck out, and a person died.

The true technique of drawing a sword was to combine the essence, energy, and spirit in one’s body. Some people had raised a sword for several years, and the sword’s momentum had already reached its peak just for the moment it was pulled out.

And at that moment, all the essence, energy, and divine of the past few years had been gathered on this sword. How could the power not be terrifying?

That was exactly what An Jing had done.

The Sword Regression Technique only had three simple moves. It looked basic, but it was the essence of the Sword Dao.

When Jiang Sanjia heard this, he could not help but feel a little strange. Was there such a sword technique in the martial world? He actually did not know that this masked black-clothed man before him was actually so powerful. Why had he not heard of his name before?

“Can you tell me where the Bodhi Bead is?”

An Jing touched the long sword on his waist.

Jiang Sanjia’s heart sank. If he told that person about the Bodhi Bead, it would be very difficult for him to recover from his injuries within a short period of time. Instantly, he felt troubled…

“You still have a long way to go in life. Don’t take shortcuts,” An Jing said softly.

“Brother Zhou, you must be joking.”

Jiang Sanjia felt a chill in his heart and immediately regained his wits. “It’s just one Bodhi Bead. If I can befriend someone like Brother Zhou who has been through thick and thin, it would be worth it even if I had ten, let alone one.”

The person in front of him was extremely evil and only cared about profit. Furthermore, his character was hard to understand. If he did not give it to him, it was very likely that he would be killed by his sword.

“This Bodhi Bead was originally obtained by Monk Hui Hai, the bishop of the Great Sun Academy. He failed to bring this Bodhi Bead with him and was ambushed by the experts of the Western Regions. This Bodhi Bead also completely disappeared. In fact, this Bodhi Bead had long been handed over to Wanderer Wudi by Monk Hui Hai. Wanderer Wudi secretly brought this Bodhi Bead to Great Yan, but he didn’t expect to encounter a killer from Fengyu Pavilion in Yuzhou City. In the end, he was killed by several Heaven-ranked killers from Fengyu Pavilion.”

“Fengyu Pavilion!?”

An Jing raised an eyebrow.

Fengyu Pavilion was also one of the most famous forces in the Great Yan martial world and was one of the five gangs. However, Fengyu Pavilion was slightly different from the other five gangs.

Fengyu Pavilion was a killer gang with a long history. It was also the only gang that had been established since the previous dynasty.

The killers in the gang were extremely powerful and had a strict system. They were spread all over the Great Yan Kingdom and some of them were even hidden in the city wells.

Some of the feuds and disputes in the martial world, as well as the occasional assassinations of officials from the Imperial Court, were all done by Fengyu Pavilion.

The fact that they dared to kill an official of the Imperial Court was enough to prove the courage and boldness of Fengyu Pavilion.

Most importantly, the success rate of Fengyu Pavilion’s assassination was extremely high. It was rare for them to fail.

When the people of the martial world heard about the people of Fengyu Pavilion, all of their expressions changed. They were afraid that one day, they would be on the dark side of Fengyu Pavilion.

Moreover, no one knew where the headquarters of Fengyu Pavilion was, not even the killers of Fengyu Pavilion themselves.

Some people said that the main altar of Fengyu Pavilion was in the vicinity of Swordmen Pass of Western Shu, while others said that the main altar of Fengyu Pavilion was not in the borders of the Country of Yan. Some people even said that the main altar of Fengyu Pavilion was in the Great Inner Imperial Palace.

In short, there were all sorts of rumors in the martial world, but no one knew where the headquarters of Fengyu Pavilion was.

All in all, the reputation of Fengyu Pavilion might not be as great as the other four gangs, but among the five biggest gangs in the Country of Yan, the most feared was this Fengyu Pavilion.

“Yes, Fengyu Pavilion.”

Jiang Sanjia nodded and continued, “When Wanderer Wudi died, his corpse sank into the Yuzhou River, so this Bodhi Bead also fell into the Yuzhou River.”

An Jing raised his eyebrows and said in an unfriendly tone, “You mean the Bodhi Bead is in Yuzhou River?”

One had to know that the Yuzhou River was extremely wide and long. The entire Yuzhou City was split into two banks by the Yuzhou River. If the Bodhi Bead was under the Yuzhou River, who could find it?

If they made a big fuss, it would inevitably attract the attention of others.

“Brother Zhou, don’t be anxious.”

Jiang Sanjia smiled faintly. “I’ve already deduced the location of this Bodhi Bead back then. It’s under the huge rock at Qing River Crossing. As long as you dive 300 feet down, you’ll see the corpse beside the huge rock. The Bodhi Bead is on Wanderer Wudi’s body.”

“Qing River Crossing?”

An Jing muttered.

Qing River Crossing was a pier formed by a branch of the Yuzhou River. It was not far from the south of the city and was quite a distance from the Ji Shi Hall.

“Good. I hope you’re a smart guy, Sanjia.”

An Jing narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Sanjia was an old schemer. The whereabouts of the Bodhi Bead might be true, but there might be other schemes hidden within. He had to be careful.

“Don’t worry, I’m telling the truth,” Jiang Sanjia said seriously.

Jiang Sanjia had divined the whereabouts of the Bodhi Bead back then, and what he said was not false. However, there were some things he did not say out loud.

There was a trace of baneful aura beside the Bodhi Bead. Just the backlash from the baneful aura was enough to reduce his lifespan by more than a year. It was obvious how powerful this baneful aura was.

However, he did not say it out loud. This was not within the scope of what he should say.

“Alright, see you again.”

An Jing patted his bottom and leaped away.

“Brother Zhou, I hope you’ll be safe.”

Jiang Sanjia looked in the direction where An Jing left and muttered in his heart.

Then, he also disappeared into the forest..