Chapter 66. There is a counterpart, but no absolute (1)

Moyong Jun shook his head as he alternated between reading the two letters.

"Quite a distribution."

"What happened?"

"It might turn out that our trip to Henan was in vain."

"Huh?"

Moyong Jun showed the letters to Moyong Yanhua.

Moyong Yanhua's eyes widened.

"The Blue Wolf Ghosts?!"

Moyong Jun clicked his tongue.

"The head of the Ming family has made up his mind."

"Even so, to send the entire Blue Wolf Ghosts? Isn't that a bit much?"

"It is necessary."

"Really?"

"The head of the Ming family's love for his children is quite terrifying. With the second son returning as a corpse, how could he not be enraged?"

"You're right, I suppose."

There was one reason why Moyong Yanhua couldn't immediately recall the reason.

Moyong Jun was not that kind of person. Even if his child died, he would be the type to preserve his strength.

And she also thought her father's reasoning was sound. One cannot burn the family's strength for the sake of a single child.

"Does Lianhao know about this?"

Moyong Jun shook his head.

"Whether he knows or not, it doesn't matter."

"I know the Blue Wolf Ghosts are a fearsome group, but I don't know their exact strength. Are they really that formidable?"

"They have never failed once."

"But maybe they just met the right opponents?"

"Not a chance, and if they did, it would be even more of a problem. They must have thought Lianhao was a worthy opponent to come in such numbers."

"…!"

Moyong Jun's face showed interest.

"Amidst this, isn't this guy's reaction also quite amusing?"

"I don't think so. It seems reckless to me."

"It might be reckless, but it doesn't seem like simple recklessness."

"Huh?"

"Even knowing I'm already in Zhengzhou, he says he'll clean up a bit more before coming. Even if he has the confidence to handle the opponent, it's not easy to do this."

That's true.

If there's an easy way, there's no need to take a detour. A difficult path isn't always the right one.

"More justifications are better… Truly, he is a wise and radical person. Possessing contradictory attributes simultaneously, he is not an ordinary person."

Moyong Yanhua sighed.

"One thing is certain. He has a tiring personality."

"Hahaha!"

"The Blue Wolf Ghosts… I've heard they are almost like assassins."

"Ambiguous people."

"Huh?"

"In terms of martial arts, none of them can match you. There are some first-class ones, but no top-tier ones."

Moyong Yanhua frowned.

"But they caught the Xingshan Sword Association with just five people? A high-level expert who could match the elders of the Qingcheng Sect?"

"Do you think being strong in martial arts means being good at killing?"

"Huh?"

"Someone skilled in martial arts can easily kill others, but that doesn't make them a professional killer."

Moyong Yanhua nodded.

She knew this intellectually, but she had never experienced it.

In the world of martial arts, in the world, nothing is strange. The saying that a third-rate sword can sever a first-rate neck is not uncommon for a reason.

But she had never met a real killer. She didn't know how efficiently they could kill or how ruthless they could be.

So it didn't feel real. Just five people caught the Xingshan Sword Association? Does that make sense?

"The Blue Wolf Ghosts can even destroy an entire area to kill their target."

"…What?"

"If they are in a village, they will burn the village, if in a forest, they will burn the entire forest. If the target is a talkative person, they will tear a child to pieces in front of them or kidnap and rape a housewife."

"…!"

"They shake the opponent's psychology and then start their work. They plan tactics after making contact. Poisoning drinks is common, and they even kidnap civilians' families to send suicide attackers."

Moyong Yanhua's face showed disgust.

"Demons."

"Demons, indeed. That's why they are strong. They can do anything for their goal."

"Have they been safe doing such things all this time?"

"The Ming family has been backing them."

Moyong Jun's face showed interest.

"Before the Ming family backed them, they were thoroughly hidden. They are very skilled at hiding and are hard to catch."

Moyong Yanhua nodded.

Now she understood how five people could catch the Xingshan Sword Association. With such dirty tactics, the Xingshan Sword Association, who was known as a great hero, must have been enraged.

Moyong Jun looked out the window.

"A hellish strategy that even a grandmaster of the Nine Great Sects couldn't withstand. It's a battle of mental strength before physical strength."

"…Can Lianhao really win?"

"The chances are low. Most martial artists value personal strength over strategy and tactics. But if he wins by any chance…"

A cold light flashed in Moyong Jun's eyes.

"Even I might have to be cautious of him."

* * *

After a long time of enjoying delicious food and drinking to his heart's content, Lianhao finally woke up at noon the next day.

"Ugh!"

The alcohol had already been completely expelled. Was that why? He felt a great sense of psychological satisfaction, and his body felt completely relaxed.

This is why rest is important. Lianhao could wash away the fatigue of the past days with just one day of rest.

"Let's start preparing."

He sat cross-legged on the bed and completed a light cultivation. After finishing, he went to the toilet, then returned to his room and ate all the rice balls and steamed pork he had packed the night before.

It was a refreshing start.

With two water flasks tied to his waist, he loosened up his body.

"Let's see, first…"

With his body fully loosened, he took out a dagger from his sleeve. This was also something he had asked the waiter to get from a nearby blacksmith before entering his room the night before.

Of course, it wasn't just one. He had nineteen more daggers in his sleeve, in addition to the one in his hand.

