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The capital of the Great Yue State, also known as the Gesun Mountain, was named after the founding of the Great Qin Empire. It was known as the number one city in the world ever since the Ancestor began.

At this moment, it was already nightfall. The deep darkness of the night was sprinkling the rain, neither slow nor slow, as it pressed down upon the land. It was the reason why the Chu Clan, which should have been bustling all night, had somewhat restrained themselves tonight.

At this moment, the green stone street, which should have been filled with noisy crowds, did indeed have less of the bustle of the past compared to the past. It was much emptier and quieter.

As the rain turned into a curtain of rain, the momentum became even more intense. The only people left on the street also disappeared without a trace in the sudden storm.

After passing through the veil of rain, he looked into the palace that stood in the depths of the city. At this moment, a few black robed men came out from a certain palace and entered the rain, disappearing in the blink of an eye into the depths of the city.

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Zhou Peng narrowed his eyes and puffed out his belly. He stood under the black oil umbrella. Placing his hands behind his back, the pair of eyes, which were notorious for being sinister and sinister, looked towards a small courtyard that was about a hundred feet away from him.

The small courtyard was unremarkable, and the people inside should not have entered Zhou Peng's eyes. At least, when Zhou Peng had plowed through this fishing alley many times, he had never noticed this small courtyard.

It just so happened that this unassuming little courtyard was located in the Great Yue State tonight. Perhaps it was about to become the focal point of the various powers.

"Are you sure that the person in the courtyard is Autumn Tin Water?" Zhou Peng shifted his gaze towards the youth holding the umbrella behind him. The young man was not very old, probably around 17 or 18 years old. Under the rain, it was hard to see the young man's face, but he looked like a handsome young man.

"Is the overseer questioning the ability of our Southern Courtyard?" Du Qingyan slightly bowed, showing his respect for the Supervisor. However, his words did not make anyone feel the respect he should have for the Supervisor. As the youngest of the two envoys in the Southern Courtyard and also representing the Southern Courtyard in tonight's matters, Du Qingyan had the qualifications to be so sure of Zhou Peng's attitude.

Zhou Peng stared deeply at Du Qingyan. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he clearly didn't like the attitude of this youth holding up the umbrella. However, thinking about how the Southern Courtyard would lose the initiative to handle this matter, he could only endure this young man's attitude. Thinking about the group of people in the Southern Courtyard, it was likely that very few of them knew how to behave.

Besides, the Northern prison and the Southern Courtyard had just been established in Ning Country, and they weren't on good terms with each other in the first place. Thus, Du Qingyan's attitude could be considered to be reasonable.

It was also at this moment that the number "Black Cloak" broke through the heavy rain curtain with a terrifying momentum and appeared at the side of the small courtyard. He was still quite a distance away, but the cold aura of the calendar had already filled one side of the courtyard. These black robes carried a unique black hue, and the moving feeling was that they were black to the extreme, a deep black that was about to merge with the night.

For such a dark place, it was extremely cold.

Zhou Peng shifted his gaze away from the young man beside him, opened up his oil-paper umbrella and rushed into the rain, quickly walking towards the few men in black.

"Is he still in the courtyard?" Before Zhou Peng could get close, a cold voice reached his ears. This voice was extremely cold, as if it was coming from the legendary land of the Nine Nether. Even Zhou Peng, who had a perfectly round body that was naturally resistant to the cold, couldn't help but shiver when he heard this voice.

Zhou Peng quickly cupped his fists towards the black-clad men and said, "Reporting to the lords, the criminal, Autumn Sesame, is still in the courtyard." Zhou Peng walked beside the men in black. Even though the men in black did not have the slightest intention of looking at him, Zhou Peng himself was sweating profusely.

"Alright, tell your subordinates to withdraw. Follow me." Seeming to be the leader, a black-clothed person with a hat that obscured his face waved at Zhou Peng. After that, he walked alone towards a small courtyard in the corner of the rain. The rest of the men in black also looked at each other and followed him into the rain.

The rain was getting heavier.

Zhou Peng watched as the black figures disappeared into the rain and slowly straightened themselves. He lifted his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead and hesitated for a moment before finally walking towards the small courtyard.

"Lord Zhou …" Du Qingyan held onto the umbrella and quickly walked to Zhou Peng's side.

"Why don't you follow and take a look?" Zhou Peng glanced at Du Qingyan indifferently. However, he did not break the rules because of the initial disrespect from the youth. His tone did not seem to reveal any fluctuations. Since Du Qingyan had stopped him, there was no need to explain further. As an envoy of the Southern Courtyard, and also representing the Southern Courtyard in taking care of tonight's matters, he naturally had to be present at the scene.

Moreover, tonight's matter was finally a great accomplishment. Du Qingyan and even the Du Family behind him should naturally share in the credit.

