Sweeping Mountain Tiger was killed on the spot by the Jiaoren of the highest level of Wu Mountain under Sea Dragon.
The Jiaoren was then severely injured by the Golden Wing Tower Spirit Envoy himself.
The news spread throughout Wu Mountain within a few days.
From the Shangguan Family of the Prefect Yue Hanquan Yue Family, down to ordinary people in teahouses and taverns.
Everyone heard the news from different sources.
The authorities intentionally compiled and disseminated the entire message.
"Speaking of the Golden Wing Tower, it is currently the Eastern Sect Buddhist School in the Ling Ting."
Previously, people didn't know about this organization because it kept a low profile, but this time, even if they wanted to, they couldn't.
Inside the teahouse, a bespectacled storyteller, holding a folding fan, was talking non-stop about the latest hot news and rumors.
The customers in the surrounding teahouses listened intently.
Normally, these storytellers mostly tell stories, but as they travel all over the country, they always bring back all sorts of interesting tales.
Like caravans, ordinary people often learned about various news from these places.
Itinerant storytellers, acrobats, street performers, music sellers, or small merchants from caravans, etc.
As for Government Office announcements, those also fall under this category, but they are generally used to verify rumors circulating in the streets.
"The Golden Wing Tower organization mainly sells intelligence, and occasionally takes on assassination missions or makes fake documents and the like."
"But this time, a Spirit Envoy came to the Golden Wing Tower of Wu Mountain."
What is Spirit Envoy? They are the strongest experts who manage the entire Prefectural City! Their strength is truly awe-inspiring; a single strike can create a sound that travels ten miles, their power shaking all directions.
"This time, it will be the battle in which the Golden Wing Tower Spirit Envoy sweeps away the Sea Dragon and tramples the Sweeping Mountain Tiger to make a name for himself!"
"Speaking of which, on that day, the Prefectural City gates were wide open, and two figures descended like thunderbolts. With a deafening roar, the wind and clouds shifted, and two bolts of lightning crashed down from the sky, slamming into the city!"
Zhang Rongfang listened from the corner, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
That's an exaggeration.
How could he not know how powerful he was? Even lightning and thunder had struck.
Two days ago, after he rescued Ding Yu inquired about his enemy and the name of his organization. She immediately decided to join his ranks to repay his life-saving grace and to find an opportunity to avenge her brother.
Zhang Rongfang, on the other hand, began to rest and recuperate to recover from the severe injuries he had suffered.
Xue Chengyu was injured, and so was he.
However, due to his Civilian Skill Cultivation at the Golden Core Stage, he should have a stronger recovery ability than Xue Chengyu.
In just two days, his health points recovered a little.
She is now 33.
Compared to a full-state 45 points, if all goes well, it might take one point every two days, and more than half a month to return to normal.
The internal organs were shaken and the bones in both hands were fractured. If such an injury were to occur to an ordinary martial artist, it would take a hundred days to recover from the injury, and even if a martial artist had a stronger recovery ability, it would still take at least two months.
Listening to the storyteller constantly boasting about his achievements, Zhang Rongfang couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up, paid the bill, and left the teahouse.
The crowd outside the gate was bustling, and the lively atmosphere before the Sweeping Mountain Tiger had returned.
Wushan Prefecture is such a large city that once the previous troubles are gone, it will rebound and become even more lively than before.
He glanced at the sky and walked straight toward the Zen Heart Literary Society.
I can't stop studying every day.
Now, it has been discovered within the Golden Wing Tower that the traitor is Wei Li.
But by the time they went to arrest Wei Li, the place was already deserted.
When Bao Ning went to track down Wei Li, their relationship with Sea Dragon was now quite delicate.
With no news coming from the main building for a long time, Zhang Rongfang did not send any more people to kill Sea Dragon's men. The two sides simply kept to themselves and did not take any action.
The lack of response from headquarters caused Zhang Rongfang to feel a sense of unease.
His previous plans were all based on the support of the headquarters, which was essential for their success.
Now, without the support of a powerful force behind him, he has become an isolated force.
Even the Sea Dragon has sent a Super Grade Jiaoren, yet the Golden Wing Tower remains completely silent.
Zhang Rongfang had a vague suspicion in his mind.
"It seems I still have to rely on myself." With a sigh, he quickly entered the Zen Heart Literary Society and arrived at Gong Shuyin's room.
For some reason, the number of people in the literary society is decreasing.
The last time he came, there were three or four people chatting here.
Upon entering, there was only one cleaning woman inside; no one else could be seen.
Thump, thump, thump.
Knock gently on the door.
Smelling the faint fragrance wafting from inside the door, Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt a sense of peace for some reason.
'This scent is different from before.'
He was pondering this in his mind.
"Please come in," Gong Shuyin's voice came from inside.
Click.
Zhang Rongfang pushed open the door and entered.
"Excuse me," he said solemnly.
Gong Shuyin was sitting cross-legged behind the beaded curtain, with a long zither on her lap.
It seems they are tuning the strings.
The little girl who used to cry was nowhere to be seen, and for a moment there were only two people left in the room.
"Are you injured?" Gong Shuyin suddenly paused, raising her head.
Through the beaded curtain, her gaze seemed almost tangible, fixed on Zhang Rongfang.
"Did you notice, young lady?" Zhang Rongfang smiled. "Sorry, the smell of medicine on you is a bit strong."
