Capturing Chu Feng

The backyard of the Yong'an City county office.

This is where the county magistrate and his family reside.

Reception Hall.

Yang Chenwu was sitting on a rosewood grand tutor chair, chatting with the many family heads and gang leaders who had come to visit.

He picked up the precious celadon porcelain cup and took a gentle sip of tea.

"Everyone, I've gathered you here because I have something important to discuss..."

Lin Yuntian, the hot-tempered leader of the Green Serpent Gang, said coldly, "Cut the crap, where is the culprit hiding?"

Yang Chenwu said unhurriedly, "There's only one copy of the Viscera Refining Breathing Technique. If I tell you, what about the other friends?"

Lin Yuntian scanned the surroundings and saw the burning gazes of Wang Chaosheng, the head of the Wang Family, and Li Nantian, the head of the Li Family. He very sensibly sat back down.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Yang Chenwu stood at the head seat and said loudly, "Fang Hanshan is overwhelmingly powerful, and no one present can defeat him. If he gets the cultivation method alone and decides to renege, we'll be helpless. Only if we stand together can we ensure he doesn't dare to break his promise."

"Magistrate Yang is right. I propose we all swear a poisonous oath to stand together. After obtaining the cultivation method, we'll share it. That's the best solution..."

A glint flashed in Wang Chaosheng's eyes as he made the suggestion.

"Good, let's do as Brother Yang suggested. Everyone will get the cultivation method, and we won't have to fear Fang Hanshan's revenge. Brother Yang truly has a brilliant plan!" Li Nantian also said with a chuckle.

The Viscera Refining Breathing Technique was a high-level cultivation method monopolized by noble families. For their families and small gangs in this small city, obtaining it would be an immense stroke of luck!

"Lord Yang is truly noble and righteous! We are deeply impressed."

Everyone fawned over him with compliments that cost them nothing, as they still didn't have any news about the culprit.

Seeing this, Yang Chenwu stopped playing coy and had Captain Xu, who was behind him, step forward.

"I suspect that Chu Liu Xiang, the butcher from Hongyun Restaurant, is the person the Fang Family is looking for!"

"On what grounds?" Lin Yuntian asked urgently.

"My sense of smell is exceptionally keen. Even if a person's appearance changes, their scent cannot. I can confirm that the butcher is definitely the culprit because I've smelled his scent on the Fang Family's deceased."

"Since the culprit has been found, let's go together to capture him, break his hands and feet, and hand him over to Fang Hanshan in exchange for the Viscera Refining Breathing Technique," Wang Chaosheng said, standing up.

Everyone present stood up and prepared to head to Hongyun Restaurant to capture Chu Feng.

Just then, a yamen runner rushed in to report.

"My Lord, a fugitive servant of the Fang Family has appeared on Central Avenue, the one who massacred the Fang Family!"

Following that, the attendants brought by the various families and gangs also relayed the same news.

The smile that had been on Yang Chenwu's face instantly froze.

"Is this person crazy? He's not hiding but showing himself? Isn't he afraid of the furious Fang Hanshan?"

Chu Feng's lack of concealment caused a crack in Yang Chenwu's alliance plan.

"Lord Yang, something suddenly came up at home. I'll take my leave first," Lin Yuntian was the first to jump out and say.

If Chu Feng appeared now and was killed by Fang Hanshan beforehand, the Viscera Refining Breathing Technique would be lost. He couldn't help but be anxious.

"Me too..."

Everyone found excuses to leave, and the bustling hall instantly became deserted.

Yang Chenwu's expression remained unchanged as he bid them farewell one by one.

After everyone had left, he sighed to the heavens.

"Outside the city, there are refugees everywhere, and many are starving to death. Yet, within the city, the granaries of these powerful families are piled high with grain, rotting because they can't eat it all."

"The dynasty is weakening, and its authority is gone. As a county magistrate managing the city, I still have to curry favor with these gangs and gentry. If I could cultivate to become a Viscera Refinement Warrior, I would definitely set Yong'an City right and reshape the universe!"

"Your Lordship's grand ambitions are truly admirable. That day will surely come!" the secretary said loudly from the side, fawning over him.

"Alright. Let's stop with the flattery. Let's go and see what this young man named Chu Feng intends to do first."

Yang Chenwu's expression returned to calm. He set out with the secretary and a few constables.

The midday sun shone down on the earth, hot and warm.

Yet, one courtyard was filled with a gloomy aura.

The bluestone floor within the courtyard was covered in mottled bloodstains, and the garden pond was murky. Beneath a few rotten, yellowed lotus leaves, several overturned, white-bellied koi carp could be vaguely seen, emitting a faint, fishy odor.

Fang Hanshan looked at the pale corpse of Fang Jianxing, his face filled with remembrance.

