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Having said that, Black Knight walked straight out of the Crown Prince's residence, leaving Yan Dan watching his departing figure with a deep gaze...
Chapter 112 Black Knight Battles Yanfei
Six-Fingered Black Knight gripped Mo Mei tightly, following the remnants of Yin-Yang magic, and traversed the streets and alleys of Jicheng.
He knew that Dongjun's target from the very beginning was him. Dao Zhi would most likely be alright before he arrived. Whether Dao Zhi would be alright after he arrived depended on the outcome of his confrontation with Dongjun...
Six-Fingered Black Knight arrived in the North District, while at the same time, Lu Wei, along with Cai Hu and Tie Wen, observed the bustling forging process of the Casting Masters at their headquarters in the South District.
The location of the casting house is quite simple. After entering through the gate, there is a spacious courtyard, which is divided into different work areas, with a roaring furnace.
Most of the seven or eight burly men, who were shirtless, didn't even notice the three of them coming in. Occasionally, two of them would see them while hammering iron, but they were too busy with their work to greet them.
Lu Wei took a standard iron sword from the weapon rack next to him, felt its weight, and then swung it around to thrust it. He nodded in approval.
"This is a sword commissioned by Luqiu Pavilion to be made for a farmer's disciple, and it is also the last business we are doing."
Cai Hu gently patted Tie Wen's palm, and then, belatedly realizing what was happening, he stepped forward to explain to the hall master:
"A total of one hundred have been completed, seventy-five of them have been finished, and the rest will be forged within this month."
Lu Wei then took down another iron sword with the same hilt, and through gesturing and sensing, he could tell that it was significantly different from the previous one.
Although the quality of the swords all met the standards, and for ordinary disciples of the farming family, using them wouldn't significantly affect their swordsmanship. However, this small example reveals the underlying reasons. Due to various factors such as the times, even in a mature sword-making technique like this, the differences are already apparent. Mechanical beasts, being far more complex creations, would certainly be even more difficult to control and standardize.
Back in Dazeshan, I need to get Lü Qing to set up the assembly line production system...
...
Six-Fingered Black Knight meandered left and right until he entered a deserted alley. In the bustling city of Ji, such a desolate street was a rare sight.
The candlelight in the red lanterns that were hung up last night has gone out. The doors and windows of every household on the street are tightly locked, and the place is deserted. Many of the houses look dilapidated and have been uninhabited for a long time, battered by wind and rain.
It was a street of extinction, because for various reasons, several families had died out. Even those who were still alive felt that the place was unlucky and moved away.
The Yin-Yang technique ends here, indicating that Dongjun (the Lord of the East) is hiding Daozhi (the Robber Zhi) in a house somewhere on this street.
The black-clad figure moved silently through the middle of the street, his eyes scanning left and right beneath his black robe, trying to find any houses whose doors had been disturbed recently.
In a pitch-black room, Yan Fei continued to use the Yin-Yang Probing Technique on the unconscious Dao Zhi, but as she probed, her face darkened.
In the dream, Dao Zhi had already 'escaped,' but instead of going to the Mo family stronghold to find Six-Fingered Black Knight or to the Crown Prince's mansion to find Yan Dan, he came to a brothel and casino.
Soon, he was surrounded by beautiful women, and in front of him were loudly gamblers, making quite a racket...
As for the erotic thoughts that Dao Zhi had in his mind, those were things that couldn't be mentioned at all.
Yan Fei's expression remained cold and unchanging. She intensified the power of her Yin-Yang technique. Dao Zhi, who was in the brothel, felt dizzy. The various women around him and the gambling table in front of him spun and disappeared. When he opened his eyes again for what seemed like the umpteenth time, he was back in the dark hut, his whole body wrapped in strips of cloth, hanging upside down from the roof beam.
He managed to tear open the cloth strip and escape from the hut. Dao Zhi's mind was blank. This time, the brothel and casino he had been trying to visit last time had been completely removed from Jicheng, leaving only an empty space.
Looking at the entire city, one is surprised to find that large areas of the vast city of Ji are simply empty spaces...
Dao Zhi hummed a little tune, unperturbed by the disappearance of the brothel and gambling den. He turned and headed in another direction, where the three-story Luqiu Pavilion suddenly appeared in his sight...
