How did I, a fake bodyguard, become a terrestrial immortal?

Fang Xuan took the notice, his gaze falling on the official seal below: "Pei Wujiu?"

Zhao Mingtang asked, "Do you know this person?"

"Commander of the Dukou Pass Garrison, a sixth-rank military officer."

Fang Xuan said, "This man has served at the ferry pass for more than ten years. He is most skilled in the Crimson Sun Heart-Shattering Palm, and many evil cultivators have died at his hands."

Why would he believe the woman in the black robe?

"Perhaps it's not about believing."

Fang Xuan flipped the notice over to the back.

A small, black insect molt, about the size of a grain of rice, was stuck to the paper.

"Mother-Child Sound Transmission Gu"

"Before the woman in black entered the stone gate, she must have already passed on our message to her accomplices at the ferry pass."

Lu Yang frowned: "The Zhenwu Division also has faceless individuals?"

"The Zhenwu Division is spread throughout the Great Li and has a large number of personnel. It's not surprising that a few people have infiltrated."

Fang Xuan flicked the notice between his fingertips.

A wisp of very faint red smoke rose from the paper and drifted towards the ferry crossing.

His expression changed slightly: "Tracing Fragrance."

"This notice is bait!"

The guard from Prince An's residence who retrieved the notice immediately threw the paper on the ground.

But the red smoke had already risen into the air.

The sound of rapid hoofbeats echoed from the distant official road.

Lu Yang looked towards the ferry crossing and couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't know how efficient the Zhenwu Division was at handling cases.

When it came to catching themselves, they were all incredibly fast.

A moment later, dozens of black-armored constables appeared on the official road.

The leader was around forty years old, tall, and wore no sword at his waist, only a pair of dark red wrist guards.

This person was none other than Pei Wujiu.

Pei Wujiu reined in the carriage when it was about ten feet away.

"Your subject Pei Wujiu greets Princess Yong'an."

Zhao Mingtang took out the white jade token.

"Since you recognize me, Princess, why don't you tell your men to leave?"

Pei Wujiu dismounted and bowed slightly.

"The princess has been possessed by Fang Xuan, and her soul has been controlled by sorcery."

"This humble general is ordered to rescue you back to the city."

Zhao Mingtang's expression turned cold: "This princess has not been possessed. How could Fang Xuan possess me when he's right there!"

"This is the Yong'an Decree of the Prince An's Mansion!"

Zhao Mingtang threw the token over.

Pei Wujiu didn't take the token; it fell to the ground.

"The token can only prove that this body belongs to the princess."

Pei Wujiu looked at Zhao Mingtang: "As for whether the soul in the body is the princess, we will have to investigate to find out."

Lu Yang was stunned.

The biggest advantage of this theory is that it is completely impossible to prove itself.

As long as the other party insists that Zhao Mingtang was possessed, no matter what evidence she produces, it can be said that the possessor stole her memories.

Pei Wujiu.

Fang Xuan lifted the carriage curtain, his face still pale.

"The notice said that I possessed the princess."

"So who am I now?"

Pei Wujiu glanced at him: "Heh, what a well-controlled puppet."

Fang Xuan fell silent.

The logic is rigorous and watertight.

If he hadn't been the person involved himself, he almost would have believed it too.

Pei Wujiu's gaze finally landed on Lu Yang.

"Lu Yang, a native of the Northern Border."

"Possessed by an evil spirit from beyond the realm, it has colluded with the Green Lotus Sect. A reward of five thousand taels of silver will be given for its capture."

Lu Yang asked, "Did you have the portrait painted?"

"good."

"Your painting skills are somewhat unworthy of the position of captain."

Pei Wujiu ignored his assessment.

"Surrender and I can guarantee that I will spare your lives for the time being."

Zhao Mingtang stood with his sword drawn, blocking the carriage.

"If you dare to lay a hand on me, you will be committing insubordination."

"This humble general was acting to protect the princess."

Pei Wujiu raised his right hand.

The black-armored guards behind him simultaneously dispersed and surrounded the carriage.

"The princess's body must not be injured."

"If anyone else resists, break their limbs."

Two guards from the Prince An's residence immediately drew their swords.

Qingluo also shielded Bai Miyao behind her.

Fang Xuan was seriously injured, and Zhao Mingtang only had an eighth-grade cultivation level.

If a fight were to break out, only Lu Yang could stop Pei Wujiu.

One of the guards lowered his voice: "Young Master Lu, be careful of his Crimson Sun Heart-Shattering Palm."

"This palm technique can bypass the skin and flesh, directly injuring the internal organs, making it the most effective counter to physical martial arts."

Lu Yang's eyes flickered slightly.

Ignoring external defenses, it attacks the internal organs directly.

That does sound a bit troublesome.

Pei Wujiu took a step forward.

Dark red true energy gathered along his arms, and the surrounding air quickly became scorching hot.

He did not draw his weapon.

He simply struck Lu Yang's chest with his palm.

Lu Yang was about to strike, but his body instinctively remained still.

In the past, when attacked, Xuanwu Zhenyue Body would activate on its own.

Having gotten used to being beaten, they couldn't change their ways overnight.

Pei Wujiu's palm landed on Lu Yang's chest.

The scorching palm force did not impact the skin, but instead condensed into a thin needle, attempting to pierce into Lu Yang's body.

Pei Wujiu's lips curled up slightly.

Ordinary external training methods can only strengthen muscles, bones, skin, and flesh.

Even if one's appearance is unharmed when facing the Crimson Sun Heart-Shattering Palm, one's internal organs will be burned by the palm force.

But just as that palm force entered Lu Yang's body, a sleeping Xuanwu phantom slowly opened its eyes.

