【Six Dynasties Cloud Dragon Chant】(3)

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Chapter Three,

"The Ancient Formation of Taiquan?" Xiao Yaoyi asked, "Going now? What happened?"

Cheng Zongyang replied, "There might be a little trouble."

"What trouble?" Xiao Yaoyi grumbled as he quickly packed his luggage, "Brother Sage,

what trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? You're with Miss Zi, don't take her on any risks. It's okay if

something happens if something goes wrong with Miss Zi, I'll have to slit my own throat."

Cheng Zongyang was inwardly cursing; he was being dragged into these risks by that girl Zi, wasn't he?

"Don't worry, she found a good place, it's perfectly safe now."

"You haven't mentioned any trouble yet." Xiao Yaoyi suddenly remembered, "The explosion at Qifeng Courtyard just now, you weren't responsible, were you

?"

"You guessed right." Cheng Zongyang said, "This place is probably not safe, let's find another place quickly."

"Canglan Town is only so big, where can we go?"

Cheng Zongyang countered, "Where else could we go?" "

The Taiquan Ancient Formation hasn't been activated yet."

Cheng Zongyang said, "So we need to find a place to hide first, and once the Taiquan Ancient Formation is activated, we'll go in.

Where's Wu Er?"

"He went to find the Liangzhou Alliance."

"Bai Xian'er?" Cheng Zongyang remembered the counterfeit goods in Wu Er's hand, "Then it's the Liangzhou Alliance, let's hide in their

territory ."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to find Zi Yatou." Cheng Zongyang said while carrying the iron box, "Take good care of Lao Xu, if things

go wrong get out of there quickly."

"Brother Cheng, you forgot someone, didn't you?"

"Who?"

"Old Zhu."

"Is that old man still lying there like a corpse?"

"That's right. He only sneaked out for breakfast this morning, wiped his mouth, and went right back to his den."

Cheng Zongyang said irritably, "Tell him to eat lunch at Liangzhou Alliance. There's meat! If you go late, it'll be gone

."

Xiao Yaoyi clapped his hands and said, "That's a good idea!"

Cheng Zongyang put away his blood-stained clothes, then changed into a canvas denim jacket, covered his mouth with a headscarf,

leaving his eyes showing, and darted along the wall into the back alley.

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Cheng Zongyang bent over, carefully avoiding bumping into the floorboards. The wooden ladder creaked under his feet, as if it might fall apart

at any moment .

After finally squeezing into the attic, Cheng Zongyang put down the iron box and sat on it. It was called an attic, but the height

was so low that it was difficult to even stand up. The small space was filled with all sorts of random items—supposedly treasures

unearthed , but in Cheng Zongyang's eyes, most of them were probably the work of Xu Da Huyou.

Xiao Zi sat sideways on the floor, the light in the crystal ball in front of her constantly shifting, and

a voice could be faintly heard coming from inside, "...Even if she were a fairy descended from heaven, she would still have to follow our rules in Canglan!" The voice

stopped abruptly , and then the light dimmed.

Recording Song San's conversation with that Master Mo was purely an unexpected bonus. Cheng Zongyang had watched the footage

twice and said with some regret, "It's a pity I only saw the back of his head."

Xiao Zi smiled sweetly, pressed the play button again, and then rotated the light sphere. Cheng Zongyang patted

his head ; he had habitually treated it as a two-dimensional image, forgetting that it was actually a stereoscopic camera.

In the light sphere, Master Mo's appearance was clearly visible, but he was a middle-aged man with a face full of wine and women. Although

slightly overweight, his features were clear and bright. Compared to Song San's cunning and the other outsiders' ferocity, he seemed like a wealthy

old man.

Cheng Zongyang stroked his chin and said, "Manager Xu said the leader of the outsiders is the owner of Qifeng Courtyard and

the head of the fruit shop. Judging from this, this Master Mo is probably the owner of Qifeng Courtyard. I wonder who the head of the fruit shop is?"

Xiao Zi chuckled, "I guess it's both of them."

Cheng Zongyang pondered for a moment, then slapped his thigh, "That Xu the conman!

Why rhetoric? I thought there were two people!"

"This person seems quite capable."

"He can make those outsiders, who live like they're in prison, completely obedient. He must have some skills." Cheng Zongyang

looked at him for a while, then frowned and said, "He doesn't seem like a master."

As his cultivation improved, Cheng Zongyang's eyesight also improved. It wasn't

obvious when Master Mo was sitting in the hot spring, but when he got up, his steps were unsteady, as if he had been indulging in too much wine and women.

