Chapter 210 Sneaking into the Wang Family The letter written by Lu's father also mentioned the information left by Zheng Zibu. In addition to the unfathomable strength of Sect Leader Quan Xing, the deal between the Wang family and Feng Tianyang was also leaving, Jiang Mo found Wei Er and told him to act quickly and secretly to eliminate Feng Tianyang without leaving any trace. "it is good." The night was dim and a ray of silver light streaked across the sky. Since part of the journey was the same, Jiang Mo took Weir along to ride the wind together. The strong wind was whistling, the sea of clouds was shaking, and they were flying in the void. After about half an hour, the three arrived at the city where the Lu family was. Will went ahead and parted ways with them, heading towards the Wang family's location. Afterwards, Jiang Mo followed Lu Jin to visit the Lu family. The guards outside the door were tight and on alert. Qiao Yue greeted the two and led them to Mr. Lu's study. As soon as I approached, before I pushed open the door, I heard the sound of mahjong being rubbed. Four old men with white hair were happily playing cards inside. "Mr. Lu, the young master is back, and Clan Leader Jiang is here to visit you as well." Qiao Yue knocked on the door and said. "Huh? My precious grandson is back?" Mr. Lu raised his head and saw several people outside the door, grinning from ear to ear. He ignored the card game and greeted Lu Jin and Jiang Mo warmly. He also did not forget to introduce his three old friends, all of whom were long-established seniors in the field of extraordinary people.
"Long time no see, Mr. Lu, how are you?" "I'm fine. I look very energetic. I didn't expect that Master Jiang would accompany my grandson down the mountain. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person." Seeing Jiang Mo's arrival, Mr. Lu felt relieved that this crisis could be resolved. This is the Qi-refining practitioner who is closest to becoming an immortal in the world today. He is undoubtedly the best. All the famous and upright sects will pale in comparison with him. After a few words, Mr. Lu handed over the talisman hidden in the drawer: "Jin'er, this is something your friend asked your father to keep for you." "Grandpa." Lu Jin took the Tongtian Scroll and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I brought trouble to my family." "It's okay, silly child, why would the master blame you?" Mr. Lu waved his hand. He knew the whole story. This was just the wishful thinking of the younger Zheng family. He wanted to drag the Lu family and the Sanyi Sect into the water. It was not that his precious grandson forced it. "You can deal with this mess by yourself. You can keep it or destroy it. Just don't tell your family about it. Even if your cousins beg you to do so, you can't teach them. Do you understand?" Mr. Lu advised earnestly that it was not easy for a family to stand firm in the turbulent times, and if he had such a unique skill, it would easily bring him fatal disaster. It's not that you're afraid of thieves stealing, but you're afraid of thieves eyeing it. The Lu family is far from having the strength to intimidate the entire martial arts world. Once they allow the Tongtian Talisman to circulate within the family, the consequences will be disastrous. "Yes, Master, I will listen to you and will not tell anyone else." Lu Jin was well aware of the pros and cons. Every family has its own rules. For thousands of years, if the descendants of the Lu family wanted to embark on the path of Qi refining, they had to find a master to learn from, unlike the Wang and Lu families who had ancestral methods. Seeing the old man's serious attitude, Jiang Mo raised his lips slightly, and calmly said to him: "Mr. Lu, it won't be long before the news of Zheng Zibu's joining your Lu family spreads all over the city. To avoid more trouble, you can send someone to spread the news that Jin'er took the Tongtian Talisman back to the sect." "If anyone wants it, let them come to me." "Hey, Master Jiang, I am grateful for your kindness. I am very grateful." Mr. Lu had no doubt about the weight of these words, and his originally worried brows couldn't help but relax.
Old man, isn’t he aware of the nature of the various factions in the martial arts world? They are nothing more than bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If your fists are not strong enough, they will humiliate you at will. If your fists are stronger than theirs, they will flatter you and dare not confront you. Who has the strongest fist at the moment? Only the Sanyi Sect, Jiang Mo's martial power is the best in the world, no matter how greedy the coveters are, they dare not put pressure on them to rob them. "Mr. Lu, you're welcome." Jiang Mo smiled lightly. He didn't take such a small matter to heart. Yin Shi. The Wang family held a secret meeting. The atmosphere was extremely heavy. All the elders present had gloomy faces. Even the head of the Wang family was extremely angry. "What a Quan Xing! It's only been two years and he's revived again." "They ruined my Wang family's plan. The Tongtian Scroll was stolen by them, and even killed a member of my clan." "If I don't take revenge, I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart." The elders beat their chests and stamped their feet, their tone was cold, and they wished they could tear out the tendons and skin those evil guys. The head of the Wang family had a sinister look in his eyes. He gave up the idea of fighting with Quan Xing to snatch the man away, and said against all odds: "Since the Tongtian Talisman is in Quan Xing's hands, we don't have to count on it. Let's focus our efforts on finding the whereabouts of Shuang Quanshou and Liuku Xianthie." "If we can find them, our Wang family will have four unique skills. It won't be a problem for us to surpass the other three families. In the next one or two hundred years, we will develop to an unprecedented peak." The skinny old man holding a pipe on the left couldn't swallow this breath, and said quietly: "Then how do we settle the account with Quan Xing later?" "Humph! There are plenty of ways to deal with them." The head of the Wang family had an idea in mind. In order to cater to the wishes of the elders, he narrowed his eyes and made his intention clear. "It would be boring to just kill them, but it's too easy for them. I might as well