Yan Fei watched as Dao Zhi did not enter the building with the sign "Lu Qiu Ge" but instead went to sit on the eaves of the pavilion. Suddenly, he picked up four or five tiles and threw them casually, making a loud shattering sound.
He chuckled and threw away four or five more tiles.
With a crashing sound, a young man rushed out of the pavilion and onto the roof, baring his teeth and claws as he grappled with Dao Zhi. Unfortunately, the young man was weak and was quickly knocked to the ground and kicked off the roof by Dao Zhi.
Seeing the young man's face clearly, and realizing that he was not a disciple of the Mo family and did not use Mo family internal energy, Yan Fei calmly pressed down with her palm, and Dao Zhi returned to the dark hut, hanging upside down.
After he escaped this time, the 'Luqiu Pavilion' was also erased...
"Run away, struggle!"
Yanfei is very patient. She is still young and has a lifetime left to carry out the bloodiest revenge.
"When all the unimportant parts of your memory are erased, what remains is naturally what I want!"
Having developed the Yin-Yang Illusion Technique to this point, she understood that the Mo family thief had guessed her situation and was using immense perseverance and wisdom to pull her back and forth, but the outcome was irreversible...
"Hmm? They're here?"
Before the new round of illusions began, Yanfei sensed unusual activity outside; the Six-Fingered Black Knight had arrived.
She slowly stopped casting Yin-Yang magic, stood up, and looked towards the door.
The timing was perfect. The instant Yan Fei completed her action, the door was flung open with a loud bang by the internal energy. The Black Knight, his sword already drawn, stood at the doorway, silently surveying the interior.
"Are you the only one?"
Yan Fei emerged from a deeper room, leaving the door open, thus exposing Dao Zhi's unconscious state to Black Knight:
"You should bring Yan Dan to exchange for this thief."
"Even the Eastern Lord of the Yin-Yang School is so obsessed with so-called love?" The Six-Fingered Black Knight shook his head, standing outside the door, his face obscured by his black hat as he stared at the woman before him: "Such behavior is unbecoming of your status as the Eastern Lord."
"I have no identity! Now all I have left is a burning flame of revenge!"
Yan Fei turned around, her back to Hei Xia, and said fiercely, "If you don't want this Mo family disciple to die, hand Yan Dan over to me!"
"Is that so..." The six-fingered black-clad swordsman lowered the brim of his hat, turned his right hand and swung his ink-brow sword at a ghostly speed towards Yan Fei.
Upon hearing the sound of Mo Mei's eyebrows piercing the air, Yan Fei's reaction was a triumphant glint in her eyes...
After visiting the Zhu family's residence, Lu Wei went to the Cai family's residence, which belonged to Ji Ran.
Upon entering, Cai Hu gave his servant a look, and soon, a golden sword was presented to him.
"The Ji family is overjoyed that the Hall Master has graced our humble land with his presence. We would be honored to present him with a golden sword, and we hope that he will not refuse it."
Upon receiving the golden sword, Cai Hu immediately knelt on one knee before Hall Master Lu, raising the sword above his head with both hands and speaking respectfully.
Lu Wei has never been one to stand on ceremony.
He picked up the golden sword, drew it, and from the scabbard to the hilt and the blade, everything gleamed with gold.
This sword is probably not very practical, or even practical at all. The overall color is also a bit tacky, but the lord likes this gift.
"Ji Ran's family did a good job."
After accepting the golden sword, Lu Wei used his inner energy to lift Cai Hu and strode into the mansion.
Cai Hu quickly followed beside Master Lu, explaining the Ji family's situation in detail...
At the north gate of Jicheng, three people were crammed into a small carriage.
They tossed a piece of gold to the gatekeepers, and they were allowed into the city without being inspected.
"The music of Yan is both grand and stirring, yet chilling to the bone. It's not surprising that a musician like you would be born here."
A man with dark blue hair lifted the curtain, glanced at the streets of Jicheng, and chuckled as he spoke to a much younger, handsome man in a green robe beside him. The handsome man shook his head, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes:
"I have a special feeling for music because I have received guidance from kind people like Brother Kuang Xiu."
"Hey you two, you've been talking about music for years, can you please stop talking about it now!"