Within the sphere of light, Master Mo said, "The former leader of the Sword Cloud Sect died at the hands of King Wu Mu, so

it's understandable . But what about Chief He of the Luo Gang? He and King Wu Mu were practically

lovers back then, and now he's kicking someone when they're down? Madam Yin of the Green Leaf Sect has benefited greatly from this, and she turns on you so easily. Truly, a heartless bitch."

Cheng Zongyang glanced at Xiao Zi. "He seems quite familiar with General Yue's affairs?"

Xiao Zi smiled. "The person who knows you best is definitely your enemy."

"Alright. Another enemy." A thought flashed through Cheng Zongyang's mind. "Maybe he settled in Canglan because he was chasing after that Yue guy

!"

Xiao Zi rolled her eyes. "That's possible."

The following footage wasn't particularly exciting. Xiao Zi had already watched it several times and wasn't interested in watching it again. Cheng Zongyang

took the camera and casually fiddled with it. After a short while, the video of Song San's conversation with Master Mo ended, and the next

image to light up was of a woman in red imprisoned in an iron cage.

Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but turn to look at Zhu Yin. Her original clothes were torn to shreds, and she had to scrape

a men's garment from the corpse to barely cover herself. Ironically, this gave her a unique charm.

Cheng Zongyang smiled, "Fairy, come and see for yourself."

Zhu Yin's jade-like cheeks flushed slightly, and she obediently came closer, nestling in his arms. Looking at her

humiliated state in the image, she felt utterly ashamed. From an observer's perspective, Zhu Yin realized

how fragile her former pride and arrogance had been. When status, position, and cultivation were no longer enough to rely on, her performance was even worse than that of

an ordinary woman.

Suddenly, she felt a tightness in her chest as a hand slipped inside her clothes, grasping her full breasts. Zhu Yin instinctively wanted to

pull away , but seeing the image of her naked breasts being wantonly fondled by those thugs, she

no longer had the face to feign modesty. Even those thugs could touch her; now that he was playing with her, she should feel fortunate.

The scene then shifted to her most shameful moment, where Zhu Yin was still trembling with embarrassment. She

simply couldn't believe that the woman, more despicable than a prostitute, was herself.

Xiao Zi's soft laughter drifted over, "Boss Cheng, come and see."

This attic didn't even have windows, but the shoddy construction made up for it. The wooden plank

walls, though plastered with mud, had peeled away in many places over the years, and through the gaps in the planks,

one could easily see the alley below.

It was a back alley, like the other streets in Canglan Town, a completely unplanned,

winding . What was striking was a group of flamboyant women sitting

on high wooden stools, their clothes revealing, posing seductively for passing customers, selling the fruit they had picked.

The attic was located in the middle of the back alley, almost above the fruit girls' heads, and from Cheng Zongyang's angle, he could see

a beautiful figure below.

The woman wore only a loose-fitting bodice, her white skin mostly exposed. She sat

on a waist-high wooden stool, her legs together, hands resting on her knees, her back ramrod straight. The alley was

dark, yet a large straw hat sat beside her stool. A woman beside her occasionally offered pointers, urging her to maintain her

posture with her chest out and head held high, a smile on her face.

Cheng Zongyang clicked his tongue, "So you've already started selling fruit?"

Xiao Zi said, "Look over there."

Cheng Zongyang looked up and saw a group of people approaching from the alley entrance. Leading them was a thin man, a local guide from Canglan;

in the middle a woman, He Yilian from the Luo Gang; and behind them were two burly men, likely skilled members of the gang.

The guide said, "Sir, this is it."

He Yilian stopped, looking at Yin Fulan on the high stool with a mixture of suspicion and sarcasm. She then tossed out a few

silver coins and ordered, "Go buy some fruit."

The guide replied, "Don't worry, sir. I understand."

The guide walked to the fruit stall and smiled, "Sister Ju, we have a newcomer today."

The guide was a native of Canglan. Although the outsiders who had drifted to the town were fierce, the fog had become

their natural prison, and it was not easy to offend these locals. Sister Ju smiled, "She just arrived today, and this is her first time

selling. Please take good care of her business in the future—Lan'er, greet the customers."

At Sister Ju's prompting, Yin Fulan gave a charming smile and said sweetly, "Welcome."

The guide looked at her ambiguously and casually pointed to the stall, "Two, please."

Yin Fulan swayed her hips as she got off the high stool and bent down to pick up the fruit. She wore only a bodice, and as

she bent over, her smooth shoulders, jade-like back, slender waist, and pink buttocks were fully exposed, even her large breasts were mostly revealed, hanging heavily

in front of her chest, yet she made no attempt to conceal them. The women around her looked at her with disdain and mockery.

