Chapter 411 Helpers and Traps
Despite being born in a chaotic era, Fengzhou Prefecture remained prosperous and thriving, even benefiting from the influx of a large number of outsiders and the arrival of powerful clans from various regions seeking refuge.
Like oil being poured over a raging fire, it flourished ever more.
However, this also caused prices to soar, resource output in various regions to plummet, and the prices of spiritual items such as those for escaping, defense, and healing to increase five to ten times.
If the price of spirit stones were not stable, it could have soared to astronomical levels.
What Wang Yu instructed the three men to do at the palace was actually quite simple: to find out the whereabouts of the disciples of the Holy Sect's Evil Sword Peak, and ostensibly to use this opportunity to spy on Jiu Xie's whereabouts.
In reality, they deliberately exposed themselves. If any of these people were caught, their whereabouts would be discovered through a soul search. The black smoke that was just withdrawn was indeed demonic energy.
However, another force also entered, leaving a black paper boat inside the three bodies. This was the power of the Soul-Snatching Evil Boat Curse, which would destroy the souls of the three if it encountered a soul-searching attack.
This is the second cover-up; the real purpose is naturally to expose oneself to the Nine Evil Sword Lord, using oneself as bait to lure out this person and then surround and kill him.
The plan is rather crude, but it will definitely work.
Even if the other party knows there is a trap, they will still come to try it. It is an open strategy. But if the other party is not so smart, two covert methods can help him gain the upper hand.
You won't lose money either way.
After arranging things, Wang Yu looked into the depths of the palace. With the help of the Human Pill, Tao Sixuan had advanced to the Core Formation stage, but her usefulness had actually been greatly reduced.
Staying in Fengzhou was pointless. Wang Yu's mind raced. He had initially wanted to go see them, but then changed his mind. With a wave of his hand, he flicked out a jade slip containing his divine sense and his figure vanished completely.
Not long after.
A centipede with iron wings landed in the courtyard and transformed into the appearance of a beautiful woman. She had a curvaceous figure, a seductive gaze, and a faint sorrow hidden between her brows, like a lilac flower.
Her light blue skirt trailed on the ground, her slender waist was so small it could be encircled with one hand, making her two peach-shaped buttocks appear even fuller and more perky!
Such a beauty, yet she carries a sense of bewilderment.
Holding the jade slip in her delicate hand, she saw that no one was in the courtyard and let out a long sigh.
Wang Yu arranged for her to go to the Demon Clan, ostensibly to gather information from Taihu Lake and search for a cat demon named Hei Liu.
She felt that it was to keep her away from the center of the war. Something big was going to happen in Fengzhou, and the fate of pawns like her was naturally not important.
also.
The third-tier magic weapon, the Earth Demon Mask, also fell into her hands. This thing was of little use to Wang Yu, but it made it easier for her to integrate into the Demon Luo Clan.
As for what Wang really thinks...
Only heaven knows.
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In a small courtyard on the outskirts of Fengzhou City, Wang Yu's figure reappeared. Jin Miaoshan and Jin Xiyuanjun were sitting at the stone table waiting. When he finally arrived, they asked him questions.
"They've finally arrived. Who exactly are we going to deal with?"
"Wait a little longer, the helpers sent by King Tianpeng have not arrived yet. We'll talk about it together later."
"Alright."
For some reason, Wang Yu did not meet Tao Sixuan.
After sitting down solemnly and pouring himself a cup of tea, King Kim Hee-won suddenly spoke up: "We don't have much time, at most two years. If the other party doesn't come, Myo-seon and I will need to go back."
"It's alright."
Yunling Prefecture is Jin Miaoshan's territory, so she will definitely be personally overseeing things at this time. In addition, Jin Miaoshan is actually very close to condensing her Nascent Soul.
After successfully undergoing spiritual rebirth, she used the Prajna Mind Technique to control her killing intent and mastered a portion of the power of the fifth-tier spiritual treasure, the Asura Divine Sword. As long as she maintains this, the chance of losing control is extremely low.
