[Fantasy] The Song of the Six Dynasties (Complete) - 35

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Fifth Chapter

Zongyang entered the bathhouse with a dark face, placed the key with the nameplate on the counter, and said, "Put it on the tab."

"Please come in, sir!"

After changing into a bathrobe and wooden clogs in the room, the waiter lifted the curtain, revealing a long corridor with walls made of polished bluestone, from which wisps of heat emanated.

Canglan Town is surrounded by mountains, so one would think its climate is like spring all year round. However, after walking around the town, he found the temperature extremely strange. Some places felt like springtime, while others were in the sweltering heat of summer. The area where Qifeng Courtyard was located was much cooler, feeling like being in an air-conditioned room in the height of summer. The steam was quite pleasant.

Passing through the bluestone corridor, a large pool carved out of the rocks came into view, with a layer of white mist swirling around it.

There weren't many customers in the shop at the moment. Wu Erlang had taken the best spot in the pool, his large head peeking out, a bath towel covering his forehead, his eyes half-closed, enjoying a comfortable soak.

With a "smack," a wooden clog swung at Wu Erlang's head. Wu Erlang's tiger-like eyes snapped open, and he ripped off the towel, ready to explode. Seeing it was Cheng Zongyang, he wiped his neck and said casually, "Cheng kid, the water's hot, come soak in."

"Where's the little fox? You didn't use him as a seatbelt, did you?"

"I wish I could,"

Wu Erlang said sullenly, "That kid thought the big pool was too cheap and beneath him, so he went to soak in the small one himself."

"Second Master really knows how to save me money, he didn't even go to the small pool?"

Wu Erlang said, "Who made the rule that you can't soak in both? The small pool was too narrow, Second Master felt stuffy, so he came out after a while. But the money's already on the tab, remember to settle it later."

Xu Junfang originally wanted to soak in the large pool for a while, but seeing Cheng Zongyang continue walking inside, he quickly followed and whispered a reminder, "The small pool inside starts at one string of cash."

Cheng Zongyang wasn't angry anymore. These guys were all so carefree, why was he worrying?

There's always a way out, things will work themselves out, let them be.

"Always? You underestimate our Young Master Xiao. That kid will definitely want the best."

Cheng Zongyang called over a waiter. "Which pool is the best here? I'll find someone."

"Please come in, sir!"

The waiter led Cheng Zongyang through a courtyard to a hot spring bathhouse nestled against the mountain. "This is it. I cannot go in, please make yourself at home."

The hot spring bathhouse, with its bamboo fence and thatched roof, looked quite quaint. Cheng Zongyang stepped forward and pushed the door open, but it was bolted from the inside.

"Open the door!"

a sweet voice called from inside. "Please wait a moment."

Then the door opened a crack, revealing a woman with a beautiful face. She said softly, "Is there something you need, sir?"

Cheng Zongyang turned around and said, "I knew it. That little fox is always up to his old tricks wherever he goes—I'm looking for the guest inside."

The woman looked at him with surprise, then opened the door. "Please come in, sir."

The hot spring here was noticeably hotter than outside, and the steam inside rose like clouds. The woman who opened the door was only wearing a thin veil, which was already damp with steam, clinging to her skin, her fair body appearing and disappearing in the mist.

Cheng Zongyang slapped her buttocks, eliciting a soft cry from the woman, who said with a mixture of reproach and delight, "I am a bath attendant. Since you've come looking for someone, it's not proper to touch me like that."

Cheng Zongyang laughed, "I'll book the small pool another day and have you serve me personally."

The woman smiled, "I am Xiao Hong, it's good that you remember me, sir."

She lifted the curtain of the inner room, and a chorus of giggling laughter drifted out with the steam. Inside, in a pool about ten feet square, five or six naked beauties were crowded together. All that could be seen was a sea of white flesh, with jade arms and pink legs intertwined, making it impossible to distinguish one from another.

Cheng Zongyang glanced into the crowd and was immediately dumbfounded. The old man surrounded by women wasn't the little fox, but an old acquaintance who seemed both distant and close at hand—Old Zhu!

Old Zhu, basking in the company of beauties, had a face as grinning as a blooming chrysanthemum, looking particularly lewd against the backdrop of the group of women. Two women served him from behind, one on each side, and another was giving him a breast massage in front of him—the next instant, Cheng Zongyang grabbed his beard and yanked him out of the pile of women.

"You old bastard!"

Cheng Zongyang gritted his teeth and said, "Where are my horses?!"

"Easy, easy..."

Old Zhu cried out in pain, "They're here! They're here! They're all here!"

"Where did you get the money?"

"What money do I need?"

Old Zhu complained, "I just said I was a grain trader, and they brought me here."

After a few more questions, Cheng Zongyang finally understood. Old Zhu emerged from the fog, and apart from the lead mule that had been hit by a rolling stone and fallen off a cliff, all the others were intact and had been brought to town by Old Zhu. The mule caravan also carried half a shi of grain, salt, and other goods. With this appearance, Old Zhu was immediately treated like a living Buddha by the townspeople. Not only was he given the best VIP room, but he was also invited to the best soup restaurant to enjoy the best service—the old bastard hadn't spent a single penny; all of this was obtained in exchange for that half shi of grain.

Old Zhu, wrapped in a bathrobe, squatted by the pool, spitting as he spoke, "I told you grain was precious, but you didn't believe me! Now you believe me, right? I'm not bragging! Who else but me could bring a mule caravan in here?"

Cheng Zongyang said, "Keep bragging, be careful not to hurt your back."

Xu Junfang said, "Incredible! The miasma outside the town is easier to cross on foot, but leading livestock is harder than leading people. This old man can lead a mule caravan into Canglan; since the beginning of time, not many people have been able to do that."

Old Zhu was so happy that snot bubbles were coming out of his nose. "Look! Look! Little Cheng, I wasn't bragging!"

"They've been bragging about Pangu all along, and still haven't finished?"

Cheng Zongyang was in a good mood, having recovered his mules and horses, and didn't bother arguing with Old Man Zhu. He called over a waiter and asked, "Which hot spring pool is a guest surnamed Xiao in?"

