Peach Blossom Lake

Luo ZhengNan returned to the farmhouse and gathered everyone together.

Of his ten subordinates, three were Travel Cultivator, one was a fourth-level clerk, and two were third-level clerks; they were all considered elites within Jiang Xiang Gang.

Luo ZhengNan took out a long spear and handed it to Chen Weiqin, a fourth-level Travel Cultivator: "Old Chen, take your things and head straight to Green Water City to report to the Gang Leader. If you are caught by pursuers, do not linger in battle. Run away as fast as you can."

"Hall Master Luo, what are you going to do?"

Luo ZhengNan said calmly, "We'll find a way to help you hold off the pursuers. This is a major event for the gang. Even if it costs us all our lives, we have to get it done!"

"Hall Master Luo, everyone, please take care!" Chen Weiqin took the spear, and with two third-level Travel Cultivator, immediately set off, running like the wind out of the village.

Wan Jinxian was at the village entrance, still pretending to tell fortunes for people.

He saw three Travel Cultivator leave the village, and he also saw the long gun in Chen Weiqin's hand.

Although the spear was wrapped in oilcloth, judging from its outline, it was exactly the same as the spear that Wan Jinxian had seen in the fort.

More importantly, the spear exuded a chilling aura of murderous intent, reminding Wan Jinxian of the scene where Han Juncheng was nailed to the door of the Deputy Building.

Wan Jinxian dismissed the fortune teller and stuck a nail into the heel of his shoe.

This nail is a magical artifact, crafted from the soul of an eighth-level Travel Cultivator. After the nail was driven in, Wan Jinxian became ethereal, and he followed the three Travel Cultivator into the mountain path.

Chen Weiqin was walking briskly along the mountain road when he suddenly felt an intense itch in his calves.

At first he could bear it, but after walking more than ten miles, the itching became unbearable. Chen Weiqin squatted on the ground, rolled up his trouser leg, and began to scratch.

Not only Chen Weiqin felt itchy, but the two third-level Travel Cultivator also felt itchy. There were no bumps or blisters on their legs, but for some reason, the itching was so intense that it made them want to peel off a layer of their own skin.

The three men scratched their calves until they bled profusely. Chen Weiqin realized something was wrong and said to the other two Travel Cultivators, "Stop scratching, let's get going!"

The three of them endured the itch and took a few steps forward. Chen Weiqin suddenly felt a tightness in his throat and coughed repeatedly.

The two third-floor Travel Cultivator coughed even more severely, and one of them coughed up blood.

This is an illness.

After catching his breath, Chen Weiqin looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing dark sunglasses, holding a Blind Man's Cane, standing at a distance on the mountain road, smiling at them.

When did he arrive?

Why haven't I seen him before?

Is this a hijacking attempt?

Why didn't I sense any danger?

How high is this person's cultivation level?

Chen Weiqin lowered his voice and Travel Cultivator, "Don't linger in battle, run as soon as you get the chance!"

Upon hearing Chen Weiqin's voice, Wan Jinxian laughed and said, "Stop running, you can't escape. In half an hour, you'll all be dead."

Chen Weiqin is a seasoned veteran. The people Luo ZhengNan selected are all capable and have the ability to adapt to crises.

Knowing he was in poor health and desperately seeking a chance to escape, he asked, "Friend, do we know each other?"

Wan Jinxian shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

"If you don't know us, why are you secretly harming us?"

"Let's not beat around the bush, I'd like to borrow something from you gentlemen."

The Blind Man's Cane I have here, Bamboo tip of which has split after many years of use, is something I'd like to replace with a new one.

"I see that one you have is pretty good. Could you name a price and sell it to me?"

Chen Weiqin tucked his spear behind his back and said to Wan Jinxian, "Friend, you've misjudged this. This isn't some kind of Blind Man's Cane."

We're itinerant performers, these are our livelihood; we can't give them to you."

Wan Jinxian frowned, then smiled and said, "I've made myself clear, and you're still trying to stall me? Fine, keep dawdling. I'll say it again: in another half hour, you'll be dead."