She picked out the fruit and put it in her basket. The guide said again, "Get two more from over there!"

Yin Fulan followed the customer's instructions, picking and choosing back and forth on the stall. Her fair body was like a jade

snake, twisting and turning, revealing its alluring beauty, vibrant and fragrant.

He Yilian walked over, looking at her with some disbelief, then sneered, "The dignified Madam Yin

is a fruit vendor, how strange."

Sister Ju smiled and said, "So, sir, you know Lan'er? Lan'er suddenly attained enlightenment at the Taiquan Ancient Formation, grew tired of the life

of a martial artist , and voluntarily stayed in Canglan. Lacking a livelihood, she sells fruit here to make a living, I'm sorry to have made you

laugh."

Yin Fulan raised her face, revealing a charming smile, but her eyes were somewhat blank.

"Selling fruit? Sure," He Yilian said to the guide. "Buy some."

The guide chuckled and tossed a silver coin in the air. Sister Ju instructed, "Lan'er, a reward for the guest."

Yin Fulan cupped her breasts in her hands, presenting them to the guest. The guide, holding the silver coin, reached

into her bodice and began to fondle them. Yin Fulan giggled, her full breasts bouncing and jiggling inside her clothes

, revealing their alluring elasticity.

After a while, the guide reluctantly withdrew his hand, leaving the silver coin between her smooth breasts. At Sister Ju's prompting,

Yin Fulan said, "Thank you for your patronage."

He Yilian and Yin Fulan had a long-standing feud, and seeing her rival reduced to this state filled her with immense pleasure. She

covered mouth and giggled.

The guide, still savoring the moment, remarked, "This new fruit girl is quite something... hey, she's even wearing a straw hat."

He Yilian scoffed, "Wearing so little to avoid the sun?"

The guide chuckled, "Sir, you don't know, these straw hats aren't just for wearing. These fruit girls

have straw hats beside them, meaning they're doing other work."

He Yilian glanced around; only two or three of the fruit girls had straw hats beside them. She couldn't help but ask, "What kind

of work?"

Sister Ju interjected with a laugh, "Don't listen to his nonsense, where..." "Do you have other businesses?"

The guide winked at her, then chuckled, "Sister Ju, you've misjudged her. This young lady,

though beautiful, is actually a formidable leader in the martial arts world, a woman of great courage and ability!"

Sister Ju considered for a moment, then said, "In that case, it'll be... five silver coins."

He Yilian readily took out the coins, which Sister Ju took with a smile, and instructed, "Lan'er, bring your

straw hat."

Yin Fulan obediently picked up her straw hat and followed Sister Ju into the alley.

Cheng Zongyang watched them stop at a corner in the alley, where Yin Fulan took out a roll

of felt from under her hat, spread it against the wall, and covered it with the hat, creating a small space.

Sister Ju said a few words to He Yilian, who first raised her eyebrows in surprise, then smiled,

her smile growing wider until she readily nodded.

Sister Ju gave Yin Fulan a few instructions, and Yin Fulan climbed behind the bamboo hat, then untied her bodice

, lay back on the felt, and wore a professional smile.

He Yilian and Sister Ju chatted and laughed for a moment outside the hat, then He Yilian took what Sister Ju handed her and slipped inside. From

Cheng Zongyang 's angle, his view was completely obscured by the hat, and he could only see Yin Fulan smiling and speaking, seemingly

greeting He Yilian, before her cheeks flushed.

Although the hat concealed their actions, it was still just a hat, and Yin Fulan's head, face, and calves

were still visible . Her appearance already had a somewhat worldly air, and soon her eyes and brows became alluring. At the other end of the hat,

Yin Fulan's fair legs could be seen raised, seemingly supported by He Yilian at the knees, with only her jade feet protruding.

The edge of the straw hat swayed rhythmically in the air, tracing snow-white arcs back and forth.

The corner was only a few steps from the alley entrance; although the outside world was hidden, the cries of vendors and

the laughter of customers echoed in the alley. No one could imagine that in this shabby alley, nestled against the bustling market, a seductive woman, her smooth, white body hidden by

the straw hat , was writhing and thrusting beneath a customer.

Xiao Zi laughed, "Fairy Zhu, if you wore this hat to sell fruit, your business would be even better than hers."

Zhu Yin gripped the hem of her dress, her knuckles turning white. She felt a surge of relief; if she had ended up in Qifeng Courtyard, she

might be sitting on a wooden bench like her, straw hat beside her, waiting for a customer to lead her into the alley.

