Plundering the White Saint Society and the Wang Family

When Jiang Liu arrived at the Wang family's Wang Family was already dark, which meant that Wang Jian must have given prior instructions.

Jiang Liu slipped into the Wang Family and rushed towards the Wang Family garden. Just after passing the back garden gate, Jiang Liu saw someone waiting there. It should be the acting head of the Wang Family, the Grand Elder Hai, Wang Family Wang Yi.

Jiang Liu flashed forward and stood in front of him.

The Grand Elder Hai, Wang Yi, was startled. Looking closely, he saw a person dressed in black and wearing a mask standing before him. He figured this must be a helper sent by the family head. He quickly bowed respectfully and said, "My lord, you've arrived!"

Jiang Liu nodded. "Okay! Lead the way!"

Wang Yi quickly led the way, entering the Wang Family land and arriving at the ancestral hall. After opening the door and inviting Jiang Liu inside, he personally stood guard at the entrance.

As soon as Jiang Liu entered, he saw Wang Jian pacing anxiously back and forth. Upon seeing Jiang Liu enter, Jiang Liu hurriedly came forward to greet him, "Sir, you've arrived."

"Speak! What's wrong with the White Saint Society?" Jiang Liu said calmly.

"He Lie has come to our door again, forcing Wang Yi to go to the woods outside the South City tonight! He's probably trying to coerce him into leading the Wang Family to submit," Wang Jian said anxiously.

Outside the South City Gate? Jiang Liu glanced at Wang Jian. Wasn't that the place where he had knocked him unconscious last time? He had killed the people from the Deity Summoning Society there last night. What a coincidence.

Is there anything else?

"That's it! He Lie has already said that if Wang Yi dares not to go, he will start targeting the Wang Family with all his might starting tomorrow. I estimate that if the Martial Prohibition Hall hadn't intensified its crackdown these past two days, the White Saint Society would have already come knocking on our door."

"I can help you with this, but I can't just make a wasted trip, can I?" Jiang Liu began to bare his fangs.

"Please feel free to make any requests, sir!" Wang Jian said magnanimously, having anticipated this.

"I don't have any special requests, I just want to visit your Martial Pavilion. Don't worry, I will not copy anything."

"This, this, sir, could you perhaps change your request?" Wang Jian was still undecided. Opening the Martial Pavilion to outsiders would be tantamount to handing over all of the Wang Family's trump cards to others.

"I only have this one request," Jiang Liu said indifferently.

"Well, alright! But you must promise me you won't copy it." Wang Jian finally gritted his teeth and agreed to the request.

"I can agree to that." After saying that, Jiang Liu flashed out of the Prince's mansion and headed towards the South City.

As soon as Jiang Liu approached the woods outside the South City, he spread his consciousness to investigate and found two Eighth Rank Martial Practitioner meditating and circulating their vital energy.

Jiang Liu thought to himself, "How arrogant! Aren't you afraid of getting your throat slit? You just sit here so nonchalantly waiting?"

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If the White Saint Society didn't have the backing of Yunzhou, and was still so arrogant, it would have been wiped out long ago.

Those with powerful backers generally don't dare to mess with them, while those without are usually no match for them. That's why they've been able to maintain their arrogance all this time.

Jiang Liu unleashed his spiritual pressure, enveloping He Lie Mu Yunyuan of the White Saint Society.

Suddenly, He Lie Mu Yunyuan felt themselves plunged into darkness, as if they were locked in a dark, sealed room. Realizing they were being attacked, they hurriedly circulated their inner energy and launched a chaotic attack.

He Lie Mu Yunyuan accidentally exchanged blows, which brought him back to his senses. Before he could even feel happy, he fainted. When he woke up, he could move his limbs, but he couldn't muster any energy.

He Lie Mu Yunyuan woke up, they saw a Man in Black who was completely covered up standing in front of them.

Jiang Liu said coldly, "Robbery!"

He Lie Mu Yunyuan froze, stunned. What the hell? A robbery? What time is it now? The two exchanged a glance. Then He Lie said helplessly, "Good sir, I admit defeat. Let us go, and we'll give you money."

"Write a letter to your leader! Tell him to pay the ransom and redeem the people!"

"But we don't have paper and pen, how are we supposed to write?" Mu Yunyuan said with a troubled expression.