A hint of glee appeared in Du Qingyan's eyes as he nodded towards Zhou Peng. He quickly followed behind Zhou Peng as the man in black approached the entrance of the courtyard.

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The courtyard door was somewhat dilapidated. A rusty bronze lock was hanging from the doorknob, not yet locked.

Black Robe was about to raise his hand and knock on the door. Du Qingyan quickly took two steps forward and with a "squeak", he enthusiastically opened the door.

Black Robe's brows furrowed, and his expression seemed to be somewhat displeased. Zhou Peng also coldly stared at Du Qingyan. He thought to himself that Du Qingyan was still a bit young. Being young meant lacking in experience. In addition, you had to be reckless in doing things. And being reckless in this night was very dangerous.

At this moment, a voice came from the courtyard.

"I thought you were going to knock at the door, at least." The owner of the voice thought that knocking on the door was the most basic of politeness, the most basic of respect for him. There was a middle-aged man dressed in a patched robe facing the entrance of the courtyard. His face was covered with stubble, which could be considered conspicuous even under the night rain. The middle-aged man held a piece of wood in one hand and a tweezers that were about an inch long in the other. It seemed that he had just finished carving the wood.

"You are the criminal, Autumn Tin Water?" It was a question.

Ning Jiu didn't say anything. He seemed to be looking through the rain at the piece of wood in the middle-aged man's hand. The one who spoke was naturally Du Qingyan. As an envoy from the Southern Courtyard, Du Qingyan naturally used the same tone as always when he treated criminals in the academy's textbooks.

Obviously, he didn't notice the cold stares from the crowd around him, so he didn't know that he had used the wrong tone.

"This should be Ji Xingshu's people right?" "To be able to get this position at such a young age, it would be a pity to die here, wouldn't it?" Before he could answer the young man's question, the middle-aged man's eyes were already glued to the piece of wood in his hand, as if it had an endless attraction to him. Due to the youth's repeated disrespect, the middle-aged man's following words were overly flat, as if he had only lightly asked about life and death.

As the middle-aged man's words fell, Ning Jiu lightly shook his head, withdrawing his gaze from the wood in the middle-aged man's hand. Then, he casually pinched a raindrop that fell from the sky, and with a flick of his fingers, the raindrop left his hand. The instant the raindrop left his hand, it was pulled into a tiny sword ray with extreme chilliness.

He was prepared to give this young man next to him a chance, but he didn't know if this young man was precious or not.

"Pu!" A slight sharp light pierced the back of Du Qingyan's head, and a faint trace of blood rushed out from his forehead.

Zhou Peng, who was following behind Ning Jiu, saw Du Qingyan's stupefied eyes slowly falling against the side wall of the courtyard. He immediately lowered his head and shut his ears. In his heart, he was shocked at the black clothed man's methods, but more than that, it was at the chilling black clothed man's temperament.

For Du Qingyan to be able to sit in the position of an investigator at such a young age, his status would naturally not be simple. However, the fact that an envoy from the capital, with such a background, was killed with just a few words from the middle-aged man left Zhou Peng in shock.

"It's not too bad. It's just that some trouble happened to Ji Xingshu." Ning Jiu was smiling, but there wasn't the slightest change on his face. Ning Jiu was afraid of trouble, so for people like them who could cause trouble, the best solution was death.

Blood stained the courtyard, leaving only those who stared into the rain staring at the corpse with bloodshot eyes. Although it was present, no one seemed to care.

"It is said that Mr. Ning Jiu's Qi Condensation stage has already reached the True Essence Condensation stage. Even though you are not at the peak of the ninth grade, the first grade is still very close to the peak. It seems that the person in the palace has taken a fancy to me. " The slovenly middle-aged man took out a handkerchief from his chest pocket. This handkerchief looked extremely good. It was wrapped in silk and was made from silk. It was a material that was very different from the slovenly middle-aged man's body.

Ning Jiu looked at the slovenly middle-aged man carefully using a handkerchief to wrap the finished carving wood. "So, you have to listen more to these Jianghu rumors. If you're hiding in this small courtyard, I'm afraid you won't be able to understand much of the Jianghu rumors."

Green Fishery Lane was located at the northwest corner of the city. It was inhabited by a few porters and handymen. The affairs of the ordinary second and third generations of the martial arts world were most likely quite far away from this place.

The slovenly middle-aged man, Qiu Xiushui, placed the wooden sculpture in his bosom and then looked at Ning Jiu. He slowly revealed a smile and said, "It seems like there have been many rumors going around in the last three to two years. Please excuse me, Brother Ning Jiu."

"It seems like the rumors in the martial arts world are not to be taken seriously. Those mad dogs from the Southern Courtyard probably went to the Azure Province after smelling the fragrance." There was a trace of ridicule in his words, obviously he had some opinions about the Southern Courtyard. However, a faint smile hung on Yu Qiushui's face, as if apart from that mad dog that mocked the Southern Courtyard, she had no interest in the rumours of the Jianghu.