Xiao Yaoyi had a small, exquisite pool all to himself. When Cheng Zongyang found him, the guy was leisurely soaking in the hot spring, arms outstretched. Cheng Zongyang clicked his tongue

in amazement, "You didn't even find a girl to serve you? Is this still our dashing young marquis?"

Xiao Yaoyi chuckled, but his smile was somewhat unpleasant.

Cheng Zongyang placed his finger on Xiao Yaoyi's pulse point and frowned, "Didn't Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother just help you clear your meridians before you came?"

Xiao Yaoyi sat up, warm spring water flowing down his back, revealing a gray palm print on his shoulder. Qin Han had injured his meridians with a palm strike that day, and it hadn't fully healed yet.

"I sensed something was wrong when we passed through the misty miasma, but thankfully Wu Er shielded me from those strange birds. However, the mist has aggravated my injuries, and I'm afraid I can only hold on for five or six days now."

He said, revealing a carefree smile. "It's already an accident that I've made it this far. As for the Crimson Sun Sacred Fruit, it's my fortune to have it, and my fate to lose it! Now that I can soak in the hot springs, compared to those brothers who have shed blood on the battlefield, I, Xiao Yaoyi, am already lucky enough."

Cheng Zongyang withdrew his hand. "Let's laugh later. Let's go back to the room and discuss it. Tonight, we'll go to Taiquan."...

The room that was meant for two people suddenly felt crowded with six people, plus Wu Er, who was a super big guy.

Xiao Zi sat cross-legged on the bed, Cheng Zongyang sat beside her, and Xiao Yaoyi grabbed the only chair in the room, leaning back leisurely—Cheng Zongyang knew the little fox wasn't just pretending to be nonchalant, she really wanted to avoid the injury on her shoulder.

Wu Erlang leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, humming a little tune, perhaps because he had enjoyed soaking in the hot spring. Old Zhu squatted by the table leg, his hands clasped together, a fawning smile on his face. Xu Jun's room only had one empty space by the door, so he had to squeeze in next to Old Zhu.

"Everyone knows Mr. Xu, but you might not know Old Man Zhu yet, Brother Xu. Just consider him an old hand from our caravan,"

Cheng Zongyang said. "Enough with the small talk. The reason I called everyone here is to discuss tonight's mission into the Taiquan Ancient Formation. There's only one goal: to find the Crimson Sun Sacred Fruit. Mr. Xu, how do we find it? Tell me first."

Xu Junfang produced a goose feather fan from somewhere, fanning himself with an air of otherworldly elegance as he spoke, "The Taiquan Ancient Formation is renowned because, besides various rare treasures, it contains countless immortal herbs and spiritual medicines, the Crimson Sun Sacred Fruit being one of them. The Crimson Sun Sacred Fruit grows in a place of pure Yang energy and extreme heat. It takes fifty years for it to sprout, fifty years for the sprout to branch, fifty years for the branch to leaf, fifty years for the leaf to flower, fifty years for the flower to bud, fifty years for the bud to bear fruit, and fifty years for the fruit to ripen. Having undergone the refinement of Yang fire, it contains the ultimate Yang energy within and corresponds to the phenomena of the Nine Heavens without. It can even revive the dead and heal the wounded..."

Cheng Zongyang interrupted him, "To be honest! How do we find it?"

"Didn't I just mention it?"

Xu Junfang muttered, then said, "Speaking of the Crimson Sun Sacred Fruit, my master and I found one deep within the ancient formation back then. It truly grew in an extremely hot place, with flames rising from its base..."

Old Zhu chuckled twice, "Little Xu, don't try to fool me. In the Taiquan Ancient Formation, those with weak cultivation can't even reach the edge. How could you possibly get inside?"

Xu Junfang tucked his feather fan behind his neck, clasped his hands in a respectful bow to the sky, and said solemnly, "Although my cultivation is mediocre, my master, Master Guigu, was a highly accomplished scholar who understood the workings of creation."

Old Zhu blinked, "Master Guigu? Never heard of him."

Cheng Zongyang, however, sat up straight, "Guiguzi?"

"Indeed."

Xu Junfang said, half proud and half regretful, "My master was a scholar of both heaven and man, adept at understanding the past and present, but unfortunately, he passed away twenty years ago."

Cheng Zongyang said, "Tell me what you need to enter the Taiquan Ancient Formation. Prepare as much as you can."...

"Dry rations, cured meat, water pouches..."

Cheng Zongyang said while looking at the list, "We're just going in for one trip and then leaving. We're not going to live here forever. Do we really need to bring so much food and drink?"

"Young master, you don't know. The Taiquan Ancient Formation is extremely large. Just the first level alone would take at least two days to traverse. Moreover, the Taiquan Ancient Formation only opens every five days. Even if we're lucky enough to find something as soon as we get in, we'll still need to bring enough food for five days."

"Twenty zhang of rope, two convenient shovels, five sets of fire knives and flint. Ten amulets, three stone figures, five volumes of the River Map..."

Cheng Zongyang said, "Manager Xu, you didn't sell me all your junk, did you?"

Xu Junfang blushed slightly and said in a low voice, "You can buy less of the last few items."

"Where do you get rope that costs one silver coin per zhang?"

Xiao Yaoyi rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, patted the counter, and bargained with the waiter. In the end, he successfully bargained down the price by five copper coins, saving one silver coin for twenty zhang.

Wearing a denim outfit, Wu Erlang approached with a憨厚 (honest and simple) expression, put the rope around his shoulders, and casually touched the two flint and steel knives of the unscrupulous merchant. Old Zhu wandered around the shop with his hands in his pockets, occasionally coughing loudly and spitting out thick phlegm, causing the shopkeeper and waiters to roll their eyes. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

After buying everything, Cheng Zongyang felt that everyone had lost face, so he packed up and paid the bill.

Just then, a dashing figure strode into the shop and called out loudly, "Waiter, do you have any rope?"

The waiter replied irritably, "There's only a little left, they're all sold out."

Hearing that voice, Cheng Zongyang's eyes lit up, and he turned around with a beaming smile, saying, "Oh, long time no see! Little Zong, it's you?"

The valiant young man was startled by his drooling look and took two steps back. After a long while, he shouted, "It's you!"

and reached for the young man's waist knife.