In other words, as long as her magical power keeps up with her cultivation level, she can use Jin Manlou's Nascent Soul Spiritual Object to try to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
If the other party switches to cultivating the "Asura Killing Scripture," and does not go to the desolate ancient plains to absorb the killing demon energy and condense the killing dao nascent soul, then they can only absorb the killing demon spirit stones condensed from top-grade spirit stones.
Like the Frozen Demon Spirit Stone, this thing can be used as a spiritual item for breaking through realms, or it can be used when condensing a demonic nascent soul to condense a seed of demonic essence.
They gained the ability to transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into demonic essence.
Jin Miaoshan's situation is similar to Xie Xie'an's. It's understandable and predictable that such a person wouldn't have much time to wait around with him.
"They're here."
As they were talking, a demonic figure emerged from the shadows in the corner of the courtyard. It was not the Heavenly Roc King himself, but the Shadow Hound King, who ranked eighth in the competition among the nine demon kings.
His cultivation at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage was comparable to that of Jin Xiyuanjun.
This demon had a head of wild, black and white mixed hair, a hard and fierce face, and a pair of blood-red vertical pupils and exposed canine teeth, giving people a feeling that it was not to be trifled with.
His imposing nine-foot frame resembled that of a small giant.
Except for a few bloodlines, the physical bodies of demons have always been far superior to those of humans at the same level. Demons at lower levels are generally not as powerful as human cultivators, but the advantages brought by the physical body become more obvious as the level increases.
In addition, its intelligence is flawless, and its external tools and supernatural abilities are not weak. It is generally more powerful than other humans of the same realm. The Shadow Hound King's talent lies in the Way of Shadow.
His Shadow Cloak technique was incredibly advanced, surpassing even the Wei family's methods.
So don't be fooled by his berserker appearance; he's actually an assassin with explosive power, and he's meant to be the trump card to kill Jiu Xie.
The three of them immediately stood up, with Wang Yu speaking first.
"I have met the Shadow Mastiff King."
The man glanced at Wang Yu with his scarlet beastly eyes, nodded, and then cupped his hands in greeting to Jin Xiyuan, completely ignoring Jin Miaoshan's presence.
It is clear that he has no sense of identity, only the desire to be strong.
"This time I will obey your orders."
Thank you.
Thus, Wang Yu's side now has two Nascent Soul level eight experts, and Jin Miaoshan also possesses a spatial treasure that seals the Nascent Soul teleportation technique.
However, to ensure that Jiu Xie is certain to die, there is still one powerful figure.
The wait time was a bit longer this time.
As night fell, a sharp-nosed old monkey with a thunder god-like face, dressed in a scholar's robe and wearing a scholar's hat, suddenly appeared in the courtyard. It was thin and small, shorter than a child, and hunched over as it greeted everyone.
"King of Truth".
"The King of Mastiffs".
This is the last demon, with a cultivation level of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage. The supernatural power he cultivates is called "Words Become Law," commonly known as the "Bragging Technique," which is said to be one of the top supernatural powers first transmitted by the immortals of the upper realm.
It originated from the ancient Void Saint Sect, and was later acquired by the Sword Sect of Taihu Lake. The Northern Demon Clan obtained a fragmented inheritance, among which the strongest is this divine power.
King of Truth was born into the Vajra Ape clan, but he was born weak and not suited to the clan's traditions. Because he admired human culture, he was extremely skilled in the art of verbal debate.
They have now broken away from the Vajra Ape Clan and are under the command of the Five-Colored Holy Lord.
The Mastiff King was a support provided by the Tianpeng Clan, while this old monkey was given by the Five-Colored Holy Lord. Wang Yu had to pay a great price to get help from two great cultivators.
As long as he succeeds, he will have a chance to get back whatever he has sacrificed in the future. With the assistance of three top-tier experts, it is clear how strong his killing intent is.
With everyone present, Kim Myo-sun curiously scanned the room.