The rain gradually slowed down and was about to stop.

Yu Qiushui's face still had a smile on it as she said, "It seems like Brother Qiu is extremely confident in his disciple. But sometimes, being too confident can become conceited. Ji Xingshu's men are no pushovers. "As long as Brother Qiu is able to tell us the whereabouts of the legacy vein, I, Ning Jiu, am willing to be your guarantor and give Qingzhou peace."

Ning Jiu's words were magnanimous. Of course, most of it was due to the fact that Ning Jiu's name alone was enough to sustain his grandeur. Thus, Qiuxi Water did not question Ning Jiu's promise, but what made Ning Jiu even more disappointed was that Qiuxi Water still had a faint smile on his face. It seemed like he was not interested in his words at all.

"Hehe, this is just a rumor in the martial arts world, after all, the rain is going to stop. Let's fight!" Autumn Tin Water came out of the eaves and into the courtyard. The Jianghu rumors that Ning Jiu had told them clearly did not interest her in the slightest. Since he had no interest at all, there was no need to continue the conversation. True essence roiled around his body as the low-lying water in the courtyard crazily scattered and scattered along with the burst of true essence, leaving behind a terrifying number of fine holes.

"Then I'll be offending you." As Ning Jiu spoke, he chopped out with his blade. The stagnant true essence transformed into an extremely real dragon, slashing at the place where Qiuxi water was standing, along with the sound of the dragon's roar, from the blade in You Ningxue's hand. The world in front of his eyes seemed to have lost all color under this blade attack. However, it was absolutely terrifying, and the scattered drops of rain falling down from the sky instantly evaporated under this one attack. It was as if the slovenly middle-aged man had raised the sword that was already in the courtyard.

Two distinct flows of true essence crossed each other. This was the first time they had crossed swords and sabers.

Autumn Tin Water's sword was not long. It was slightly shorter than the seven foot long blade commonly used in the martial arts world. The blade was somewhat old and worn-out, and the hilt of the sword was only casually wrapped in a few layers of cloth. And it was precisely this sword that was so ordinary to the point of being outrageous that, after being raised by the autumn Tin Water, it was instead filled with a bone-piercing sword intent.

The figures of the two people in the courtyard suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the clashing sounds of swords and sabers could be heard in the courtyard. The heaven and earth origin energy in the sky above the small courtyard started to fluctuate rapidly, bringing up a monstrous momentum.

Bladelight rained down on the courtyard. The walls of the courtyard looked like they were made of paper. As the Bladelight passed through the courtyard, it transformed into a fine rock that recklessly shot into the depths of the street.

Four figures dressed in black suddenly appeared at the four corners of the courtyard. The black robe on their bodies swayed, and with a low cry, they formed an entire stretch of pale white True Divine Handle, struggling to hold on against the shattered walls of the courtyard. These four black clothed people were clearly extraordinary. They were surprisingly the four experts who had reached out their hands.

The sword intent in the courtyard continued to sweep about horizontally, and the blade radiance became even more powerful. The sword Qi, which was blocked by the broken walls in the courtyard, swept across the ground, turning the bluestone that had been weathered countless times into dust.

"Boom!"

Following the sound of an explosion, several shoes that had pierced through the eardrums made contact with the ground, causing the four walls to be knocked away. With a tremendous amount of force, he pushed the four black robed experts back more than ten steps, before suddenly collapsing, turning them into countless small pieces of stone and flying into the streets.

"Pu, pu!"

The four black clad men spat out a mouthful of blood, and the True Divine s that were barely supporting themselves kneeled on the ground, powerlessly looking at the lights that lit up one after another.

The noise came from a corner of the street, followed by more purple robed officials who were in the shadows entering one residence after another. After a while, the lights went out again.

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The raindrops that had stopped in midair for an unknown period of time fell, bringing with them the dust that filled the sky. As the dust was cleared, on the ground filled with ravines, Ning Jiu stood with his remaining sabre with a gloomy expression.

"Boy or girl?" Autumn Tin Water did not turn around. Behind him, just like before, a woman walked out from under the eaves of a blue roof. The woman was very weak. Her face was very pale, but even so, she was still very beautiful. One of his lips and one of his eyebrows were like a painting of the fresh water in a distant mountain. The sight of them filled him with an extreme sense of charm.

"Boy."

"Let's choose a name. As a master, I should at least know a disciple's name."

"How about fish in the river?"

The moment the conversation ended, the slovenly man who stood in front of the gatehouse slowly took out the wooden sculpture wrapped in a handkerchief. The corner of his mouth revealed the same smile as before. The wooden sculpture, along with a few traces of blood, fell from the Qiuxi Water's palm and slowly rolled to the girl's feet.

"Wah!"

That night, a baby named River Fish cried for the first time in the world.