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"Hehe, Your Excellency is indeed qualified to know my name. Listen carefully."
Nu Baiyujing, the owner of the January Tower, on the first day of the first lunar month.
We respectfully request that Your Excellency accept your fate!
"You damn woman, you're really slow. You killed him with one strike and still want to rush to Tianqi."
The March Pavilion was wiped out silently within Dongsang territory. Is this ostentatious display really not afraid that the world's number one expert will discover us?
A slightly impatient voice came from the nearby woods.
Lan Yuehou's heart sank. This person had been right next to him, and he hadn't even noticed.
Where did this force come from? Why have I never heard of it before?
"Zhang Buyi, have you gone too far? Don't forget who you are."
The man was of average build, but he was wearing a pair of blood-red gloves that looked to be made of unusual material.
This person is none other than Zhang Buyi, the Thousand-Faced Blood-Handed of the March Tower.
He had previously competed with this woman for the position of the head of the Zhengyue Tower, but lost to her by a single move, and he had always been resentful.
Zhang Buyi snorted coldly and casually cupped his hands in greeting: "Master, is that enough?"
"Hurry up! If you can't handle it, give me this head, and I'll give up the OP's position later."
"Pah! You dare to challenge me?"
"My lord, as you can see, it's not that I don't want to be affectionate with you, but this dog of a servant is urging us on. We don't have much time, so please, my lord, continue on your way."
Marquis Lanyue angrily said, "You seem to think you have me cornered. If you want my life, feel free to try."
Zhang Buyi let out a strange laugh and pounced forward, his entire body exuding a strong aura of blood.
"Lord Lanyue, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Don't come looking for us after you're dead."
Try my Thousand Demon Blood Hand!
"You wretched woman, keep watch, don't let him get away."
At Tang Family Fortress of the Tang Clan, the newly appointed patriarch, Tang Lianyue, is handling some affairs of the Tang Clan.
Being a proper old man is not an easy task.
As a renowned aristocratic family and sect in the world, the Tang Clan has many businesses.
After all, a family needs various resources to survive and practice martial arts.
In addition to these, there are also social interactions, external conquests, and the annexation of other smaller sects.
All of these things require the old master's attention.
Of course, he has many people assisting him, but the Tang Clan is currently in a state of turmoil, so he still needs to do everything personally.
Just then, there was a knock on the study door.
"Master, Tang Ze requests an audience."
Tang Lianyue put down the accounts she was working on, looked up, and leaned back slightly, finding a moment of relaxation.
"come in."
The door opened, and Tang Ze, carrying a tray, came over with a grin.
"Grandpa, this is a medicinal diet that I prepared myself. It can refresh your mind and help you relax. I know you've been working hard lately."
Tang Lianyue smiled and pointed at Tang Ze. This little guy has excellent aptitude. Among the younger generation, apart from Tang Lian, who has become the eldest disciple of Snow Moon City, this little guy has the best aptitude.
He's clever and resourceful; Tang Lianyue is already grooming him to be another Tang Lian, and who knows, he might even be able to take over his mantle in the future.
"Okay, I'll try it. You're so thoughtful."
The next moment, a sinister glint flashed in Tang Ze's eyes, and a dagger appeared in his hand. Taking advantage of Tang Lianyue's lowered head to drink soup, he directly stabbed it into Tang Lianyue's kidney.
Chapter 180 Snowmoon City Crisis
The dagger was only halfway in when it couldn't be pushed in any further.
Tang Lianyue snorted coldly and slammed the soup bowl in her hand directly onto Tang Ze's face.
He then slapped Tang Ze in the chest.
Tang Ze reacted swiftly, decisively abandoning the dagger and retreating, but Tang Lianyue was a top-notch expert after all, how could she let him go?
He lunged forward, unleashing a barrage of hidden weapons that seemed to appear out of nowhere.
Tang Ze had to concentrate all his attention on dodging.
Clang, clang, clang—all sorts of hidden weapons were scattered all over the ground.
Tang Ze had nowhere to avoid it, so he suddenly stopped, looking somewhat annoyed.
With a loud shout, a powerful aura erupted from Tang Ze. He then swung out a palm, and a golden palm grew in the wind, transforming into the size of a wall, blocking all the hidden weapons.
Tang Lianyue landed lightly on the opposite side, pulled the dagger out of her body with a backhand, glanced at it, and threw it on the ground.
"The Great Kasyapa Palm? You are not Tang Ze. Who are you, sir, that you dare to infiltrate the Tang Clan and assassinate me?"
What did you do to Tang Ze?
"Ha, Tang Clan, so what if you're so great?"
Don't worry, my target here is you. That little guy is too clever; he easily saw through my disguise. I had no choice but to use some tricks to make him sleep for a few days.
I'm curious, how did you figure me out?
Tang Lianyue was on high alert. In the brief exchange just now, this person's strength was definitely no less than hers.
Even so, this person still chose assassination, but who would come to kill him at this time?
It doesn't seem likely. The Dark River is now under the control of Su Muyu, and I heard that he is preparing to disband the Dark River so that its disciples can change their identities and live openly and do whatever they want.
