Countless Rivers and Mountains

Lingnan had many deep mountains and ancient forests, most of them desolate places untouched by human habitation.

But the place Zou Bugui had entered was not too remote.

The convoy from Chang'an City stopped at the foot of a mountain, only twenty li from the location where Dong Zhongshu had previously indicated Zou Bugui was.

Ordinary people would have found it extremely difficult to travel twenty li through the mountains and forests, especially at night, but it posed no problem for the palace guards.

The men rubbed their fists and palms, preparing to take on their first assignment since the crown prince had left the palace.

Whoever performed well would surely leave a good impression on the crown prince.

Lu Neng, captain of the Eastern Palace guards, tightened his grip on his sword.

If he did well, he would remain captain of the guards. If he did poorly, losing his post would be the lesser concern; losing his head was the real problem.

Though the crown prince was clever and Emperor Jing had begun training him at the age of seven, he was young and had no real cultivation yet.

In other words, Lu Neng had not only to deal with the head of the Yin-Yang School, but also to protect the crown prince and prevent any possible risks.

A few wild birds flew overhead, their raucous cries adding an unmistakable touch of foreboding.

Lu Neng swept his gaze over the surroundings.

By torchlight, he could see everything clearly within ten zhang.

That was enough distance for him to react, even against a great cultivator.

If he only had to deal with the barbarians who had blocked their path, Lu Neng could shorten that distance to a single zhang.

Such was the confidence of a Divine Ability Realm martial artist.