"I have one!" Jiang Liu said, tossing out a pen and paper.

Mu Yunyuan looked at Jiang Liu speechlessly. "You were prepared all along!" Helpless, she could only write down Jiang Liu's dictation. Finally, she wrote on the envelope, "Tonight at 7 PM, meet in the grove outside the South City. To be opened by Xie Hen."

Jiang Liu took the letter and examined it. Then he pressed it against the necks of the two men, and their heads immediately tilted to the side.

Next came the time to loot the corpse. Jiang Liu exclaimed in amazement, "These two are truly worthy of being protectors of the White Saint Society! They're so rich, each carrying tens of thousands of taels of silver."

After looting the corpses, one of them delivered a powerful Frost Nether Palm, turning both bodies into ashes without leaving a trace.

Then, taking the letter, he slipped Mu Yunyuan's identity token inside.

Jiang Liu sped back to the Wang Family. Upon entering, he headed straight for the place where he had previously met with Wang Jian.

Wang Jian and Wang Yi were still waiting in the same spot, their faces filled with anxiety. When they saw Jiang Liu appear, their expressions immediately lit up with joy.

Before they could speak, Jiang Liu tossed He Lie's identity token to Wang Jian. After checking it, Wang Jian casually handed it to Wang Yi, Wang Yi also looked at it again to confirm it was indeed He Lie's token. He then returned the token to Jiang Liu.

Wang Jian asked with a questioning look, "Sir, have you already arrested He Lie?"

Jiang Liu nodded and said, "Yes! He won't appear anymore. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise." After saying that, Jiang Liu looked at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and gave Wang Yi some instructions. Wang Yi didn't say much, but simply turned around and led Jiang Liu out of the ancestral hall.

After Wang Yi led Jiang Liu of the Wang Family, they walked deeper into the Wang Family. After walking for a short while, they arrived at a small pavilion. As soon as they got close, the imposing aura of three Seventh Rank Martial Practitioner enveloped them.

Jiang Liu snorted coldly, and immediately three muffled groans were heard, indicating that the three Seventh Rank Martial Practitioner had suffered internal injuries.

Wang Yi quickly apologized to Jiang Liu, saying, "My lord, I'm so sorry, it was my fault for not arranging things properly! Thank you for your mercy!"

Jiang Liu nodded without saying anything. Wang Yi quickly went inside and came out a moment later, then led Jiang Liu into the attic. Jiang Liu turned to Wang Yi and said, "You can go down now! I'll look around by myself for a while!"

The Wang Family's Martial Arts Pavilion is a small three-story building, but it contains many secret manuals.

Jiang Liu glanced at it briefly and found that there were more than two hundred books on the first floor alone, covering various attribute-based mental cultivation techniques, palm techniques, fist techniques, leg techniques, lightness skills, and all kinds of weapons.

Unfortunately, there are many Yellow-grade books, but very few Mystic Grade, Low Rank books. They are probably intended for future generations of the Lineage to build a foundation, or as a reward for servants who have made outstanding contributions.

Jiang Liu went up to the second floor, where there were far fewer manuals, a total of forty or fifty. Jiang Liu slowly looked through them. The lowest grade was at least Mystic Grade, Mid Rank, and the highest Mystic Peak-Grade. There were quite a few of them, as many as eight.

"Ding! Mystic Peak-Grade martial art, the Gold Splitting Palm, has been discovered. Do you wish to add it to your collection?"

"Ding! Mystic Peak-Grade cultivation technique has been detected but Elusive Shadows. Do you wish to add it to your collection?"

"Ding! Mystic Peak-Grade martial art, the Life Snatching Kick, has been discovered. Do you wish to add it?"

"Ding! Found the Mystic Peak-Grade martial art, the Current Severing Palm. Do you wish to add it?"

"Ding! Exploding Fist, Mystic Peak-Grade martial art, has been discovered. Do you wish to add it?"

"Ding! Mystic Peak-Grade cultivation technique, Sky Wind Art, has been discovered. Do you wish to add it?"

"Ding! The Mystic Peak-Grade cultivation technique, Ice Heart Art, has been discovered. Do you wish to add it?"

"Ding! Mystic Peak-Grade martial art, Saint Heart Swordplay, has been discovered. Do you wish to add it to your collection?"