FVN Chapter 24 Surrounded by wolves, the Four Heroes of Nanyang have arrived!
Chapter 24 Surrounded by wolves, the Four Heroes of Nanyang have arrived!
Chapter Title: The Blazing Blade, A Midnight Visit!
Upon hearing Yang Qian's order, Qian Si was first taken aback, then a terrifying glint flashed in his eyes.
He instantly understood his master's intention.
Mass grave!
That place was gloomy and secluded, perfect for murder and robbery.
The purpose of spreading the message there is to gather all those with ulterior motives in one place and let them fight like dogs!
Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!
"Master is wise!"
Qian Si sincerely admired him.
"The mass grave area has a complicated terrain, with mounds and rubble everywhere. Once a fight breaks out, no one can tell who's who. That way, our people can take advantage of the chaos..."
"No," Yang Qian shook his head, interrupting him.
"None of our people are allowed to go."
"what?"
Qian Si was stunned again.
"Master, this...this is such a good opportunity, shouldn't we seize it and grab some benefits?"
In his view, this was a golden opportunity.
Once those people are both severely wounded, they can go out and collect the heads, which will not only weaken these foreign forces but also allow them to seize a large amount of weapons and money.
"Is that all you've got?"
Yang Qian glanced at him indifferently.
Qian Si's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head:
"Your subordinate is dull-witted, please give me your instructions, Master."
"Those wandering martial artists are nothing but a rabble. Killing them won't bring us much benefit; on the contrary, it will expose us prematurely."
Yang Qian's voice carried a hint of instruction.
"Our target is the big fish."
"The Fiery Sect, the Raging Waves Gang, and those three mysterious disabled people... these are the real valuable prey."
"Stirring up the waters is just the first step. My goal is to make them beat the dogs' brains out of the mass grave. I want to see whose fangs are the sharpest and whose trump cards are the strongest."
"We'll wait until they've fought enough before we become the last ones to suffer the consequences."
Yang Qian's eyes gleamed with the calmness and wisdom of a hunter.
Qian Si listened with complete admiration, but a cold sweat broke out on his back.
He discovered that his master's cunning was a hundred times deeper than he had imagined.
He was not only scheming against those江湖人 (jianghu people), but also using them to select the most valuable "prey" for himself.
This method of manipulating everyone is simply terrifying!
"Understood!"
Qian Si kowtowed deeply.
"I'll take care of it right away! I guarantee this news will spread far and wide, and no one will find out it was us who leaked it!"
"Go."
Yang Qian waved his hand.
After Qian Si left, Yang Qian slowly let out a breath.
He walked to the window, and his gaze deepened as he looked at the cold, clear moon outside.
He knew that his plan was actually very risky.
If you go too far, you could easily get burned.
However, he had no other choice.
He desperately needs to tap into his potential!
Since he overspent 100 points last time, a debt status has appeared on his system panel.
Potential Points: 87 (-100)
This means that he must prioritize using the potential points he gains to pay off the 100-point debt.
The fifty points he obtained from exchanging for the "Heavenly Star Sword Technique," along with some miscellaneous gains from Lin Yichen's purse, were barely enough to pay off more than half of his debts.
He must acquire more potential points as soon as possible to improve his strength.
Otherwise, if that mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect came knocking on his door, he would really have no choice but to wait for death.
"Strength... In this world, only absolute strength is the foundation for survival."
Yang Qian clenched his fist.
……
Qian Si was very efficient.
In less than half an hour, the news that "someone has found traces of Lin Yichen in the mass grave" spread like wildfire throughout every corner of Qixia Town.
The entire town of Qixia was in an uproar.
Under the cover of night, countless wandering swordsmen quietly left the inns and restaurants, heading towards the mass grave on the west side of the town.
They all shared the same thought.
—Get your hands on the Earth-rank cultivation technique the moment it appears!
Tongfu Inn, Room No. 1 (Top Class).
Zhao Wuji, the Blazing Blade of the Blazing Fire Sect, listened to his subordinate's report and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face.
"A mass grave? Lin Yichen?"
He picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Only idiots would believe such nonsense."
The sinister-looking young man beside him, his junior brother Li Mu, echoed:
"The Lin Yichen that Senior Brother mentioned, who can kill a Grandmaster with a single sword strike, how could his whereabouts be discovered so easily? This is clearly someone stirring up trouble behind the scenes, trying to muddy the waters!"
"but……"
Li Mu abruptly changed the subject, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.
"Senior brother, whether this news is true or false, there's bound to be a fierce battle at the mass grave tonight. Should we... go and watch the excitement? Maybe we'll find something unexpected."
Zhao Wuji glanced at him and said calmly:
"Our master instructed us not to act rashly."
"But senior brother..." Li Mu wanted to persuade him again.
