I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 530 Recruitment and Betrayal

In the field.

After a long and drawn-out exchange of blows, the two, who were originally destined for a life-or-death duel, had not only failed to gain the upper hand after a hundred moves, but also ended up clasping their fists in a gesture of mutual respect.

Xu Fengnian first turned to look at Zhou Chengan, then turned to look at the wooden swordsman who was cheering loudly.

Noticing his gaze, the other person also looked at him, and then the two of them smiled knowingly.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Judging from the swordsmanship and saber techniques of the two duelists, they were at most fourth-rank.

Old Huang and Zhou Cheng'an were experts, but Zi Rang looked down on them. Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua were just there to watch the show, and they thought the fight between the two was quite exciting.

The fact that they couldn't determine a winner in the end left both of them feeling somewhat disappointed.

The crowd gradually dispersed. The duel between the swordsmen had become acquainted through their fight, and they walked towards the restaurant behind Xu Fengnian and his group, chatting and laughing, clearly intending to go in for a drink.

Whether it was intentional or not, just as the two were about to approach them, Xu Fengnian suddenly asked, "Cheng'an, what do you think of their kung fu? Is it very impressive?"

"good."

This was Zhou Cheng'an's assessment, which, in his opinion, was quite polite. However, to the approaching swordsman, it sounded extremely harsh.

They were, after all, fourth-rank masters, whose swordsmanship and saber techniques they were so proud of were described as "just okay" by a mere young man. To them, this was nothing short of an insult.

The two stopped and looked at each other.

The swordsman looked at Zhou Cheng'an and, seeing that he was wearing a Taoist robe, spoke politely: "May I ask which sect this Taoist priest belongs to?"

A few days ago, when I was chatting with Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang, Zhou Chengan mentioned that he came from the Fumo Temple in Qingcheng Mountain.

It was too late to change his mind now, so he replied with three words.

"Subduing Demons Temple".

"The Demon-Subduing Temple?" The swordsman frowned. "I don't think I've ever heard of it."

"It's normal that you haven't heard of this little mountain temple in Qingcheng Mountain."

Upon hearing this, before the swordsman could speak, the knife-wielder coldly retorted, "You, a mere brat from a small sect, dare to comment on our martial arts?!"

His arrogant and domineering attitude, which revealed his disdain and contempt for Zhou Cheng'an, and his insult that he was a "young punk," directly angered Xu Fengnian.

My brother, Xu Fengnian, can be mocked, but others cannot!
Before Zhou Chengan could even speak, Xu Fengnian immediately launched into a tirade: "Who do you think you are? My brother said you're alright, which is already giving you face. You're the kind of person who doesn't appreciate it."

While cursing, he glanced back casually, looking for an escape route for them.

"You filthy beggar, who are you calling names?"

Zhou Chengan picked up the conversation and said calmly, "First of all, he is not a beggar; secondly, what he said is not wrong. One of you has a knife skill as clumsy as a pig, and the other has a sword technique as rigid as a chicken. With this, you dare to show off your power? I'm afraid even the coffin lid of the ancestor who created this knife and sword technique will not be able to hold you down. If I were you, I would find a cow's hoof pit and drown myself."

"Hahaha……"

Xu Fengnian laughed heartily in perfect unison, and after laughing, he shouted, "The wind's getting stronger, pull..."

Zhou Chengan grabbed him.

"Don't embarrass yourself!"

Xu Fengnian was taken aback, then lowered his voice and said, "Can you really beat them? Maybe we should tell them not to slap you in the face later; Old Huang already lost a front tooth..."

"go away!"

"Alright." Xu Fengnian said this, but still stood next to Zhou Chengan.

Wen Hua hesitated for a moment, then drew his wooden sword and placed it aside before standing next to Xu Fengnian.

"Brother, are you a master?" Xu Fengnian asked.

"No, I'm afraid that if I get beaten up with you guys, I'll break my wooden sword," Wen Hua said with a smile.

Why are you taking the beating with us?

“Because we’re friends now!” Wen Hua replied familiarly.

The two swordsmen had no time to listen to Wen Hua and Xu Fengnian's nonsense. Zhou Chengan's words had just made them feel very embarrassed, and their anger was rising to their heads.

The man wielding the knife roared, "You're young, but you've got quite the nerve. Today I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

"We still have a long way to go, you can all come along."

Given the current situation, Zhou Cheng'an no longer intended to give them any face.

"Insanity!"

"court death!"

The two immediately made their moves, with Zhou Chengan throwing a punch.

The swords in their hands were shattered by the blast, and the broken swords flew backward, leaving the four people dumbfounded.

Besides the two swordsmen, there are also Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua.

"gone."

Zhou Chengan called out to Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua, who were looking like dazed geese.

Just as they were about to leave, a deep, aged voice rang out from the restaurant behind them.

"Master, wait!"

