Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 68: Dingyuan Hou, Destroys Yue Army (Read more)
Lu Ming was able to refine the metal disc more smoothly because the disc's spirituality was matured by absorbing a large amount of Lu Ming's telekinesis.

After the bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade was suppressed, the disc instantly merged into his body, and an almost transparent precious light covered his body.

As the disc entered his body, Lu Ming became spiritually connected with the magic weapon and immediately knew how to use it.

He only needs to infuse his thoughts into it, and he can split the disc at will, or transform it into nine daggers that fly away, or float around his body like a shield.

In an instant, nine silver rays of light burst out from his body, making it impossible to track them with the naked eye.

The metal disc is highly integrated with telekinesis. Although it is sharp and strong, it is extremely light and driven by the mind, with almost no consumption.

Even when Lu Ming integrated it into his body, divine light emanated from his body, and he could directly use telekinesis to propel himself to fly, which was much easier and less labor-intensive than before.

"From now on, I'll call you... Silver Moon Nine-Cut Blade."

Lu Ming was very happy. He was very satisfied with the two magical weapons. One was driven by spirit and the other was driven by blood and energy, which made up for all his shortcomings.

Now that he had the divine weapons, he had no intention of lingering here. After all, taking two divine weapons was already excessive. If he took a few more, I'm afraid everyone in the Martial Temple would turn against him.

"Lu Ming..."

He had just walked out of the [Soldier Hiding Cave] when he heard someone calling his name. Without saying a word, he ran away.

Then the guards in charge of the soldier hiding cave were alarmed.

This guy came to the soldier cave and took away two magical weapons. How could this happen? Get them back quickly.

……

After leaving the soldier hiding cave, Lu Ming did not return to the Jin family immediately, but strolled outside.

He felt that the people in the Cangbing Cave must be very angry and it was not appropriate to confront them head-on. He should wait for a few days until their anger subsided, or until Song Siye helped him to handle it before going back.

This saves a lot of hassle.

At worst, I can just return the [Golden Fire Claw] to Shan Wuji. Anyway, I have refined these two magical weapons, so it is absolutely impossible for me to return them.

"Waiter, serve me your best meal."

Lu Ming played with the iron gall and leisurely went to a restaurant.

This restaurant was owned by the Jin family, and Jin Jiu and I had been there several times before. The shopkeeper saw that it was Mr. Lu who had arrived and quickly called for the waiters to serve him.

Lu Ming found a seat with a good view and sat down. Various dishes and drinks were quickly served.

"Master Lu, this is the blood pigeon we sent from the south. It's not only delicious when used to make soup, but it's also very nourishing. It's a top-quality delicacy."

The shopkeeper came over personally with a bowl of hot soup and said with a smile on his face.

Lu Ming enjoyed the meal very much. Although the meat in the meat mountain was high in energy, it had no taste when eaten raw. He would still go out to have a snack every now and then to experience the beauty of life.

He was eating and drinking when he heard noisy scolding coming from the street.

However, he saw government officials driving away pedestrians, leaving the main road clear, and a group of cavalrymen were slowly approaching from a distance.

Dozens of cavalrymen were all dressed in black armor, riding on tall horses with flags fluttering in the wind hanging on their backs.

The word "Lu" is written on the front of the flag, and the word "Dingyuan" is written on the back.

"Wow, so impressive! Which royal relative is this?"

Lu Ming finished the pigeon soup in a few gulps and was struggling with the pigeon meat when he asked.

"His surname is Lu... That should be Marquis Dingyuan. Those black-armored cavalrymen are also the [Chuiyue Army] under Marquis Dingyuan." The shopkeeper stared at the flag for a while before speaking.

The Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion was located in Heng'an Prefecture, the largest of Bingzhou's prefectures, yet also the smallest and most impoverished. While Bingzhou was close to the border, Heng'an was the most remote, encountering numerous conflicts with the northern barbarians each year. Yet, precisely because of this, Heng'an's people were valiant and their army was elite, especially the "Crushing Yue Army" under the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion. Though numbering only 3,000, each was a highly skilled warrior, and many mid- and low-ranking officers possessed martial arts prowess of the second and third levels.

After wearing heavy armor, each of them can fight ten people at once.

"It's actually our family."

Lu Ming didn't really care, it was just because the other person happened to have the same surname as Lu that he left a deep impression on him.

"Marquis Dingyuan has been rooted in Bingzhou for a hundred years. Perhaps several generations ago, you and Marquis Dingyuan were also family."

The shopkeeper said with a smile.

Lu Ming smiled casually. He had no intention of currying favor with Marquis Dingyuan. Moreover, his surname was Lu because it was his surname in his previous life. He didn't know the name of this body in this life, so he couldn't be called Lu Ming.

However, when Lu Ming looked at the leading cavalryman, he was stunned.

Although the leading cavalryman was also wearing black armor, it was obvious that she was a woman, tall and with a serious expression.

But Lu Ming felt that the other person looked very familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly remembered that this woman looked about 60% similar to my own body.

Could it be that this body of mine is really that of a young master of a marquisate who has been stranded outside? Because of the bloody struggle in the marquisate, the original owner of this body was drowned in a pond, and my consciousness took the opportunity to occupy the body.

In a short period of time, Lu Ming had imagined countless big dramas in his mind.

"If I were truly the son of a marquis, why would I even take the imperial examination? I could just go back and kill the old marquis and inherit the family business. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Lu Ming was lost in thought. He had no moral baggage towards these strangers.

What's more, his previous life died in an unclear manner. If he was really born in a marquis's mansion, who knows what kind of calculations he had experienced.

"Master Lu, Master Lu..."

The shopkeeper called out softly twice before waking Lu Ming from his reverie.

Lu Ming suddenly felt bored. If he could reach the top in one step, he would not bother to work so hard.

However, the so-called dream of becoming a son of a marquis is just wishful thinking.

"Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?"

Just as Lu Ming continued to feast on his food, a figure blocked his light. He looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Jiang... Lord Wubei."

Lu Ming paused. He had unexpectedly encountered Jiang Taiyan here. Could he be here to arrest him on orders from the Martial Temple? But given his recent offenses, they shouldn't warrant the deployment of the armed forces.

"Waiter, clear this table and set up a new one."

"Add another bowl of pigeon blood soup."

Lu Ming shouted at the top of his lungs, then looked at Jiang Taiyan seriously.

Jiang Taiyan didn't bother to be polite with Lu Ming and just sat down opposite him.

"Lu Ming, right? I'd like to recruit you to join the armed forces. Are you interested?"

Jiang Taiyan looked at Lu Ming with a smile and spoke straight to the point.

(End of this chapter)