Qianyuan City

In an instant, the burly man's hair stood on end, his muscles tensing. He suddenly felt a sense of being unable to retreat, as if no matter which direction he moved, Jiang Dao could kill him with a single blow.

He let out a roar, raised his nine-ringed broadsword, and suddenly charged at Jiang Dao.

At the same time, the pale-faced scholar beside him also let out a fierce cry, carrying a sinister aura as he quickly charged at Jiang Dao. A poisonous needle appeared between his hands, flashing with a blue light, and stabbed directly towards Jiang Dao's vital points.

Jiang Dao's eyes turned cold as he instantly noticed the scholar's methods.

This scholar liked to use hidden weapons to injure people!

He struck out with both hands, like eagle claws. Without dodging or evading, one claw grabbed the burly man's long saber, while the other claw flashed like lightning and seized the scholar's wrist.

Crack!

Crack!

Two consecutive sounds rang out. The long saber in the burly man's hand was instantly shattered into dozens of pieces by Jiang Dao's grip.

The pale-faced scholar fared even worse. Jiang Dao casually broke his entire wrist on the spot. Blood splattered, revealing bone, and he let out a piercing scream.

But before his scream had even fully erupted, Jiang Dao's Eagle Claw Art flashed like lightning and clamped onto his face. With a casual grab, there was a splat, and his entire face was torn off.

The pale-faced scholar was sent flying backward, utterly dead.

At the same time, Jiang Dao's other claw, after shattering the burly man's saber, also moved towards the burly man's face.

The burly man's face contorted in terror. He reacted extremely quickly, and almost the instant his saber shattered, he desperately retreated.

"Hero, please stop, I am from the Blazing Flame Sect..."

Splat!

Jiang Dao's five fingers, like hooks, still ruthlessly clamped onto his face, tearing it off. Blood gushed out, white and red spewing everywhere.

The burly man's corpse was sent flying backward, crashing in the distance, no longer moving.

"Leader!"

"Boss!"

"Run for your lives!"

The remaining bandits were all terrified. They shouted, quickly dropped their weapons, turned, and fled at full speed.

Jiang Dao did not continue the pursuit. Instead, he frowned deeply.

The Blazing Flame Sect?

Did that burly man just say he was from the Blazing Flame Sect?

Could the Blazing Flame Sect be bandits who rob and plunder?

How was that possible?

Over the past two days, he had learned a lot about the Blazing Flame Sect from Jiang Dalong. This sect was massive, the true power in Qianyuan City, controlling various industries with widespread business.

It was quite famous in the martial arts world.

Even the officials in Qianyuan City sought help from the Blazing Flame Sect in many matters.

Even if the Blazing Flame Sect did nothing, they had substantial income daily. Why would they lower themselves to the level of bandits?

Jiang Dao bent down and began searching the bodies of the burly man and the pale-faced scholar.

In a short while, he found over a hundred thousand taels in silver notes, a thick stack, which he stuffed into his embrace. Then, he turned and walked towards the caravan.

The leader of the caravan, seeing that the bandits had dispersed and their leader was dead, breathed a sigh of relief, his heart filled with surprise and shock.

He quickly dismounted from his carriage and walked towards Jiang Dao.

"Thank you, hero, for saving my life!"

The caravan leader quickly bowed. "May I ask the hero's esteemed name?"

The others in the caravan also dismounted, their faces pale and filled with lingering fear. They repeatedly thanked Jiang Dao.

"My name is Jiang Dao. Shopkeeper, how much longer until we reach Qianyuan City?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"Not far now, it will take at most half a day to arrive," the caravan leader quickly replied.

"Alright, let's hurry along," Jiang Dao said. He pulled out a silk cloth, gently wiped the blood from his hands, discarded the cloth, and walked towards the carriage.

The caravan leader breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned, calling for his men to resume their journey.

If he had known Jiang Dao, such a master, was present, why had he been so cautious before?

Jiang Dao's skills just now were truly terrifying.

"Miss, this person's martial arts are so frightening," a maid in goose-yellow clothing said, her eyes wide with astonishment as she looked at Jiang Dao's carriage from within another carriage.

Across from her, a delicate girl in a light purple dress stared at Jiang Dao with a solemn expression, taking a deep breath.