While Wan Jinxian was speaking, Chen Weiqin suddenly stepped forward, Trample Ten Thousand Rivers, and sent a large amount of gravel flying.

Wan Jinxian retreated quickly, dodging a pile of rubble.

This is the advantage of the Travel Cultivator; as long as they find a gap, they have a chance to escape. Taking advantage of Wan Jinxian's dodge, Chen Weiqin took two Travel Cultivators and ran forward.

Wan Jinxian followed behind at a leisurely pace. He knew that Travel Cultivator was extremely fast, and even though he could overwhelm the three of them in terms of cultivation, he did not want to take unnecessary risks.

Ten minutes later, the three of them stopped one after another; they couldn't run anymore.

Wan Jinxian gave them one last chance. "The three of you are like brothers, I don't want to make this an unbreakable feud. Give me your things, I'll treat your illnesses, and we can still be friends when we meet again another day."

Chen Weiqin nodded and took the long spear from behind his back.

The two Travel Cultivator watched from the side without saying a word.

Who in this world doesn't try to survive?

At this point, let's put the matter of helping the door aside for now; everyone just wants to live.

Wan Jinxian laughed and said, "Put your spears on the ground and leave. Once you've walked a hundred steps, your illness will naturally be cured."

Chen Weiqin complied, placed his rifle on the ground, and staggered away with two Travel Cultivators.

After walking more than a hundred steps, I felt much better.

No more coughing or wheezing, and my head is no longer dizzy.

Chen Weiqin glanced back at Wan Jinxian was still standing in the same spot.

He smiled at Chen Weiqin, the meaning of which was quite clear.

If you're not convinced, you can come back and try again.

Chen Weiqin didn't dare to provoke Wan Jinxian, and continued walking forward with the two Travel Cultivators.

As for how to explain the matter of the Jiangxiang Gang, we'll think about it later. If all else fails, we won't go back to the Jiang Xiang Gang. With their cultivation levels, the three of them can find a job elsewhere...

His thoughts suddenly stopped, and Chen Weiqin felt an itch in his nose and sneezed.

One sneeze and saliva and snot fly everywhere.

It's human instinct to close your eyes when you sneeze.

When Chen Weiqin opened his eyes, he found that everything was still pitch black.

He also spit out both of his eyeballs.

The two Travel Cultivator next to them were stunned.

They sneezed and two eyeballs popped out; they had never experienced anything like it in their lives.

The pain in his eye socket was excruciating, and Chen Weiqin couldn't help but let out a wail.

He had barely opened his mouth when another sneeze followed.

Anyone who sneezes frequently knows that sneezes often occur in pairs.

This sneeze was even stronger than the previous one. Blood gushed from the mouth, nasal cavity, and the two empty eye sockets, followed by brain matter.

Chen Weiqin staggered and fell to the ground, killing himself with two sneezes.

The other two Travel Cultivator didn't understand what was going on. They also felt their noses itchy, so they quickly covered their mouths with their hands to stop themselves from sneezing.

"Don't hold it in, it's too uncomfortable," Wan Jinxian laughed. "Take a sneeze comfortably, and you'll die a more pleasant death."

The two Travel Cultivators had bloodshot eyes and were constantly in tears.

A minute later, the two could no longer bear it and sneezed one after the other.

The longer you hold back a sneeze, the stronger it becomes.

After that sneeze, both of their skulls shattered, and red and white matter flew everywhere.

Wan Jinxian is always cautious in his actions, so how could he possibly leave any survivors?

Picking up the spear from the ground, Wan Jinxian sensed the spirituality and killing intent surging within it.

He used Blind Man's Cane to send a message to He Jiaqing: "Jiaqing, the goods have been received."

He Jiaqing was overjoyed. "Old Wan, check carefully, don't be mistaken."

"The item is definitely the same. The barrel is twelve feet long, the blade is seven and seven-tenths inches long, it has a strong killing aura and is full of spirituality. It is exactly the same as the one I saw in Iron Gate Fort."