Cheng Zongyang raised his hand and pressed the drawn waist knife back into its sheath, while affectionately grasping the young man's wrist and smiling, "Little Zong, aren't you on duty in the army? What brings you here to play?"

It was none other than Zong Ze, a brave general from the Vanguard Battalion. Unfortunately, this future famous general was still too inexperienced and was completely outmaneuvered by Cheng Zongyang before he could even make a move.

Zong Ze's temples bulged with veins as he gritted his teeth and said, "My beloved Qin the Great Sable is right here! Let's see where you traitors can run now!"

Cheng Zongyang's jaw nearly dropped as he exclaimed, "Qin the Great Sable! Wasn't he out on official business and recuperating from his injuries? How did he end up in Canglan?"

A low cough came from outside the door, and Qin Han's voice, half masculine and half feminine, rang out, "I, Qin, have come to Canglan on the Empress Dowager's benevolent decree, but unexpectedly encountered the son of an old friend here."

Xiao Yaoyi sneered, "Old eunuch, why didn't my father beat you to death?"

Qin Han stood with his hands behind his back below the steps. He wasn't wearing military uniform, nor did he wear the sable pendants like a eunuch; he only wore a plain gray robe, looking like a weary old man.

Just as Cheng Zongyang was stunned, Zong Ze suddenly pulled out his wrist and leaped backward, shouting, "Big Diao Dang! I'll have men capture these rebels!"

Qin Han glanced around the shop, then turned his back to the crowd and said calmly, "I, Qin, have no personal enemies. Since we've made peace, none of you are enemies of my Great Song Dynasty. Why cause trouble?"

He paused, then added, "Brother Shang, do you agree?"

The hairs on the back of Cheng Zongyang's neck stood on end, sensing a hint of danger.

Old Zhu chuckled twice, "You're fine, I'm fine. We each have our own ways."

Qin Han remained unperturbed, saying calmly, "It's a deal."

With that, he turned and left.

Zong Ze quickly caught up with Qin Han, then turned back and glared fiercely at Cheng Zongyang.

Cheng Zongyang waved at him, his eyebrows flying, then cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted, "Little Zongzi! Don't worry! I'll be waiting for you!"

Zong Ze stumbled, almost falling, before quickly fleeing.

Wu Erlang, having only watched half the spectacle, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, "No fun, no fun."

Xiao Yaoyi tapped the counter with his fingers, then suddenly smiled, "Brother Saint, what a great opportunity! Should we scout it out and take care of this old eunuch while we're at it?"

Cheng Zongyang's smile vanished, "Let's get down to business first and avoid any unnecessary complications."

The group left the shop, Wu Erlang and Xiao Yaoyi leading the way, bickering as they went, while Old Zhu, hands clasped, lagged behind. Cheng Zongyang slowed his pace, a glint in his eye, and saw Old Zhu's figure flicker as he circled around to the back of the shop.

Ever since Qin Han revealed Old Zhu's identity, Cheng Zongyang had been on guard, and seeing this, he followed without hesitation.

As soon as he reached the back of the house, he felt the surrounding atmosphere freeze and turn icy cold. Then an old voice said coldly, "Shang Zhenyu, you are still alive!"

Old Zhu slowly straightened his back, his hunched body stretching out, standing tall like a great tree, and said, "Old Jun, you seem to be in a good mood today."

Under the moonlight, an old man with white hair and beard stood on a dilapidated bamboo hut, and said coldly, "The two traitors, Shang and Yue, have come to Taiquan together, saving me a lot of trouble!"

"This old man is called Jun Xiongfei, and he is my defeated opponent."

Shang Hou said, "Look closely, he is missing a little finger on his right hand. It was under my Five Poisons Powder that he cut off his finger to survive, thus saving his life."

Jun Xiongfei's old face turned as red as if it had been smeared with cinnabar, and he said sharply, "Old traitor Shang! If you hadn't tricked me that day, how could I have lost a finger? Take this!"

It was already dusk, and countless stars in the sky seemed to be embedded in the velvet night. Jun Xiongfei struck out with his palm, and all the stars in the sky dimmed. A domineering wind pressed down from the sky and struck Shang Hou's forehead.

Cheng Zongyang, a dozen steps away, was swept by the gust of wind, feeling as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe. He activated the Qi wheel in his dantian to resist the pressure, while staring in astonishment at the old man. This old man, Jun, looked incredibly old, yet his cultivation was extraordinary; no wonder he dared to cause trouble for this dead old man.

Shang Hou, however, raised his hand and flicked his finger, sending a wisp of dark energy shooting out from his fingertip. It snaked through the palm wind and flew towards Jun Xiongfei's palm.

Jun Xiongfei closed his five fingers, turning his palm into a fist, and grabbed heavily at the wisp of black energy. The black energy emitted a faint popping sound between his fingers, dissipating like wisps of smoke.

Jun Xiongfei grinned maliciously, revealing his sharp teeth. "Long time no see, old thief Shang, you still use the same lowly tricks!"

Shang Hou scoffed, "Why would I need a big move to deal with an old bastard like you?"

"Condense!"

Jun Xiongfei shouted, and frost instantly condensed within a radius of several feet, enveloping Shang Hou's figure.

Taking advantage of Shang Hou's obstructed vision by the frost, Jun Xiongfei silently kicked out, aiming for Shang Hou's groin.

Cheng Zongyang shouted, "Watch out! He's kicking!"

Jun Xiongfei's cloudy eyes rolled back, and he reached into the condensed frost. An ice spike leaped out, shooting towards Cheng Zongyang's throat.

Cheng Zongyang drew the precious sword he had bought for three hundred copper coins, forcefully blocking the ice spike.

The ice spike shattered with a crash, and Cheng Zongyang felt a sweet taste in his throat, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Cheng Zongyang, protected by his inner energy, didn't feel it, but the blood he spat out froze into a block of ice before it even hit the ground, demonstrating the extreme cold of the surrounding air.

He coughed up blood, and the flow of energy in his meridians eased slightly. Suddenly, Jun Xiongfei's strange eyes rolled back, and he roared, "Boy! I'll kill you first!"

Cheng Zongyang broke out in a cold sweat, hastily drawing another steel knife, his elbows positioned forward and backward to firmly guard his vital points.

