Dream of the Red Chamber: Starting from Immortal Martial Arts

Xiangyu Garden, at the entrance of the pavilion.

Xu Yuan's expression turned cold upon hearing Wang Ren's insults, but he didn't even glance at him. Instead, he stared at Jia Lian and Jia Rong and asked, "Lian Er, Rong Nephew, are you sure about this?"

The two men looked at Jia Baoyu, whose eyes were slightly bruised. Their precious child had been beaten, but since they had already dealt with it, they could explain it back home.

But now that the other party is asking questions again, I can't show any weakness, or I'll be in big trouble when I get home.

Jia Lian nodded helplessly: "You surnamed Xu, tell the person behind you who made the move to come out."

Seeing this, Xu Yuan took a step back and said calmly, "Then let's see who's the best."

As soon as he finished speaking, the martial servants in front of him moved at the sound, and Jia Lian's servants also stepped forward to meet the enemy. Unfortunately, they could only barely hold on, and every now and then someone was beaten until they were dizzy and fell down with their face covered in blood.

Seeing this, the surrounding guests whispered among themselves: "Look at the servants of the Jia and Wang families, there isn't a single one who is a military servant."

"Indeed, they are not even as good as the servants of the Feng and Wei families."

"Tsk tsk, it seems Jia is going to lose face today."

At the entrance to the pavilion, the servants of both the civil and military factions were engaged in a chaotic battle. Every now and then, someone would fall to the ground with blood flowing from their mouth and nose, only to hurriedly get up and rush back inside. Some clever ones would even sneak back to the mansion to fetch reinforcements.

As Wang Ren watched his servants fall one after another and listened to the mocking words around him, anger surged in his eyes. He actually rushed forward and used both hands and feet to beat the enemy servants who dared not fight back, while repeatedly cursing, "I am the son of the military governor of the capital garrison. Who dares to touch me?"

"I've already sent people to fetch the personal guards from the manor. Once the reinforcements arrive, I'll beat you all to a pulp."

"Especially that bastard in the turtle robe, you lowly merchant's son dares to hit me, you're dead."

"You bastard, I'll kill you and ransack your house, making your mother and all your female relatives serve me."

Wang Ren's words echoed throughout the six-story pavilion of Xiangyu Garden, filling the spacious space and making many guests feel extremely annoyed.

The cultivation world of Da Zhao is prosperous and has many cultivators. Therefore, when conflicts occur among the scions of aristocratic families, they usually send their servants or retainers to perform martial arts demonstrations and fight, and rarely get involved themselves.

As the saying goes, "A son of a wealthy family should not sit under a dangerous roof," because if an accident occurs and blood is drawn, things will escalate.

Wang Ren's behavior of hurling insults and personally assaulting his servants, relying on his status, is truly unbelievable and disgraceful.

The young man in the green brocade martial arts uniform behind Xu Yuan blushed. Hearing Wang Ren's insults against his mother, he became furious and drew a soft sword from his waist, rushing straight at Wang Ren with a roar: "I'll kill you first!"

Xu Yuan paused, seemingly stunned, before hurriedly speaking with a look of anxiety after he had swung his hand and cut down several of Wang's servants in succession: "Brother Zhang, stop! That scoundrel Wang Ren has already escaped behind Jia Lian. Come back quickly!"

A faint, almost invisible aura of ink-like writing flowed into Zhang Zhixiong's ears, causing his bloodshot, angry eyes to lock firmly onto Wang Ren. With a burst of speed, he thrust his sword straight forward.

Wang Ren was so frightened that he lost his composure. He never expected that these cowards would dare to use weapons. Seeing the approaching sword blade flashing with cold light, he subconsciously reached out and pulled Jia Lian in front of him to block it.

"No."

"stop."

Xu Yuan's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, and his literary energy surged. He was about to intervene, but it was too late. He heard:

"Pfft."

The soft sword pierced through his left abdomen. Jia Lian's handsome face froze for a moment. He looked down at his abdomen, which was bleeding profusely, and then closed his eyes and fainted.