"I paid a decent price, but the quality isn't great."

Lianhao clicked his tongue.

Well, he wasn't going to use the daggers for sword fighting. This should be enough to hold up.

Lianhao looked out the window.

It was a sunny day. The weather was as good as it could be.

Thinking he had to fight a bunch of crazy killers on such a nice day already made him feel depressed.

Flash!

A light flashed from a towering figure beyond the window.

Lianhao scratched his head and infused the dagger with Bila Zhen Qi.

Hum.

"Can I finish this before sunset?"

He tightened his lower abdomen and spun his body.

Swoosh! Bang!

The flashing light disappeared.

At the same time, a scream echoed from a distance.

"One down."

Lianhao, holding an axe, stepped onto the window sill.

He left the money on the bed. It was a bit of a waste, but he couldn't go to the main hall of the inn. If something went wrong, innocent people might die.

"Let's start the cleaning!"

Boom!

Lianhao flew high into the sky.

In one leap, he reached the top of the opposite building and looked around.

'Not bad.'

Having killed one, the enemies' attention should be focused on him.

But he didn't feel any particular killing intent. He could sense dozens of eyes, but none of them had a murderous look.

They were highly trained. They had definitely received professional killer training.

'They have to be this good.'

Boom!

He leaped over several buildings in an instant.

His footwork wasn't as advanced, but his lightness technique was quite remarkable. He couldn't achieve the incredible speed of so-called masters of lightness techniques, but he was confident in his endurance.

His efficient use of internal energy was different from other experts.

Boom! Boom!

Jumping between buildings didn't seem dangerous at all.

The sense of balance he had gained from wielding heavy weapons far exceeded that of a peak expert. His overall abilities had greatly improved after obtaining the White Tiger Qi, and his internal energy had also improved both qualitatively and quantitatively.

If he decided to flee, no one could easily catch up.

After running for a while, Lianhao suddenly sensed a faint killing intent.

Bang!

A dagger flew like an arrow and hit a merchant's forehead.

It was an enemy disguised as a civilian. His senses were so sharp that he could react immediately to the slightest killing intent.

Lianhao increased his speed.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He killed six people in ten miles. The enemies died without knowing why or how.

After running for a while, Lianhao's eyes lit up.

'This place will do.'

An old Guandi Temple stood in front of a small stone mountain.

As he was about to enter, he suddenly felt an ominous sensation. The ominous feeling was coming from the temple.

'I don't sense anyone else.'

He could feel killing intent but no human presence. This meant no one else was hiding inside besides the enemies.

Whizz!

A white wind swirled around the axe.

Lianhao, who had leaped high into the sky, landed to the left of the temple and immediately unleashed the Tiger King Nine Walls Technique.

Boom!

The fierce wind from the heavy weapon shattered the old walls and pillars of the temple.

Splat!

A large amount of blood splattered. The two enemies hiding inside were killed instantly.

But one survived.

Swish!

It was an amazing attack.

The broken wall and the blood like silk were pierced by a short sword. It was a clever attack that obscured the enemy's vision even while being ambushed.

Ting!

The short sword was deflected by the axe.

Lianhao, spinning like a whirlwind, kicked a large brick that was falling.

Thud! Bang!

The sound of a skull breaking was heard. The head was severed by the brick.

Lianhao increased his speed.

Boom! Boom!

He quickly climbed to the top of the stone mountain.

As he climbed, he punched the cliffs at intervals.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

His powerful punches, filled with Bila Zhen Qi, hit the cliffs twelve times. He didn't hit one spot but several places, moving in a zigzag pattern.

Despite the immense internal energy, no marks were left on the cliffs. The enemies, with their backs turned, didn't see this.

Splat!

Lianhao, with his agile movements, climbed to the top of the cliff and turned around.

He saw over thirty warriors.

All of them wore dark blue martial robes. They were a mix of men and women, and their ages varied widely.

Among them was the woman he had seen yesterday, Lang Pao.

Lang Pao's eyes were stern.

"Who are you?"

Lianhao smiled.

"You tried to kill me without knowing who I am?"

"I heard you are the eldest son of the Bishan Lian family?"

"That's right."

"Unbelievable."

A fierce killing intent appeared in Lang Pao's eyes.

"A righteous sect's master, and a novice with no martial experience, dealing with us so skillfully? Nonsense."

"You should ask the Ming family who sent you."

"…!"

Lianhao, who had been looking down at them with a smile, sighed.

"Xingshan Sword Association, that gentleman was really too kind. To die at the hands of such incompetent people, the life of a swordsman is truly futile."

Lang Pao, who had been staring at Lianhao, shouted.

"Duolu!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Blue Wolf Ghosts detonated poison bombs.

The green poison smoke spread at an astonishing speed, definitely faster than Lianhao's lightness technique.

Lianhao looked down at the rising poison smoke. The enemies would be preparing a second attack within the smoke.

Watching his movements.

Lianhao smiled and lifted his axe. He didn't move as the Blue Wolf Ghosts wanted.

More accurately, he didn't need to.

"Compared to the assassination team of the Black Imperial City, you are just beginners."

He forcefully struck the axe. All the moves of the Tiger King Nine Walls Technique were unleashed in succession.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The cliff, which had been shattered internally by the internal energy technique, collapsed entirely.