As the heavy aura subsided, the power of the Crimson Sun Palm dissipated instantly.

Lu Yang looked down at his chest.

"it's over?"

Pei Wujiu's smile froze: "You're not injured?"

"It's a little hot."

Lu Yang carefully felt it: "It's like having a hand warmer stuffed inside my clothes."

Pei Wujiu's expression turned serious.

He abruptly withdrew his hand and took several steps back.

The greatest strength of the Crimson Sun Heart-Shattering Palm lies in its ability to evade physical defenses.

However, Lu Yang's internal organs were even tougher than his skin and flesh.

This is not a body-strengthening technique at all!

Pei Wujiu took a deep breath, and his dark red true energy surged out, with a crimson sun faintly appearing behind him!

The temperature on the official road rose rapidly.

Fang Xuan's expression changed slightly.

"This is the Crimson Sun Burning Heart Technique; Pei Wujiu is getting serious!"

Pei Wujiu pushed his palms forward.

The crimson palm print swelled with the wind, and wherever it passed, the weeds on the ground withered rapidly.

Lu Yang did not continue to stand there and take the beating.

He had just acquired the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and was looking for an opportunity to test its power.

The dragon that soars too high will regret it!

A golden dragon shadow flew out from the palm of his hand.

The dragon shadow was only a few feet in size when the crimson palm print collided with it.

The standoff lasted only a moment.

The crimson yang energy was torn apart by the golden dragon shadow.

Pei Wujiu's pupils suddenly contracted.

He tried to retreat, but the dragon-shaped palm strike was already upon him.

The dark red wristband shattered first.

Pei Wujiu's arms bent, and he flew backward, crashing into two trees beside the official road before finally falling into the mud.

All around was quiet.

Dozens of Zhenwu Division officers didn't even have time to react.

Pei Wujiu is a sixth-rank martial artist who has been famous at the ferry pass for many years.

The Crimson Sun Heart-Shattering Palm is specifically designed to counter external martial arts techniques.

As a result, the full-force palm strike not only failed to injure Lu Yang, but also resulted in Lu Yang being defeated head-on by the opponent's palm strike.

Lu Yang was also looking at his right hand.

The max-level martial arts skills given by the system seem to be even more powerful than he expected.

He had held back most of his power when he struck out just now, worried about accidentally injuring those around him.

If they go all out...

Pei Wujiu might not even have a chance to be saved.

"Young Master Lu."

The guard from Prince An's residence asked with a complicated expression, "You really just learned this palm technique?"

"Genuine or genuine."

The guards fell silent.

He was able to defeat a sixth-rank martial artist with a single palm strike after just learning the technique.

Wouldn't Pei Wujiu, who had practiced the Crimson Sun Heart-Shattering Palm for decades, seem rather dull?

Pei Wujiu struggled to get up from the mud.

His arms hung limply at his sides, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"You're not a martial arts expert who relies on physical strength..."

Lu Yang walked up to him: "I recently changed jobs."

A ruthless glint flashed in Pei Wujiu's eyes.

He suddenly opened his mouth.

A black, poisonous needle flew out from under his tongue, but instead of shooting at Lu Yang, it went straight for Bai Miyao beside the carriage.

"Yao'er!"

Bai Yixin's expression changed drastically.

The poisoned needles were extremely fast, and the two guards from the Prince An's residence had no time to stop them.

Lu Yang's internal palm techniques had already started operating on their own.

He turned around and waved his hand.

A dragon-shaped burst of energy swept across the ground.

Dragon's Tail Swing!

The poison needles were shattered by the palm strike.

The remaining force of the palm struck Pei Wujiu, slamming him back into the mud.

This time, he was completely powerless to resist.

Zhao Mingtang walked up to Pei Wujiu with his sword and opened his clothes.

There was a white mask with no facial features.

"As expected, it's the Faceless One."

The expressions of the surrounding Zhenwu Division officers changed drastically.

Their orders were to capture Lu Yang and others who had been possessed by evil spirits from beyond the realm.

But his own direct subordinate was actually a member of the cult.

Zhao Mingtang raised the Yong'an token.

"Pei Wujiu colluded with a cult and plotted to harm this princess."

"Are you still prepared to obey his orders?"

Dozens of black-armored guards looked at each other.

Soon, some people sheathed their swords and retreated.

The remaining constables also laid down their weapons one after another.

Zhao Mingtang ordered two guards to tie up Pei Wujiu.

Fang Xuan searched him for a moment and found a black wooden plaque and a secret letter.

The front of the wooden plaque is also engraved with a faceless pattern.

The secret letter contained only a few lines of text.

If Lu Yang is defeated, he will be taken to the noodle shop in the west of the city.

If Lu Yang wins, there's no need to stop him.

Once he unleashes his Dragon Palm Technique, immediately open the south gate of the ferry crossing.

After reading the secret letter, Fang Xuan's expression gradually became serious.

Zhao Mingtang asked, "What do you mean?"

"This battle was also a test."

Fang Xuan looked at the ferry pass: "The other party wants to confirm whether Lu Yang obtained the Golden Dragon Palm Technique."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, red lights lit up on the gate tower of the ferry crossing.

The tightly closed south gate slowly opened.

There were no people coming and going behind the city gate.

Only one carriage, adorned with white lanterns, stood quietly in the middle of the road.

Fang Xuan glanced at the secret letter, then looked at the city gate that had been opened to the public, and gripped the black wooden plaque tightly.

"The other side knew perfectly well that Pei Wujiu couldn't stop you, yet they still sent him to his death."

"There are probably even bigger traps inside the ferry pass."

As Lu Yang gazed at the white-lit carriage, Chen Zhiyuan's gentle voice echoed in his mind.

"Let's go into town."

"Someone's been waiting for you there for a long time."