"How imposing is the spear?" This was what He Jiaqing was most concerned about. The imposing presence was different from the murderous aura and spirituality, and it was the most distinctive feature of "Zhao Xiaowan".

In terms of sheer imposing presence, it is indeed quite different from what I saw in Iron Gate Fort.

Wan Jinxian explained, "Its power has been greatly reduced; it must have been sealed off by Luo ZhengNan using some means."

"It's alright, no matter what methods he uses, I have a way to resolve it!" He Jiaqing praised, "Old Wan, you did a great job. Hurry back to the Outer State and don't let Jiang Xiang Gang get involved."

Wan Jinxian broke off the contact, brandished his spear a few times, and the foot-long red tassel fluttered in the wind.

Etc!

The spears I saw at Iron Gate Fort didn't seem to have red tassels.

Just added?

What's the point of adding this?

Luo ZhengNan wouldn't do something so unnecessary.

Wan Jinxian gripped the spear, his heart pounding with tension.

This spear may not belong to "Zhao Xiaowan".

This might be a magical artifact or a Spiritual Object, because it's of a very high level, and it fooled me!

He guessed right.

To accomplish this task, Luo ZhengNan spared no expense, even sacrificing two high-level Spiritual Object.

One of the Spiritual Object is a long spear called the Cloud Dragon. It is a relic of a famous general from ancient times. Because he killed too many people, it has an extremely strong killing aura. Ordinary weapons would be destroyed if they were bumped into it, but this is not the same as having power.

But why is this spear exactly the same as the one Wan Jinxian saw in the fortress?

Wan Jinxian untied the red tassel from the spear and discovered the broken edge of the lizard skin.

He finally understood why Luo ZhengNan had added a red tassel to the gun.

That scoundrel is so cunning!

The spear was covered with a layer of lizard skin.

This lizard skin is also Spiritual Object.

Luo ZhengNan wrapped the "Fried Tiger" spear with lizard skin, and then wrapped the Cloud Dragon spear with lizard skin. Within a day, the Cloud Dragon spear would become exactly the same as the "Fried Tiger" spear. After a day, the lizard skin would be removed, and the disguise would disappear.

The "Tiger-Bombing" spear looks exactly like Hong Ying, which misled Wan Jinxian.

Once the lizard skin was removed, a completely different spear was revealed.

The spears in the Iron Gate Fort were jet black, but this spear was entirely bright white.

Wan Jinxian threw the spear to the ground and held his forehead.

We've been tricked.

Luo ZhengNan is truly no ordinary person.

Luo ZhengNan wouldn't easily hand over something this important to someone else, and I shouldn't have fallen for his trick!

Wan Jinxian stuck the nail into his heel and hurried to catch up with Luo ZhengNan. After walking for more than ten miles, he limped on his right foot and fell to the ground.

This is the essence of this nail; it not only pierces into the shoe but also into the flesh, devouring the user's blood and flesh.

To enter Iron Gate Fort, Wan Jinxian used a magical artifact once; to leave Iron Gate Fort, he used it again; to chase Chen Weiqin, he used it once more. This time, when he tried to use it again, Wan Jinxian's legs couldn't support him anymore.

Holding on was useless; he had no idea where Luo ZhengNan would escape to.

Luo ZhengNan didn't go to Green Water City; he didn't expect the branch Green Water City to be able to protect this treasure.

He jumped into Peach Blossom Lake, lingered at the bottom for a long time, and then emerged from the lake along an unknown route.

The lake water was very cold, bone-chillingly cold.

Luo ZhengNan sneezed twice and traveled for a day and a night through the dark and boundless wilderness.

A glimmer of light appeared ahead, not sunlight, nor moonlight, but the shimmering light on the lake's surface.

It's another lake.

Luo ZhengNan jumped into the lake again, and when he surfaced, a Western-Style House appeared before him.

Western-Style House in Flower Lake Park, Yue East Province, Yuezhou City.

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