Sword Domain Swimming Dragon Movement Technique

"He suddenly disappeared the night before last. Commander Zou mobilized a lot of people to search for him, and they finally found him this morning by the riverbank outside the city," Chen Ju said, unable to hide his amusement. "He had his hands and feet broken and was thrown into the river. It was thanks to getting caught in a fishing net that he was pulled out. They say he still hasn't woken up yet."

Liang Yue laughed, "These fishermen, they always catch things they shouldn't."

He had been worried that Zou Huainan would retaliate because of their conflict. Now, it was good; the other party had suffered retribution first.

"Old Hu found out about this when he went to the Southern City main yamen for a meeting today. He also said that the list of Official Guards being promoted has come down, and you and Da Chun are on it," Chen Ju said. "As long as you two pass the martial arts assessment next month, you can officially be promoted."

"Hehe." Pang Chun grinned, "A Yue and I will definitely be fine."

Liang Yue felt the same way. Old Hu had said before that the assessment was just a formality to weed out those who were truly powerless. A normal Imperial Capital Guard with peak First Realm cultivation could pass, and he could now even take down someone at peak Second Realm.

The three young men were chatting as they walked. Suddenly, as they passed a small alley, they heard shouts and sounds of fighting from inside.

"Let's go take a look." Liang Yue gripped his saber sheath with his left hand and turned to enter the alley mouth.

Turning a corner deep inside the alley, they saw several ruffians surrounding and beating a young man on the ground, relentlessly punching and kicking him.

"Stop!" Liang Yue immediately shouted when he saw the scene.

"Imperial Capital Guard!" When the ruffians saw someone coming, they immediately turned to try and escape from the other side, but Pang Chun's tower-like figure suddenly appeared.

Bang bang.

Pang Chun grabbed one in each hand, directly pressing their faces and lifting them up. The remaining two swung their fists and feet, still trying to attack him.

But with two more pa pa sounds, these two punched and kicked Pang Chun, and in a blink of an eye, they were covering their hands and feet and falling to the ground, groaning in pain: "Ouch..."

Pang Chun's eyes were also a little bewildered. He looked at the two people lying on the ground with an innocent gaze, then looked at Liang Yue and Chen Ju, his expression as if he had been the victim of a staged accident.

"Get up!" Chen Ju came over and shouted sternly, "Stop pretending!"

"Not pretending..." The ruffian with the injured arm could still stand up, but the one who kicked Pang Chun was already unable to get up. He howled, "This officer's body is as hard as iron!"

Chen Ju glanced at Pang Chun, poked him with his hand, and found that Pang Chun's muscles were indeed incredibly hard. There was a hint of envy in his eyes.

Over there, Liang Yue had already come before the beaten young man and asked, "How are you?"

"I'm fine." The young man stood up. Aside from some scrapes on his head and face, he really didn't seem to be seriously injured.

He was quite tall, with a messy head of long hair. The face underneath had a square outline and narrow, long eyes, giving him a heroic appearance with a hint of coldness.

"He said he's fine, just let us go, officer!" one of the ruffians held by Pang Chun shouted, "We're from the Righteous Tiger Gang!"

"What gang do I care about?" Chen Ju said irritably, "Causing trouble in Fukang Ward is not allowed!"

They knew the name Righteous Tiger Gang, but they simply didn't care.

There were many poor people in this area of Southern City, and also many of these low-level hooligan gangs. They usually made a living by running private brothels, casinos, or extorting protection fees from shops.

The only reason these gangs could exist was that the Imperial Capital Guard found it inconvenient to directly collect protection money from the common people and shops.

After these small gangs accumulated wealth, they would offer a portion, or even most, of their income to the Imperial Capital Guard commander in their ward, completing a transfer of interests, and the other party would provide them with protection. As long as they didn't cause any major incidents, they could continue to exist in the shadows.

However, Hu Tiehan in Fukang Ward didn't engage in these practices, so the gangs didn't dare to cause trouble here. This so-called Righteous Tiger Gang was considered the fastest-growing among the small gangs in Southern City in recent years, but they only had significant influence in a few other wards and had no standing in Fukang Ward.

"Officer, we weren't causing trouble." The beaten young man suddenly spoke up, saying, "We were just fooling around."

"Right!" The ruffians immediately said upon hearing this, "We were just fooling around with him."

"Alright," Liang Yue nodded and said, "Then you can go."

With that, he let the few thugs go. Just moments ago, they had been swaggering, but now they were injured and crippled, helping each other as they left.

After they had gone far, Liang Yue caught up to the young man who had left alone and said, "Wait a moment."