Jun Xiongfei's withered hand struck heavily towards Cheng Zongyang's chest. Cheng Zongyang quickly parried with his two knives, but Jun Xiongfei had used a feint. Halfway through the strike, he suddenly changed direction, gripping the hilt of a sword at his waist and drawing it to slash at Shang Hou's neck.

"You've been using this old trick of feinting to the east while attacking in the west for decades, aren't you tired of it?"

Shang Hou scoffed, his figure flashing as he darted towards Jun Xiongfei with lightning speed, scattering a cloud of crimson powder with a flick of his wrist.

Upon contact with air, the powder intensified in color, followed by a chilling cry that sent shivers down one's spine. The crimson powder began to solidify into a strange, infant-like shape, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Crimson Infant Powder? You old scoundrel Shang! You actually used hundreds of infants as a catalyst to refine this deadly poison!"

Jun Xiongfei retreated in horror, simultaneously striking the powder away with his palm and shrieking a warning.

Shang Hou sneered, "Old man Jun, you've really overestimated yourself this time."

Jun Xiongfei's shriek was barely out of his mouth before it bounced back, as a barrier had been placed around them, completely isolating their voices. His face grew increasingly grim, and suddenly he clenched his fist and slammed it into his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The crimson powder, upon contact with the blood, sizzled as if burned by a raging fire, then vanished without a trace.

The old man's face was a mess of colors, like a paint shop had been opened, a mixture of green, red, white, and yellow. His hands trembled as he roared, "Fake?"

Shang Hou chuckled, "A little rouge, why would you need to use your Blood Refining Technique? Old man, you've wasted your true energy this time, you've really lost out."

The old man roared, "Azure Jade Shattering Hand!"

Suddenly, a large, bony hand emerged from the night sky, grabbing towards Shang Hou with a demonic aura. Shang Hou's body lurched slightly, his feet firmly planted on the ground. Then, he pointed a finger, striking the palm of the giant hand. Compared to the size of the giant hand, Shang Hou's withered finger was like an ant's foot. Yet, this ant-like finger not only blocked the giant hand's immense pressure but also had the strength to counterattack.

"More than ten years have passed, and Old man, you haven't made any progress,"

Shang Hou said. "Now, I'm afraid you wouldn't even rank in the top five of the Yaochi Sect."

As he spoke, the giant hand shattered. Jun Xiongfei, tricked by Shanghou into using his Blood Refining Technique, had exhausted his true energy and was already at his limit. Now, even his trump card was easily neutralized by Shanghou. Knowing he was no match, Jun Xiongfei immediately leaped up and rushed towards the weakest point of the barrier at the top.

However, Shanghou was faster. Just as Jun Xiongfei touched the sky, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck as a hand gripped him.

Jun Xiongfei was terrified and cried out, "Shanghou, no—" With a "crack," Shanghou snapped Jun Xiongfei's neck and then smashed his skull to pieces.

Jun Xiongfei crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Cheng Zongyang could only understand less than half of their exchange, but it was obvious that the old man Shanghou was from the Black Demon Sea, while the old man surnamed Jun had abandoned martial arts to fight with magic; it would be strange if he didn't lose badly. Now, he'd even lost his life.

Marquis Shang opened his palm and sneered, "A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your treasure before me?"

Jun Xiongfei's head was completely shattered, and a glimmer of light danced between Marquis Shang's bleeding fingers, but could not escape his palm. Only the old man's shrill voice rang out, "Shang Zhenyu! You dare—ah!"

Marquis Shang flicked his two fingers, erasing the wisp of remnant soul, and then it floated down. "Eunuch Qin has no good intentions; I'm afraid half the town knows I'm here. There's no time to lose; let's head to the Taiquan Ancient Formation."

Cheng Zongyang felt the Life and Death Root in his dantian absorbing the dense death energy around him like a giant whale, bringing waves of nausea. He rubbed his stomach and frowned, saying, "You old man have quite a few enemies, don't you? Just mentioning your name can attract them to your door?"

Marquis Shang sighed, "Only a mediocre person doesn't attract envy."

"Wait a minute, let me spit this out first. Your boasting is making me uncomfortable."

Cheng Zongyang actually spat, then straightened up. "He's from the Yaochi Sect?"

Shanghou nodded, sizing him up as he asked, "Little Cheng, what kind of kung fu have you been practicing this time?"

Cheng Zongyang replied irritably, "Damn it. Didn't you say that further cultivation wasn't good and that I should refine my true essence?"

Shanghou asked in astonishment, "Have you been practicing it?" Cheng

Zongyang said awkwardly, "The art of the bedroom isn't working, is it?"

"Nonsense! The art of the bedroom isn't something you can just practice casually!"

Shanghou said coldly, "My current cultivation level is entirely due to my virginity as a foundation, without losing a single trace of true yang, that's why I've made such progress!"

"Oh, you're just bragging. A virgin, my foot. If you're a virgin, then I'm a virgin! Besides, who hasn't been a virgin? If I said my cultivation level was also built on the foundation of my virginity, would you believe me?"

“Little Chengzi,”

Shanghou said earnestly, “half-baked bedroom arts are useless; you should stick to the proper path.”

Cheng Zongyang sneered, "You're just jealous!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Shang Hou's expression immediately fell, and he covered his embarrassment with a fit of coughing. ...

"I found out,"

Xiao Yaoyi said, "The people staying upstairs are from the Yaochi Sect. There are seven people in total: one elder, five disciples, and one with a somewhat special identity, said to be Feng Qiong Fairy Zhu Yin, one of the three fairies of the Yaochi Sect."

"What are they doing at the Taiquan Ancient Formation?"

"Even the waiter at the counter doesn't know, where am I supposed to find out?"

Xiao Yaoyi said, "But I heard they were packing their luggage just now, they're probably going to Taiquan tonight too."

"What about the people from the Liangzhou Alliance?"

"I haven't seen them."

"Liangzhou Alliance? I know them!"

Xu Junfang said, "They have too many people, so they've set up camp near the Taiquan Ancient Formation. We'll see them soon."

Cheng Zongyang turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "Second Master, you'd better be careful."