"Patriarch, Chu Feng has suddenly appeared on West Street in the southern part of the city..."

The remaining few household servants and guards cautiously came to report.

Upon hearing this, Fang Hanshan's face turned cold. He instantly clenched his fist, crushing a fist-sized piece of ice.

"Villain, how dare you show yourself!"

"Xing'er, watch as your father avenges you!"

After Fang Hanshan finished speaking, he picked up a long sword and walked out.

After Chu Feng left the restaurant, his appearance changed.

His originally thin and weak body gradually became handsome and tall.

The major powers had already filled Yong'an City with informants. The moment Chu Feng resumed his original appearance, countless eyes turned towards him.

Chu Feng paid no mind. Surrounded by many gazes, he returned to the small courtyard he rented and calmly took out the ancient, rough Mò Dāo, Heavy Mountain, from under his bed!

"It's time for you to make an appearance again..." he said, stroking the mottled blade before striding out of the courtyard gate.

"Quick, get out of the way, the Green Serpent Gang leader Lin Yuntian is here..."

At this moment, the onlookers were no longer ordinary citizens, but all cultivators of Martial Arts.

When a burly man with a face full of flesh walked over, everyone quickly dodged.

As soon as Lin Yuntian appeared, he roared, "Kid, did you kill our Green Serpent Gang's Left Protector, Soul Locking Hand Zhao Wen Tai?"

What?

The expressions of the many martial artists watching were stunned. It turned out the young man had not only killed someone from the Fang family but also the Green Serpent Gang's Left Protector!

"Are you talking about that idiot martial artist in the Muscle Tendon Realm?"

Chu Feng tilted his head and thought. He had a deep impression of an idiot martial artist who suddenly appeared when he was fighting Gao Han.

"You insolent scoundrel! Today, you won't need the Fang family's old master to act. I, Lin Yuntian, will eliminate this scourge for the people!" Lin Yuntian said hypocritically.

"Overlord Saber Slash!"

Lin Yuntian's Ring-pommel Saber slashed down with immense force, like splitting Mount Hua, carrying a fierce saber energy towards Chu Feng.

"He clearly wanted the Viscera Refining Cultivation Method and deliberately tried to please Fang Hanshan, yet he speaks so righteously. Truly shameless, a model for us all!"

Wang Chaosheng had also wanted to make a move, but Lin Yuntian had gotten there first. Moreover, he was concerned about his reputation and didn't want to be accused of bullying, so he restrained himself and didn't step onto the stage.

At this time, most of the leaders of the major powers in Yong'an City had arrived at the scene. Many of them were eager to try, but they lacked a legitimate reason to intervene forcefully. They were also afraid of being accused of flattering the Fang family, so they held back.

The Viscera Refining Breathing Technique stirred hearts!

"Lin Yuntian is also a brainless fool. From my understanding of Fang Hanshan, he's a loner whose bloodline is severed. It's a miracle he's not insane. To think he expected the other party to keep his promise is laughable!"

The head of the Li Family, however, had a different perspective and accurately guessed Fang Hanshan's state.

Lin Yuntian's saber strike was like a dragon, its sharp energy stimulating Chu Feng's skin and igniting his fighting spirit.

"A Bone Forging Realm expert? Perfect, I'll test my skills against you!"

Chu Feng's eyes lit up. He had never fought a Bone Forging Realm martial artist head-on before, so this was a perfect opportunity to experiment!

Chu Feng didn't dodge or evade. He stood his ground, and only when the long saber was about to touch his forehead did he block with his Mò Dāo.

"Clang!"

The weapons collided, emitting a piercing sound.

Chu Feng's hands remained motionless, while Lin Yuntian's hands trembled violently.

"Your strength is too light. Is this all the strength a Bone Forging Realm martial artist has? Are you afraid of hurting me?" Chu Feng sneered.

"Such a powerful physique!"

Lin Yuntian was shocked. He was a Bone Forging Realm expert, capable of unleashing nearly 100,000 jin of force with his arms, yet he couldn't budge the body of the person before him in the slightest?

"Are you still fighting?" Chu Feng asked with a smile, looking at the other's surprised and uncertain expression.

"Insolent scoundrel, don't underestimate me!"

Lin Yuntian had already begun to consider retreating, but being provoked by Chu Feng like this, his blood rushed to his head, and he gripped his Ring-pommel Saber and charged forward.

Clang!

Clang!

Saber light crisscrossed, emitting endless killing intent.

Yet, Chu Feng always managed to block Lin Yuntian's attacks with mere millimeters to spare, as if strolling through a garden.

"Too light..."

"Too light..."

"Your strength is so weak, how do you even lift a saber?"

After a round of exchanges, Chu Feng stood in place, his feet not having moved an inch, and said calmly.

Lin Yuntian stood panting, his face extremely grim as he looked at the composed Chu Feng.