Something Went Wrong

Lu Wanyu indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

In this world, the vast majority of people cultivated the Martial Dao, Confucianism, Buddha, and Dao. Although their techniques were powerful, they required extremely high talent.

As for him, in his lifetime, he might be able to step into the Confucian Dao's Sixth Rank Body Cultivation realm.

Lu Wanyu could sense that the Jiang Yun before him, although skilled in some techniques, had a magical power within his body that was only around the Daoist Ninth Rank Path Entry realm.

At this moment, Jiang Yun's heart sank slightly. A Seventh Rank expert of the Confucian school?

In an instant, Lu Wanyu leaped up, gathered the magical power within his body into his palm, and struck towards Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun did not dare to be careless. He concentrated fully and said in a deep voice, "Heaven and Earth Without Limits! Heaven and Earth Borrow Law!"

Then, he met the palm strike!

With a loud boom!

Powerful magical power clashed between their palms, and a strong wave of energy swept out.

The snow on the eaves of the entire street was shaken loose.

Lu Wanyu was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, tumbling through the air.

With a thud, he landed in a snowdrift.

"Hoo." Jiang Yun's palm was also slightly numb from the impact. Looking at Lu Wanyu flying away, he was not surprised.

He had learned from Xu Suwen that each school of magic had its advantages and disadvantages.

For example, at the same cultivation level, if a Martial Dao expert got close to a Confucian expert.

The Confucian expert would undoubtedly lose.

This was because Confucian experts excelled at casting various Confucian spells, while they were weak in close-quarters combat.

In simple terms, why would a perfectly good mage want to play melee with me?

"Pfft."

Lu Wanyu slowly crawled out of the snowdrift, spitting out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, he was using the magical power within his body to stabilize his internal organs.

His eyes, filled with astonishment, looked at Jiang Yun. The power of that palm strike had completely caught him off guard.

If he hadn't sensed something was wrong and used his magical power to protect his internal organs.

He would likely have already died.

In the cold winter, sweat trickled down Lu Wanyu's forehead.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Numerous royal guards rushed over and helped him up.

Lu Wanyu gritted his teeth and shouted, "Why are you helping me up? Do you think I lost to this brat?"

A guard said with concern, "But you spat blood."

"This mouthful of blood is old stagnant blood accumulated in my body for years. It's good to spit it out, and my body feels much better."

Lu Wanyu quickly pointed at Jiang Yun in the alley. "That palm strike of mine had continuous power. Don't be fooled by this brat standing there as if nothing happened."

"He's already seriously injured."

"Quick, go and capture him!"

Instantly, many guards, holding various weapons and with fierce expressions, charged into the alley.

Jiang Yun's face was grim. These two palm strikes had almost completely depleted the magical power within him.

Seeing the elite soldiers and fierce generals charging at him.

He took a deep breath.

It seemed he had no choice but to use that move.

Jiang Yun raised his hands. "Surrender! I surrender!"

Without magical power in his body, he was just an ordinary person.

Resisting would only lead to another beating and capture.

Jiang Yun was a very rational person.

Soon, the guards rushed up and tied Jiang Yun up securely.

"Hahaha, see? This brat is indeed seriously injured!" Lu Wanyu's face was pale. He slowly walked forward, came to the bound Jiang Yun, and asked, "Are your internal injuries severe? Do you need me to call a doctor to examine you?"

The instructions from the royal mansion were to capture him alive.

If his palm strike had been too powerful and killed Jiang Yun, he wouldn't be able to report back.

Lu Wanyu conducted a check and found that Jiang Yun seemed to have no injuries, making his expression even more unpleasant.

"Take him back to the mansion!"

Soon, a large group of people escorted Jiang Yun away.

Qian Bochou lay on the ground, but no one paid him any mind.

After the guards from the mansion left, people from the shops on both sides finally dared to peek out.

"Stop looking and untie me quickly!" Qian Bochou exclaimed, alarmed.

After a group of people bravely stepped forward to untie Qian Bochou, he fled in a hurry.

He knew he had to immediately deliver this news to Xu Suwen and Xu Xiaogang.

Otherwise, Jiang Yun's life would be in danger!

In the Jiang Family's small courtyard, Xu Suwen sat beside Jiang Qiaoqiao, mending a piece of clothing in her hands.

Her mending skills had improved considerably over the past half-month.

She quickly finished sewing the garment, tossed it into the bamboo basket beside her, and picked up another.

"Qiaoqiao, you're already sixteen. Are you going to spend your life mending clothes like this?" Xu Suwen said with a smile.

She had grown increasingly fond of the girl, Jiang Qiaoqiao, during this time. She was obedient, sensible, and diligent.

However, after careful consideration, Xu Suwen felt Jiang Qiaoqiao couldn't continue like this forever.

Jiang Qiaoqiao chuckled upon hearing this and shook her head, saying, "Of course not. Once my brother achieves official success, he'll become a respected official."

"Then I can enjoy life like Miss Wu."

"I'll be able to eat any fresh fruit I want whenever I want, and have servants attend to me when I need to dress."

"My parents always said that one must endure hardship before enjoying sweetness."

"The more hardship I endure now, the sweeter my life will be in the future."

As she spoke, Jiang Qiaoqiao's face flushed slightly, and her heart felt sweet.

"Sigh."

"Once I'm done with my business in Nanzhou Prefecture, you'll come back to the Capital City with me," Xu Suwen said with a smile as she sewed. "I have plenty of servants."

Jiang Qiaoqiao, who was sewing at the time, shook her head upon hearing this. "No, those are your servants, Sister."

"Let's wait until my brother achieves official success and becomes a high-ranking official."

Hearing this, Xu Suwen originally wanted to say that Jiang Yun, that fellow, was good at catching demons, but achieving official success was probably impossible for him in this lifetime.

But seeing Jiang Qiaoqiao's eyes light up, she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Then how about I introduce your brother to a wealthy young lady in the Capital City?" Xu Suwen asked playfully. "Then..."

Suddenly, a wailing sound came from outside the courtyard.

"Minister Xu, something's happened, something's happened..."

Qian Bochou ran into the courtyard in a panic. He was in such a hurry that he didn't even notice he'd lost a shoe.

Upon entering the courtyard and seeing Jiang Qiaoqiao, Qian Bochou fell silent.

Seeing his flustered appearance, Xu Suwen's heart stirred slightly. She smiled, put down the clothes, and said to Jiang Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, you carry on. I'll go ask Constable Qian what happened."

"Okay."

Xu Suwen stepped forward, led Qian Bochou out of the courtyard, and once she was sure Jiang Qiaoqiao couldn't hear them, Qian Bochou resumed his wailing.

Qian Bochou beat his chest.

"Brother Jiang was arrested by people from Prince Su's Mansion."

"I'm useless..."

"Miss Xu, you must find a way, otherwise Brother Jiang is doomed."

Soon, Qian Bochou recounted the entire incident.

Xu Suwen listened with a frown.

After hearing the whole story, Xu Suwen's gaze turned a bit colder. "Are you sure it was Prince Su's Mansion?"

"Would I dare to slander Prince Su's Mansion with my courage?"

Xu Suwen closed her eyes and pondered for a moment before opening them again. "Do you have carrier pigeons?"

"The Prefectural Yamen does. What do you need them for?"

"I need to send a message to the Capital City."