Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Fulong.

Outside the Zhenyu Stone.

The sound of hurried footsteps continued to be heard.

A large number of ragged refugees ran desperately towards the Zhenyu Stone.

Behind them, a group of warriors were fighting fiercely with a pack of Dark Moon Lions that suddenly appeared.

There are not many lions in this group, only a dozen or so, but the weakest one can be comparable to a violent one, and the leader is even a little stronger than an ordinary peak violent one.

The warriors who could resist them were only seven or eight warriors with violent energy from Fu Long and a dozen warriors with gathered energy who escaped from Cang Ming.

Seeing that the gathered energy was being torn apart by the lions and the lions' encirclement was gradually closing, all the warriors present felt despair.

They never expected to encounter such a crisis when they were about to arrive in Fulong.

Once these people are killed by the lion group, it is likely that none of the ordinary people who are fleeing behind them will escape.

The dawn of hope is right before our eyes, but it will never arrive.

Is there anything in the world more despairing than this?
Just when the warriors present decided to fight to the death, a shrill scream suddenly came from the wilderness on the right.

The next second, countless dim lights shot out, and countless blood waves suddenly burst out at the scene, mixed with large pieces of flesh and blood.

Even the lion king that killed the two angry ones was cut in half in mid-air. After the two halves of its body fell to the ground, it wailed a few times and died suddenly.

This sudden change shocked the warriors on the field, and then they saw that the weapons that caused this result were just some broken and rusty blades.

Steady footsteps sounded from the bushes. Seeing the serious old man in black with white hair on his temples, Bai Xunhei shouted in delight:
"Liushui Sect disciple Bai Xunhei greets Pei Gongsheng!"

"Thank you, Master Pei, for saving my life!"

……

The warriors expressed their gratitude repeatedly.

Pei Burang, a priest of Futu Sect, has reached the peak of his cultivation.

Among the four sects in the outer city, with his strength, his position in the sect is probably second only to the sect master.

Even in the Futu Sect, which is full of masters, there are only a handful of priests who are as powerful as Pei Burang.

Looking at the refugees who were still fleeing in panic not far away, Pei Burang asked:
"I have been in the Shinra ruins for a while. What is going on here?"

Bai Xunhei and others quickly explained the whole process and reasons behind the destruction of Cangming City.

Hearing that this matter might be related to the Dragonborn, Pei Burang showed a thoughtful look on his face.

Afterwards, he led Bai Xunhei and his men back to Fulong.

After arriving in Fulong, he quickly said goodbye to Bai Xunhei and others, but did not return to the Futu Sect’s headquarters. Instead, he went to the Yuelai Restaurant in the outer city, which was crowded with customers, and entered Box No. 3.

As soon as I entered the box, the two warriors who were chatting inside immediately stood up and greeted me respectfully:

"I've met the master!"

Pei Burang said casually:

"Let's serve first."

The green-clothed warrior immediately clapped his hands, and all kinds of delicious dishes were presented like water, soon filling the entire table.

Pei Burang greeted his two subordinates and ate very politely but not slowly at all.

When he was almost done eating, he made a pot of tea and while drinking it, he asked slowly as if he had just remembered something:
"What's up with the lockers?"

Hearing this, the man in green, who had been holding back for a long time, quickly spoke:

"Since you gave us the order, we have been arranging people to keep an eye on Zhu Zhibao's locker at Tianxiahui. Although there has been no news for so many years, hard work pays off. After years of surveillance, we finally saw someone take out the locker not long ago."

"Who took the locker?"

Pei Burang asked with a calm expression, as if that was not the treasure he had been waiting for for many years.

"We have conducted a detailed investigation during this period and have almost finished the investigation now."

"The man who got the cabinet is called Zhu Kexin. He is Zhu Zhibao's nephew. He originally lived in the nearby Qingcang County. He came to Fulong after breaking through his violent energy and inherited the cabinet that Zhu Zhibao saved."

"It turns out he is his relative."

Pei Burang was a little surprised:
"Zhu Zhibao lived alone in the city and claimed that his family had died in the wilderness. No one thought there was anything wrong with it. After all, this kind of thing is too common. I didn't expect that this person would deliberately conceal his life experience. I think at that time he had already guessed that he and even the people around him might be targeted by outsiders. He was really meticulous. No wonder he was able to get the Red Gold Order later."

