The Chronicles of the Rain-Covered Palace - Chapter 803: The Mysterious Woman

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For Li Shifang, the head of Yangwei Escort Agency, the largest escort agency in Sichuan and Shaanxi, to personally lead the shipment, the value of the goods would be at least a hundred thousand, if not a million. However, this shipment was an exception, because it consisted entirely of medicinal herbs—very common herbs like Rehmannia glutinosa and Coptis chinensis, which could be considered worthless. But in the disaster area, these herbs were more valuable than gold.
Recently, a snowstorm struck the Hubei and Hunan regions, followed by an epidemic. Some unscrupulous merchants took advantage of the situation to hoard medicine, leaving many disaster victims without access to medicine and left to die. To combat this despicable hoarding, several philanthropists raised funds to purchase a large quantity of medicinal herbs from Sichuan, hoping to alleviate this urgent crisis.
Unexpectedly, the once-flowing Yangtze River is now impassable due to a fierce dispute between two major gangs on the river, the Canal Gang and the Pai Sect, over the profits from the canal transport. Therefore, these benevolent individuals earnestly request Li Shifang to entrust this shipment to them. Although the Nu Jiao Gang is hailed as the largest underworld gang in the land, it has never ventured into the Yangtze River. Its prominence attracts unwanted attention, and it lives a carefree life in Dongting Lake. Zhu Yuanzhang can tolerate them, but if they were to extend their reach into the Yangtze, minor skirmishes would be tolerable, but if they were to make a large-scale operation, the imperial navy would likely be dispatched.
Li Shifang was known for his kindness and chivalry. Upon hearing the news, he not only refused to accept any money but also personally escorted the person along the south bank of the Yangtze River.
Winter had arrived, and the镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) had walked all day in the cold wind, looking like they were almost half dead.
Seeing this scene, Li Shifang felt heartbroken. After all, disaster relief was like putting out a fire, and his brothers who had gone through thick and thin with him followed him without complaint, traveling day and night.
"Brothers, let's rest here for a while. We'll continue our journey after the snowstorm passes."
He told his brothers to drive the car to the trees by the roadside, and everyone sat down on the ground with the car as the center.
Deputy Chief Escort Huang Yilong handed the water pouch to Li Shifang, looked at the road in the distance, and asked, "Brother, do you think she will follow us again?"
Li Shifang smiled and nodded.
About half an hour later, a snow-white figure slowly walked from where they had come from.
Li Shifang smiled again and patted Huang Yilong on the shoulder.
Not long after, a white figure entered. She was a very peculiar woman, dressed in white as snow, with eyes like water, yet carrying a faint chill, as if she could see through everything. Her ten fingers were slender, her skin like solidified cream, snow-white with a hint of pink, seemingly able to be squeezed for water. Her lips were a pair of crimson, and every movement seemed to dance. Her long hair reached her ankles. When she let her hair down, her black strands danced in the wind, emitting a fragrance that could attract butterflies. Her waist was slender, her limbs long and thin, and she had an ethereal, fairy-like quality.
The woman's eyebrows were lightly drawn, and her face was free of makeup, yet it still couldn't hide her stunning beauty. Her long, snow-white neck accentuated her delicate collarbones, and her slender figure highlighted her snow-white skin. She wore a pair of plain white shoes, and her beautiful eyes sparkled as she lightly stepped into the air.
Her skirt fluttered, like a pale butterfly that had lost its breath in the darkness. Her expression was indifferent, like a fairy who did not eat the food of the mortal world. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as ethereal and dazzling as fireworks. The woman always kept her head down, so that no one could see her face clearly. Of course, even if she raised her head, only a pair of clear eyes could be seen, because her face was covered by a veil.
Upon seeing the woman, many of the bodyguards sighed and pulled money from their pockets, stuffing it into the outstretched hands of the smiling men beside them. Ever since they first met this woman three days ago, she had been following them. Later, they realized that rather than following them, she was simply leisurely walking the same path as them.
After lowering their guard, although the woman didn't look like someone from the martial arts world, these people who had traveled all over the country didn't dare to approach her. The sword in her hand didn't seem to be just a pretty decoration.
Li Shifang became curious about the woman, because he noticed that every time they stopped at an inn, she would also check in, leaving early the next morning. After they set off again at dawn, they would soon overtake her, but whenever they stopped to rest, she would overtake them again, and this cycle would repeat itself. Many of the bodyguards secretly bet each day whether the woman would catch up with them again. Keep in mind, they were all riding horses, while the woman was on foot.
Suddenly, a sharp, piercing whistle rang out from the woods, and a group of armed men rushed out and surrounded them. The镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) instinctively drew their weapons and formed a circular formation to protect the镖车 (caravan).
"Friends, my truck is loaded with life-saving medicines for the disaster-stricken people in Huguang. Please let us pass for our sake. This is just a small token of my appreciation."
Li Shifang drew his thick-backed broadsword, held it behind his back with one hand, and took out two silver ingots from his pocket with his other hand, throwing them on the ground.
The strongmen parted to the sides, and a thin, withered man emerged.
"I have long heard of Chief Escort Li's generosity and chivalry. If it weren't for being entrusted by someone to take your head, I would like to drink and discuss heroes with the Chief Escort."
The sound of their voices, like two rusty iron plates rubbing against each other, made everyone present frown, and those with weaker skills had to cover their ears.
He looked to be in his early thirties, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face. His head was covered with a black cloth, and he had a bald chin without a beard, but his eyes were bright and piercing, radiating a fierce light.
