"Someone come here!"
Princess Yongxiang stood up and carefully examined the injuries of the two men. They looked somewhat like the moves of the Great Dao Sect, but not quite.
The injury contained several different kinds of force.
It has the force of hitting Strike the Cow Through the Mountain, the impact force of frontal expansion, and the shockwave force of striking each other with hard palm prints and fist prints.
The wound showed clear palm and fist marks, indicating that the person who struck must have had broad and strong hands.
But she wasn't very confident about any of these things.
Because she only ever practiced one martial art, the Great Completion Martial Classic. She was not familiar with the martial arts of other schools.
If the Great Dao Sect hadn't been so close to the Imperial Clan, she might not have even been able to discern the basic characteristics of these injuries.
Soon, two elderly men, one tall and one short, with white beards, quickly arrived in the forest.
Both men were shocked when they saw the corpse on the ground.
They knew the two people on the ground.
Before the entire convoy sets off, these skilled guards need to memorize the names of every person.
The two people lying on the ground were none other than the two attendants who were responsible for protecting the princess in the caravan.
"Princess, what exactly is going on?" one of them asked in a deep voice.
"Check it out and see what kind of martial art it is," Princess Yongxiang said in a deep voice.
The other person bowed, stepped forward, squatted down, and began the examination.
He kept turning the wound open with his fingers, examining the front and back of the body, while also observing the changes in the corpse's eyes and face.
A short while later, the man stood up and bowed slightly to Yong Xiang.
"Your Highness, these two people were probably Breaking Limit Skill Strike the Cow Through the Mountain,' which detonated their vital organs in the back, causing them to die."
He paused.
"This kind of Breaking Limit Skill has very obvious characteristics, and many sects and forces have similar moves. But at the same time, it can also deal direct punches and palm strikes, as well as shock damage."
There should only be the Sensing Gate and the Great Dao Sect.
"The Unparalleled Fist Breaking Limit Skill of the Sensing Gate has this effect. And the Returning Spring Purifying Time Talisman Classic of the Great Dao Sect also has a similar Breaking Limit Skill."
"The Unparalleled Fist of the Sensing Gate, the Returning Spring Purifying Time Talisman Classic of the Great Dao Sect?" Princess Yongxiang stood silently.
"So, those Black-Clad Man from earlier were from the Sensing Gate? Then why did they come all this way to intercept my two attendants? Such experts, unleashing such destructive power, must at least be at the Super Grade Internal Method."
"And my two close attendants are only at the level of External Medicine. Why did it come to this?" Yong Xiang said grimly.
"Excuse me, Princess, you may not be very familiar with the physical strength of Super Grade." An old man suddenly interjected.
"These two attendants are not just ordinary Super Grade; they have at least reached the third level. The strength and resilience of their muscles, fascia, and bones are incomparable to those who have just taken External Medicine. They have broken through for at least five years."
"Two people? Three times with External Medicine!?" Yong Xiang was taken aback. She remembered that the other person had only just received External Medicine.
"So, one of them has been hiding his strength all along, just keeping it from me? Pretending to be by my side?!" A chill suddenly ran through her.
"Exactly."
Yong Xiang was speechless.
She suddenly realized that her trip to Citong might not be as peaceful as she had imagined.
And so much has happened so soon after it began. "Was this person lurking around me from the very beginning, or did they gradually develop ulterior motives? All those routine tests every year, and they still haven't found anything wrong..." She had no way of knowing.
With a thousand thoughts swirling in her mind, Yong Xiang fell silent for a moment.
"I want to thoroughly investigate the rest of my team. I don't want anything like this to happen again!"
"Yes!"
The two elderly men quickly bowed their heads and clasped their hands in greeting.
More than an hour later.
The convoy, which had been attacked by Black-Clad Man, finally recovered the escaped white bull and the carriages.
Only one carriage remained; the rest were all smashed by the white ox, which was also injured.
The group worked together to clean up the wounds, bandage the injuries, and bury the body.
Yong Xiang and her men carefully examined the bodies of the Black-Clad Man, but found no trace of their presence.
Many of these Black-Clad Man were at the Third Grade rank, with two leaders being at the Ninth Grade and five at the Super Grade. Their strength far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine.
After a scholar standing next to Yong Xiang reviewed the strength levels of all the attackers, everyone listened with a cold sweat running down their faces.
There are very few forces in the entire country that can send such a force.
Super Grade are not like cabbages.
In particular, there is one of the Three Voids Super Grade who can rival Princess Yongxiang.
These are all top-tier experts from their respective factions, and they would not easily be sent out to carry out assassinations.
Domestically, there aren't many forces that can achieve Super Grade at the Three Voids level.
After the convoy was fully prepared and tidied up, it continued on its journey.
The convoy lost many of its belongings in the attack and had to travel light.
We resupplyed upon arriving in Yongxi Town.
After resting and showering for a day, the group recovered and continued on their way.
*** "Dead!?"
Deep in the mountains, in a dilapidated Buddhist temple.
Old Wang, the leader of the Black-Clad Man who had made the move earlier, was staring at the two people in front of him with a grim expression.
These two were not his subordinates, but rather representatives and leaders from other forces within the Thousand Sect Alliance.
This time, I was just carrying out an assassination mission with them.
"Those were two Super Grade! Dead?! Weren't they already alone with that Zhang Ying? How did they die??"