"This kind of martial art is rarely seen, even in Qianyuan City."

"Does the Blazing Flame Sect not have such experts?"

The maidservant asked in surprise.

"Naturally, they do, but we can't possibly interact with people like that,"

The woman in the light purple dress shook her head.

The caravan continued on its journey.

Half a day passed quickly.

Ahead of them, a massive city finally appeared, tall and magnificent, soaring majestically.

Black city walls, wide city gates, people coming and going in front of the gates, and a broad river not far away, flowing in through a water gate, with dense ships on the river.

Qianyuan City!

Jiang Dao lifted the curtain and looked at the huge city, immediately feeling a strong atmosphere of prosperity. Even before entering the city, he could hear the sounds of various foods being sold.

Rich aromas mingled in the air, drifting out, making one's appetite stir.

"Esteemed traveler, we have arrived at Qianyuan City. We will be stopping at the Li Family Shop. Where are you headed?"

After entering the city, the caravan leader quickly approached Jiang Dao's carriage and asked.

Jiang Dao slowly emerged from the carriage, clad in a white sable coat, his figure tall and slender, his hair black as ink. He wore jade at his waist and carried a silk-wrapped bundle, with a long saber wrapped in beast hide tucked inside.

He was a completely different person from his previous fierce appearance.

At first glance, he even possessed a refined aura.

"I want to go to Weiyuan Wharf. How do I get there?"

Jiang Dao asked.

His distant cousin worked at Weiyuan Wharf and was said to manage the entire wharf, with hundreds of followers under him, holding a significant position.

"Weiyuan Wharf?"

The caravan leader was slightly taken aback and said, "It seems two women were also heading there just now. You can go with them."

"Where are they?"

"Esteemed traveler, please follow me!"

The caravan leader immediately led Jiang Dao towards the two women from before.

The woman in the light purple dress and her maidservant had just alighted from their carriage.

The caravan leader quickly led Jiang Dao to them and explained the situation carefully to the woman in the purple dress.

The woman in the purple dress showed surprise and nodded gently, agreeing to let him accompany them.

"By the way, may I ask what you're going to Weiyuan Wharf for? Are you planning to board a ship?"

The young woman in purple asked with a smile along the way.

"No, I'm here to seek refuge with relatives!"

Jiang Dao replied.

"Seek refuge with relatives?"

The woman in the purple dress was even more surprised.

The maidservant beside her also looked a bit peculiar.

Seeking refuge with relatives at Weiyuan Wharf?

Could he be looking for their master?

"May I ask who you are seeking refuge with? I am quite familiar with Weiyuan Wharf, perhaps I can introduce you."

The woman in the purple dress said with a smile.

"No need, I have a letter. I will enter when I arrive,"

Jiang Dao expressed his thanks.

"Alright then."

The woman in the purple dress smiled, her eyes still holding a hint of strangeness. She said no more and walked ahead.

There was silence along the way, and the atmosphere was somewhat subdued.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before they finally reached their destination.

Before them lay a massive wharf, filled with sailboats. The river was wide, and waves occasionally lapped against the shore, carrying a fresh scent.

On the wharf, a large number of laborers were toiling.

On one side, several grand pavilions had been erected.

Many gang disciples dressed in black, burly in build, with swords and spears clearly visible, were moving in and out.

As soon as Jiang Dao arrived, his brow furrowed, and he fell into thought.

Although his uncle managed the entire wharf, how could he possibly meet him?

This area was so vast, he didn't even seem to know where the man lived…

"Excuse me, miss, I'm looking for Yang Xu. Do you happen to know him?"

Jiang Dao couldn't help but ask.

He had said earlier that he didn't need an introduction, but now that he had arrived, he couldn't help but speak up, feeling quite awkward.

The woman in the purple dress immediately smiled and said, "Of course I know him. The relative you're looking to join is Yang… Yang Xu?"

"That's right, he's my distant uncle. I've come specifically to rely on him!"

Jiang Dao said.

"He's your uncle?"

The woman in the purple dress looked at him strangely and chuckled, "Alright then, I'll take you inside!"

She led the way directly ahead, walking towards a courtyard in the distance.

The maidservant beside her also glanced at Jiang Dao with a peculiar expression.

Jiang Dao frowned, looking confused.

No way?

Could this woman be someone related to Yang Xu?