Transformation (2)

As evening approached, the dark clouds that had been there earlier had long since dispersed, leaving only the golden-red sunlight that had dyed half of the clouds red.

The crimson clouds and golden light reflected on the sea, instantly Sea and Sky as One Color, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

"Such beautiful scenery, if viewed often, will surely broaden one's mind and make one's character far surpass that of ordinary people," Zhang Rongfang exclaimed.

"For example, after looking at the scenery for so long, I feel that my mind has become much more open now, and I no longer get easily angered by trivial matters."

"What you say is absolutely right, sir," Chen Han, who had followed behind, replied with his head bowed.

"Nothing important has come up lately, has it?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

He is now obsessed with self-improvement, Martial Cultivator, going out to boast and wander around, and relaxing.

He then instructed Chen Han to keep an eye on Chen Xiang Temple and not to disturb him unless it was something important.

Chen Han has been doing a very good job these days. There have been almost no disturbances, allowing Zhang Rongfang to have complete peace and quiet.

"Don't worry, sir, it's nothing serious. Besides, Miss Sun Chaoyue handled some minor matters well. She's been a great help to me," Chen Han said in a low voice.

"Oh? She's only Fourth Grade, right? How can she help you?" Zhang Rongfang asked in surprise.

"She just reached the Fifth Grade last month. Miss Sun handled the academic disputes with excellent judgment and gave many good suggestions. She has made our daily affairs at least 30% easier."

"I suppose it's from my time in Tanyang," Chen Han replied.

"That's true." Zhang Rongfang nodded. Back in Tanyang's time, Sun Chaoyue was able to manage the Yaoyuan Book Club by herself and hold such a large-scale auction, which shows that she was quite capable.

Such a person, with sufficient power to support him, is indeed a capable individual.

However, he didn't care; there were too many talented people like that these days.

Sun Chaoyue's performance did add some value to him, but that's not enough.

If she can reach the Ninth Grade in martial arts before the age of thirty, then she could be properly nurtured.

"By the way, how old is she now?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, I am twenty-six. There are four more years." Chen Han understood Zhang Rongfang meant.

"Four years? That might not be enough time." Zhang Rongfang shook his head slightly. The previous events had delayed Sun Chaoyue for quite some time. Otherwise, she would still have had a chance to reach the Ninth Grade.

"Where is her father?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

"Scripture Master confessed his crimes and accepted his execution. Before his death, he took all the blame for the Sun Family's crimes upon himself. He left behind an old servant for Miss Sun Chaoyue."

"He was executed two months ago," Chen Han replied.

"Life is unpredictable, that's just how it is," Zhang Rongfang sighed.

When he looked at the beautiful scenery where the sky and sea met, his feelings were different.

No matter how ups and downs life may be, the sea and sky remain unchanged, timeless. A special feeling welled up in Zhang Rongfang's heart, making him understand more and more that he must keep moving forward and getting stronger in order to remain as unchanging as the heavens and the earth.

"Help!! Let me go!! Let my sister go!"

Suddenly, a faint cry for help drifted from the left shore.

A group of Brown-Haired Blue-Eyed Foreign Sailors, surrounding a burly man dressed as the captain in the middle, were pulling at two pretty girls wearing light blue short skirts and short tops.

The two girls appeared to be dressed provocatively, with short skirts that reached mid-thigh. However, it was clearly some kind of ethnic clothing.

"This young girl is dressed so nicely and shows so much skin, isn't she just trying to seduce old men?! Hahahaha!"

A Bearded White Strongman laughed loudly, drew his knife, and with a flash of light, precisely sliced a large gash in the back of a young girl's dress.

The fact that the person's clothes were torn but their skin was unharmed shows that they have some skill with a knife.

"Come on, come on, we have dozens of people on our boat, we can definitely feed you two girls!" someone chimed in with laughter.

As the two girls screamed in terror, the crew members became even more excited.

They surrounded the two girls, toying with them like prey, and enthusiastically pushed and shoved them around inside.

This area is located in the Suburbs of a port, sparsely populated, with hardly anyone around. There are certainly no government officials or constables patrolling the area.

This is probably why this group dares to be so arrogant.

Zhang Rongfang was gazing at the sea view, immersed in that special feeling.

Suddenly startled by the noise, I was instantly pulled out of that peculiar feeling.

He felt a vague dissatisfaction and looked up.

Amidst this Sea and Sky as One Color, a small scene of someone harassing a woman has appeared in the lower left corner.

It completely ruined the harmonious and perfect overall feel of the scene.

The shouts of that group, in particular, severely affected his mood at that moment.

"Chen Han".

"Yes, sir." Chen Han clasped his hands and bowed.

"Take care of it," Zhang Rongfang said coldly.

"Yes."

Chen Han instantly understood what it meant.

He took a step and turned around, his movements swift and precise, and rushed towards the group of crew members.

Before long, a series of screams rang out. Chen Han and the government soldiers who were secretly following behind him quickly stepped forward to surround and kill the group of crew members.

Within a dozen breaths, more than a dozen crew members lay dead in Blood Pool.

The captain roared in despair, and suddenly mustered his remaining strength to smash past the nearby soldiers and rush toward Zhang Rongfang, who was not far away.

Upon seeing this, Chen Han was about to intercept them, but then he noticed the coded signal and stopped on his own.

The captain roared and charged forward with his knife, slashing at Zhang Rongfang.

The silver scimitar is in excellent condition, with engraved letters and bird patterns on the side.

The blade moved downwards, producing a sharp whistling sound, and even rotated three times during its downward slashing trajectory.

It's impossible to guard against.

This strike, in terms of speed, momentum, and the trajectory of the change of move, is comparable to that of High Grade Expert.

