Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

Zhang Rensheng's only son?

Lu Cheng looked at the young man who had already fainted from the pain and pursed his lips.

Zhang Rensheng of the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School is a martial artist who has been practicing the Body Refinement Realm for many years.

If I were to face him directly, I fear I would lose my life in the blink of an eye.

After listening, Xue Yin remained silent for a moment.

Then he turned to the other person and said:

"Horse back quickly and report everything to Commander Shen. Also, request that the Zhenwu Battalion be prepared for battle."

The soldier nodded, mounted his horse, and rode away in a cloud of dust.

Xue Yin then turned to Lu Cheng:

"According to the laws of the Grand Canal, using force to break the law, robbing caravans, and killing people are crimes punishable by death."

"These people and the forces behind them cannot escape, but the decision on how to deal with them rests with Lieutenant Shen."

"In my opinion, you should return to Changfeng Escort Agency first, tell the three escort leaders what happened today, and then we can discuss it further."

Lu Cheng looked at Xue Yin; the protective intent in his words was quite obvious.

He immediately cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you, General Xue."

Xue Yin waved his hand, said nothing more, and directed his soldiers to tie the seven survivors onto the carriage, collect the corpses from the ground, and drive away.

……

Lu Cheng watched Xue Yin and the others leave and sighed.

If Shen Yi were willing to take action, the Four Directions Martial Arts School would have absolutely no chance of fighting back.

But Lu Cheng really couldn't guess what Shen Yi would do.

Liu Yi emerged from behind the car formation. Although his face was pale after all that had happened, he remained relatively calm.

He walked up to Lu Cheng and asked:

"Young Master Lu, what should we do next?"

Lu Cheng thought for a moment and said:

"Uncle Yi, you should lead the convoy onward. Giving these six hundred doses of blood-activating powder to the Zhang family should provide some relief."

"If we can acquire another 1,300 doses of medicinal herbs, we can pay off the Zhang family's debt."

"With Brother Zhao here, there shouldn't be any major problems on the road."

"Xue Yin is right. Zhang Rensheng is not easy to deal with. I need to rush back to the escort agency to report to the three head镖师 (escorts/escorts)."

Liu Yi nodded:

"Alas, we have truly dragged Young Master Lu into this mess."

He heard what was just said.

That's a body-refining martial artist, someone who is practically a god to ordinary people.

Once he goes berserk, Lu Cheng will definitely be in danger.

Lu Cheng shook his head, gave Zhao Cheng some more instructions, and then rode back before the caravan could depart.

Liu Yi and Zhao Cheng then called on the villagers to pack up their carriages and horses and get back on the road.

……

Two days later.

The back hall of the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School.

Zhang Rensheng sat in a grand chair, an account book in front of him, his brows furrowed.

There were three other people sitting opposite him.

They are Zhou Ziwang, the master of the White Tiger Martial Arts School; Li Yuanji, the master of the Azure Dragon Martial Arts School; and Old Master Xun, the master of the Black Tortoise Martial Arts School.

The tea beside the four of them had long since gone cold, yet they hadn't even touched the covered bowls.

Zhou Ziwang rubbed his temples and said in a deep voice:

"It's about time, I wonder what the result is over there."

Li Yuanji said:

"What difficulty could four mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators possibly have in taking down a few kids who haven't been practicing martial arts for very long?"

"Didn't we successfully bring the medicinal herbs back last time?"

"Instead of worrying about that, you should worry about what to do with the rest of the medicine."

Zhou Ziwang nodded, his tone somewhat helpless:

"How much is left to go?"

Regarding the prize money for the contest that Shen Yi requested, the seventeen families were divided into three groups.

Part of the Four Directions Martial Arts School.

The Xu and Huang families, who have been related by marriage for generations, are counted as one.

The remaining few companies will issue the final copy.

That translates to 3,500 taels of silver and 1,700 doses of the Blood-Activating Powder.

One hundred and seventy doses each of Baijing Pills, Zhuanggu Powder, Yijin Pills, and Yuji Ointment.

The total amounted to nearly 20,000 taels of silver, which was no small sum.

Even with the accumulated experience of these four companies over the years, they were quite nervous for a while.

Zhang Rensheng patted the account book:

"We are still short 600 units of the Blood-Activating Powder, and we are also short more than half of the Hundred Essence Pills and Bone-Strengthening Powder."

