Chapter 140: Cursing and Scolding
Yu Linglong returned to the Wind-Welcoming Platform at Tianji Peak, her gaze sweeping across the sea of clouds and the mountain peak. She gathered her Xuan Qi in her right hand, and with a deep shout, a wall of wind blades formed, serving as a barrier to protect the entrance to Tianji Palace.
The array wall had been repaired, and she used the Flowing Light Body Technique again, instantly arriving in the main hall of the Heavenly Palace. "Palace Master, you're back!" Ruoyue greeted excitedly with clasped hands.
Yu Linglong nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the people meditating and healing in the hall. Those who were injured sat at the front, their brows furrowing from time to time, while those who were uninjured circulated their internal energy to aid in their healing behind them, beads of sweat glistening on their foreheads. Yu Linglong turned her head and asked gently, "How are everyone's injuries?"
Ruoyue immediately replied, "Fortunately, that person didn't use much force, and the injuries to my fellow disciples are not serious. Once their qi and blood circulation is restored, they should be fine."
Yu Linglong nodded again upon hearing this, "That's good then." She then strolled towards the lotus platform, slowly sat cross-legged, and closed her eyes to meditate.
Seeing this, Ruoyue's lips curled up slightly, and she thought to herself: Has the Palace Master gone back to what she used to be? Since Xiaoyao Lang left, all she does is sleep and meditate. With her cultivation at this level, what is there to meditate for? ... Although Ruoyue's mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, she still cautiously stayed by her side.
Xiaoyao Lang galloped towards Longyang City, wishing his black horse could fly and carry him away. But his black horse was, after all, just an ordinary steed, and he needed to rest and eat along the way. After another day's journey, they arrived at the Congshan Road Tea House to replenish their strength.
"Avenge Lord Yi!" a loud voice shouted.
"Avenge Lord Yi!" the crowd shouted in unison.
"Kill Ouyang Longyuan!" The powerful voice rang out once more.
The crowd then shouted in unison, "Kill Ouyang Longyuan!"
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Xiaoyao Lang rode his horse and looked over. Not far away, a hundred or so people were gathered and shouting. The three leaders stood on a high place and spoke, their general message being that they wanted to kill Ouyang Longyuan and avenge Yi Yunke. Xiaoyao Lang placed Brother Hei next to the teahouse to drink and eat, and then he himself went inside the teahouse.
The old tea master, his body hunched over, carried a teapot in one hand and a ceramic bowl in the other. He slowly stepped forward and greeted him, "Young master, you have quite the courage to walk this rugged mountain path all by yourself!" As he spoke, he placed the tea bowl on the broken wooden table, skillfully picked up the teapot, and poured out more than half a bowl of cool tea.
Xiaoyao Lang took out a copper coin and handed it to the old man, saying, "Old man, who are those people? What are they doing?" After speaking, he picked up his teacup and drank, his gaze falling on the group of people.
The old tea master glanced at the crowd and sighed, "Two of the three leaders are the second and third leaders of the Five Lakes and Four Seas Gang. Their leader, Hunjiangjiao, was killed by Ouyang Longyuan some time ago. The people shouting below are from various gangs, big and small, and there are also many righteous people. They are all dissatisfied with Ouyang Longyuan and are shouting slogans to avenge Lord Yi."
Xiaoyao Lang put down the empty bowl and said again, "So it seems that Ouyang Longyuan is not well-liked, which is why so many people oppose him becoming the city lord."
The old tea server poured Xiaoyao Lang another half bowl of tea, and said in a deep voice, "Hey, it doesn't matter to me who the city lord is! The key is to give everyone a peaceful life. City Lord Yi finally managed to let the people of Longyang City live in peace and prosperity for decades, and this Ouyang Longyuan started recruiting soldiers and horses on a large scale as soon as he came up, clearly wanting to fight. We don't like war." After saying this, he looked very unhappy and swayed away.
Xiaoyao Lang fell into deep thought. He was now like Yi Yunke before him, capable of forming factions to avenge his blood feud, and these people before him could be recruited to his side. Once he took Longyang City and killed Ouyang Longyuan, he would be the supreme city lord…
But Xiaoyao Lang was ultimately just Xiaoyao Lang; power and wealth were not what he desired. What he wanted was perhaps a peaceful and prosperous world, or Murong Hanchan, or Yu Linglong; he himself didn't have a definite answer as to what he specifically wanted.
“Thump thump thump…giggle…clack clack clack…giggle giggle…” Dozens of men, armed with knives, rode up and quickly surrounded the shouting crowd.
Caught off guard by the sudden encirclement, the crowd fell silent, looking up in confusion, each brandishing their weapons in a menacing resistance. Seeing this, Lang Chengbo, the second-in-command of the Five Lakes and Four Seas Gang, shouted sternly, "Who are you? Why are you interfering with our gang?"
The newcomer did not reply. In a moment, several spirited horses spread out in a V-shape, and from the middle emerged a tall, imposing horse. The rider on the horse was none other than Nie Han. Nie and Shi were secretly plotting with Ling Xueyan, ostensibly recruiting soldiers for Ouyang Fanhuang, but in reality, they were strengthening their own power.
Nie Han rode forward and said loudly, "I had heard that the remnants of the Five Lakes and Four Seas Gang had fled here. So it was you two scum! You dare to oppose the Brahma Emperor with this rabble? You are truly ignorant of your own limitations! Have you forgotten how your gang leader died?"
"Who are you calling a rabble?" "Who are you calling a rabble?"... In an instant, the hundred or so people gathered began to boil with discontent, roaring and shouting at Nie Han.
Lang Chengbo stepped forward and shouted, "You surnamed Nie, you are unworthy of being the leader of a sect! You are willing to be Ouyang Longyuan's dog. Your former master Ling Beixiao's body is not yet cold, and instead of seeking revenge, you turn around and join the mastermind who killed your master. You have no backbone at all, you are unworthy of being called a man." Lang Chengbo shouted and cursed, his voice growing louder and louder, each word like a knife, not only heard clearly by Nie Han's subordinates, but also like countless slaps to Nie Han's face.
Nie Han was so angry that his stubble stood on end, and his hands gripped the reins so tightly they cracked. He stared at Lang Chengfeng and said in a deep voice, "Lang Ermazi, I'll spare you for now because you still have some use. Submit these men to me, and I'll grant you a way out. Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary." Before he finished speaking, a chilling murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his vicious gaze was fixed on Lang Chengfeng.
"Bah!" Upon hearing this, the third leader, Si Haiping, stepped forward, put his hands on his hips, and glared angrily, shouting, "Nie Han, you shameless bastard, do you even deserve to talk about surrendering? We, the brothers of the Five Lakes and Four Seas Gang, would never follow a dog who murders his master for personal gain!" As he spoke, his chest heaved violently, and his voice shook the surrounding air.
Brothers from all over the country were filled with righteous indignation upon hearing this, and many clapped their hands in approval, loudly praising, "Well said! We have plenty of backbone..."
Si Haiping shouted again, “That scoundrel Ouyang Longyuan first murdered Lord Yi, and then killed our gang leader! We will avenge this blood debt sooner or later! You are aiding and abetting evil today, do you really think our fellow martial artists can't see this? If you have the guts, then come at me! Even if I, Si Haiping, am reduced to ashes, I will show you what loyalty and righteousness are, what courage is!” After saying this, his hair stood on end in anger, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Lang Chengbo passionately chimed in, "You think you can make us surrender? Wishful thinking! Sooner or later, we will personally sever Ouyang Longyuan's head and comfort our leader's spirit in heaven!"
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