"It's not the smell of medicine. Your breathing is a little rapid and uncoordinated," Gong Shuyin said in a low voice. "Just like this zither, if the sound and the body are not in harmony, then there will be flaws."
"Does the young lady also know martial arts?" Zhang Rongfang had wanted to ask this question for a long time. He had realized that Gong Shuyin was no ordinary person.
Who would believe that someone who could remain undetected by the Golden Wing Tower's intelligence system must have some secrets? "I know a little," Gong Shuyin said softly, "But only enough for self-defense."
"With your insight, young lady, if you truly continue practicing, you will surely gain something," Zhang Rongfang.
At this distance, he could clearly hear the other person's heartbeat, and there was nothing unusual about it.
He's only slightly stronger than the average person.
The other person wasn't lying; she might really just know a little bit.
"Life is short, and the sea of suffering is boundless. Martial arts are also a struggle in the sea of suffering, adding suffering upon suffering. Why bother?" Gong Shuyin replied.
Her fingers gently caressed the strings, as if caressing a lover's skin, tender and soothing.
"Actually, even if you hadn't come today, I was already planning to take my leave of you."
"Saying goodbye? Is the young lady leaving?" Zhang Rongfang frowned. He had only learned most of the Locked Script. If she left, what would happen later? "There's a lady from afar who plans to build a stage and has invited me to help. After all, I know a little about opera and Zaju."
"The old friendship still exists, so it's not easy to refuse." Gong Shuyin smiled.
"A stage?" Zhang Rongfang sensed something was amiss, but the other party didn't elaborate, clearly indicating they didn't want to.
He didn't ask any more questions.
"It's a pity. If you leave, I don't know where to find someone skilled in the art of Locked Script."
"That's enough."
Gong Shuyin answered.
"With your current level, young master, reading some simple texts is sufficient."
After that, you can learn it on your own.
She stood up and put the zither aside.
"Alright, let's begin the last lesson of the day. Young master, please ask as many questions as you can."
"Understood!" Zhang Rongfang nodded solemnly.
He took out his previous workbook, opened it, and reviewed the lessons from the last class.
Then identify the problems and ask them one by one.
Gong Shuyin answered them one by one.
The two of them had made plans to go out together, but nothing has come of it yet.
And the two of them tacitly refrained from bringing it up again.
The course ended shortly afterward.
Zhang Rongfang got up to take his leave.
"Zhang Jun." Gong Shuyin suddenly called out to him softly.
"Actually, I originally planned to stay here for three years, but things have changed halfway through. If you still want to learn about the Locked Script and understand its origins, you can go to this place."
"Where?" Zhang Rongfang had barely finished speaking when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.
He looked up from his notebook, only to be horrified to find that behind the beaded curtain in front of him was nothing at all.
Gong Shuyin had already left sometime earlier.
He stood up abruptly, his heart pounding.
When did Gong Shuyin leave? The door was right behind him, and he didn't even notice!
This person's skill is simply unimaginable! Could there be some kind of trap here?
He suddenly realized this and rushed forward to lift the beaded curtain.
The room was empty, and the wooden planks of the bed were unusually flat, with pink cushions on top.
Behind them, a window was half-open, letting in gentle breezes.
A piece of silk with writing on it hung by the window.
The pale red silk fabric swayed gently in the breeze, as if constantly reminding people of its presence.
Zhang Rongfang approached and carefully examined the silk cloth. He pinched it through his sleeve to confirm it wasn't poisonous before unfolding it and reading it closely.
To his surprise, there was no message on the silk cloth.
It's just a single line of address.
'In the Yin Huai Forest, at the Great Heavy Temple, on the Shadow in the Forest within, lies what you seek.'
"What do I need?" Zhang Rongfang remained silent. What did he need? He lacked nothing. 'No!'
Suddenly, a thought struck him.
He has now reached the Ninth Grade rank limit, and his physical potential may have reached its limit in the eyes of outsiders.
It's time to find a way to break through to the Super Grade.
Although he knew that even without using the Super Grade secret technique, he could forcefully break through using the Attribute Panel.
However, "If I don't use Super Grade secret technique to break through, I'm afraid it will attract unwanted attention." Several thoughts flashed through Zhang Rongfang's mind.
"Therefore, we must make reasonable breakthroughs to Super Grade without leaving any loopholes."
He now belongs to two organizations: the Golden Wing Tower and the Great Dao Sect.
The Golden Wing Tower is undoubtedly more powerful, but something seems to have happened.
Moreover, he hadn't even practiced the first level of the Golden Roc Secret Record.
If one wants to break through, perhaps the only option is to join the Great Dao Sect.
Does the Great Dao Sect have any secret techniques for breaking through to the Super Grade? He's been in the Great Dao Sect for years and has never heard of such a thing.
Carrying the silk cloth, Zhang Rongfang left the Zen Heart Literary Society without lingering.
If the Great Dao Sect truly possesses Super Grade Secret Art, they must reside in its ancestral court Heavenly Treasure Palace.
Heavenly Treasure Palace was located in Great Capital).
He thought he should find an opportunity to go to Great Capital). He planned to visit the address on the silk cloth after his injuries had fully healed.
Gong Shuyin was so mysterious, but she showed him no malice from beginning to end.
This address probably represents something useful to him.
Besides, isn't Shadow in the Forest the girl who went missing in Wushan Prefecture a few years ago? (The night he Jiu Sanhu and had cramps)
The Zhu Zai Jiangnan slept twice in three days and then rolled around.
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