"Hmm?" The young man turned around and looked at Liang Yue in confusion.

"You might be afraid of retaliation if you testify against them directly. It's alright. If they are bullying good people, just tell us," Liang Yue said seriously. "The Righteous Tiger Gang is nothing."

The young man looked at Liang Yue with a subtle gaze. After a pause, he said, "There really isn't anything."

With that, he turned and left again.

The other party seemed to think he was being nosy, so Liang Yue couldn't interfere further and could only watch him leave, though he felt vaguely strange.

After everyone had left, he turned back to Pang Chun and said, "Da Chun, your Iron Cotton Armor is well-practiced. Looking at those guys, your skin and flesh are as hard as the early stage of the Armor Forging Realm."

"I haven't practiced it," Pang Chun said in confusion. "I fall asleep every time I look at that secret manual."

"That's strange then," Chen Ju stroked his chin in thought.

Pang Chun chuckled, "Maybe it's from eating sweet potatoes."

Early the next morning, when Liang Yue arrived at the station, he saw Chen Ju clutching his stomach, looking uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Liang Yue asked.

"Seeing Da Chun's performance yesterday, I thought eating sweet potatoes could really make flesh hard, so I ate a lot," Chen Ju said painfully. "Who knew that stuff would burn so much when you eat too much."

"Heh," Liang Yue chuckled, "Then do you feel it had any effect?"

"No use at all. That stuff is soft and mushy. The more you eat, the softer it gets, and it makes you fart a lot," Chen Ju said indignantly.

Looking at his expression, he probably had a very unpleasant experience. Sometimes, people and their names are truly the opposite.

Liang Yue saw through his thoughts and advised, "I suggest you find a proper doctor."

"What are you talking about..." Chen Ju's face turned red, and he left awkwardly.

Just as he finished speaking, Liang Yue suddenly saw a white paper crane in the air, fluttering its wings like a butterfly, flying all the way to him.

Seeing this mystical scene, he instantly thought of Wen Yifan.

Only Mystic Sect disciples would have such means.

Indeed, after he caught the paper crane and opened it, there was a line of text written inside: "Come to the alley outside the station."

The handwriting was thin and clear, and one could see the person's shadow at a glance.

He calmly got up, walked out of the station, and went to the alley outside, where he saw Miss Wen in white. She stood there on the dusty ground, like a white Epiphyllum blooming on a high mountain.

The reason for being so secretive was probably for his sake, so that it wouldn't be discovered that Liang Yue had too much contact with the Evil Extermination Division, which was also a good thing.

"The movement technique you wanted yesterday, I managed to get a copy for you," Miss Wen never spoke nonsense and directly took out a thin booklet with six large characters written on it.

"Sword Domain Swimming Dragon Movement Technique?" Liang Yue's eyes lit up.

"Our Mystic Sect cultivates Qi Refiner techniques, which you can't use. I obtained this from a martial arts cultivating senior uncle of our sect near the Divine Capital. You asked for a higher grade, and this should be considered the most top-tier movement technique manual in the world. It's just that the Dao charm is extremely difficult to comprehend," Wen Yifan said again.

"It's fine!" Liang Yue said indifferently, "I'll just work harder."

He now had absolute confidence in his comprehension. Difficulty didn't matter; high grade and powerful might were the most important. No matter how complex the Dao charm was, it was just a matter of comprehending it for a longer period.

Wen Yifan continued, "This senior uncle is currently looking for a successor. If you can comprehend this movement technique within three months, I can recommend you to him to become a registered disciple."

"Really?" Liang Yue was delighted.

What level of person could be Wen Yifan's senior uncle?

These were all great figures of the Mystic Sect!

What he could learn by following him would definitely be more than being Old Hu's father.

Not to mention the tangible things he could learn, even his status would be different. Although a registered disciple couldn't compare to a formal successor, this meant he had a master and could use the name of the Mystic Sect when he went out.

No, it wasn't borrowing; in that case, he would be a legitimate member of the Mystic Sect!

As expected, hanging out with a rich woman had its benefits. The little bit of connections and resources she casually gave were enough for him to benefit endlessly.

For a moment, Liang Yue's heart pounded.

However, he quickly suppressed his joy, trying his best to calm his emotions, and seriously said to Wen Yifan, "Thank you, Miss Wen. I will definitely cultivate with all my might!"

Wen Yifan hesitated slightly. She actually wanted to remind him... You don't have to be too excited. Even if you have a chance to become a disciple of that senior uncle, it might not necessarily be a good thing...

But looking at his happy expression and thinking that the hope of this matter was ultimately slim, she didn't say it in the end. She just nodded gently and said, "Okay."

Good morning.