Speaking of this, the yellow-eyed warrior sitting on the right suddenly became indignant:
"That red gold order should have fallen into the hands of its master! But it was that guy who stole it from you, and even took away the treasure map! No matter how we take revenge now, it is not too much!"

Facing the furious yellow-eyed warrior, Pei Burang was not very angry. Instead, a look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes:

“Back then, Zhu Zhibao and I were both penniless. Although we were both extremely powerful, we were still mediocre in the entire Fulong City and not worthy of anyone’s attention. We only had some extraordinary courage.

Of course, courage is used to describe successful people. In the eyes of many people at that time, we were just foolish and bold.

After all, no one had ever thought that there would be a violent warrior who would take on the Red Gold Order's bounty mission. Even if one was at the peak of the Strength, one could easily lose one's life if one was not careful, not to mention two violent warriors who simply did not take their lives seriously."

"But those who are laughing at the joke don't know that we already have the key clues related to the mission, hidden in the ruins of Shinra. It's just that the process of exploration requires taking great risks, but we did it anyway."

"It is said that those who have nothing are truly invincible. That was almost the case with us back then. If it were me now, I might not have the courage I had back then. Although I am stronger now, I have more concerns and I am no longer as brave as I was when I was young."

"Fortunately, we survived a near-death experience and finally succeeded. However, there was only one Red Gold Token, so there was definitely not enough for us to share. Later, he chose the Red Gold Token, and I inherited all the other treasures in the cave.

It is precisely because of those treasures that I was able to break through to the peak of Entry Strength in just over a decade, and I am now not far from the Silk Strength. "

"What a pity, I was still tricked by Zhu Zhibao. I didn't react until he left Fulong."

Speaking of this, Pei Burang couldn't help but sigh slightly:
"To get the bounty of the Red Gold Order, you need to hand in a token obtained from the cave. At that time, I didn't think that the token was anything special. If I had to say something, it was probably because the material was very, very hard. Even a mithril-grade weapon couldn't destroy it.

Of course, just from common sense, it must be very difficult for such a token to make the Wanfa Pavilion offer a red gold token as a reward. But no matter how difficult it was, it was of no use to us at that time, and it was not even as good as a book on the method of condensing strength.

This is like a traveler who is about to die of thirst discovering gold in the desert. No matter how valuable gold is, it cannot compare to a handful of water.

At that time, I was already satisfied with the other treasures in the cave, and I thought that the token would at most be exchanged for a red gold token, and I was very convinced of the deal. But what I never expected was that the token actually contained secret treasures and inheritance. I didn't get the inheritance of the cave owner, and I don't know if Zhu Zhibao got it, but the secret treasure definitely fell into his hands, but it takes at least the strength of the upper class to open the secret treasure.

At that time, he was just furious. Even if he wanted to inherit the secret treasure, he couldn't go through that dangerous road at all, so he recorded the detailed map of the secret treasure and left it to his relatives."

"Don't you think this is excessive?"

Pei Burang raised his eyebrows and asked:
“It was something we all got together, but he hid it from me.

I won’t talk about the inheritance because I don’t know whether he got it or not.

But as a secret treasure that is dozens of times more important than the many treasures in the cave, I should have had half of it, but he gave it all to his nephew.

This is clearly using my things as a favor, so I want to take back my half of the secret stash, is this normal?

After being delayed for so many years, it is normal for the other half of the secret stash to serve as compensation as interest, right?"

"Of course what the master said is correct!"

The yellow-eyed warrior said in a deep voice:
"The secret treasure should have belonged to the master. If Zhu Zhibao hadn't deliberately kept it back, the master would have long since become a Silk Power expert and fully entered the decision-making level of Fulong City. Why would he have been delayed for so long at the peak of the Entering Power level?"

The blue-clothed warrior on the other side immediately nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Pei Burang smiled and said:

"That's what you said, but since you notified me to come back and didn't put the locker in front of me, it means you must have encountered some unsolvable problems. If I remember correctly, Zhu Kexin seems to be just a rage, right? Can't you two, who are at the peak of rage, reason with him?"

Hearing this, the green-clothed warrior replied with some embarrassment:

"Although Zhu Kexin is only a senior tyrant, he still has three fellow apprentices. The youngest of them, Ning Yan, is rumored to have been promoted to the Ru Jin level. Even the old man who fell from the Ru Jin level before couldn't get away with him.