The experienced Li Shifang suddenly remembered someone, also surnamed Yu. He broke out in a cold sweat, and his voice trembled slightly as he spoke.
"Could it be that you are Yu Shiyi Dao?"
Upon hearing the name "Yu Shiyi Dao," the bodyguards turned deathly pale, their expressions filled with terror.
Fortunately, Chu Jiangnan wasn't here, otherwise he would definitely have said, "Brother, I am Xiao Shiyi Lang!"
Anyone who's ever ventured into the martial world for even a couple of days has heard of this name. He's said to be ruthless and merciless, never leaving a survivor. His numerous heinous crimes have incited public outrage. However, his martial arts are exceptional; several attempts to capture him have resulted in either him escaping with his life or being wiped out by him. Finally, he even alarmed a senior figure in the martial world, who personally intervened. But this man was cunning and immediately vanished into hiding.
Unexpectedly encountering this person here today, Li Shifang knew that if he didn't fight with all his might, all of them would surely die. But as soon as they started fighting, he regretted that he spent too much time socializing and socializing, and too little time actually practicing his skills. After only a dozen or so rounds, he was already starting to falter.
Peeking around, he saw that apart from veteran bodyguards like Huang Yilong, the younger ones or those with poor skills were all lying on the ground covered in blood, their fates unknown.
"Master Li, it seems your skills are all hype, or have you wasted them all on your beautiful wife?"
Yu Shiyi sneered, while simultaneously tightening his grip on the knife.
His name was Yu Shiyidao (meaning "Eleven Knives"), not because he used eleven knives at once, but because he swung them at least eleven times, while others only needed to make one cut. He also liked to make eleven cuts on a person until they bled to death.
Li Shifang gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on. The reputation of the No. 1 Escort Agency in Sichuan and Shaanxi was not just for show; he also had some real skills. However, the opponent he encountered today was no pushover, and he suffered several more wounds in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest; his opponent had delivered a double blow, kicking him in the chest.
With a clang, the broadsword fell to the ground, and the man was thrown several feet away, unable to get up for a long time.
Yu Shiyi Dao slung his thin-bladed dagger over his shoulder, looked up at the sky, and burst into loud laughter. His unpleasant voice startled the crows waiting for food in the treetops, who had smelled the blood, and they took flight.
"Master Li, after I cut off your head, I will immediately rush to Chengdu to spend a wonderful night with your beautiful wife."
"You thief..."
Li Shifang struggled to get up and fight again, but as soon as he moved his body, a sharp pain, like being pricked by needles, spread throughout his body.
Looking around, he realized that none of his brothers from the escort agency were still standing.
Just as Yu Shiyi raised his knife, his vision blurred and a woman in white appeared out of nowhere, standing between him and Li Shifang, who was lying on the ground unable to move.
"you……"
He was startled and leaped back three zhang (approximately 10 meters) to take a closer look.
The woman looked to be no more than twenty years old, but her clear, cool eyes possessed the maturity and composure of someone in their thirties. Her face was obscured by a veil, but from her exposed eyes, one could see her beautiful, bright eyes, delicately arched eyebrows, and spring-like eyes. Her skin was smooth and lustrous like warm jade, and her silky black hair flowed freely down to her waist. Her slender figure and delicate waist made her even more charming and captivating.
He was certain that this woman was an absolute beauty, yet this ethereal woman exuded an unfathomable and chilling aura.
Yu Shiyi Dao dared not underestimate him and beckoned his capable assistant Xu Biao to step forward and test him.
Xu Biao was notorious in Hebei, known for his robbery and other heinous crimes. His chain whip was particularly dangerous, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.
He deftly swung the chain whip toward the woman's neck, but somehow, as the woman raised her sword to parry, the chain whip inexplicably rolled back, tightly binding his neck.
Before the force in his hand had dissipated, he had strangled himself to death.
The bandits were shocked. Among them, Xu Biao's skill was second only to the leader. He was killed in one move by his most prized martial art, "Snake Emerging from its Hole." If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe.
Money can corrupt people's hearts. Yu Shiyi Dao harbored evil intentions. Even if you are skilled in martial arts, you are only one person.
Those close to the woman saw the leader's menacing glint in his eyes and knew he intended to kill her. So they swarmed forward, each brandishing their weapons, hoping to put her to death.
As everyone knows, it takes twenty or thirty years of practice to master any truly profound martial art. This woman was only in her twenties. Even if she had started practicing from the womb, she would not be able to handle such a large group of people attacking her at the same time. Moreover, there were two or three experts in hidden weapons among them, waiting for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack from the outside.
However, to the surprise of Yu Shiyidao and the Yangwei Escort Agency, seventeen or eighteen people died tragically in the blink of an eye, and each of them died by their own weapons and martial arts, including those experts in hidden weapons.
With Yu Shiyi's keen eyesight, he could only roughly tell that this woman's kung fu was definitely not Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. As for what it was, he didn't know, because Dou Zhuan Xing Yi still required using one's own true energy to manipulate the opponent's strength. However, this woman's kung fu was above Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. It simply used the opponent's strength and used some unknown method to rebound it back with even more force.
He gasped, his hands gripping the knife handle now sweating profusely.
“Friend, why are you getting involved in this matter? If you can join forces with me, I will reward you handsomely.”
Seeing that the other party was unmoved by his offer of benefits, Yu Shiyi's sharp eyes flashed and a plan came to mind. "Since that's the case, then I'll give you face today and let these people go."
After saying that, he chuckled and walked towards the roadside, holding the dagger upside down.
Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Shiyi, stunned by the knife, lunged at Li Shifang, who was enduring the pain and checking on his brothers' injuries.

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