Wu Erlang said nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of? Do you think they'd dare to come knocking on our door for a sheep?"

Cheng Zongyang said, "I'm not afraid of them coming knocking, I'm just afraid Second Master's trick will be exposed, and we'll lose face all the way to Liangzhou."

Wu Erlang said, "Once Second Master marries the clan leader, we'll hide in the Southern Wilderness for the rest of our lives! Who dares to bite me?"

Xiao Yaoyi said, "Second Master, if I were Clan Leader Su Li, I'd hang myself right now! To avoid the embarrassment of marrying you."

Wu Erlang said smugly, "You don't know anything! The clan leader just likes Second Master's style!"

“Ugh…you shameless bastard…let Master Xiao throw up for a while first…”

Xu Junfang asked, “Where’s Old Man Zhu?”

Cheng Zongyang didn’t want to mention that Old Man Zhu had just been seen by Qin Han and revealed his whereabouts, so he only said, “I heard there are a lot of people coming today, so he went to find a spot in the Taiquan Ancient Formation first.”

Qifeng Courtyard was only a little over two miles away from the Taiquan Ancient Formation. With Xu Junfang, a local expert, leading the way, everyone didn’t even need to carry torches and made it smoothly.

Cheng Zongyang lagged behind, took Xiao Zi’s soft hand, and whispered, “Judging from the Yaochi Sect’s appearance, they’re going to enter Taiquan tonight too. I don’t object to you having Amber, but it’s best not to cause any deaths.”

Xiao Zi’s lips curved into a beautiful arc, “I know, kind person.”

Chapter Six

As they approached the Taiquan Ancient Formation, Cheng Zongyang gradually felt an indescribable aura. The place in front of him seemed both incredibly familiar and incredibly strange.

The entire Taiquan Ancient Formation was circular, with hundreds of huge rocks scattered irregularly over a range of several hundred feet, forming an uneven formation. The rocks, weathered over countless years, were mostly eroded, but the remaining parts still required looking up to barely see their tops.

Seeing the dense crowd ahead, Cheng Zongyang's mouth dropped open. "Is this a market day?"

In just one day, hundreds of people had flooded into the town, most of them setting up tents near the Taiquan Ancient Formation, just like the Liangzhou Alliance, making the once desolate Canglan Town unusually lively.

Wu Erlang looked around, "Where is the entrance?"

Xu Junfang said, "The Taiquan Ancient Formation is the abode of ancient immortals. The formation is extremely mysterious. There are entrances between the two rocks. It's easy to get in, but difficult to get out."

Cheng Zongyang asked, "Is the entrance to each entrance different?"

Xu Junfang praised, "Young master is insightful! That's right! Even if two entrances are adjacent, the places inside can be worlds apart."

Cheng Zongyang crossed his arms and thought for a long time, "Since the entrance to each entrance is different, even if there are hundreds of entrances, you should be familiar with them by now, right?"

Xu Junfang smiled bitterly, "That's why the Taiquan Ancient Formation is so mysterious. The Taiquan Ancient Formation opens once every five days, and the positions of these entrances change each time it opens. No one can say for sure where they will end up."

Nearly a hundred people had gathered around the rock formation. At a glance, many of them were powerful individuals. Although there were many people, they could not hear much. They maintained a certain distance from each other, each on guard, quietly waiting for the moment when the ancient formation would open.

Cheng Zongyang asked, "Are there usually this many people?"

Xu Junfang shook his head vigorously, "Usually, seven or eight a month is considered good. I've lived in Canglan for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen so many people. Huh? Who brought all the horses in?"

Cheng Zongyang looked up and saw a group of strong and sturdy men in the distance, including the Liangzhou Alliance, including the Iron Horse Hall. At the front was a beautiful woman with colorful ribbons wrapped around her arms, who was now staring coldly at the Taiquan Ancient Formation.

Xiao Yaoyi laughed, "Wu Er, that seems to be an old acquaintance you haven't met before. I didn't expect it to be a woman... Huh? Where's Wu Er?"

Wu Er shrank back and disappeared.

Except for Xu Junfang, everyone else had tricked the other party into eating mutton, so even the thickest skin was too embarrassed to meet face to face. Before the other party noticed, they quickly turned back.

On the other side of the boulder, there were only two people, a pair of beautiful women. The two women, with their silver hair tied in white jade crowns and dressed in jet-black leather, looked identical in appearance and attire—truly a pair of striking twin sisters. Xiao Yaoyi couldn't help but glance at them a few more times.

The two women were currently side-by-side, their beautiful eyes fixed on the gate, oblivious to their surroundings, seemingly focused on something within the formation that they desperately wanted to obtain.

"The world is indeed full of wonders,"

Xiao Yaoyi said excitedly. "These sisters are not only identical in appearance, but also incredibly beautiful. Brother Saint… wait? Where is Brother Saint?"

This time, it was Cheng Zongyang's turn to disappear without a trace. Wu Er and the little fox hadn't seen these sisters before, but they were old acquaintances—Long Chen's assassins, the twin beauties Yu Baiying and Yu Ziwei! He hadn't expected them to be here too.

After getting out of the two women's sight, Cheng Zongyang emerged, saying with a serious expression, "Something's not right."

Xiao Yaoyi asked, "What's wrong?"

"First, the number of people is suspicious, and second, there are too many women leading them."

Cheng Zongyang whispered, "Usually, one in ten groups is led by women, but right now there are four or five groups led by women."

Wu Erlang also quietly emerged at this moment, pursing his lips and saying, "Women leading, nothing good."

Hearing Xuexue roar in Xiao Zi's arms, Wu Erlang quickly said, "Girl, I wasn't talking about you!"

Xiao Zi laughed, "Then you were talking about Sister Su Li?"

Wu Erlang lowered his voice and said, "Girl, if you let Second Master go, Second Master will be indebted to you, and Second Master will definitely repay you later..."

Xiao Yaoyi looked around and asked Cheng Zongyang in surprise, "Are there that many?"

As he spoke, a storm of iron hooves sounded behind them, and then a group of men escorting a woman rushed over. The men wore sheepskin robes, one shoulder bare, their hair shaved, and many still had pierced ears. They were fierce in bearing, especially their horses, which were almost a head taller than the Iron Horse Hall's steeds. Although they outnumbered the Liangzhou Alliance by half, their imposing presence was far superior.

