Chapter 47

"Once my grandson acts, if he does not move, it is as if nothing has happened; but if he does, it will be like a thousand thunderbolts and a mountain pressing down! I do not know what thoughts Beiting Wan'er has, nor do I know what Beiting Family has planned for Zhuang Wudao. However, as long as this person is eliminated, no matter what schemes the Beiting Family intends to use, they will have no way to exert their power."

At that time, Gu Yueming spoke confidently in front of him, his demeanor elegant and composed, and even at a young age, he already possessed extraordinary bearing.

"My grandson is young and weak, and the people of the clan all see me as a child, respecting but not revering me. If the Beiting Family has no intentions, then it would be fine. But if Beiting Wan'er truly intends to do something with Zhuang Wudao, then if I send someone to act, it will only alert them. I am not afraid of battle, but I know that the Lichen Grand Competition is crucial for our Gu Yue Family. There can be no room for error, and we cannot act on impulse!"

It was these few short sentences that startled him. Later, he learned that the person behind Zhuang Wudao was not Beiting Wan'er, but Beiting Cangjue, who had just returned to Yuecheng.

Gu Yuetian could not help but smile with relief. Gu Yueming's talent was on par with Beiting Wan'er, and might even surpass her slightly. It was only because he lacked a great teacher that he was somewhat inferior. This was due to the major changes in the clan a few years ago, which affected him.

However, in terms of wisdom and insight, Ming had already far surpassed Beiting Wan'er.

"Acting with integrity? Have you considered what would happen if Shen Quan fails? We do not know the true strength of Zhuang Wudao."

So, as Gu Yueming said, since they could only know themselves and not their enemy, they should give it their all. However, at this point, the outcome of the battle was still unknown.

"Fail?"

Gu Yueqing was taken aback, finding it hard to believe: "How could that be? Shen Quan is always thorough in his actions; otherwise, Father, you wouldn't have entrusted him with such a large territory in the North City. I heard that this time, the Leilong Gang has sent all their elite, including two Qi Condensation realm cultivators. Besides, there is also Mr. Mo."

Gu Yuetian remained silent, hoping that Gu Yueming would grow quickly to take over the family.

He did not doubt that Shen Quan would meet his expectations. However, how could he not be worried? Since Zhuang Wudao was valued by Beiting Cangjue, he must have at least the same strength as Gu Yueming. Before the Qi Condensation realm, someone who could master a set of boxing techniques to the entry level was no ordinary person.

However, at this time, the Gu Yue Family's strength had indeed declined significantly. They could only spare five Qi Condensation cultivators to deal with this matter.

Although it seemed formidable, it was still not foolproof.

This was inevitable, as the lifeline of Yuecheng was not the mines, not the weapon forging, not the Eastern Wu court, but the Songjiang River.

With this river, the minerals and weapons produced in Yuecheng could be transported out of the forest, and grain, salt, and other goods could be brought in. The business involving millions of people and worth billions of coins all depended on this river.

The Beiting and Gu Yue families had been vying for control of the Songjiang River for a hundred years since the founding of Yuecheng. At this critical moment, even the head of the Beiting Family had to personally command the private navy. How could the Gu Yue Family easily withdraw their forces?

While Gu Yuetian and Gu Yueqing were discussing Shen Quan, Shen Quan himself was lazily walking into a private room at the Wangyun Pavilion.

The Wangyun Pavilion was a tavern on Yuxiong Street, and the private room on the third floor overlooked the street. However, Shen Quan had specifically reserved a room at the back.

Usually, he would not set foot in such a tavern since he had taken control of the Leilong Gang.

However, today he made an exception because the room at the back faced the Dongchuan Alley.

From there, he could see everything happening in the alley.

Although everything was arranged and he was confident, it was rare for Gu Yuetian to personally intervene in matters. Therefore, Shen Quan was still uneasy and decided to come here to observe the battle. He needed to ensure that everything was done perfectly for the elder.

But when he entered the room, he found that several people were already there. Among them was a young noble in a moon-white robe, sitting alone at the central table, drinking and toasting himself.

Shen Quan raised an eyebrow. He had reserved this room three days ago. However, when he saw the person clearly, he was even more surprised.

"Master? Why are you here?"

His tone was disrespectful, but Shen Quan, no matter how foolish, knew that this matter was extraordinary. It might not just be about the Lichen Sect's quota.

In the past, the young nobles of Yuecheng were proud to join the Yishan Sect or the Dongquan Palace. However, this time, the two largest families in Yuecheng were using all their means to secure a place in the Lichen Sect's inner disciples.

What had happened?

"Just like you, I need to see it with my own eyes to be reassured. I heard you reserved a room here, so I took it over."

