Chapter 21

Jiang Feng walked over without hesitation, and the two men looked at him simultaneously.

Jiang Feng took out a small gourd from his waist, pulled out the stopper, and handed it over. He smiled and asked, "I heard you two talking about the events in the capital just now. I would like to know more. Could you please tell me in detail?"

The rich aroma of fruit wine wafted from the gourd's mouth, and the eyes of the two men lit up at the same time. They exclaimed in unison, "Good wine!"

The man who had been speaking took the gourd, took a sip, and praised again, "Good wine!"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "It's monkey wine I found by chance in the mountains. These monkeys live in the forest, and there are beehives on the trees. When the wine is brewed, some honey and pollen fall in, making the taste even better."

The two men took turns drinking the wine, feeling greatly refreshed. They indeed told Jiang Feng in detail about what had happened in the capital.

Zhuyang City is the residence of the emperor of Zhutian Kingdom. The environment is not the main point, but the defense is extremely tight.

At each corner of the inner city, there are very powerful treasures guarding. Ordinary people will be automatically detected and killed by the treasures if they try to sneak in through unconventional means.

Ten years ago, a Xinming Martial Ancestor was bullied by a prince. The prince fled into Zhuyang City to hide, and the Xinming Martial Ancestor was furious and prepared to enter the inner city to kill him.

The Xinming Martial Ancestor had the ability to fly with the wind. He planned to fly over the city wall directly. Unexpectedly, the treasures automatically activated, and the mighty Martial Ancestor was burned to ashes over Zhuyang City.

Later, this incident caused a huge stir.

Normally, although a Xinming Martial Ancestor generally does not involve himself in secular affairs, his status is much higher than that of a prince. The cause of this incident was that the prince provoked him, leading to the conflict and angering the Martial Ancestor.

However, the incident was eventually suppressed, and the power and status of Zhuyang City were established through this event.

After dawn comes Tianming, after Tianming comes Yangming, and after Yangming comes Shenming. Only after Shenming comes Xinming.

A Xinming Martial Ancestor can fly in the air and even control the wind and rain in a certain area. In a sect, he would be either the patriarch or an elder.

Such a person, to die in vain?

This shows the might of Zhuyang City!

The recent incident happened two days ago.

It is said that it was midnight at the time, and a sword suddenly came from the east, like a meteor or a volcano, directly colliding with Zhuyang City!

Under this sword, both the city walls and the buildings inside were largely destroyed!

The inner city was in chaos, and the death toll has not been counted yet.

At the time, the ministers living in the outer city were worried whether the emperor would perish, but fortunately, King Zhuyang appeared in time to reassure the ministers and other people.

The two men spoke with great enthusiasm, recounting the details as if they had seen it all with their own eyes.

Jiang Feng frowned and suddenly asked, "What about Fuliu? Is he okay?"

The two men laughed at the same time, "How could the Grand Sorcerer be in trouble?! He ascended to the Yiming Martial Emperor a hundred years ago, and it is said that he is only one step away from becoming a Hunming Martial Lord! The power of that sword, though terrifying, could not possibly hurt him!"

...

...

"Fuliu is seriously injured."

In another corner of the Half-Moon Market, a voice was quietly reporting.

Zhong Fan strolled through the market, examining the goods on the stalls, listening carefully to the haggling around him, and occasionally squatting down to ask for prices himself.

He had not fused with the Mingxin Seed and was not a martial practitioner, which everyone could see. However, for some reason, he naturally exuded a certain demeanor that made people overlook this and patiently answer his questions.

The sun shone down from above, casting a long, slanted shadow behind him.

If you stared at this shadow, you would notice that it was slightly darker than an ordinary shadow.

The voice came from this shadow, forming a line and drilling into Zhong Fan's ears.

Hearing this news, not a single muscle on Zhong Fan's face moved. He smiled and thanked the stall owner, stood up, and walked forward, asking, "Although Fuliu is still far from Hunming, his Yiming realm is already very stable. Who injured him?"

The shadow whispered, "We have investigated. Although the sword energy came from the east, the power actually came from the north!"

"The north!" Zhong Fan finally showed some emotion. His steps paused slightly, then he continued walking, "Zhutian Kingdom is in the southwest. Which north are you talking about?"

"Lord Feiting refers to the Northern Continent."

"Xuanji Continent?"

Zhong Fan's expression became even more serious.

The Mingxin World has two continents, one in the north and one in the south, separated by the Endless Sea.

The southern continent is called Jiutian and has eight countries; the northern continent is called Xuanji and has two countries.

Xuanji Continent is blessed with natural advantages. The level of Mingxin Trees, the concentration of Mingli, and the number of secret realms are all higher than those on Jiutian Continent. Therefore, the strong people produced there are far stronger than those on Jiutian Continent.

The top-tier strong people in the Mingxin World are called "One Emperor, Two Emperors, Four Saints, and Seven Sages." The One Emperor and Two Emperors are all in Xuanji, and most of the remaining eleven are also there.

