Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 15 Happy Meeting

The three entered the town and arrived at a cattle and horse post station at the east end. They found it empty except for a young man in a tight-fitting outfit who was busy at work.

The young man had thick eyebrows and large eyes, and a simple and honest appearance.

He bent down, hoisted half a pig into the oxcart, then turned back to scoop water and wash the ground, removing the blood and grime. He was incredibly busy.

"Brother Zhao, why are you the only one here?"

Wu Yunchong asked in surprise.

He remembered that this Sifangguan outpost had a considerable number of staff, serving as a freight transshipment point.

“Brother Wu, Miss Ouyang, you’ve come to Chanxi Town too. This must be… Young Master Lu. We met him on Old Master Lu’s birthday.”

Zhao Fangshun exclaimed in surprise, but then seemed to remember something and shook his head and sighed.

"But what happened?"

"Alas, an urgent message came from Jiangzhou earlier. My master was provoked and ambushed, and is now seriously injured and bedridden..."

We brothers had just finished handing over the goods and were about to have a celebratory feast when this terrible news came.

Zhao Fangshun rubbed his face vigorously, his expression slightly saddened...

You could see that his eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that he was extremely worried.

"My junior brothers have already returned to the city on horseback. I'm here to pack some goods and I also need to hurry to the city."

"Old Hero Zhang possesses profound internal strength, his energy permeating every hair on his body, already at the sixth rank. His Four Directions Fist is extremely exquisite, rarely encountering an opponent. Yet, yet... do you know who made this move?"

"According to my junior brothers, that man was about thirty years old, with a long face and no beard, and a purplish-red scar from his left eyebrow to the corner of his eye. He used a sword with his palm, and his moves were extremely exquisite."

The master exchanged a palm strike, but he hadn't anticipated the opponent's immense, lingering force; the blow struck him squarely in the chest, causing him to cough up blood and suffer a severe injury.

"Wei Zhongming, the Eyebrowless Sword".

Wu Yunchong gritted his teeth.

"This person is Gu Dongting's eldest disciple. He is skilled in using the Azure Wave Sword and the Surging Wave Palm. It is said that due to a family tragedy when he was young, he became extremely ruthless and showed no mercy when he attacked."

The East Sea Sword Sect and the Four Directions Pavilion had no prior grudges. To be honest, it was the Four Directions Pavilion that had been helping our Heavenly Star Sect gather information these past few days…”

The group fell silent for a moment.

This news confirms at least that the members of the Donghai Sect are still hiding in Jiangzhou City and have not left.

Moreover, they are very well-informed.

Upon seeing Ouyang Zhengli, the leader of the Tianxing Sect, leave the city, he immediately turned his anger on the Sifang Pavilion and launched a fierce attack.

They may have also set up an ambush inside the city.

If it had been our group returning to the city to buy horses earlier, we might have been caught red-handed.

Wu Yunchong's face turned very ugly when he thought of this.

If Lu Wubing hadn't insisted on taking the detour around the city, things would have been much more chaotic.

"The East Sea Sect is outrageous! If we didn't have important matters to attend to, would we allow such villains to run rampant? It's all my fault!"

The three peaks joined forces to deal with the southward advance of the demonic sect's experts.

There was no time to entangle with the East Sea Sword Sect at this moment, but unexpectedly, the other party was completely unscrupulous, resorting to any means to achieve their goals.

The act of injuring Zhang Zhenshan of Sifangguan may have been an attempt to establish authority, or it may have been an act of venting anger.

More likely, they were setting a trap to lure the fellow disciples over.

This was because they knew their master wouldn't be able to get away.

Lu Wubing glanced at the cat following behind him with a strange look and found that the little guy looked disgusted and did not enter the inn, as if he was afraid of getting his snow-white paws dirty.

"Brother Wu, please don't blame yourself. Regardless of whether they were targeting you, the Donghai Sect acted without reason and went against the righteous path. They will also take their anger out on the Sifang Pavilion."

"You all seem to be in a hurry; are you heading back to the mountain gate? Why aren't you riding horses?"

"We encountered an unexpected situation on the road and lost our horse. We were even thinking of going to your door to ask for a ride."