Old Wang's eyes were serious, and he vaguely guessed that there was a problem.
One of them had dry, yellow hair and a strong build.
The other person wore a large string of gold earrings, and even though he was dressed in black and wore a mask, he couldn't hide his strangeness.
"I don't know, but we speculate that the Great Dao Sect likely has another Super Grade accompanying them for protection!" the man with the withered yellow hair replied in a deep voice.
"There are additional skilled escorts??" Old Wang's eyes were icy.
Two Super Grade, and two princesses acting as spies. I thought it was a sure thing; once the people were killed and the disguise was restored, they could continue to play an even greater role.
But now...? "To be able to defeat two people in such a short time, one must at least be Internal Method or even Three Voids Super Grade. However, the number of Three Voids Internal Method cultivators in the Great Dao Sect is limited. Where did the other Super Grade experts come from?" Old Wang asked, puzzled.
The Super Grade to each faction is actually limited.
Like the Great Dao Sect, the Super Grade are almost all high-ranking members from various factions.
The level Three Voids is at least a high-ranking provincial official. Why would such a master be easily sent out to protect a Daozi? Zhang Ying already has a very high level of expertise, with someone like Chen Han, who has Super Grade Internal Method.
Even within the Thousand Sect Alliance, each faction only has a handful of Super Grade experts. Some have a dozen or so, others just a few. Each one is incredibly precious.
The Thousand Sect Alliance, despite its name, actually comprises only about seventy or eighty Secret Teaching in total.
It seems like a lot, but when scattered throughout the entire Great Ling Realm, it becomes extremely rare.
Two people died. Old Wang felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Those two were both experts from his Quan Di Hall. They had been infiltrating the True One Sect for many years and had finally managed to transfer to Princess Yongxiang's side. "So, what's the result now that the people are dead?! We have suffered such a huge loss, there must be an answer!" Old Wang's tone was chilling.
While Quan Di Hall suffered such a loss, the other participating forces did not suffer much.
He naturally refused.
"Old Wang, I told you long ago that your method of direct confrontation won't work."
We shouldn't have gone all out in the first place. Yongxiang is incredibly powerful, and she's accompanied by two Inner Magic Spirit Networks and one Three Void Spirit Network. We can't gain any advantage in a head-on confrontation.
We have to find another way.
Fortunately, we still have a chance!
He paused.
"We have an inside man in Yong Xiang's caravan. This time, your Quan Di Hall won't be the one to make a move; our Blood Road Sect will act alone!" the burly man with withered yellow hair said coldly.
"What do you want?" Old Wang asked in a deep voice.
"Those who achieve great things must be willing to sacrifice something; there is no reward without sacrifice. Only by burning your bridges can you unleash your full potential," the burly man with sparse, yellow hair grinned.
"You mean..." Old Wang suddenly understood what he meant.
They're using that inside man as a sacrificial pawn. How ruthless! These Blood Road Sect members not only don't consider themselves human, but they also don't value other people's lives. They're all lunatics! ***Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
This time, Princess Yongxiang didn't cause any trouble. Instead, she stayed obediently in the carriage and traveled with the others.
The damaged carriages were replaced with new ones in the subsequent towns.
The injured white cow was replaced with several ordinary black cows.
After a month of travel, and following the previous attack, everyone was on high alert.
This made the journey thereafter exceptionally smooth and An Ning.
Zhang Rongfang was finally able to rest and cultivate in peace for a while.
The convoy has now entered the territory of Great Ling Ping Province. After passing through most of the Ping Province, it will reach its final destination – Ci Tong Port.
The sun was shining brightly, and flocks of birds flew overhead, circling and hovering.
The chirping and chattering sounded like a noisy Caishikou.
The black bulls in the caravan occasionally let out restless mooing, clearly showing they were less stamina than the white bulls and were getting tired.
It was midday, the sun was high in the sky, and the air was increasingly hot and humid.
After inquiring with the princess, the caravan slowed down and began to find a place to start a fire and cook food.
Zhang Rongfang and his entourage followed behind.
Having endured wind and rain and slept outdoors along the way, the four of them were much more weary than before, and their bodies were covered in dust.
Zhang Rongfang's white Daoist robe was no longer as white as before, and had become slightly grayish.
"Speaking of which, why does the princess insist on using an oxcart for this long journey instead of a horse-drawn carriage?" Zhang Rongfang, looking at the black ox tied to a tree ahead, somewhat puzzled.
"You may not know Daozi," Chen Han replied. "After a long journey, even the slightest tremor will be amplified and become a key factor affecting rest."
Ox-carts are much smoother than horse-drawn carriages. Therefore, they are generally used for long-distance travel.
"I see." Zhang Rongfang understood.
He had seen the scene inside the princess's carriage from outside.
It not only has a bed, but also a heater, wardrobe, desk, and dressing table, making it a small study that also serves as a bedroom.
The newly added carriages for the convoy include one specifically for storing food and water.
A special place to store all sorts of local specialties that the princess buys whenever she feels like it.
The last item is the daily necessities and miscellaneous items of the rest of the team.
In addition, the convoy included a chef specializing in cooking, a female masseuse skilled in massage, and a band of dancers specializing in dancing and playing music.
If a mere county princess can command such a grand display, one can only imagine what the true Princess of Great Ling would be like.