However, Zhang Rongfang's right hand blurred for a moment, then returned to normal.

Thud! The curved blade came to a halt, the captain's face still bearing the expression of a roar, standing firmly in place, only a little over a meter away from Zhang Rongfang.

But this mere meter or so distance felt like an insurmountable chasm.

A bloody hole had appeared between his eyebrows, and no one knew when.

Thump.

The body lay sprawled on the ground, quickly losing its life.

Zhang Rongfang wiped his index finger.

"Anyone who deliberately attacks Imperial Court shall have their property confiscated and their entire family members executed."

"Someone, go and investigate the fleet behind them, and make sure they're dealt with cleanly."

"Yes."

The Temple Guard felt a jolt of fear, sweat beaded on their foreheads, and they quickly responded.

As his strength and experience grew, Zhang Rongfang became increasingly intolerant of things that made him unhappy or uncomfortable.

Day and night, they diligently cultivated themselves, scheming and improving themselves.

Life is already stressful and exhausting enough, so why not try to relax a little in your daily routine? Only by maintaining a balanced approach can you be more efficient and achieve harmony between Yin and Yang.

He ignored the two girls who were being rescued and their profuse thanks.

He went to see the scenery again.

The golden-red seascape has regained its original purity and innocence.

Instantly, Zhang Rongfang's mood improved again.

"Indeed, the Buddhist School saying is quite right. The body is a Bodhi tree, and the mind is a bright mirror. Constantly wipe it clean, lest it be covered with dust."

"Life needs to be constantly wiped clean to keep it from getting dirty."

Chen Han then returned to the back without saying a word.

He knew that this Daozi was originally from the Eastern Sect of Buddhist School and was Spirit Envoy of the Golden Wing Tower, so it was normal for him to know some Buddhist School stories.

Neither of them brought up the captain's matter again.

These unruly captains and crew members dare to be so arrogant in the port, and at sea they are often both captains and pirates, committing murder and robbery without hesitation.

If we investigate thoroughly, we'll find the answer immediately.

It was inevitable that the ship's assets would be seized and liquidated afterward.

Putting everything else aside, just the charge of attacking an official of the Imperial Court would be enough to get away with it if the captain didn't have any powerful backers.

If someone has powerful connections, they won't be able to escape unless they're squeezed dry and bleed profusely.

This is why Zhang Rongfang was unwilling to return to Great Capital.

Enjoy your freedom here, but when you return, you might accidentally bump into Spirit Person Noble or royalty.

If you're not careful, you could become Ninth Grade Super Grade or Spirit Guard or Spirit Vein expert; you have to be extremely careful when you walk.

You might even accidentally encounter a grandmaster.

Nothing compares to the relaxed and carefree life here.

Just like before, killing a few people and giving them a quick stab would be enough to sustain him for a long time. It couldn't be more pleasant.

As darkness fell, Zhang Rongfang finally turned back and returned to Chen Xiang Temple.

Today, Chen Xiang Temple has been expanded into an architectural complex consisting of Three Halls Five Courtyards.

Furthermore, calling it observation is no longer appropriate.

It should be called a palace.

The number of people recruited is also significantly more than before.

The Citong City welcomes all, regardless of whether they Da Ling Citizens or foreigners. As long as they are devout believers, they can be recruited into the Dao Palace.

As for the framework and system, Zhang Rongfang didn't need to worry about these things. He transferred some management personnel from surrounding big cities, and they were quickly set up step by step.

On the way back, Zhang Rongfang told Chen Han to take his men back first, while he himself left alone under the pretext of visiting a friend.

Chen Han had protested against this kind of thing many times before, but as Zhang Rongfang's movements became faster and faster, he was powerless to stop it.

During his breakthrough in Iron Shirt cultivation, Zhang Rongfang's overall physical attributes also slowly improved.

Although the High Grade, the less improvement there is.

However, he couldn't withstand the qualitative change caused by the quantitative change in his breakthrough in rank. At this point, even his movement and speed had already surpassed Chen Han in every aspect.

Not to mention the two Spirit Vein from the Snow Rainbow Pavilion that were following behind.

The other two were also Spirit Vein, and they too had long since fallen behind Zhang Rongfang's movements. So the two simply lay down.

Since Zhang Ying is no longer a tracking target, I might as well just eat and drink every day and get by.

After all, if something really goes wrong, his two External Medicine won't be enough to Spirit Vein it.

***Deep in Huang Jing Mountain.

More than a dozen Rebel Sect masters surrounded a burly man with red hair, forming a battle array and rhythmically attacking, defending, retreating, and then attacking again, layer by layer.

Everyone was using heavy swords, and in the distance, there were others holding Flying Dagger, muskets, and crossbows, ready to provide support at any time.

Zhang Zhenhai stood by, his expression tense, ready to personally provide support at any moment.

This time, they successfully lured in a Spirit Vein who had come to investigate the Rebel Sect.

Using these Spirit Vein' arrogant belief in their invincibility, they easily surrounded them and then began to kill.

What worried her was that this Red-Haired Spirit Vein had extremely strange martial arts style, was good at using hidden weapons, moved like a swimming fish, and was extremely good at deflecting force.

This resulted in their encirclement and attack being extremely inefficient.

They've been fighting for an hour and have only managed to kill him five times.

Most importantly, this person is gradually becoming familiar with the rhythm and weaknesses of the siege.

This also makes the encirclement and killing even more difficult.

"Zhenhai, did you catch any fish today?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from beside me.

Zhang Zhenhai's pretty face froze for a moment, then she was overjoyed.

Turn your head to look to the right.

Sure enough, Zhang Rongfang, wearing a Golden Wing Tower mask with a Silver Thread between his brows, slowly approached from a distance.