The conflict between the Tang Clan and the Lei Clan is now irreconcilable. Regardless of what people in the martial arts world say, the Lei Clan is fully aware of what the Tang Clan did at the Lei Clan's Heroes' Banquet.
Neither Lei Qianhu, the leader of the Lei Sect, nor Lei Jianxian would ever do such a despicable thing.
But in the martial arts world today, apart from these two forces, where do all the masters come from?
“It’s not difficult to see through you. Tang Ze is now under my tutelage, and I personally train him. This kid never calls me ‘Grandpa’.”
"So that's how it is. If that's the case, why did you let me get close in the first place?"
"Only when you feel you have succeeded will you let your guard down and even feel smug."
That was also when you were least wary.
"Wonderful, as expected of Tang Lianyue. Unfortunately, my dagger is poisoned, highly poisonous."
Tang Lianyue said nonchalantly, "You should know that I, Tang Lianyue, am not weak when it comes to using poison."
"Really? Why don't you feel it again?"
Tang Lianyue frowned. She hadn't felt anything before, but now the wound felt tingly and numb, and her body suddenly felt weak.
His expression changed: "What kind of poison is this?"
"Oh, the Immortal's Intoxication, those who are affected don't even feel pain at first."
So, Mr. Tang, you'd better just get on your way.
"Wait, can you at least let me die knowing who you really are?"
"Ha, very well. Listen carefully, the person who will kill you is Baiyujing Siyuelou, April 1st."
However, the next moment, Tang Lianyue raised her hand, and a storm of pear blossoms rained down.
"I've been on guard against you!"
But after he had dodged the barrage of pear blossom needles, he discovered that Tang Lianyue had vanished without a trace.
"Damn it! Hmph, once you're poisoned by the Immortal's Intoxication, even immortals can't escape it. This isn't over yet!"
On the first day of the fourth lunar month, he leaped into the air and broke through the roof.
Countless hidden weapons flew towards him.
"The thief is here!"
On the first day of the fourth lunar month, upon hearing the shouts and cries from below, no matter where he appeared, a barrage of hidden weapons was immediately unleashed.
He finally felt the power of the number one school of hidden weapons.
"Damn it! They all deserve to die!"
However, he dared not linger. He endured several blows, then with a wave of his hand, he sent several Tang Clan disciples flying, broke through the encirclement, and fled at top speed.
Wenjia, a time-honored brand in Lingnan.
The little poisoner, Wenliang, rummaged through the corpses in front of him for a long time, stroking his chin in deep thought.
"How many is this? The third, or the fifth?"
Why can't it be the fourth one?
"Hey, that makes sense, so that's the fourth one."
"It's really strange that someone would brazenly infiltrate our Wen family compound. Don't they know this place is teeming with poison?"
"It's also possible that he thinks his poison skills are better than ours."
"Uncle-Master Wenliang, look, this person also has a tag on them. 'February.' What does that mean? Was he born in February? The previous ones had these too."
Wen Liang nodded: "Born in February? What you said makes some sense. Never mind, no matter what month they were born in, if they dare to sneak in, they definitely have bad intentions. Quickly drag them away and use them as experimental material for your senior master."
After the disciples dragged the person away, Wen Liang asked, puzzled, "Who exactly is it that's causing trouble for our Wen family?"
This is really a headache; I'll have to go ask the old man.
Inside Snow Moon City, Sikong Changfeng was furious when he saw the intelligence report delivered by Spider Shadow. He nearly smashed the table with a slap.
"How dare you!"
Within just a few days, caravans that had business dealings with our Snowmoon City were repeatedly ambushed and killed en route.
To this day, no one has been found out who did it.
"This is outrageous! Do they really think Snowmoon City is so easy to bully?"
Sikong Changfeng was naturally furious.
Previously, the Dark River launched an attack on Snow Moon City and sealed it off, but they had not received any news and almost became a laughing stock in the martial arts world.
Fortunately, Raimon proved his worth and thwarted a conspiracy against Snowmoon City.
But how long has it been?
Now they're being targeted again.
It's normal for feuds to happen in the martial arts world. Not everyone who cooperates with Snow Moon City is a good person, especially those who travel outside to do business.
They might even become bandits along the way, engaging in double-crossing or similar activities.
However, they transported the goods to Snowmoon City, maintaining its daily operations.
However, now that caravans are being killed one after another, it is clear that someone wants to cut off the supply of goods to Snowmoon City.
If this continues, it will likely become another disaster.
Moreover, those people only killed people and didn't take any supplies, so it's clearly not a case of double-crossing and robbery.
Fairy Luoxia came in from outside, carrying a stack of documents.
"Don't get angry yet, take a look at this."
Recently, several disciples who were expected to join our Snow Moon City and successfully ascend to the Heavenly Pavilion, about to comprehend the Heavenly Ladder, all died mysteriously in their residences.
I just went to check, but I couldn't find any injuries or the cause of death.
Clearly, someone is trying to destroy the very foundation of our Snowmoon City.
Nowadays, almost no one goes to attempt to ascend to the Heavenly Pavilion.
That was a truly vicious move!
Sikong Changfeng took a deep breath, his body swaying slightly. Fairy Luoxia supported him with some concern: "Are you alright?"