There is little exchange between the two continents. Xuanji Continent generally does not welcome people from Jiutian Continent and does not care about their affairs.

The incident in Zhuyang City this time is actually related to Xuanji Continent? What is going on?

Zhong Fan frowned slightly and asked, "Is there more information?"

The shadow said, "The four national-level treasures in Zhuyang City were all damaged by that sword, and one of them cannot be repaired."

Zhong Fan narrowed his eyes, "A single sword damaged four national-level treasures and seriously injured Fuliu... Who is this person? Does Feiting have any judgment?"

The shadow's voice became even lower, "Lord Feiting tried to deduce, but suffered a backlash."

"Backlash? Is he okay?"

"Just a minor injury, but this matter has already exceeded Lord Feiting's capabilities. He said that the person with such power and who can prevent his deduction is likely to be 'those few.'"

Zhong Fan pondered for a long time and decisively said, "Let Feiting rest well. He doesn't need to get involved in this matter anymore. The rest of the work will be handed over to the Wucang Group. They should continue to gather information. But they must pay extra attention to safety!"

At this moment, his gaze was sharp, and his speech was decisive, not at all like a young man with a serious illness who would be out of breath after a little activity.

The shadow unhesitatingly agreed, as if it was already accustomed to it, "Yes!"

Zhong Fan smiled slightly and said softly, "Also, tell Mother that she should prepare well. With four national-level treasures destroyed by a single sword, King Zhuyang should bleed well..."

...

...

Jiang Feng exchanged a gourd of wine for all the information the man knew. When he left, he was still slightly uneasy.

They actually didn't know much, and most of it was their own speculation.

A sword that could destroy the walls of Zhuyang City and cause countless deaths, no matter who the enemy was, it was an incredibly powerful enemy.

Who was his target? What did he want to do? Did he achieve his goal? If not, what will he do next?

In the past, Jiang Feng's world was just the small Jiang family, at most including the nearby Luming Town. Now, he had more concern and attachment to the capital.

Miss, Jiang Chen, are you still safe?

Jiang Feng has always been a calm person.

With his current abilities, even if something happens to Miss, he cannot help. He must become stronger!

He took a few deep breaths, calmed his mind, and began to observe the market.

This time he came to the Half-Moon Market, not only to sell the materials from the Ming beasts he had hunted to get some living expenses, but also to buy some things.

At the same time, the market is a window for martial practitioners to exchange information. Here, one can learn a lot about the martial world.

In big cities, people are already in such an atmosphere, but in a small place like Luming Town, the Half-Moon Market, which is held twice a month, is particularly valuable.

A few books were scattered on a stall to the right front, and the stall owner was an old man with white hair and beard. He half-closed his eyes, seemingly asleep, as if he didn't care whether anyone bought anything.

Books contain countless truths. Miss once told him this when he first met her.

Jiang Feng was just a wild child when he was young and could barely recognize a few characters, but after a year of Miss's education, he had developed the habit of reading.

He wiped his hands clean, squatted down, and carefully flipped through the books.

The old man's eyelids flickered slightly, saw his seriousness, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

The first book was called "The Strange Beasts of Taowu Mountain Range," listing the distribution of strange beasts in the Taowu Mountain Range.

It was arranged from low to high, listing the names, levels, characteristics, attributes, usable parts, and weak points of the strange beasts... Everything Jiang Feng wanted to know and needed to know was listed clearly.

Miss's study used to have books introducing strange beasts, but they were mostly listed in the form of travelogues, very scattered, and far less detailed and systematic than this book.

But this was not surprising.

When he first met Miss, she had not yet fused with the Mingxin Seed and was just a beginner in this world.

Now, he was at the Half-Moon Market, where everything was directly targeted at martial practitioners. The goals were different, so the content was naturally different.

If the first book only surprised Jiang Feng, the second book shocked him.

"The Guiding Technique."

The simple three characters seemed meaningless, but when Jiang Feng opened the book, he understood its value.

It was clearly a Mingli martial technique!

There are two types of martial techniques in this world: ordinary Mingli and Mingli martial techniques.

Ordinary martial techniques are like the Thunder Palm, which ordinary people can practice. When infused with Mingli, they gain greater power.

Mingli martial techniques, on the other hand, can only be cultivated by martial practitioners and must be used in conjunction with Mingli.

Compared to ordinary martial techniques, Mingli martial techniques are the true treasures of a family and are never taught to non-core members.

Even Miss, the Jiang family had never shown her a true Mingli martial technique before, always using excuses like "after you fuse with the Mingxin Seed" to delay.

But now, in a small place like Luming Town, a martial practitioner market, a Mingli martial technique actually appeared?!

---

I got stuck halfway through "Zetian Ji" ... ORZ, I'll take a break today and go see the Avengers tonight to clear my mind...

Previous page AD starts

Previous page AD ends