"Jiang Yun?" Uncle Fu suddenly heard a noise in his ear and thought he was hallucinating. He quickly opened his eyes and finally found Jiang Yun standing outside the cell.
"You,..." Uncle Fu's face was full of surprise. It had been so many days since he was captured, and finally Jiang Yun came.
"I'm here to save you." Jiang Yun said, and then he swung the sword in his hand at the chain, and the tightly closed cell door was immediately opened.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Fu, I've implicated you." Jiang Yun still felt guilty, otherwise he wouldn't have come here specially.
After hearing this, Uncle Fu shook his head and said in a relaxed tone:
"Don't blame yourself. The Qin family arrested me not only because of you, but also has a lot to do with the young lady." After Uncle Fu finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Yun and was about to speak when a howl suddenly came from the side.
"Ah! He's finally dead! This madman is finally dead! Hahahaha!"
Jiang Yun quickly glanced towards the nearby cell. He saw a cultivator lying on a pile of hay, covered in wounds. His hair was disheveled, and he looked like he'd been severely tortured. Upon closer inspection, Jiang Yun discovered he was actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator, in the late Foundation Establishment stage.
"Alas, when I came here, this person had already been captured. That madman tortured him every day. If you can, please save him."
Jiang Yun nodded and looked at the monks imprisoned in other cells. When his sword flashed, the originally closed cells were suddenly opened one by one.
"Thank you very much!"
The three rescued monks all hurriedly expressed their gratitude. Jiang Yun did not ask why the other party was captured here by the Qin family, but as long as they were the enemies of the Qin family, they were considered his friends.
"Haha, Qin family, I'll make sure you're in trouble when I get out." The other two cultivators were both in the late Qi Refining stage. They looked like craftsmen abducted by the Qin family. Because in their cell, there were alchemy furnaces and refining furnaces.
Jiang Yun wasn't quite sure what to make of this severely tortured late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Despite his severe torture, he still held a powerful aura. He appeared to have once been the leader of a powerful faction, a man of unrestrained character.
"Thank you very much. I, Pang Tianyu, will definitely report back." Jiang Yun nodded and said,
"The Qin family still has foundation-building cultivators in the market town. We are from the Ziyang Sect's Worship Hall. The Qin family is colluding with the demonic cultivators, and this time we are planning to capture them all in one fell swoop. Would you like to join us, Brother Pang?"
“I couldn’t ask for more!”
After hearing this, Jiang Yun took out two bottles of pills from his storage bag and handed them over.
"Hui Yuan Dan, and the second-level rejuvenation pill."
"Thank you." Pang Tianyu took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it directly. He then sat cross-legged to repair his body and restore his magic power.
Meanwhile, in the Qin family mansion in the center of the market town, Qin Fang, a foundation-building cultivator of the Qin family, felt somewhat uneasy. He was still worried about the Ziyang Sect's talisman boat passing through Ziyun Market.
"Come here,"
Soon, a cultivator from the Qin family came over following him.
"Tell Qin Bin and the others to pay close attention to the news from the market and report any disturbances to me!"
"Yes, Grandpa Qin."
The person who came quickly did it, and Qin Fang felt a little relieved and prepared to practice for a while. At this moment, he suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps coming from outside.
"Grandpa Qin, it's bad. It's a mess, a mess!"
The cultivator who had just run out came back in a panic. Qin Fang frowned when he saw this. This young man had been with him for a while, so why was he so reckless? It seemed that he needed more experience before he could take on an important position in the Qin family. Thinking of this, Qin Fang scolded him in a bad tone:
"Why are you so flustered? Speak slowly!"
"Uh..." Seeing the unhappy expression on the face of the Foundation Establishment elder, the young Qin family member quickly calmed down his demeanor and said in a slightly trembling voice:
"The market is in chaos. All the monks have gathered together and are walking towards this side, saying they want..."
Seeing that the other party was hesitant and unable to explain clearly, Qin Fang raised his voice and said:
"What are you talking about? They're rebelling!" He assumed that some of the Qin family's cultivators were overly greedy, causing the scattered cultivators to gather and demand an explanation. This had happened before. The typical process was to appease the leader first, offering them some benefits, then publicly punish any Qin family cultivators who went too far. Finally, the ringleader would be secretly eliminated.
"He said he wanted to destroy the Qin family."
Hearing the words of the Qin family's younger generation, he flew into a rage. Ziyun Market had done so much to attract Foundation Establishment cultivators. But now, not a single Foundation Establishment cultivator had arrived. Some Qi Refining cultivators had even dared to gather and clamor for the Qin family's annihilation. Qin Fang was immediately furious, ready to go on a killing spree this time.
Back in time, after Pang Tianyu had simply repaired his injuries and restored his mana, Jiang Yun led everyone back to the first level of the dungeon. As they stepped out of the cave entrance, the first thing he saw was a mangled, bloody corpse. The naked female cultivator, whose face had been utterly deranged, was now fully clothed. She held a long sword and stared at Jiang Yun expressionlessly.
"Where are Old Song and Little Song?" Uncle Fu was also startled when he saw the other party. He immediately wanted to see Song Qing and his son Song Zhiyun. Jiang Yun led everyone to the first level of the dungeon.
"Uncle Fu! Woo woo woo!"
Jiang Yun looked at Song Qing and his son, who were covered in wounds and had lost all their martial arts skills. He felt sorry for them and took out two bottles of pills and gave them to them.
"Here is the rejuvenation pill. It can heal your injuries. Restoring to your original state will not be a problem."
After dealing with this matter, Jiang Yun did not delay and rescued all the monks imprisoned in the first-level dungeon one by one, preparing to cause a big commotion in Ziyun Market.
"Bang!" Pang Tianyu took the lead, smashing the wooden door of the house on the ground with a single blow. He couldn't wait to go out and kill. In his hand was the spiritual weapon sword that Jiang Yun had given him, the one used by Qin Hu. Because it hadn't been refined, it could only be used as an ordinary weapon for the time being.
"Haha! I, Pang Tianyu, am here again!"
Finally reaching the surface, Pang Tianyu roared to the heavens. Jiang Yun and Uncle Fu followed closely behind, followed by a frantic female cultivator with an expressionless face radiating an extreme chill. Then came Song Zhi and his son. The other rescued cultivators from the second and first floors all reached the surface.
"Who!" Pang Tianyu's long roar attracted the attention of the Qin family cultivators in the back hall of Xianshi Hall. Qin Chengge heard the noise and walked out with the Qin family cultivators in the back hall. As soon as they came out, they saw the yard full of strange cultivators.
"What?! Oh no, something happened in the dungeon!"
He took a closer look and discovered that these were all cultivators imprisoned in the dungeon. Pang Tianyu had been imprisoned for so long that he could no longer wait. Seeing the Qin family cultivator, he jumped up and arrived in front of Qin Chengge with a long sword in hand.
"Die!" Pang Tianyu's cold voice sounded as a flash of sword light instantly appeared in front of Qin Chengge and the other Qin family cultivators.
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