Chapter 103 Dragon-Capturing Manor



In Rongzhou City, the majestic Qinlong Manor stands, the location of the Qinlong Hall's headquarters.

The outside world holds it in awe, and few people know its full extent unless they are deterred by the members of the Dragon Capture Hall.

Outside the villa, a plaque with dragon and phoenix strokes hangs in mid-air, each stroke seemingly containing the power of wind and thunder, making people feel awe.

Wu Tian stood beneath the plaque, his gaze piercing, his imposing aura almost piercing the air, yet it failed to shake the slight disdain between his brows.

Everyone says that the Dragon Capture Hall is at its zenith, but to him, it's nothing but fleeting smoke.

On this journey, he vowed to confront the Palace Master directly and, with his own strength, unveil the mysterious veil shrouding the Dragon-Capturing Palace, while also revealing the truth behind the Wu family's murder.

Beside him, Wu Lie bowed respectfully, his tone full of reverence and caution: "Lord War God, the situation inside the Dragon Capturing Manor is complex. Even though I was once a Qi Destiny Envoy, I don't know the specifics inside. I only know that the Palace Master and his family, as well as the left and right protectors, live inside. They are all people with unfathomable cultivation. Forcing our way in would probably not be a wise move."

Although he was once the esteemed Lord of the Dragon-Capturing Hall, he only had the right to peek outside the gate. Except for special summons by the Hall Master, no one could cross the line.

Wu Tian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint yet resolute smile: "The name of the Dragon Capture Hall may awe the world, but to me it is like willow catkins in the wind, as light as nothing. I must meet the Hall Master, no matter how difficult the road ahead may be, it will not hinder me in the slightest."

Wu Lie observed Wu Tian's expression and saw that Wu Tian's will was as firm as iron. He stopped trying to dissuade him and instead secretly gathered his strength, vowing to follow him to the death. He said firmly, "If that's the case, if you insist on forcing your way in, I am willing to be the vanguard."

Wu Tian gently waved his hand to stop him, saying, "After all, you were once the destiny envoy of the Dragon Capturing Hall, and your cultivation has not fully recovered. I alone am enough to go to the Dragon Capturing Manor this time."

After saying that, he strode firmly toward the tightly closed gate of the Dragon-Capturing Manor. His back view was filled with endless determination and courage, as if no one could stop him from moving forward.

As Wu Tian's aloof figure gradually disappeared into the deep gates of the Dragon-Capturing Manor, a strange wind seemed to rise as well, causing the surrounding grass and trees to sway, as if even nature itself was trembling at the courage of this uninvited guest.

In front of the manor, an ancient stone path winds its way, flanked by towering green bamboos, yet the solemn atmosphere permeating the air cannot be concealed. Every stone slab and every green tile seems to whisper, telling of the sacredness and inviolability of the Dragon-Capturing Manor.

As he stepped beneath the plaque, Wu Tian's gaze, sharp as a hawk's, pierced through the verdant bamboo shadows, revealing a jumble of figures, their cold, serpentine eyes silently locking onto him.

Just as the tense standoff was about to begin, a thunderous voice ripped through the sky, booming with intense killing intent: "This is the Dragon-Capturing Manor, the private territory of the Dragon-Capturing Hall Master. If you dare to take another step forward, you will surely die on the spot, without a burial place!"

Before the words were even finished, a figure in a black trench coat, like a cheetah in the night, carrying a biting cold wind, instantly closed in to within a few meters of Wu Tian.

This man was Ye Fei, the security captain of Qinlong Manor. He was nearly forty years old, with a resolute face, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes. He exuded an aura of authority that commanded respect without anger.

Although Ye Fei lacked a prestigious title and power, he was highly regarded and trusted by the Palace Master, and his cultivation and status were of paramount importance within the manor.

The murderous aura surrounding him was enough to terrify thousands of soldiers, making him seem like a ruthless general who had just returned from the battlefield.

His gaze was like a torch, fixed on Wu Tian. His intense killing intent was like a tangible blade, threatening to pierce through Wu Tian.

Those who had mistakenly entered the manor in the past were all trembling with fear at the boundless killing intent, and some even lost control of their bladders and fled.

Ye Fei believed that Wu Tian in front of him would be just like the people before him.

After all, Wu Tian seemed ordinary and unremarkable, lacking both the unfathomable prowess of a martial artist and the illustrious air of a scion of a noble family.

However, Wu Tian remained as still as a mountain, completely ignoring Ye Fei's murderous intent.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze calmly meeting Ye Fei's. His words were calm yet firm: "If you don't want to lose your head, immediately ask Ye Wuhen to show himself. Otherwise, today, the Dragon Capturing Manor will be razed to the ground."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei's expression changed drastically, as if an invisible force had suddenly gripped his throat, causing his boiling killing intent to freeze instantly.

To his utter surprise, Wu Tian not only defied his threats but also, in an almost provocative manner, directly demanded to see Palace Master Ye Wuhen.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone could feel the sudden tension and pressure.

Ye Fei's subordinates glared angrily, but dared not make a move. They knew their captain's respect and admiration for the Palace Master, and they understood the weight behind the name Ye Wuhen.

The young man in front of him addressed the Palace Master by his full name, which completely touched Ye Fei's sore spot.

At this moment, Ye Fei's eyes blazed with fury, his teeth clenched, emitting a series of chilling clenching sounds. He roared furiously, "How dare you address the Lord of the Dragon Capture Hall by his full name! This is an unforgivable crime! Kneel down and confess your sins immediately, or you will surely die today!"

His voice was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, carrying a chilling coldness that instantly caused the surrounding air to explode with a murderous aura, as if even time itself had frozen at that moment.

Faced with Ye Fei's overwhelming rage, Wu Tian was not afraid at all. Instead, a faint mockery appeared on his lips as he chuckled and said, "So what if I call Ye Wuhen by his name? Perhaps, one day, I will end his life with my own hands."

If Ye Wuhen is truly the mastermind behind the destruction of the Wu family, Wu Tian vows to repay blood with blood, to bring justice to the people, and to let the wronged souls of the Wu family rest in peace.

"Shut up!" Ye Fei roared like thunder, his face contorted with rage, each word carrying an unyielding imperial authority. "Everyone, listen to my command! Kill this fool who doesn't know his own mortality immediately!"

Ye Fei's command was met with overwhelming force. From behind the bamboo grove, several figures leaped out like cheetahs, instantly weaving a tight net that trapped Wu Tian firmly in the center, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

Wu Tian calmly looked around and saw eight experts standing around him, all of whom were fourth-grade martial artists with extraordinary cultivation.

The Dragon-Capturing Hall is unfathomably deep, which gives a glimpse into its depths. Even the gatekeepers are highly skilled individuals rarely seen outside.

A slight smile played on his lips as he couldn't help but exclaim, "Qinlong Manor is truly wealthy and powerful, even using fourth-rank martial artists as their gatekeepers."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei's sneer deepened, his tone filled with the ruthless confidence of victory: "Now you know how powerful the Dragon Capture Hall is, but it's too late. Only death can absolve you of your crimes. Kill them!"

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