Immediately afterwards, a gaunt old man appeared before the four of them.

"Master, my young lady invites you upstairs for a chat."

Hearing the three spineless guys behind him swallowing hard, Zhou Cheng'an turned around and laughed, "Shall we go take a look?"

"I'll listen to you," Xu Fengnian said with a smile.

Wen Hua smiled and nodded, then tucked the wooden sword to his waist.

Old Huang put down the empty wine jar and grinned.

The old man was also smiling, but his smile was full of sarcasm: "I'm sorry, my young lady only invited you, Daoist Master."

"Then forget it." Zhou Cheng'an refused without hesitation and walked past the old man.

Xu Fengnian quickly caught up and put his arm around Zhou Chengan's arm: "Chengan, you're so kind. When we get home, I'll treat you to seven days of fun at Zijin Tower. You can choose any girl you like."

Zhou Chengan glanced at him sideways and immediately withdrew his hand.

"Speaking of which, I've never been to a brothel in my life. It wouldn't hurt to go and experience it. Listening to music in a brothel when you're bored would be quite interesting," Zhou Chengan said with a smile.

The four of them left, chatting and laughing. The old man behind them couldn't help but call out, "We are from the Longteng Escort Agency."

The Dragon Escort Agency was quite famous, but Zhou Cheng'an and his men didn't even turn their heads.

As soon as the four of them and their horse left the town, Xu Fengnian's stomach started growling.

Then, the four of them stared at each other, because they were now penniless.

"Cheng'an, why don't you go back and find that young lady from the Longteng Escort Agency?" Xu Fengnian suggested.

“It is possible, but Brother Cheng’an, you must be careful when you go back. What if that young lady has bad intentions and puts something on you? The world is dangerous, so you must be careful,” Wen Hua said.

In just a short while, he had become friends with Xu Fengnian, and they could be described as instant friends.

“Yes, yes, Wen Hua is right. What if that young lady is a fat woman weighing two or three hundred pounds? Tsk tsk tsk!” Xu Fengnian said, his gaze shifting downwards to Zhou Chengan’s waist. He teased, “Chengan, I wonder if your waist is up to par.”

There used to be only Xu Fengnian, but now there's Wen Hua. The two are kindred spirits and a match made in heaven.

Zhou Chengan is a reasonable person.

When they don't want to reason, they also know a little about martial arts.

After a while...

Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua sat together properly, their faces bruised and swollen.

"Cheng'an, I was right about you. You are indeed a man of great loyalty and righteousness."

“Indeed, Brother Cheng’an was really cool when he refused. If it were me, I might have abandoned you and gone upstairs with that old man.” Wen Hua’s words were cut short as he grimaced at the corner of his mouth. The four of them had been hungry all night, and the next day they set off again.

Wen Hua didn't leave; he shamelessly followed them.

“Brother Cheng’an, after watching your sparring with us yesterday, you must have already reached the realm of a terrestrial immortal.” Wen Hua shamelessly approached Zhou Cheng’an and said.

Xu Fengnian stood aside and clasped his hands in greeting, saying that it was not shameful for us brothers to lose to a master of the Land Immortal Realm.

Zhou Cheng'an was speechless: "He's only at the ninth rank now."

"Ninth rank! That's incredibly impressive," Wen Hua said sincerely.

Xu Fengnian didn't respond. Compared to Zhou Chengan's cultivation level, he was clearly more concerned about what to eat today.

the other side.

Ten miles away from them, the two men with the knife and the sword eventually left with the Longteng Escort Agency.

The goods that Longteng Escort Agency was escorting this time were worth a lot of money, so Miss Long Yun was somewhat worried.

She watched the duel from the restaurant and, seeing that both men were of the fourth rank, she decided to recruit them.

After seeing Zhou Cheng'an take action, she immediately sent the chief bodyguard Ouyang Chengkang to invite him. However, she did not expect that Ouyang Chengkang would come upstairs to tell her that the boy was ungrateful and refused to come upstairs.

Since her father's death, Long Yun has been running the Longteng Escort Agency on her own. If it weren't for Uncle Ouyang's help, she really intended to sell the agency for a pittance.

"Uncle Ouyang, what do you think that Taoist priest's strength is?"

Long Yun was riding in the same carriage as the old man. After hearing her question, the old man said dismissively, "At most, he's only a third-grade."

After saying that, he glanced at Long Yun's voluptuous figure without leaving a trace.

"Third rank?!" Long Yun exclaimed in surprise, sighing, "Alas, if I had known he had a third rank cultivation, I would have personally invited him yesterday."

You could tell she was very sorry to lose a third-rank expert.

"Yun'er, with Uncle Ouyang here, you don't need to worry," the old man said with a smile, like a sinister venomous snake.

Sunlight streamed into the carriage, and the venomous snake finally revealed its fangs.

……

The Longteng Escort Agency's convoy stopped.

