A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch-Chapter 147 - 123: Victims of Banditry, Murder Weapon as Evidence (Congratulations to Alliance Leader Guang Xing Li Liu)

"Assassinating the Zhu Family's eldest branch! This will cause great trouble!"

Lao Ou gritted his teeth, his eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, blood vessels clearly visible, matching his wildly trembling sinister face, resembling a beast ready to devour someone.

This was practically an open murder.

Uncle Yang internally cursed, but did not show any obvious expression on his face, keeping his expression tightly controlled, wary of Lao Ou on the opposite side acting recklessly like a desperate dog.

He originally did not approve of Seventh Young Master messing around with Bai Qi, inviting Second Miss Zhu and Fire Kiln Master Li for a feast, drinking until they were bold and open, and then killing Zhu Shou Rang in front of everyone?

Too arrogant! Too rampant!

Truly not taking the Zhu Family seriously!

But following Bai Qilang's train of thought, hey, with Zhu Wulang's death, each family can actually find satisfaction.

Master Li didn't want another disciple with the surname Zhu, happily handing over three large kilns, this was paramount.

Aside from the magical artifact prototypes that the eldest master needed crafted, the He Family also didn't want to see the Zhu Family, who ran the official mining and trade business, extend their hand into the Weapon Craftsman Guild, like a tiger gaining wings to increase their strength.

As for whether the Zhu Family's eldest branch would be enraged?

The person was killed by a disciple of Ninghai Zen.

What did it have to do with the He Family?!

Uncle Yang pondered twice, thinking that the famously cunning and flawless old master likely wouldn't seek trouble with Tongwen Hall.

"It seems reckless and spontaneous, killing with a glance, but actually leaving room, with each party delighted!

Instead, it's clean and sharp, without the slightest muddle..."

This old steward, hired from the Celestial Water Prefecture, silently marveled, realizing that understanding the key was not difficult, but from the time Zhu Shou Rang was injured to less than half a stick of incense, Bai Qi had already hatched the plan to murder at a feast and persuaded the Seventh Young Master to assist.

Truly decisive and swift to the extreme!

Maybe even... too extreme?

"Revenge without delay, truly a disciple of Ninghai Zen!"

Lao Ou stared intently at the thick curtain dividing the hall, the surrounding atmosphere like a calm lake.

On the surface it appeared tranquil, yet underneath it was turbulent!

Li Yuan sat without moving, his expression unchanged, picking food with his chopsticks.

He Jingfeng's forehead was vaguely sweating, nervously attentive to any sounds.

Zhu Ling'Er frowned slightly, a bit of confusion in her eyes.

When Xiaowu stood up, Bai Qilang followed him.

And then the loyal servant Lao Ou got anxious?

What was the reason behind it all?

She seemed like an outsider, just sitting there in a daze.

Finally, the sound came.

The inn was not large, and the separation between the hall and the backyard was not substantial.

Usually, if the cook raised his voice, the serving boys could hear it.

The sound of fists and feet colliding, fast and intense, like a string of firecrackers going off.

A crackling noise filled the air, shaking the curtain.

By the flickering light, two shadows seemed entwined in a struggle, like tigers and dragons clashing, generating a howling wind!

"Both have reached One-Practice Perfect Golden Flesh and Jade Veins."

Li Yuan abruptly stopped his chopsticks, though a blacksmith, he had also trained in martial arts, his muscles and bones fully developed.

He had even been advised by Grand General Zhao of the Celestial Water Prefecture, his visceral organs quite perfect, nourishing a strong internal breath, able to stay in the fire kiln for several days and nights without harm.

"The one on the left, more dominant! Forceful and swift, moving through the waist, erupting at the fingertips... breathing is steady! The one on the right, too impatient, can't hold a breath, bound to suffer greatly!"

It didn't take long for Li Yuan's prediction to come true, just within a couple of moves, a crisp sound of bone cracking echoed, followed by a wrenching scream.

"Uncle Ou!"

Zhu Shou Rang's mournful voice reached the hall.

Boom!