When Zhang Zhixiong realized who his soft sword had pierced, he felt a chill run down his spine and staggered to hide behind Xu Yuan.

The people around were also in a panic. This was the only legitimate son of the Rongguo Mansion's eldest branch and the cousin of the fierce tiger of the Ningguo Mansion. He had really stirred up a hornet's nest.

Instantly, the servants, their faces filled with terror, turned back and ran downstairs to report back to their homes.

Just then, Xu Xinlian and Ziyu came out of the No. 1 compartment for a short rest. Upon hearing about this, they quickly came down to mediate. If they disturbed the elders upstairs, the matter would not be resolved peacefully.

The beautiful woman, cursing inwardly, hurriedly arrived with a group of thugs and martial arts healers. As soon as she descended the wooden steps, a smile returned to her face, and she teased, "Oh dear guests, what's wrong today? We have plenty of beautiful girls in our establishment, why be angry? I've already ordered..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jia Lian, lying in a pool of blood at the doorway, came into view. Her pupils contracted instantly, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

Oh no, oh no! That killer is upstairs! I don't want to die.

Disregarding her composure, Xu Xinlian rushed over, knelt down, and picked up Jia Lian. She reached out to check his neck and, finding a pulse, breathed a sigh of relief. She cried out, "Doctor! Doctor! Quick, come and save him!"

Just then, Jia and his six companions, who had come out to investigate, saw the situation and their faces tightened. They immediately darted down from the sixth floor.

Jia He half-squatted in front of Jia Lian, mustered his strength, and repeatedly pressed his fingers on Jia Lian's abdomen to close the wound and stop the bleeding.

The expressions of everyone around and the guests inside the building changed drastically when they saw Jia He. A general under the fierce tiger? And the commanders of the personal guards of the various dukes' mansions?

Xu Yuan and the others' expressions gradually turned ugly, and the censor Sun Che, standing to the side, was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Oh no, wasn't that person supposed to be still fighting bandits?

Xu Yuan was filled with remorse. He never expected that his one act of stirring up trouble would cause such a big problem. He softened his tone and said, "So it turns out that Brother Yu Yin's generals are also here. This was an accidental injury to Brother Lian. We are willing to provide your young master with ten thousand gold pieces of medicine to help him recover."

Jia He ignored him, stood up and shouted, "Tiger Guards, assemble!"

From the second compartment on the west side of the sixth floor, the Golden Tiger Guards, clad in tiger armor carved from a hundred-times-forged cold iron and with their hands on their black gold waist knives, filed out. Their bodies were shrouded in blood-red gauze robes. They smashed through the wooden railings of the sixth floor and leaped down, dissipating their force as wood chips flew from each floor. They rushed to the gate of the pavilion, pushed aside Jia Rong, Jia Baoyu, and others who were blocking the entrance, and formed a charging formation.

Following that, a steady stream of elite troops from various prefectures emerged, including the Wild Bull Guard, Green Wood Guard, Violent Ape Guard, Crimson Wolf Guard, and Wind-Escape Guard, who defended all four sides and surrounded the entire pavilion.

In an instant, the entire Xiangyu Garden fell silent.

Jia Rong, trembling, stepped forward and whispered to Jia He, "Second Uncle has returned to the capital? Is he here?"

After Baoyu was beaten, those few of them stopped staying in the mansion and spent all their time having fun outside.

Under everyone's gaze, Jia He nodded and said, "The general is returning to the capital today, and he is having a drink with the five gentlemen Niu, Liu, Hou, Chen, and Ma."

The next moment, whispers arose in the various rooms:

"Good heavens, he's here. This is going to be interesting."

"Hehe, that hypocrite Xu Yuan is going to be in trouble."

"Hmph, does this uncouth brute dare to kill Xu Jieyuan in public?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the leaders of all the Duke's mansions are here, things are getting out of hand."

"It was worth the money to come and listen to music today."

Inside the sixth-floor compartment number one, Jia Tang and his six companions, upon hearing Jia He's outburst, all stood up and left the compartment for the corridor.