Suddenly, the tranquility of the alley was shattered. A beast-like roar echoed, and half of a small building collapsed with a crash

. Amidst the flying dust, shouts of battle erupted. He Yilian looked up in astonishment.

Behind her, Sister Ju's expression changed slightly. She raised her hand and slashed at He Yilian's neck. He Yilian swayed and fainted.

Chaos erupted in the alley. The women screamed and scattered, while the customers who had been groping her fled in terror

. Two of Luo Gang's men, sent far away, tried to rush over but were blocked by the crowd.

A burly man, like a tiger, leaped through the flying stones and planks, crashing through the wall. He then flipped over,

swinging his I-beam backward with a heavy whooshing sound. A pursuer, a man of a different surname, was struck by the rail and sent flying like a bullet

.

Wu Erlang ran and roared, "You bird-eating fruit! Look at the mess you've made!"

Bai Xian'er, clinging to his back, cried out in a mixture of grievance and anger, "I've even eaten your bird, and

you won't even let me eat a fruit?"

Even Wu Erlang's thick skin was no match for such a shrew. If Second Master Wu had

a tail , he would definitely tuck it between his legs and run as far as he could.

Unfortunately, Wu Er had neither a tail nor the ability to run. Those outsiders seemed to have him under their thumb, attacking him

without warning . To make matters worse, he was carrying a shipment for exchanging money, and most of Wu Er's attention

was focused on the safety of the goods. Not only did he fail to shake off his pursuers, but he was also surrounded and blocked by the numerous and familiar outsiders.

"This way!" Cheng Zongyang appeared, wielding his sword to cut an opening and catch up with Wu Er.

On the other side of Canglan Town, Xu Junfang's century-old house also reached its end,

turning . Xiao Yaoyi flew backward from the collapsed house, his back touching the ground before bouncing up.

Old Zhu peeked out, then immediately ducked back under the covers.

Xiao Yaoyi kicked over the tent. "Want some meat? Come with me!"

Old Zhu scrambled to his feet. "What kind of meat?"

"Chestnut meat!"

Several sharp knives slashed from behind simultaneously. Xiao Yaoyi dodged, retreating instead of advancing, crashing into one man's arm.

Then grabbed another man's wrist, pulling back while simultaneously slamming his elbow into the man's chest. These few moves

were clean and swift. In the blink of an eye, the man coughed up blood and flew out, a nine-ringed broadsword landing in Xiao Yaoyi's hand.

Xiao Yaoyi slightly twisted his wrist, the nine copper rings on the blade clanging as they leaped up. Then, the blade flicked out,

knocking back a stranger several steps.

Old Zhu cried out, "My donkey!" and hurriedly ran outside. The strangers all tried to stop him,

but they were either a step too fast or a step too slow, and couldn't stop the old man.

Xiao Yaoyi resolutely said, "Grandpa, run! I'll hold them off! As long as I can take the treasure, I'll die

without regrets !"

Upon hearing about the treasure, the outsiders immediately sent most of their men to chase after Old Man Zhu. Unexpectedly, just as they rushed

out, the old man ran back.

Old Man Zhu didn't dare to join the fray, only shouting from afar, "Don't worry! I've hidden the treasure in your pocket, it

definitely won't get lost!" After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Xiao Yaoyi's nine-ringed broadsword was torn away by the combined efforts of several people. He spread his arms, performed a "Overlord's Armor Removal," and deftly

flung off his outer robe, shouting, "Take it!"

Everyone's attention was focused on the treasure hidden in his clothes, but unexpectedly, he rolled up his robe, wrapped it around a curved hook, and snatched it away

. Then, he parried and deflected all the attacking weapons, even using hook techniques with precision.

Suddenly, a long stick was thrust straight at Xiao Yaoyi's face. Xiao Yaoyi twisted his hook, locking the staff in place, and

used the momentum to leap the air, the hook slicing along the staff.

The man released the staff with both hands, but in the instant the hook swept across, he kicked, flipping the staff over.

In a flash the staff fell back into his hands, followed by a sweeping blow aimed at Xiao Yaoyi's waist and abdomen.

Xiao Yaoyi stretched out his long arm, catching the end of the staff in mid-air, and then used it to launch a series of kicks towards the man's throat.

The two displayed their strengths, exchanging more than ten blows in a short time. The man's staff rolled, attacking from afar and up close, his style powerful and imposing.

In the end, however, Xiao Yaoyi's skill was superior. He deliberately exposed an opening, and in the moment when the man's staff technique faltered, he

grabbed the staff with his right hand and hooked the man's arm with his left, not only forcibly taking the staff but also nearly

severing the man's arm at the root.