Gu Yueming smiled and gestured to the seat beside him. "Sit down! You have done well, and I am very pleased."

Although he was only sixteen, his demeanor and speech were as impressive as Gu Yuetian's, making people admire him.

Shen Quan frowned, realizing that he had underestimated this person. Out of respect, he did not dare to disobey. After bowing, he sat down as instructed and immediately looked out the window.

"Master, what's the situation there?"

What he saw surprised him. Zhuang Wudao was wearing iron armor and walking alone down the street, followed by dozens of armored soldiers with ashen faces, rushing after him.

Archers were scattered all around, firing arrows continuously, but they could not injure Zhuang Wudao or make him stop.

He was heading straight for Feng San of the Iron Knife Society, showing no fear despite being surrounded by three hundred swordsmen.

"This is a bit tricky. His martial arts are extremely suitable for battlefield slaughter. His body is hardened, and his strength can rival an elephant, making him a formidable warrior."

Gu Yueming's eyes showed a strange expression. "I never knew that the Xingyi Liuhe Quan could be so suitable for battle. When used by this person, it is almost invincible below the Qi Condensation realm. Even ordinary Bone Marrow realm cultivators would not last a single strike."

Shen Quan was startled and grateful for his cautiousness. He carefully observed the street and soon understood the situation.

"Feng San and Hu Li are trying to wear down Zhuang Wudao's strength first?"

Gu Yueming's gaze shifted to a particularly tall and muscular armored soldier among the Iron Knife Society members.

"Probably. This person is named Jiang Yuan, said to be the strongest under Feng San, besides the two Qi Condensation cultivators. He has practiced the Xiangli Quan to the first level, and his strength surpasses that of Qi Condensation cultivators."

"Jiang Yuan? I've heard of him."

Shen Quan smiled, with a hint of schadenfreude. "He is said to be the strongest under the Qi Condensation realm in the North City. Feng San has chosen well. Zhuang Wudao is in trouble."

If Zhuang Wudao could not defeat this person and was suppressed, even the most advanced boxing techniques would be useless. He would gradually be worn down by Jiang Yuan, and even with a hardened body, he would be helpless when his strength was depleted.

At that moment, Zhuang Wudao did not dodge or evade. He struck the giant shield with a palm.

Boom!

The sound was like a thunderclap, and even from a mile away at the Wangyun Pavilion, it could be faintly heard.

As the dust settled, the two people in the private room were stunned, and the servants around them were dumbfounded.

In the Dongchuan Alley, when the palm met the shield, the several dozen-pound iron shield shattered like paper.

Zhuang Wudao's palm did not stop. After breaking the shield, it followed the flying iron fragments and struck Jiang Yuan's chest.

The force was immense, and the eight-foot-tall, broad-shouldered man was thrown back, crashing into several others and causing the Iron Knife Society's human wall to collapse.

Not only did Jiang Yuan fall silent, but the two people behind him also had blood gushing from their orifices, clearly dead.

Everyone around was stunned, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Jiang Yuan, known as the strongest under the Qi Condensation realm in the North City, with at least seventeen bulls of strength, could not withstand a single strike from Zhuang Wudao!

What cultivation method did Zhuang Wudao practice to be so powerful and domineering?

Zhuang Wudao's breathing was slightly more rapid. The Dashaibei Hand could exert up to eight times the force, but it also consumed a lot of energy.

So when the battle began, Zhuang Wudao only used the Xingyi Liuhe Quan. He knew that in a one-against-many fight, the biggest concern was not being unable to defeat the opponents but running out of energy at the end. Unlike a one-on-one fight, he needed to conserve his strength.

To maintain his energy, he had to adapt to the situation. He did not use more strength than necessary, trying to save as much as possible.

However, in the bloody battle on the street, the momentum could not be lost. At first glance, Zhuang Wudao knew the danger of Jiang Yuan. So, without hesitation, he used the strongest force of the Dashaibei Hand.

The result surprised him. This person's strength was almost on par with his own! A slight mistake could have led to being stopped and losing momentum.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, but Zhuang Wudao remained calm and continued to advance.

One of the people next to Jiang Yuan, now recovered from shock, his eyes bloodshot with anger, raised his sword and fiercely slashed horizontally.

Zhuang Wudao did not look. His right palm, which had just struck, retracted and then forcefully struck diagonally.

Dashaibei Hand, breaking stone!

This person was also in the late Bone Marrow realm, and this was the perfect opportunity to establish his dominance!

The palm struck the shield, which caved in like paper. The sword cut into Zhuang Wudao's neck, but he was unharmed, and the attacker was thrown back, crashing into the stone wall, causing a large section to collapse.

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