A fight broke out near the caravan, and the sword and saber protected Long Yun as she escaped.

"Those two guys are dead or alive, but Long Yun must live!" Ouyang Chengkang instructed his trusted subordinates.

"Yes!"

The group responded and immediately gave chase to the three who had fled.

Only then did Long Yun realize that her father's death was orchestrated by Ouyang Chengkang, and that her recent appearance was also part of his long-planned scheme.

Ouyang Chengkang not only wanted to acquire Longteng Escort Agency, but also Longyun.

The four people and one horse, not far from them, chatted and laughed all the way.

And you know what? After Wen Hua joined, there wasn't a single dull moment.

This guy has a lot of jokes, but most of them are raunchy.

After telling several bawdy jokes, the conversation somehow drifted to yesterday's events. Wen Hua said with some indignation, "Xiao Nian, why didn't that lady invite me yesterday?"

"Perhaps that young lady is blind and can't distinguish between good and bad," Xu Fengnian said with a smile.

His words were clearly pointed, implying that they were good and Zhou Chengan was bad.

However, Zhou Chengan ignored him today, walking behind them and throwing punches as he went.

Old Huang would glance at it every now and then.

Just then, Xu Fengnian noticed Old Huang looking back and asked curiously, "Old Huang, why are you staring at him? Are you really a martial arts expert who can tell that Cheng'an's talent is mediocre and far inferior to mine?"

It has become one of Xu Fengnian's habits to have to say a few sarcastic remarks to Zhou Chengan every day.

"I'm not exactly a master, but I think it would be better if Cheng'an had a sword." Old Huang said this with a smile, but he gave people a very serious feeling.

Upon hearing this, Wen Hua laughed and patted the wooden sword at his waist: "We people of the martial world will be looked down upon if we don't have a sword by our side. Cheng'an should have a sword of his own."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Chengan suddenly stepped forward and said, "Be careful, something's not right up ahead!"

"what happened?"

Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua, both of whom loved to join in the fun, craned their necks to look ahead.

After a short while, Xu Fengnian said, "There must be a real problem ahead. Look at those birds, none of them are willing to land."

"Wow, Xiao Nian, I didn't know you had this skill. Impressive!" Wen Hua said with admiration.

Xu Fengnian smiled and clasped his hands in a gesture of humility.

"Shall we take another route?" Old Huang suggested.

Zhou Chengan shook his head: "Wait a minute, I'll go take a look first."

Although Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua loved to join in the fun, they were still self-aware enough not to clamor and follow along.

……

Long Yun felt that she had been blind to his true nature, actually mistaking her father's killer for her closest uncle.

She never imagined that Uncle Ouyang, whom she trusted so deeply, would betray her.

If it weren't for these two, she would probably have been caught today.

"Don't worry, Miss. Even if we die, we will protect you."

The swordsman was panting heavily, while the other swordsman already had three or four wounds on his body.

The hurried footsteps behind them grew closer and closer. Knowing that they were likely doomed to die today, the two exchanged a glance and stopped at the same time.

"Miss, you run first, the two of us will hold them off."

Long Yun naturally didn't leave; she stood with them, ready to fight to the death.

Ouyang Chengkang led his men in a rapid attack, and all of Long Yun's men at the caravan had already been captured.

But he never expected that these two men with swords and knives would actually risk their lives to protect Long Yun for a little money.

"Yun'er."

"Ouyang Chengkang shouted, a victor's smile on his face.

Long Yun didn't say anything, she just glared at him hatefully.

But a look can't kill; instead, it only makes Ouyang Chengkang's smile grow wider.

Ouyang Chengkang was originally a member of the demonic path, but in the Liyang Dynasty, it was really difficult for them to survive. First, Qi Xuanzhen killed the six ancestors of the demonic path, and then Xu Xiao trampled the world.

If Long Teng hadn't taken him in back then, he probably wouldn't have escaped death.

He originally wanted to properly assist Long Teng and completely sever ties with the past, but ten years ago he obtained a copy of the "Joyful Sutra," which gave him the opportunity to enter the first rank.

However, to cultivate the Joyful Sutra, one needs a superior cauldron, and Dragon Rhyme is precisely the first-grade cauldron mentioned in the Joyful Sutra.

Ouyang Chengkang felt that this was a gift from heaven, and if he didn't accept it, heaven would punish him!

So he first poisoned Long Teng, and then waited for Long Yun to grow up.

He waited for ten years, and now he can finally turn her into his own furnace.

Now, Long Yun only has the swordsman duo she recruited yesterday by her side, who pose no threat to Ouyang Chengkang at all.

However, if possible, he would prefer to bring the other party under his command, because that would make Long Yun even more desperate.

So he laughed and said, "Judging from your strength, you two should pledge allegiance to me, and I will guarantee you wealth and honor. If you are determined to follow her, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

(End of this chapter)