The man did not expect that he would dare to take such a risk under the attack of the crowd, and hurriedly abandoned the staff and retreated several feet. Losing his

weapon , he looked at Xiao Yaoyi's young face, a hint of resentment and dejection in his expression, and said, "If it

were before, you would never have been able to beat me."

Xiao Yaoyi threw away the hook, gripped the long staff with both hands, the end of the staff vibrated with a "hum," then coiled himself up and swept across

the ground, knocking away four opponents in the circle.

Xiao Yaoyi laughed, "Actually, my staff skills are not bad either, how about a spar?"

Song San stepped out from the crowd, "Master Bai, business is important! Everyone, let's attack together!"

Bai Xingchen's face darkened, then he took a single-edged sword and attacked the young master.

Xiao Yaoyi charged left and right, but could not break through the encirclement, and could only fight fiercely in the circle. Outsiders

continued to pour into the courtyard, and the encirclement became tighter and tighter. The attack range of Xiao Yaoyi's long staff became narrower and narrower, until finally there was almost

nowhere to strike. Once the outsiders who had been besieging them had almost all rushed into the courtyard, Xiao Yaoyi suddenly threw away his long staff, lunged forward, and used

a dazzling series of close-quarters grappling techniques to take down two of them. Then, he snatched a pair of double axes. The gleaming

axe flashed, carving a bloody path through the crowd and leaping over the wall.

The crowd quickly jumped over the courtyard wall and gave

chase, but the young master, mimicking the old man, turned back. After most of the pursuers had left, he turned back into the courtyard, hacking down two of the outsiders who had fallen behind. He

then grabbed his luggage and sped off towards the Taiquan Ancient Formation.

Cheng Zongyang threw all the grenades at once, blowing open the hot spring restaurant and forcibly breaking out. The massive

explosion heavy casualties among those inside. Song San, who happened to be standing by the hot spring pool, was thrown into the pool by the blast and barely escaped with his

life.

Song San had met Cheng Zongyang at the Taiquan Ancient Formation and knew he was a guest of Xu Junfang, so he immediately reported this to

Master Mo. However, Master Mo did not act immediately but first informed the locals of Canglan about his losses

before surrounding Xu Junfang's residence.

Everyone had witnessed Wu Er's formidable strength, but no one expected that even with only an old man and a young, handsome

man , they would be so difficult to deal with. Xiao Yaoyi sped into the camp surrounding the Taiquan Ancient Formation,

but the outsiders dared not pursue him.

The situation around the Taiquan Ancient Formation was now like a powder keg, with more than ten different factions gathered

together, eyeing each other warily. In this tense atmosphere, even a small spark could ignite the powder keg, making

the situation uncontrollable. Even those outsiders, despite being local strongmen in Canglan Town, had to think

twice .

The sparks flew quickly. First, Gan Zhendao received devastating news: the bodies of Yin Siyuan and others had been

found in the forest. Then, news spread that the Luo Gang had been attacked in town, with one of their best members dead and another wounded, and their leader missing. Finally,

explosive news arrived: not only was Yue Pengju hiding in the Taiquan Ancient Formation, but the long-vanished Zhenyu Shanghou

had also reappeared in Canglan, mingling among the crowd. Suspicion among the various factions reached its peak instantly,

then erupted.

While the various factions engaged in a chaotic battle, Cheng Zongyang quietly slipped to the edge of town. He and Wu Er used the fog barrier

to escape their pursuers, then returned to find Xu Junfang.

Xu Junfang was still unaware of what had happened. Seeing his home razed to the ground,

he didn't seem to care at all. He casually walked around it and said, "Out with the old, in with the new. I was thinking

of building a new house, three main rooms in the front, side rooms in the back, and a well in the yard for easy access to water."

Xu Junfang enthusiastically sketched out his future plans, and Cheng Zongyang couldn't bear to dampen his spirits. During

the chase Cheng Zongyang had learned that the natives and outsiders in Canglan Town had reached an agreement to abandon Xu Junfang

, a local. Even if all the outsiders left now, Xu Junfang couldn't

stay in .

"Let's go," Cheng Zongyang said, "Let's go check out the camp."

Finally able to exchange his goods for real money, Wu Erlang's spirits lifted. Bai Xian'er, however, was completely oblivious

. She nestled on Wu Erlang's back, her cheek pressed against his neck, looking utterly content.

Xu Junfang said, "Miss, come down and walk around."

"No, I can't," Bai Xian'er said coquettishly, "You don't know... Erlang's thing is so big, and my lower body

is still sore."

Wu Er pretended not to hear, but Xu Junfang tripped and almost fell flat on his face.

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