After taking in the chaos on the first floor, the six of them floated down and landed. Looking at Jia Lian lying in a pool of blood being bandaged by a doctor, and the injuries of his relatives and friends around him, Jia Tang narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Those who did it, come out and kill yourselves. Of the remaining two, take one, or they'll all die."

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A grand banquet was being held in the flower hall on the west side of Rongqing Hall in Rongguo Mansion.

Among the female relatives, Grandmother Jia sat in the center, with Jia Min on her left. The three ladies, Wang, Xing, and You, accompanied her, while the three sisters, Chun, accompanied Lin Daiyu. Li Wan and Wang Xifeng, along with their maids and servants, waited to the side to add bowls and chopsticks.

Jia Min was initially in a good mood because her family had given her assistance, but she was disgusted by the kind-faced, Buddha-like Lady Wang.

What kind of thing is worthy of dining at the same table as me?

Before I got married, you were just waiting by my side.

Especially when he recalled what Grandmother Jia had said about the ungrateful wretch, his face turned cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, a mocking smile appeared on his lips, and he stared at Madam Wang without saying a word.

Lady Wang's eyelids twitched, and she got up and went to the right side of Grandmother Jia, picking up a piece of eggplant dish with her chopsticks and feeding it to the old lady.

Suddenly, Mingyan's wailing voice rang out from outside: "Grandma, Madam, something terrible has happened! Master Bao has been beaten, and Master Lian has been stabbed. Their fates are unknown."

"What? Bring the servant in immediately!"

Everyone was taken aback. Forget about eating and drinking, they hurriedly called the old woman to bring people in. The other women in the room were also in a panic, but Jia Min remained calm and ate her meal with her daughter.

With her face bruised and swollen, her clothes torn and stained with oil, Mingyan followed the old woman into the flower hall and immediately knelt down. Madam Wang hurriedly asked what had happened, and Mingyan gave a halting explanation.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xifeng's vision went black, and she swayed before managing to regain her balance. Jia She, who was drinking with Jia Zheng and Jia Zhen in the outer hall, immediately changed his expression, and a chilling murderous aura began to emanate from his eyes. He bowed to Grandmother Jia at the entrance of the inner hall and said, "Please order my servants to lead a squad of Tiger Guards to provide support."

The Jia Clan's Golden Fire Tiger Guards consist of forty people, all of whom are at the fifth level of the intermediate Blood Refining stage, and are led by four major generals.

The Tiger Guards were under Jia Tang's command. Apart from Grandmother Jia, who could command a squad using the Fire Tiger Token when Jia Tang was not in the mansion, the Tiger Guards did not obey the orders of the rest of the household.

Grandmother Jia dared not delay, fearing that something bad might happen, so she hurriedly took out the Fire Tiger Token and said, "Eldest son and Zhen'er, quickly go and have Jia An lead the team there."

"Peace" and "Peace and Health" were names personally bestowed and cultivated by the first generation of the two dukes of Ning and Rong. They were registered in the Ministry of War and the military government, initially holding the ninth-rank military position, and their names were passed down from generation to generation to assist the direct line of the Jia family in leading generals.

No legitimate son of the Rongguo Mansion practiced martial arts for four generations, and when Jia Tang was a child, Jia Daishan had already decided that "the two generals of Ankang in this generation will belong to Tiger Cub".

These four men, all around forty years old, had, in recent years, under Jia Tang's vigorous nurturing, broken through the path to immortality, extending their lives by sixty years, and were all brave and fierce.

Just then, Jia Lian's personal servant Xing'er rushed in, hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, quickly recounting the events, and then said, "When I arrived, everyone had already appeared, and the master should have been among them."

Jia She, who had intended to lead the strong soldiers of his mansion along, paused slightly upon hearing this, but after calming himself down, he continued to sit down and drink.

With Yu Yin present, the situation is under control.

As long as Jia Lian is alive, or even half-dead, it doesn't matter, as long as he can have children, it doesn't matter.

Grandmother Jia was slightly relieved: "Let Jia An lead the team on this trip."