Lao Ou, who had raised the Fifth Young Master with utmost loyalty, could no longer stay seated.

Muscles on his shoulder twisted and coiled with force, like a viper flicking its tongue, and suddenly bounced, trying to fling off Uncle Yang's hand pressing on his shoulder.

"Snake form? I've always wanted to see the experts of the County City!"

Uncle Yang's five fingers clasped, like an eagle's claw seizing, urging energy to counteract the needle-like numbing and softening!

But Lao Ou, taking advantage of the moment he broke free, rubbed his left palm into a blade, thrusting straight towards the chest!

Dark blue green veins coiled and twisted, bursting with immense strength, as if in a life-threatening stance.

"Yo, getting serious!"

Uncle Yang put away his disdain, bent his elbow to block Lao Ou's violent killing intent, then by momentum, shook back the opponent's figure.

The two forces exploded apart in the air, erupting with a fierce loud noise!

Bang!

Rough winds from the visible shockwaves, like ripples in waves, swept the cups and plates on the table awry.

Uncle Yang had mastered three superior martial arts, already ingraining eagle form, elephant form, and alligator form into his bones, displaying unpredictable power changes, sometimes fierce, sometimes thick, enough to press Lao Ou at a standstill.

Crack!

Both sides' fights were very tense!

Another crisp sound of bones being forcibly crushed echoed, like a lonely chopstick breaking easily!

"Uncle Ou!"

Zhu Shou Rang, extremely anxious, cried like a young beast, desperately seeking a thread of life! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He had such a bright future to learn and become a master craftsman, to join Hongming Company, crafting divine weapons... and move his father's memorial tablet into the shrine!

That kind of boundless glory was still in sight!

How could he die here!

Finally, it was like a force shot like an arrow, striking skin and flesh with dense sounds.

Like a ragged cloth bag floating in the air, fist punches like a sudden rain storm pounded out!

Making people think of minced meat!

"Fifth Young Master!"

Lao Ou's heart burned with anxiety, but He Jingfeng's old steward kept entangling him, no matter how much he squeezed his muscles and bones to urge his qi blood, directing his power through his fingers and palms, it was impossible to take down Uncle Yang, who was at a comparable level!

Especially when the opponent's eagle form was honed to perfection, with catching and tearing grappling techniques that would sever limbs if careless.

About ten breaths later.

The backyard fell completely silent.

Only a pool of blood gradually seeping out from behind the curtain.

"Fifth Young Master! Ah Rang!"

Lao Ou glimpsed that stain of crimson, grinding his teeth with glaring eyes, his face fierce, yet Uncle Yang gave no chance, rather exploiting the moment of distraction, form like an eagle swooping, suddenly opening the defensive arms, shifting to elephant form, crashing like a giant beast!

Eagle form to elephant form!

Thud!

Lao Ou's pupils contracted, viscera tightened, chest strenuously caved inward, trying to dodge Uncle Yang's fierce and brutal charge.

But the contest of experts decided victory and defeat in an instant!

Puff!

A mouthful of black blood spurted out!

Lao Ou's muscles and bones seemed disjointed, as if trampled by an elephant, no longer able to muster any strength.

He fell heavily against the back wall, shaking the rafters with falling dust.

His eyes helplessly gazed at the curtain separating the hall, until a pair of boots stepped into the blood, slowly emerging.

Lao Ou feebly raised his head, revealing a tall, upright figure, with cold, stern features, expressionless.

His hands were wet, as if just washed clean, his voice calm and strong:

"Just now, a few Red Eyebrow Bandits broke into the backyard and killed Zhu Wulang."

He Jingfeng could hardly conceal the joy on his face:

"Is there any evidence?"

Bai Qi quietly said:

"A murder weapon was left behind, a steel knife."

Li Yuan put down his chopsticks:

"The Red Eyebrow Bandits are rampant! Fire Kiln will immediately gather manpower to scour the mountains, we must avenge my disciple!"

Bai Qi nodded:

"As a deputy commander of Black River County, I should also contribute."

The three exchanged glances, and the matter was settled.