Just then, the door to the next room was pushed open, and Sun Xiaohong, the Red Serpent Fairy dressed in a fiery red dress, walked in gracefully.
"Senior brother, junior brother."
Her smile was captivating and alluring.
"With such a lively scene, how can we not join in the fun? Master only told us not to cause trouble, but he didn't say we couldn't go to see the play."
Her gaze swept across Zhao Wuji and Li Mu's faces, carrying a hint of subtle provocation.
Zhao Wuji looked at her, his brows furrowing slightly.
He had always disliked his junior sister.
Because she is too smart and too ambitious.
Moreover, relying on being her master's most favored disciple, she often didn't even respect him, her senior brother.
"Junior sister is right."
Zhao Wuji finally nodded.
"Since that's the case, let's go take a look. But remember this: you're only allowed to look, not touch. Before we understand the situation, anyone who dares to make a move will face my ruthlessness!"
"Okay, Senior Brother."
Sun Xiaohong chuckled and turned to walk downstairs.
Zhao Wuji and Li Mu exchanged a glance and followed.
……
Meanwhile, at the other end of the town, in a dilapidated inn.
Wei Cheng, the vice leader of the Raging Waves Gang and known as the River Rat, also received the same news.
He was a short, stout middle-aged man with a mustache and small eyes that always gleamed with shrewdness and calculation.
"A mass grave?"
He stroked his beard and chuckled.
"Interesting, very interesting."
"Vice Leader, this is clearly a trap!"
One of his trusted confidants said worriedly,
"Shouldn't we stay out of this mess?"
"trap?"
Wei Cheng said dismissively,
"It's more fun when it's a trap!"
"Fortune favors the bold! A level-one cultivation technique—this is a once-in-a-century opportunity! If I miss it, I'll regret it for the rest of my life!"
His eyes gleamed with the light of a crazed gambler.
"Pass down the order: tell the brothers to grab their weapons and follow me to the mass grave!"
"Remember, you all better be smart! We won't be the first to stick our necks out. We'll just follow behind those idiots and wait until they've done their job before we go out and pick up the scraps!"
"Yes, Vice Leader!"
……
The night grew deeper and deeper.
Qixia Town seemed to have become a ghost town.
Everyone was converging in the same direction.
The Li residence, study.
Yang Qian sat there quietly, closing his eyes to rest.
He did not go to the mass grave.
Because he knew that real big fish wouldn't take the bait so easily.
He is waiting.
He's waiting for someone, the person he truly wants to wait for.
"Knock knock knock".
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the study door.
"Who?"
Yang Qian opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.
There was no answer from outside the door.
Only a faint, lingering fragrance of a woman drifted in through the crack in the door.
Yang Qian's brows furrowed instantly.
He stood up, walked over, and suddenly flung open the door.
He saw a stunningly beautiful woman in a fiery red dress, with a captivating figure, leaning against the doorframe and smiling at him.
Her smile was beautiful and alluring, like a seductive enchantress.
She was also toying with a crimson soft sword, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, in her hand.
"The Red-Lian Fairy, Sun Xiaohong?"
Yang Qian's eyes narrowed.
He never expected that the people from the Blazing Fire Sect wouldn't go to the mass grave to join the fun, but instead... came to him!
"Giggle giggle..."
Sun Xiaohong let out a burst of silvery laughter.
"I've long heard that the newly appointed Chief Qian of Qixia Town is a decisive and ruthless young hero. Seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is indeed better than what I've heard. He's... much more handsome than I imagined."
Her gaze roamed over Yang Qian without restraint.
His eyes were filled with aggression, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
"You are that notorious bandit Qian Si?" she asked with great interest.
Yang Qian did not answer her question, but just looked at her coldly.
"What brings you here so late at night?"
"It's nothing serious."
Sun Xiaohong extended a jade-like finger and gently traced it across Yang Qian's chest.
"I'm just curious about you, sister."
"I'm very curious, where did you, a mere gang leader who hasn't even reached the Acquired Realm, get the audacity to kill Li Wei and then dare to stay in this Grandmaster's mansion?"
Her fingers appeared gentle, yet they contained a burning inner strength.
Yang Qian could sense that, if the other party so desired, that internal force could pierce through his heart at any time.
But he remained unfazed.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
He said it calmly.
"You don't know?" Sun Xiaohong's smile turned somewhat amused.
"You must recognize this, right?"
As she spoke, she suddenly pulled something out of her bosom.
It was a tattered, black token.
The token was engraved with a ferocious sword-shaped pattern.
The moment Yang Qian saw the token, his pupils constricted sharply!
He recognized the token!
Just a few hours ago, he had found an identical piece on the corpse of that Grandmaster named Lin Yichen!
—The token of the Heavenly Sword Sect!