There's no need to mention it now. Once I return to the mountain, I will certainly report to my elders and seek justice for the Sifang Academy.”

Wu Yunchong's face showed struggle; he wanted to go back to Jiangzhou to visit the injured old hero Zhang, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Knowing full well that there's trouble in the city, going there anyway is suicide.

"Our two families have always had a deep friendship, and everyone in my Sifang Pavilion has the utmost respect for Mr. Ouyang... We are just waiting for good news from the Tianxing Sect. As for the mount, it would be an honor for me to be able to help you, my fellow disciples."

Zhao Fangshun forced a smile. "Come with me. The livestock in the post station have all been driven into the valley. They've rested enough and are ready to be driven. Let's go pick out a few."

As she spoke, without giving Wu Yunchong a chance to refuse, she grabbed his hand and led him out the door to the left.

Sure enough, the faint neighing of horses could be heard from there.

Before long, they could hear the clatter of horses' hooves ahead.

Hidden among the trees, deep within the fence, someone spoke in a soft, scolding voice. "The old horse groom has a bad temper; he's always yelling and shouting like a broken gong," Zhao Fangshun said, shaking his head and laughing.

Lu Wubing paused slightly, then turned around abruptly to look back at the post station he had come from. He knew why the kitten didn't want to go inside.

They're even unwilling to get close now.

What kind of cleanliness is this?

After graduating in his previous life, Lu Wubing worked for many companies, including large and small factories. He even worked as a courier and joined a slaughterhouse.

The inn had a strong, fishy smell, and the group, preconceived notions, assumed that the half-eaten pork was pig's blood.

However, Lu Wubing had raised pigs and slaughtered them. He knew that pig's blood wasn't that fishy or pungent.

He turned his head and suddenly asked, "Brother Zhao, has your junior sister Zhang Shu been captured by the East Sea Sect?"

"you……"

Zhao Fangshun's smile froze, his pupils narrowed, and he suddenly raised his arm.

whoosh...

A bright white rainbow appeared.

Three feet away.

A sword through the throat.

Lu Wubing's sword strikes were incredibly swift.

Zhao Fangshun's arm was only halfway raised, with half of the black iron exposed at the cuff, when his throat was pierced by a move called "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun".

"Giggle!"

A strange sound came from Zhao Fangshun's throat, blood gushed out like a spring, and he could no longer lift his arm. With a thud, the five hidden arrows pierced the ground diagonally.

Five tiny holes were pierced in the mud at Lu Wubing's feet.

"Boom..."

Zhao Fangshun fell backward.

"this!"

Wu Yunchong and Ouyang Lan's expressions changed drastically.

In an instant, he realized what was going on, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at the fence of the horse farm.

"kill!"

Shouts of battle arose.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves...

What came into view was twenty or thirty horses charging out, the riders brandishing swords and spears, and others with bows and arrows at their sides, shouting and yelling.

At the same time, above the fence, with a loud bang, a rain of arrows shot up.

"Seize the horse and break through the encirclement."

Wu Yunchong's swordplay swirled, and fine sword light swirled around him as he leaped into the air amidst the rain of arrows.

I almost got tricked and walked right into a trap.

He was furious.

Lu Wubing narrowed his eyes, his heart as calm as ice. He turned around, grabbed Ouyang Lan, and ran towards the mountain forest, shouting, "Go into the mountains. Senior brother, come back!"

There was no time to explain.

This group of people were dressed in all sorts of different clothes; they were either mountain bandits or outlaws, so they weren't really anything special.

However, they actually had bows and arrows, and some of them were wearing leather armor.

The leader was a burly, dark-faced man carrying a steel spear. He was clad in steel armor and carried a huge, heavy iron shield as if it were nothing to him; he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

Their combat strength is extraordinary.

Most importantly, the other group was using deception and trickery to lure them into an ambush, clearly confident they could take down the three of them.

More likely, a master from the East Sea Sword Sect is nearby.

At this point, confronting the enemy head-on is the worst option.

By retreating into the mountains and forests, the opponent's advantage in horse combat can be negated immediately.

Another advantage is to limit the power of the enemy's superior numbers and the devastating force of their volley of arrows.

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(End of this chapter)