Xiao Yaoyi's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression. He said softly, "They're Hu people."

Cheng Zongyang asked curiously, "How did they manage to cross the Six Dynasties and reach Canglan?"

"Most likely they came by sea, rounding off from Qingzhou,"

Xiao Yaoyi said. "This is going to be interesting."

Seeing the murderous intent surging in the little fox's eyes, Cheng Zongyang nudged him, "Stop causing trouble!"

The woman at the head of the cavalry wore a veil, revealing only her eyes. Her gaze swept over Cheng Zongyang and Wu Er, then settled on Xiao Yaoyi. She raised her delicate eyebrows, making no attempt to hide her disdain for this spoiled brat.

Xiao Yaoyi's murderous aura receded like a tide, and he smiled sweetly, becoming like an innocent little white rabbit—the toothless kind, except that he mimicked the woman's gesture, raising his eyebrows—the flirtatious intent obvious even to a blind man.

The young woman's beautiful eyes flashed with anger. She reined in her horse, ready to cause trouble for this lecherous man. Cheng Zongyang quickly pulled the little fox aside, lest he get into a fight before even entering the Taiquan Ancient Formation.

Rounding another giant rock, they heard Old Zhu's voice, "I'm not bragging, but I've walked through this place at least eight hundred, if not a thousand! When I was your age, every time I came here, I was carrying a bag of gold on one side and a bag of silver on the other!"

Old Zhu squatted by the rock, his hands clasped together. Several young men listened to his boasting with laughter. One of them patted his head, "Old man, you're just bragging. A bag of gold—could you even carry that?"

Old Zhu retorted, "I was very strong when I was young."

The young men laughed, "This old man really knows how to brag."

Cheng Zongyang recognized them as disciples of the Yaochi Sect and couldn't help but grin inwardly. If those guys knew that the old man still had their elder's blood on his hands, they'd probably be scared out of their wits.

Someone called out from afar, "The time is almost up! The fairy said she won't wait for Elder Yao anymore, let's go in first!"

The young men responded and quickly left.

Cheng Zongyang went over and said, "Old man, what are you chatting with them about?"

Old Zhu blew his nose. "I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"I don't want to hear either. I'll suffocate you!"

"Well, I have good news for you,"

Old Zhu smiled mysteriously, "Yue Pengju is inside Taiquan."

Before Cheng Zongyang could speak, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the ancient Taiquan formation beneath his feet seemed to start spinning. ...

Under the sunlight, the thin mist gradually dissipated, revealing a meadow covered in dew.

Wu Erlang sat on the grass, shaking his head vigorously, and was the first to exclaim, "What the hell! In the middle of the night, where did the sun come from!"

Xiao Yaoyi ignored the strange phenomena around him, tugging at Old Zhu's sleeve and saying, "General Yue is in the Taiquan Ancient Formation? Who said that!"

Xu Junfang, looking confident, said eloquently, "The Taiquan Ancient Formation is also known as the Otherworld, where the sun and moon reside. Young Master Cheng, this is the first level of the Taiquan Ancient Formation."

Cheng Zongyang sat on the ground, his mouth wide open, staring at a steel monster beside him.

The grass beneath their feet was not soil, but a grid of cement bricks, with lush green grass sprouting from the gaps, a verdant sight.

The steel monster beside them had a dark black shell, two enormous eyes the size of iron pots, a high-bridged nose with spiral blades in its nostrils. Its large body lay on the ground, without legs, but with two rows of wheel-like objects beneath it.

Wu Erlang leaned closer, "What is this thing?"

Xu Junfang said, "This is the shed shell of the peerless demon beast of the Taiquan Ancient Formation: the Nine Heavens Mystic Beast. It's hollow inside. This kind of beast is several zhang long, incredibly strong, and can live for a thousand years. I once saw one; when it shed its shell, the sound was like thunder, and the world changed color..."

Cheng Zongyang interrupted his rambling, "This is a car."

Although it was vastly different from the car he remembered, Cheng Zongyang still recognized it as a car at a glance. It was twice the size of a normal car, and it didn't have four wheels, but eight. Nevertheless, it was still a genuine car.

"A car?"

Wu Erlang said, "Can this thing even breathe?"

Xiao Yaoyi asked, "Where are we right now?"

Xu Junfang, who had just been interrupted and was feeling embarrassed, perked up immediately upon hearing this and blurted out, "Of course, we're at the lair of the Nine Heavens Mystic Beasts! The guardians here are not only fierce and domineering, but they also value the beast shells as if they were their own lives. Once, a sixth-level expert coveted these shells and was surrounded and attacked by dozens of guardians, dying from exhaustion. His condition was quite tragic."

Seeing that everyone was engrossed in listening, Xu Junfang smiled with satisfaction and said gently, "However, with my River Diagram protecting you, even if you encounter the guardians, it won't matter. As long as you don't touch these shells..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Erlang couldn't resist touching one, and Xu Junfang cried out, "Master Wu! You absolutely mustn't touch this!"

As soon as Wu Erlang's hand touched it, a piercing shriek immediately rang out from inside the car. Then a distant siren wailed, rushing towards them.

Xu Junfang shouted, "Run! The guards here are invincible!"

Cheng Zongyang yelled, "Wu Er! Lift the rear wheel!"

Wu Erlang slipped to the back of the car, used his arms to lift the rear wheel about a foot.

The siren stopped abruptly, and several tall metal objects came into view. They were humanoid machines, their silver-white shells gleaming in the sunlight, their two red eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

As the mechanical guards drew closer, everyone held their breath. Suddenly, Xuexue barked loudly, and everyone, including Cheng Zongyang, felt their hearts leap into their throats, wishing they had stewed the little dog before coming in.

By this time, the car siren had stopped, and the mechanical guards seemed oblivious to Xuexue's barking, brushing past them without a ripple and disappearing at the other end of the parking lot.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Junfang was beaming. "What did I say? With my talisman, we're impervious to all evil within the formation!"

Cheng Zongyang circled the vehicle. The nearly tall door had no handle marks, so he simply drew his long sword and slammed it heavily against the glass. With his current cultivation level, this strike could cut half a foot into rock, yet the seemingly thin glass only cracked slightly.