And just yesterday, the Anti-Fraud Gang they belonged to was celebrating with all kinds of lights and decorations, saying that Zhu Kexin's senior brother Wu Xuantian had been promoted to the entry level, which didn't seem to be fake. In this case, it's really hard for us to go up and reason with them."

"You did the right thing by not going up there to cause trouble."

Pei Bourang said slowly:
"I've heard of Wu Xuantian. Not only does he have a wide circle of friends, but most importantly, he has very good relationships with many female cultivators. Among them, there might be one or two who have reached the level of Jin, or even a high-ranking and powerful disciple of the True Transmission of Violence.

If trouble really arises and there is no way to solve it quickly and easily, there will probably be endless trouble.

Plus, now that he's been promoted, it'll probably be even harder to handle."

The yellow-eyed warrior suddenly looked embarrassed and said:

"Then what should we do? Master, you can't just leave the secret treasure there, right?"

"Of course I can't not."

Pei Burang said calmly:
“It’s just the peak of Ru Jin. It’s not strong enough for me to take action. Even if I’m at the peak of Ru Jin, there are not many people who can truly defeat me, not to mention that the target this time is not him, but his junior fellow apprentice Zhu Kexin.

Don't forget that Zhu Kexin is just angry. I have a hundred ways to make him disappear from Ru Jin's side without leaving any trace."

"So shall we start now?"

The green-clothed warrior asked impatiently.

"Don't be impatient. The cooked duck cannot fly away. Wait until I finish this cup of tea."

……

Half an hour later, based on the information gathered by the yellow-eyed warrior, the group slowly arrived at the Wanfa Pavilion.

Looking at the crowded hall, Pei Burang couldn't help but sigh:

“If I had chosen that token back then, I would be a member of the Wanfa Pavilion now.

Zhu Zhibao's vision is indeed longer-term. After joining the Wanfa Pavilion, whether it is Ru Jin or Si Jin, they are just the starting points of martial arts.

But trapped in Fulong City, the height of this life is obvious.

But in my opinion at that time, being able to break through the levels and achieve the goal was a blessing from heaven.

But who could have thought I would end up where I am today?”

Shaking his head, Pei Burang prepared to lead his two subordinates to the third floor.

They knew that Zhu Kexin and his party went to the fourth floor, but the fourth floor was not accessible unless Wanfa Pavilion actively invited them. The third floor was the best place for outsiders to go.

Although he could wait for Zhu Kexin on the first floor, when the time came, Pei Burang was not as calm as he appeared. He just hoped to see Zhu Kexin as soon as possible.

However, after taking a few steps, there was a sudden commotion ahead.

Then, a warrior from Wanfa Pavilion, guarded by eight aggressive warriors, strode down from the upstairs and arrived in front of the notice board.

Then the warrior took out a huge red notice and handed it to the angry warrior beside him, who posted it on the notice board, covering the entire notice board.

The notice clearly stated in large bold letters:

Congratulations to Ning Yan, the fourth leader of the Anti-Fraud Gang, for becoming the seventh holder of the Red Gold Order of the Fulong Wanfa Pavilion!
Attached below are the personal signatures and seals of Pavilion Master Wei Hai and three deputy pavilion masters.

When people saw this notice, the scene was quiet for a moment, and then it was shaken.

Countless noises turned into a wave, surging endlessly, and seemed to blow up the entire hall.

The Red Gold Order!

That’s the Red Gold Order!
Over the past one hundred years, the Fulong Wanfa Pavilion has only issued six Red Gold Orders. The holders must either be extremely powerful, extremely talented, or extremely lucky. But no matter what, getting the Red Gold Order means the beginning of a rise.

It is rumored that the weakest among them has reached the level of Silk Power, and the strongest among them has even broken through to the third level, becoming big figures that cannot be ignored in the capital city.

And now, the seventh holder has appeared!
And it has nothing to do with the familiar names in the city.

For a moment, everyone started to inquire about Ning Yan's identity information, and the commotion continued to spread far away.

In the crowd, Pei Bürang looked at the notice, his face was slightly stunned, and then became extremely ugly.

It would be fine if it was just an ordinary peak of strength.

The holder of the Red Gold Order has the entire Wanfa Pavilion behind him. How can he take back the secret treasure from the other party's relatives and friends?
Things are getting troublesome! (End of this chapter)