"In total, it should amount to at least another six thousand taels."

Upon hearing this number, the other three fell silent.

Zhou Ziwang slammed his fist on the table and said angrily:

"That idiot in the Huang family! He only managed to concoct less than five hundred doses of medicine from over two thousand ingredients. What's he even good for!"

"With this level of skill, how dare they call themselves an alchemist!"

Old Master Xun of Xuanwu Martial Arts School shook his head:

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. We don't trust other alchemists."

"The key issue now is that we don't have much money left."

"Ah Sheng, is there really nothing left in the Fish Gang? This whole mess was caused by him."

Zhang Rensheng opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

This incident may seem like it was to stand up for Yang Biao, but everyone knows the real reason behind it.

He still had some friendship with Yang Biao of the Fish Gang, and shifting the blame onto Yang Biao was not what he wanted to see.

But the four people in front of him were allies formed by the older generation, so he couldn't really refute them.

He could only vaguely say:

"The Fish Gang only has so much capital, and they've already used it all up. I've been urging them to hurry up these past few days."

"But on your side, I haven't seen how much of your guilds have contributed."

The three exchanged glances, and Li Yuanji said:

"Our group doesn't earn as much as the Fish Gang, but you're right, we'll go back and urge them again."

The other two didn't say anything, they just nodded slightly.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

A disciple rushed in in a panic:

"Master, something terrible has happened! The Zhenwu Battalion has surrounded our martial arts school!"

Zhang Rensheng suddenly stood up:

"What did you say?"

The disciple, catching his breath, repeated:

"Suddenly, a large number of people arrived at Zhenwu Camp and blocked both the front and back gates."

"The leader is a lieutenant, who says he's there to apprehend bandits who robbed caravans and stole from merchants in Yangcheng!"

boom!

After the disciple finished speaking, the four people in the room all turned pale.

"Oh no, oh no, how did this happen?"

"The Zhenwu Battalion has blocked the gate, what are we going to do!"

Only Zhang Rensheng immediately realized something and asked the disciple:

"Have you seen the young master in the group?"

The disciple shook his head:

"The enemy force only had armored Zhenwu Battalion soldiers; I didn't see anyone else."

Zhang Rensheng remained silent for a moment, then nodded and immediately gave the order:

"Have all disciples in the martial arts school assemble immediately and guard the front and back gates."

Then he addressed the other three:

"The Zhenwu Battalion arrived so quickly, which means Shen Yi is no longer giving us a chance. Let's find a way to escape!"

Now, the remaining three were at a loss.

The four of them walked through the house and hall, and finally arrived at the gate of the martial arts school.

The door had long been firmly closed by then.

A dozen or so disciples stood guard at the door, their faces filled with fear.

Zhang Rensheng and his three companions leaped onto the wall and looked out.

Both ends of the street have been sealed off by soldiers from the Zhenwu Camp.

Hundreds of armored soldiers surrounded the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School, making it impossible to pass through.

A middle-aged man dressed in silver armor with a long sword at his waist sat astride his horse, staring expressionlessly at the gate of the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School.

Behind him, Xue Yin and Li Wei stood on his left and right, respectively.

Zhang Rensheng took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and asked in a loud voice:

"Captain Zeng, what do you mean by this?"

The man in silver armor said calmly:

"Master Zhang, your young master colluded with bandits to rob merchant caravans and kill people. He has now been apprehended."

"I am ordered to search the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School, capture any remaining accomplices, and recover the stolen goods."

"Please open the door, Master Zhang, don't make a mistake."

Zhang Rensheng forced a cold laugh:

"Captain Zeng, you're just making baseless accusations, searching without any proof? Do you think I have no one backing me up?"

The silver-armored man didn't say anything more, he simply nodded:

"Since that's the case, then don't blame the Zhenwu Battalion for being ruthless."

After saying that, he raised his hand.

Behind him, Xue Yin unfolded a document and read aloud:

"The Zhenwu Camp of Yangcheng County, Dongyang Prefecture, under the Great Yun Zhenwu Guard, has been found guilty of violating martial law by the Zhuque, Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu martial arts schools, including robbing merchant caravans, committing murder and theft. We are hereby ordered to investigate and prosecute them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several soldiers carrying a thick wooden stake stepped forward and slammed it into the gate of the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts School.

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