Cheng Zongyang made several more strikes, smashing a fist-sized hole in the glass. Then, he reached in and pushed, and the heavy door slid open effortlessly.

The interior was sparsely decorated, but the seats were the best he had ever seen. The creamy white leather was soft and supple, sitting on it felt like being embraced by a beautiful, naked woman—incredibly comfortable.

Xuexue peeked out from Xiao Zi's arms, curiously examining the car. Xiao Zi stroked Xue Xue's face, blinking her eyes. Cheng Zongyang noticed her gaze and shook his head, saying, "It's not quite the same as what I've seen before."

The car had a driver's seat, steering wheel, gearshift, and dashboard—everything he'd seen before—but it was much larger, almost like a motorhome, though the internal structure was clearly that of a sedan.

When Cheng Zongyang pried open the protective panel under the steering wheel, the familiar electrical circuits made him breathe a sigh of relief. Apart from the size and appearance, this car seemed essentially no different from any other vehicle he'd ever seen.

Everyone watched Cheng Zongyang's actions with curiosity. Suddenly, Wu Erlang shouted, "It's lit! It's lit!"

A projection appeared on the previously empty dashboard, outlining various shapes and marks with a soft white light—the characters were symbols Cheng Zongyang had never seen before, but the numbers on the dashboard were the familiar Arabic numerals.

Cheng Zongyang rested one hand on the steering wheel, closed his eyes, and thought for a while before suddenly saying, "Old man, you said General Yue is inside the Taiquan Ancient Formation?"

Old Zhu said, "It was said by the Yaochi Sect, and it's spread everywhere now. However, there are various versions of the story. Some say they saw Yue Pengju, the Martial King, in the Taiquan Ancient Formation, and that he hid in the formation for over ten years. Others say he's not actually here, but will appear in the formation in the next two months. Still others say what they saw in the formation was actually his grave, and that he's long dead."

Xiao Yaoyi said with a straight face, "How come we haven't heard anything about this?"

Xiao Zi said, "Because the news spread from the north."

Her words were like a wake-up call. This time, the forces that came were from the Northern Three Dynasties and Qingzhou, and even some nomadic tribes from beyond the Great Wall. The Jin and Song dynasties hadn't heard a word about it, so the source of the news could only be from north to south.

Cheng Zongyang patted his head, feeling a bit of a headache. "This is troublesome."

Wu Erlang asked, "What do you mean? Who are these people?"

"Who are these people who risked their lives to find Commander Yue at the Taiquan Ancient Formation just because they heard the news? Do you even need to ask?"

Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but complain, "Little fox, I have to say, your Commander Yue is too arrogant! This is only the first wave and he's already sent hundreds of people. How many enemies has he made?"

Xiao Yaoyi ignored his complaints and said with shining eyes, "It seems I made the right choice this time. I'm going to explore Taiquan carefully!"

Xu Junfang advised, "Young Master Xiao, Taiquan is no small place. The first level alone is twice the size of Canglan Town. It will take several months to find it all."

Xiao Yaoyi glanced around and memorized the location. He said, "Brother Xu, you said this is the den of the Nine Heavens Mystic Beast?" Before

Xu Junfang could answer, Cheng Zongyang said, "It's a parking lot."

Cheng Zongyang gripped the steering wheel, a peculiar expression on his face. As far as the eye could see, the open space was filled with all sorts of vehicles, stretching as far as the eye could see. Despite the passage of time, these vehicles looked as if they had just been parked there, without a trace of age.

Cheng Zongyang felt a mixture of relief and disappointment. When he first saw the high-voltage transformer in Old Zhu's hand, he had speculated that the Taiquan Ancient Array might be a relic of his era. But facing a truly deserted city, Cheng Zongyang found it hard to imagine himself remaining unmoved by everything that had become a thing of the past.

Now, sitting in a car that was both familiar and unfamiliar, Cheng Zongyang could finally relax, knowing that his era had not been destroyed. Just as the Six Dynasties he had witnessed were a distorted history, the Taiquan Ancient Array presented a distorted future. This city contained no familiar people or events, only some seemingly surreal, anachronistic objects. His

long-held expectations vanished, and his long-held anxieties disappeared as well. Cheng Zongyang relaxed completely, no longer plagued by worries, finally able to explore this unknown world from an observer's perspective.

"Whether Yue Shuai's news is true or false is still unclear. The most important thing right now is to find the Crimson Sun Sacred Fruit."

Cheng Zongyang said, "Old Zhu, where did you pick up that light bulb and the high-voltage transformer?"

Old Zhu took off one shoe, muttered a few words in his hands, threw it on the ground, and then pointed in the direction of the shoe tip, "Over there!"

Four of the five people next to him turned pale, only Xu Junfang was surprised and delighted, "Mr. Zhu's divination skills have a great connection with me. May I ask which master taught you?"

Old Zhu was so happy that he wiped his nose, "Are you also a shoe-throwing school? Left foot or right foot?"

Cheng Zongyang ignored the nonsense of the two big swindlers and shouted, "Get in the car! I'll take everyone for a ride!"

As he spoke, he opened the front door of the car, "You brat, you sit here!"

Xiao Zi carried Xuexue into the car, and then everyone rushed in.

Xu Junfang said, "This chair is really soft. Young Master Cheng, can we take one back with us when we leave?"

Xiao Yaoyi said, "Wu Er! Move your butt over there! Your butt is as big as the three of us!"

Wu Er said, "What are we going to do? Can this thing fly?"

Old Zhu said, "I've flown before! That time I flew dozens of miles with Little Cheng..."

Cheng Zongyang shifted gears and stepped on the gas, and the shouts of the crowd stopped abruptly.

Although he didn't recognize the symbols on the dashboard, from the smooth and quick acceleration, Cheng Zongyang realized that the vehicle did not use gasoline as fuel, but was closer to electric power. The maneuverability of such a large vehicle far exceeded his expectations. The vehicle seemed to glide through the parking lot like it was on water, and the ride was exceptionally smooth. If it weren't for the broken window letting in air, there would be no noise inside the car.

