70: Chapter 70: A Chance Encounter (Seeking Recommendation Votes) 70: Chapter 70: A Chance Encounter (Seeking Recommendation Votes) Boom!
The earth collapsed as Bai Ziyue’s figure darted like lightning.
The long blade in his hand emitted a dazzling glow at this moment.
A hint of ferocity appeared on the face of the third bandit of the five.
His entire power was infused into the blade, and he charged directly forward.
“A mantis trying to stop a cart!”
Bai Ziyue’s expression remained unchanged.
On the pitch-black long blade, sword aura seemed to gather.
Eighteen Linked Blades!
A full eighteen powers were forged into one, making this blade dazzling to the extreme.
The third bandit’s body stilled, and the long blade in his hand broke into two and collapsed on the ground.
A trace of confusion appeared on his face, as if he was wondering why he was unharmed.
Suddenly, endless pain hit him, and then his vision went black as he completely lost consciousness.
Only then did his head tumble from his body, and from the bowl-sized gaping wound, blood sprayed out at least a meter high.
“The Five Directions Alchemy Technique Secret Scripture really was on him.”
Bai Ziyue crouched down and searched the third bandit’s body.
He quickly pulled out a finger-thick book from his bosom.
The large characters of the Five Directions Alchemy Technique were clearly visible on the book.
Aside from this Alchemy Secret Scripture, Bai Ziyue did not gain much else, only a few pieces of silver, which he casually pocketed.
Then, he took off the other’s outer garment and wrapped the severed head directly before turning around.
Even before pursuing them, Bai Ziyue had seen that unless something unexpected happened, with the strength of Tong Zhan and Qin Shaoping, taking care of the remaining three bandits wouldn’t be difficult.
*Thus, he did not have the intention to rush back quickly, instead seeming somewhat leisurely.*
The environment here was indeed nice, with lush woods below the cliff near the stronghold.
Because it was near the riverbank, there were also thorn flowers growing.
It was the season for thorn flowers to blossom, and butterflies danced among the open flowers, making it quite beautiful.
Seeing this scene, Bai Ziyue couldn’t help but lean in somewhat closer.
“Water Immortal, have you gathered all the items I asked you to buy?
You know, these things are indispensable for my martial uncle.
If anything goes wrong, even if you hide in the reed marsh, I can level your Water Stronghold.”
“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dare mess up Immortal Master Zhang’s affairs.
Besides, this is a big deal for me.
As long as this deal goes through, I can enjoy life comfortably in town, so I will certainly be attentive.
However, these things are tricky, and I need to deal with many aspects to get a little of it, so I need a little more time.”
A pair of voices in conversation suddenly emerged from atop the river.
Bai Ziyue’s expression changed, and he immediately crouched down.
Through the gaps between the thorn flowers and the grass by the shore, Bai Ziyue quickly saw a fat Daoist in a green Daoist robe standing on a small boat with a skinny man in his thirties or forties.
Isn’t he the unfortunate water bandit robbed by Liu the Sixth three years ago?
The source of my Fifth Rank Golden Body cultivation is precisely his?
I didn’t expect to encounter him here.*
*But the other one…”*
Bai Ziyue mused to himself, his pupils suddenly contracting as he instantly recognized the other person’s identity.
The big disciple of Daoist Wutong, Daoist Zhang Yuchang.
Even though the last meeting was three years ago when guarding Yang Zhengling’s father’s birthday, his memory was good, and the other had hardly changed in the past three years.
He naturally recognized him.
*”However, given Zhang Yuchang’s status, how could he be involved with a water bandit leader like the Water Immortal?”*
Bai Ziyue frowned in shock.
To him, the relationship between the two was almost unrelated.
Since Wu Hao’s demise, Zhang Yuchang was Daoist Wutong’s only disciple, and with Daoist Wutong’s status in Qinghe Town, Zhang Yuchang had no need to interact with the Water Immortal whatsoever.
No matter what item it was, if he wanted it, many people would naturally be eager to help him obtain it.
Bai Ziyue couldn’t help but listen carefully, trying to catch more information.
However, it seemed their conversation was about to end, and all Bai Ziyue heard was Zhang Yuchang saying, “Just know it, I will give you another month, and you must deliver the item by then, or else…”
The Water Immortal nodded quickly.
With a cold snort, Zhang Yuchang stretched his body, stepping rapidly on the water as if crossing a river on a reed, traversing several dozen meters, then lightly floating to the treetop on the shore, possessing a truly ethereal presence.
“He is indeed worthy of being an immortal cultivator.
Such skills are unmatched by any Martial Artist.”
Watching Zhang Yuchang’s swift departure enviously, the Water Immortal sighed, propelling his boat to slice through the river surface like an arrow toward the distance.
Bai Ziyue hesitated for a moment as he watched them separate, but he did not reveal himself.
The Water Immortal’s strength was tolerable, cultivating the Fifth Rank Golden Body, but its deficiency only afforded him the power of External Forging of Tendons and Bones.
However, Zhang Yuchang, by Bai Ziyue’s estimate, absolutely possessed Third and Fourth Layers of Qi Cultivation, for which Bai Ziyue had no assurance.
*”That mentioned martial uncle earlier, who exactly is he?
What is the item he intends to obtain from the Water Immortal?”*
Bai Ziyue appeared puzzled.
This was the second time he had heard of this so-called martial uncle.
Bai Ziyue initially thought Wu Hao and Zhang Yuchang’s martial uncle wasn’t someone from around Qinghe Town, considering his current status.
He had a general understanding of the immortal cultivators within Qinghe Town in terms of number and strength.
According to his knowledge, besides Daoist Wutong’s master and disciple, Qinghe Town had only four immortal cultivators.
The other two comprised Immortal Master Zhou Hee from the government, collaborating with Yang Zhengling’s guards, whose strength was presumed not weak.
Bai Ziyue guessed they should at least hold the Fourth Layer of Qi Cultivation, perhaps even to the Fifth Layer.
The other was Old Master Liu from the local Liu Family in Qinghe Town, whose strength was weaker, reportedly incapable of casting any magic, merely possessing spiritual power as a casual cultivator.
Additionally, Bai Ziyue could include himself.
Although his magic skills were sparse, totaling only two, his authentic Third Layer of Qi Cultivation within the Immortal Realm was enough to command respect from anyone who heard.
*”However, neither Immortal Master Zhou Hee nor Old Master Liu could possibly be Zhang Yuchang’s martial uncle, or Daoist Wutong’s younger brother.*
*Evidently, an immortal cultivator is hidden near Qinghe Town.”*
Bai Ziyue had already formed a judgment.
He harbored no intention of probing why the other was hiding, because after all, he kept his own immortal cultivation affair under wraps.
But whatever the Water Immortal obtained on behalf of the other must be of great importance, possibly even something forbidden.