let these beasts live as ghosts and never have peace. I will imprison their souls and let them be slaves of my Wang family for generations." "When they are no longer useful, I will swallow them up in one gulp." "Okay, let's arrange it this way." The fat elder on the right sneered continuously. The old man from the Wang family who was killed in the stronghold was actually his biological brother. Naturally, he wanted to take revenge on Quan Xing the most. At this time, another elder spoke: "Shuangquanshou, please take your time. The Lu family has set their sights on Duanmuying's husband. I think they will take action in the next two days." "So what about the Lu family? If it weren't for us, they wouldn't even be qualified to drink the soup. What do we have to give in to them?" The old man with the pipe had an impatient temperament and was unhappy about this. In his opinion, the importance of the Double-handed Hands was even greater than that of the Six-storehouse Immortal Thief. "Take the long view, everyone." "The Shuangquan Hand can cure all kinds of diseases. In the future, there will be countless dignitaries who will ask our Wang family for help. In addition, it can modify memories, which is very easy to win over and control. It can help the family prosper for generations. Compared with the immortal Liuku Immortal Thief, which is more important? Don't you understand?" "Eternal life is good, but without strong military support, it is just a piece of fat meat that everyone can covet, and it doesn't even have the ability to protect itself." After these words were spoken, most of the elders present fell silent, unable to find any reason to refute. Even the head of the Wang family was very tempted. He saw infinite possibilities in this unique skill and pondered: "I can't care about so much. Instead of hoping that the old foxes of the Lu family will remember to leave some meat for us when they eat it, we might as well take the initiative to rob it and make it rich and prosperous for a thousand years." "Find a way to catch Duanmu Ying before the Lu family does. It doesn't matter if we have a conflict with them because of this. We must get the Shuangquan Hand."
Hearing this, the elder just now continued: "Where is the Six Treasury Immortal Thief? Don't care?" "Yesterday I received news that a group of independent cultivators surrounded Ruan Feng and used a special venom to corrode him beyond recognition. I thought the mission was accomplished, but guess what happened next?" "This beast ate all five guys who were surrounding him. When my informant went over, he saw a pool of gray powder and bones. His recovery ability from injuries may be far beyond our expectations." "If I could achieve immortality, living 200 years wouldn't be bad." The head of the Wang family rubbed his temple and murmured: "Alas, we are short of manpower. Soul-binding can also prolong life. Let's find a pair of hands first. Maybe the root cause of aging can be cured and life can be prolonged." The meeting lasted for nearly an hour, and finally the top leaders of the Wang family reached a consensus to first seize the Shuangquanshou and then the Liuku Immortal Thief. However, what they didn't know was that throughout the conspiracy, they were being monitored by a dark gray fog, which was quietly slipping away through the gaps in the beams. God Weir escaped without anyone noticing. He then sneaked into a wing room and captured a member of the Wang family. He asked about Feng Tianyang's whereabouts and was told that he was in the dungeon in the north corner of the house. "boom!" Weir elbowed the man in the neck, knocking him unconscious. He then turned into a vast gray mist, penetrated the wall, rushed to the abandoned utility room on the north side, and went straight underground, where he saw Feng Tianyang sitting cross-legged and practicing. The cage was open, revealing delicious food and fine wine. The Wang family fulfilled their promise and gave Feng Tianyang enough freedom. As long as a few elders in the family mastered the art of capturing spirits and sending generals, they could let him go at any time. "Who?!" Feng Tianyang, who was meditating, suddenly felt his heart palpitations and his whole body felt like it was falling into an icy cave. When he woke up, he saw a foreigner walking slowly towards him. "Brother Wang asked you to come?" Feng Tianyang smelled naked murderous intent, and he was instantly filled with fear and anger. The old man from the Wang family had achieved enlightenment? He actually wanted to kill people to silence them. "call out!" The air hissed sharply and a cold light broke through the air. It was a thrown flying blade. Feng Tianyang was so frightened that he quickly controlled his spirit to block it. "who are you?!" "Monkey, you're disturbing me." Will was turning a dark golden dagger between his right fingers. He remembered the instructions from the sect leader not to leave any traces, so he planned to win by physical skills. The crisis of death was approaching step by step. Feng Tianyang was uneasy. He couldn't figure out whether it was the Wang family who wanted to kill him, or someone else. "No. If the Wang family wanted to kill me, they wouldn't have gone to all this trouble. They could just attack together." Thinking of this, Feng Tianyang shouted sternly: "Foreigner, you dare to break into the Wang family and attack at night, you are so brave!" Will was too lazy to pay attention to him. The black spirits suspended in the air were all in the shape of beasts, seemed to have intelligence, and were constantly launching attacks. "boom!" The afterimage disappeared, and Wei Er passed through the obstruction of several spirits like a ghost, and took the lead in using his slender whip kick to sweep Feng Tianyang's abdomen, causing his eyes to roll back and spurt blood. With a "puff!" sound, the sharp dagger went straight into Feng Tianyang's throat. Feng Tianyang was nailed to the wall, blood gushed out like a fountain. His eyes dimmed in an instant and he stopped struggling.
Those souls howled unwillingly and quickly disappeared inch by inch. Will was focused as he moved along the corpses with a knife, cutting open their bellies. After a few busy moments, the dungeon was filled with a strong smell of blood, with bones and flesh scattered all over the ground, like a slaughterhouse. He left quietly. (End of this chapter)