For over a year, his primary mode of transportation had been walking. His most luxurious mode of transport was a horse-drawn carriage lacking even proper shock absorption, making Cheng Zongyang deeply nostalgic for the bicycles he used to ride—a car was something he never even dared to dream of.

Now, driving a massive sedan, facing a straight, wide road, and with only his car on it—compared to reality, his dreams seemed utterly pathetic.

Wu Er gripped Cheng Zongyang's seat tightly, panting, "This thing can actually move?"

Xiao Yaoyi craned his neck, staring ahead, "It's fast! Brother Saint!"

Xu Junfang leaned heavily against his seat, his face pale, "Too...too fast..."

Old Zhu peered out the window,

exclaiming, "Oh my! Oh my!"

As soon as the car drove out of the parking lot, Xu Junfang suddenly shouted, "Oh no! This is an extremely ominous place!"

Cheng Zongyang stared at the straight road in front of him, astonished, and asked, "Ominous place? What's so ominous about it?"

Xu Junfang said, "It's a naturally cursed place, barren of everything—those who enter Taiquan must avoid these ominous places, or they will surely suffer the consequences!"

Cheng Zongyang shifted gears and accelerated, saying, "Did your master say that?"

Xu Junfang looked slightly embarrassed and quickly said, "My master, Master Guigu, did mention that it's all nonsense, but since everyone says so, I'm just reminding you, young master."

The entire road looked brand new, as if it had just been built, but it was completely empty of vehicles, like a giant dragon stretching to the horizon.

"Hold on tight!"

Cheng Zongyang slammed on the gas pedal, and the car suddenly accelerated. Everyone leaned back, letting out a gasp. After a moment, they came to their senses and crowded to the windows, pressing their faces against the glass to look outside.

"That's strange, it's pitch black from the outside in, but bright and clear from the inside out."

"It's tinted with window tint, for sun protection."

Xu Junfang glanced at it and quickly closed his eyes. "Too...too fast...I'm getting dizzy just looking at it..."

"Don't close your eyes, look ahead, otherwise you'll get even more carsick."

Xu Junfang opened his eyes but then closed them tightly again. "No! I can't breathe..."

Cheng Zongyang found a button, and the window slid down half a foot, a strong gust of wind rushed into the car.

Xiao Yaoyi excitedly stretched his hand out of the car, feeling the air rushing past his fingers. "This is much faster than Marco! Brother Sage, let's move this thing back!"

"Sure. You build a cement road from Jiangzhou to Canglan first, then I'll drive you back."

Xiao Yaoyi exclaimed, "Are you kidding me? Build a cement road from Jiangzhou to Canglan? Even if the entire Six Dynasties were filled with cement cellars, it wouldn't be enough!"

Xiao Zi's beautiful eyes flashed with excitement. "Take it apart piece by piece, transport it to Jiangzhou, and then put it back together, okay?"

Cheng Zongyang was startled. "No way! Taking it apart is easy, but putting it back together, I don't have that ability!"

Xiao Zi wrinkled her nose. "Boss Cheng, you're so useless."

Cheng Zongyang chuckled, "I said I wouldn't, and I won't—it's no use trying to provoke me."

A group of riders flashed by on the roadside. The man on horseback looked back and immediately cried out, "Nine Heavens Mystic Beast! Let's go!"

Xiao Yaoyi laughed heartily, and Wu Erlang whistled arrogantly, almost causing the men who noticed people in the carriage to fall off their horses.

The scenery outside the carriage rushed by. As far as the eye could see, besides the wide, flat highway, there were only dense forests beside the road. Occasionally, there were a few houses, but they had already been looted by treasure hunters, even the bricks and stones were taken away, leaving only unrecognizable ruins.

Judging from the surrounding signs, Cheng Zongyang guessed that the first formation of the so-called Taiquan Ancient Formation was likely the gateway to and from the city. Although it was vast, it was mainly composed of large areas of green space, and the truly valuable residential and commercial areas were probably on the lower levels.

Cheng Zongyang wasted no more time and asked, "Where is the entrance to the second level?"

"Just go straight along the ominous path,"

Xu Junfang's complexion improved considerably as the cool breeze blew through the open car window. "From the Nine Heavens Mystic Beast's den to the Dragon Cave leading to the second level, it's about a half-day's journey. That Dragon Cave is nearly twenty miles long; it takes half a day to walk there with a torch, and it's extremely dangerous..."

As he spoke, his mouth suddenly opened into an "O" shape, and he stared dumbfounded at the huge tunnel entrance ahead.

"Mr. Xu, is this the place?"

Xu Junfang was almost dumbfounded. "How...how...how could it be so fast..."

"A half-day's journey is at most sixty or seventy li,"

Cheng Zongyang glanced at the dashboard. "I'm almost at two hundred miles per hour now, sixty or seventy li is nothing."

Xu Junfang exclaimed, "No wonder the ancients said that the Nine Heavens Mystic Beast could travel a thousand li a day, it's true! The ancients were right!" Cheng Zongyang joked

, "Didn't the ancients tell you what the Nine Heavens Mystic Beast eats?"

"You've come to the right person!"

Xu Junfang said, "My master, Master Guigu, once said that when the Nine Heavens Mystic Beast is looking for food, it needs to dig hundreds of feet into the ground and swallow the oil in the underground stones."

Cheng Zongyang's smile froze on his face. Although Xu Junfang's words were unreliable, they mentioned the two most crucial words. Could it be that the Master Guigu he mentioned also had a similar experience to himself?

Cheng Zongyang didn't dare to speed in the tunnel. He slowed down slightly, then turned on the headlights, and the monster-like giant vehicle roared into the tunnel.

The tunnel seemed endless, its bright headlights illuminating various reflective markings, and occasionally, scattered bones could be seen along the way.

Several men were making their way through the dark cavern with torches. Suddenly, a roar came from behind, followed by two blinding beams of light. The men hurriedly covered their eyes, panicked, and fled to the side, shouting, "Wind! Get out of here!"

A vehicle traveling at nearly 100 kilometers per hour swept past with a gust of wind, extinguishing their torches. In the blink of an eye, the vehicle had already gone dozens of meters, leaving the group of terrified men staring at each other, wondering what monster they had just encountered.

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