The third man, sitting on the outermost edge, had his arms hanging down on his knees, his palms outstretched, and he spoke with a complaining tone.
Although he also loves music, it's just a hobby, and he'd get tired of talking about it every day.
These three were Kuang Xiu, Gao Jianli, and Jing Ke, who had escaped from the Qin state. They went to find materials to repair the strings of the Haozhong zither along the way, but finally chose to come to Ji City.
This is partly because the Mohist school has expanded its influence in the Yan region in the past two years. The leader, Six-Fingered Black Knight, is himself operating in the Yan region, so Jing Ke, as a disciple of the Mohist school, naturally wanted to join in the fun.
On the other hand, Gao Jianli was a native of Yan, and returning to Yan was like going home. Moreover, he wanted to show the repaired Hao Zhongqin to Lu Wei, who had given him the qin, and apologize to him in person.
Since both friends had reasons to go to the State of Yan, Kuang Xiu would not refuse.
Should we go to the Mohist school first or the peasant school first?
"Of course it's the Mohists!" Jing Ke blurted out. "If we're going to apologize to the peasants, we should at least offer something in return. We're penniless right now, we can't go to that Lu...Wei guy's place empty-handed!"
"Brother Lu is indifferent to gold and silver, and is a kind and generous hero of the martial arts world. He doesn't care about gifts, but as visitors, we really can't be impolite."
Gao Jianli nodded slowly, agreeing to Jing Ke's suggestion.
"Haha, once we arrive at the Mo Clan's stronghold, I will take you to see the Grand Master and hold the ceremony for joining the Mo Clan!"
Jing Ke suddenly sat cross-legged, his legs tucked in, and said seriously, "With your abilities, even if you've only just joined the Mohist school, you'll quickly find a place to use your skills."
"You haven't contacted the Mo family, so how are we supposed to find their location?" Kuang Xiu asked, puzzled.
"Well~" Jing Ke lay back down, crossing his legs: "In Ji City, there's a very famous figure who's a disciple of my Mohist school!"
Kuang Xiu and Gao Jianli stared at him silently, without saying a word.
"Sigh, how boring." Not hearing the straight man's question, Jing Ke turned his head, a glint of white in his eyes: "It's Prince Dan of Yan!"
"If we go to the Crown Prince's residence, we're sure to find the Mo family's stronghold."
...
In the pitch-black hut, although it was a duel between two top masters, they made very little noise this time.
Today, the Six-Fingered Black Knight's dark eyebrows and sword aura showed no mercy, forcing Yan Fei into a perilous situation. She was completely focused, but due to the prolonged use of Yin-Yang techniques against Dao Zhi since last night, her mental and internal energy had been greatly depleted.
Their palms met, and Black Knight remained standing, while Yan Fei was forced to retreat to the corner of the wall.
"How is that possible? You've clearly been struck by my curse..."
Yan Fei felt her blood surging in her chest, her pupils widening in shock as she stared at the Six-Fingered Black Knight, whose strength remained undiminished.
"The Six Souls Curse? I know you've already filled this room with Yin-Yang magic."
“Your target was me from the beginning. Yan Dan was just a trap to lure me in, but even so, I still stepped into it.”
Black Knight's voice was deep, without any hint of triumph: "You're just a little girl; you can't outsmart me."
"Is that so?" Yan Fei's expression turned even colder. She suppressed her internal injuries and charged forward again.
The red and blue Yin-Yang techniques were used together, clashing head-on with the jet-black ink-brow sword energy...
Soon, her Yin-Yang technique was slashed open by Mo Mei, and this time she was more seriously injured and forced back to her original position.
However, at this moment, Yan Fei calmed down, a flash of ferocity crossing her eyes: "You lied! You are still under the influence of my Six Soul Terror Curse, you are just suppressing the curse mark!"
"That's enough to kill you."
Black Knight was not alarmed by being exposed. He held up the Ink Eyebrow Sword, and even though he used part of his 'Universal Love' inner energy to suppress the fatal curse mark, it was still incredibly powerful.
This is the source of Six-Fingered Black Knight's confidence in the martial arts world for over forty years!
"That's right, you can kill me, but after you kill me, you will also die because you have used too much internal energy and can no longer suppress the Six Soul Terror Curse!"
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