She wanted to ask Wang Yu how he had invited him, but seeing that the atmosphere was not appropriate, she didn't say anything and planned to ask later.
Wang Yu, however, said...
"Now that everyone is here, let's talk about our target. Our opponent is the Nine Evil Sword Lord, who is at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage."
"I will try to lure it to Fengzhou. At that time, I will rely on your help. Please be sure to kill this scoundrel."
The enemy's name was finally revealed.
Neither the Shadow Mastiff King nor the old monkey spoke. They already knew who their opponent was from the Sky Roc King, and even had a battle plan in mind, so they were not surprised.
Instead, it was Jin Miaoshan who asked with doubt.
"Nine Evils Sword Lord...isn't this your Holy Sect's ancestor? Are you going to kill him?"
"Is it hard to understand? Don't you also want to kill Jinlin?"
Upon hearing this, she immediately understood.
"Since you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, it is inconvenient for me to intervene."
This statement was made by Kim Hee-won. Kim Man-ro is a neutral organization, and the rules cannot be broken because of this.
certainly.
Rules are rules, but people are flexible. Wang Yu had already planned out exactly how to do it.
"Miaoshan, lend your spatial treasure to the True Word King for now. Fellow Daoist Jinxi, are you skilled in disguise? If not, just wear a mask."
"As long as we can kill Jiu Xie in this battle, we don't need to worry about being exposed, and I, Wang, will also return to my clan."
Simply put, four words are enough to summarize it.
This is blatant self-deception!
But the dead don't reveal secrets. After looking around at the impressive lineup once more, Kim Hee-won hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
"Next, Mr. Wang will do this and that..."
Considering that Lei Houjun still exists in Fengzhou Prefecture, the battlefield definitely cannot be chosen here, and Wang Zhenghong and his group must not encounter setbacks or life-threatening dangers.
They wouldn't be foolish enough to directly reveal their presence.
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The next day.
Spring Flower Pavilion.
Wang Yu vaguely remembered that there was a spoiled young master from a collateral branch of the Yu family seeking refuge in Fengzhou Prefecture, hoping to quickly attract the attention of the Nine Evil Sword Lord.
Things that are both high-profile and trivial are the first choice.
For example, matters of romance and nature are most suitable.
Knowing that the other party often drank heavily in this place to spy on others, Wang Yu took the initiative to come and keep watch.
The Chunhua Pavilion was bustling with customers and was quite lively.
Outside, there was a constant barrage of gunfire, and inside, it was a tacit understanding that these guys needed to vent their stress, no matter how chaotic things got.
The first floor is circular, with a group of dancers in the Qi Refining stage performing in the center. They are barefoot and wearing light gauze, their eyes are seductive, and their delicate bodies, which are partially hidden, exude a hazy allure.
Amidst the music of silk and bamboo instruments, pink mist filled the air.
The air was thick with the smell of alcohol and sweetness.
This kind of environment is considered relatively low-class in brothels; it's straightforward, without any foreplay or preparation, and the price is probably not very expensive.
The service was terrible.
With a muttered complaint to himself, and not seeing the madam or the pimp, Wang Yu headed straight for the second floor, his appearance somewhat disguised.
Otherwise, with his usual white hair and aloof demeanor, who would believe he was just here for fun? His cultivation level was even suppressed to the Foundation Establishment stage, and his expression became much more lively.
The second floor has private rooms, which offer a panoramic view of the stage or a chance to enjoy the festivities behind closed doors.
The brothel madam, dressed in her finest attire, stood in the corridor, talking to a woman in red. Wang Yu walked over and tossed her a high-grade spirit stone.
"I've heard that Zi Yan, the most beautiful courtesan at Chunfeng Pavilion, is quite famous. Let me go and summon her here so I can test her skills."
After examining the spirit stone, the madam's face lit up with a smile.
"Young master, you're joking. I'll go and call him right away."
"Nu'er, lead the way to the Begonia private room, young master."
Wang Yu didn't visit brothels often, though he was quite curious about them in his previous life. He took a more laissez-faire attitude towards matters of love and desire.
I'll play around with it when the time is right, and I also have high requirements for quality.
Chunfeng Tower couldn't really satisfy his taste, but he had to make a slight sacrifice for the sake of his plan. Once that纨绔 (playboy) from the Yu family came to his door, he wouldn't have to pretend anymore.
After entering the Haitang private room, we sat down at the table and waited.
In the history of the Ice Prison Realm, only in ancient times did the Immortal Dynasty culture emerge. After that, there were no more unified dynasties, and the world was ruled by sects.
The cultural origins were also passed down from that time, and their roots actually came from the upper realm. Although they are somewhat similar to the ancient China in Wang Yu's memory, they are actually completely different.
Just as he was lost in thought, the madam knocked on the door.
"Young Master, Zi Yan has arrived."
"Enter."
The beaded curtain was lifted, revealing a graceful and slender figure. Wang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly; although it was concealed, he could still sense the aura of the Yellow Springs Path.
— Fourth level of Core Formation!
Encountering such a thing here, especially since it was the top courtesan that playboy often patronized, naturally sparked more ideas in Wang Yu's mind.
interesting.
He really didn't expect that setting a trap could bring unexpected joy. Considering the importance and urgency of the matter, Wang Yu did not expose it for the time being, and his face was full of smiles.
"Lady Ziyan, please have a seat."
Because of his cultivation, his face was flawless, as smooth and delicate as white jade, with long and narrow eyebrows and bright, alluring eyes.
Her purple dress, bound at the chest, cascaded down, revealing her fair, white shoulders.
Her delicate collarbones and rounded, deep abyss complement each other, drawing the eye in and making it hard to look away. Her appearance is charming and alluring, with an outwardly seductive vibe.
The term "fox spirit" is commonly used to refer to this type of woman.
Zi Yan covered her mouth with her fan and giggled.
"How should I address you, sir? You look unfamiliar. You must not come to Chunfeng Tower often."
Wang Yu nodded.
"Fengzhou was in chaos, and we had no choice but to move our entire clan to the prefectural city for refuge. How long have you been staying at Chunfeng Tower, madam?"
"Does my lord wish to redeem me from this life?"
"If you make me happy, then it's all good."
Since it was a brothel, there was no need to hide one's desires; speaking frankly was the norm.
Wang Yu reached out and pulled the beauty into his arms.
Full of sexual interest.
Even if it's a fishing trap, it won't stop someone from enjoying themselves first. Moreover, it's clearly a trap set by the Yellow Springs Temple, and with the added bonus of their identity, the thrill is even greater.
It basically meets his "high quality" standard.
"Young master, don't be in such a hurry. Let's have a few drinks to liven things up first."
"I'm not drinking anymore. Lady Ziyan is too beautiful to behold."
"Giggle giggle~"
For a moment, the private room was filled with the coquettish laughter of women.
Suddenly.
Wang Yu sensed the fluctuations of divine sense coming from downstairs and quickly locked onto himself, so his actions became increasingly unrestrained.
"Ahhhhhh"
Zi Yan Niangzi let out a soft moan, her eyes welling up with tears. The more she looked at Wang Yu's handsome face, the more satisfied she became, and her slender hand quietly slid down.
We are at a crucial juncture where we must be open and honest with each other.
The door to the private room suddenly shattered, and the纨绔公子 (playboy) from a collateral branch of the Yu family angrily smashed the door open and entered, followed by other guests who were peeking around.
Wang Yu's eyes were deep and unfathomable, a result of his innate demonic body.
He could sense outward emotions through demonic thoughts, but the young master before him showed no anger.
His face was contorted with rage.
Things are getting more and more interesting.
This disguise is unsuitable for an undercover agent; it's more like a wanted person forced to adopt a response consistent with their identity.
"Release Lady Ziyan."
"Boy, do you know who I am?"
"Then do you know who I am?"
(End of this chapter)
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