bestfiction Chapter 286 The Folk Customs of Southern Xinjiang are Simple and Honest
Chapter 286 The Folk Customs of Southern Xinjiang are Simple and Honest
The ancient road of Jianmen Pass.
The most treacherous road in the Great Jin Dynasty.
Ordinary people need to climb countless mountains and carefully pass through narrow gaps, as a slight mistake can lead to falling into an abyss.
This place is also the gateway to the southern border. The most powerful members of the Great Jin Qinglin Guard are stationed in the mountains and forests opposite the ancient road.
However, for martial artists, the danger here is not so terrifying.
Ye Kang stepped on the branches and leaves, easily leaping to the top of the peak, overlooking the land in front of him.
Majestic and magnificent, the legendary Ten Thousand Mountains are layered with verdant peaks, and ancient trees nearly a thousand meters tall form giant city walls.
Compared to the deep valleys of Tiannan, the primeval forests here are denser and longer. The only difference is that this place is not wild.
Looking to the left front, Ye Kang could vaguely see a pure black city, densely populated.
He strode forward, as an oxcart struggled along the ancient road.
The ox pulling the cart was already exhausted, and two hunched old men were pushing the cart from behind with all their might, seemingly trying to use their meager strength to make the ox walk faster.
Naturally, Ye Kang stepped forward and pushed the oxcart with one hand, saving the ox all its effort.
The two old men's faces lit up with joy.
"Thank you, sir. You are a good man!"
"It's nothing, just a small favor. Anyone would have helped if they saw it."
“Sir, you can’t say that. You are a kind person, and kind people are very rare here.”
"Really? No wonder you resort to this method to gain sympathy."
Ye Kang smiled slightly, but his words made the two old men feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"My lord... what do you mean by that?"
Ye Kang didn't say much, but instead focused his mind and unleashed a Hundred Flowers Sword Finger that sliced horizontally.
An old man's left hand was severed with a snap, and he still clutched a poisoned plum blossom dart in his severed hand.
The sudden turn of events left the two old men with no room for complacency, and they charged at Ye Kang without hesitation.
Their expressions were ruthless and bloodthirsty, showing no trace of the fatigue of a middle-aged man, but rather exuding a powerful ninth-grade aura!
Ye Kang continued pushing the oxcart without turning around, unleashing all of his Hundred Flowers Sword Finger techniques, and the pink sky instantly pierced into their bodies.
In an instant, the two old men turned into a bloody mist.
【Ding】
[Two initial-stage ninth-rank experts killed, reward 800 Comprehension]
better than nothing.
Ye Kang was a little annoyed, so he casually lifted the oxcart and flipped it over.
The ox was thrown to the ground by a tremendous force, and a cold light suddenly shot out from under its belly.
There is a third killer.
He hid under the ox's belly and used martial arts techniques that Ye Kang couldn't understand to merge himself with the ox.
Ye Kang stretched out two fingers, pinched the incoming short sword, and used his immense physical strength to deflect it along the blade.
The sword blade shattered into dust. The assassin managed to release the sword in time, but was still thrown away by a tremendous force.
Ye Kang took a slow step, and although he wasn't moving fast, he arrived in front of the assassin in an instant. He grabbed the assassin's throat with one hand and stared at him with cold eyes.
"Who sent you?"
He felt utterly speechless.
Why do these people think they can avoid my senses with a martial art that conceals one's breath?
The other person was already pale with fright, but still opened their mouth and spat out a small, long nail.
Ye Kang tilted his head to avoid it, and at the same time, a wisp of demonic fire leaped from his fingertip into the other person's mouth.
The demonic fire entered his body, and the assassin's eyes immediately bulged out.
"Aaaaaah! It hurts! It hurts!"
Ye Kang released his grip, and the assassin fell to the ground, immediately curling up and struggling, his entire body's true energy frantically resisting the demonic fire.
But the more fiercely he resisted, the slower the demonic fire burned, and the greater his suffering became.
With a thought, Ye Kang unleashed countless strands of demonic fire, which coursed through the assassin's meridians, burning away his true energy with unstoppable force and spreading pain throughout his body.
"It's okay if it hurts, I can play with you all day long."
Ye Kang smiled slightly, quite confident in his methods.
These assassins are clearly well-trained killers who rarely speak, but perhaps it's just because they haven't experienced real torture.
Sure enough, as the demonic fire raged, the assassin felt his internal organs slowly cooking over.
He finally couldn't help but shout, "Liu Xinsi! Lord of Blackstone City!"
"Where is he."
"The City Lord's Mansion!"
"Thank you."
Ye Kang strode over the mass of black ash beneath his feet.
He unleashed the Six Void Heavenly Steps and headed straight for Blackstone City.
Unexpectedly, he encountered an assassination attempt as soon as he set foot on the Jian Ge Ancient Road, before even entering the Southern Frontier Gate.
Southern Xinjiang is indeed a place where people are simple and honest.
This time, Ye Kang did not change his identity. Instead, he put on his black robe and walked into Blackstone City with dignity.
Since it is an imperial tour, it is natural to make some noise, otherwise His Majesty will think that he has not done anything.
As he entered the city, countless spies secretly withdrew.
Ye Kang took all these actions into account and headed towards the city lord's mansion without making a sound.
Most of the pedestrians on the street looked pale and thin, clearly indicating that life was not easy for ordinary people here.
He had only gone halfway when a thin beggar suddenly crawled up in front of him.
"Uncle, please be kind."
The broken bowl was raised, and a barely perceptible sound entered Ye Kang's ears.
"Lord Ye, I am Qinglin Scout. There are top-notch experts lying in ambush at the City Lord's Mansion. Leave immediately!"
Ye Kang glanced at the beggar.
Even he considered someone at the ninth rank of the Extreme Realm to be a top expert, so it could only be Sheng Lian.
Ye Kang hesitated slightly.
Seeing this, the beggar breathed a sigh of relief and continued to transmit his voice, "If you don't go in, they won't dare to kill you openly. Come with me, I'll take you to see the commander."
Ye Kang didn't answer, but grabbed the beggar by the collar and lifted him up.
"Are you afraid of death?"
The beggar looked bewildered, seemingly not expecting the other person to ask such a question.
He shook his head without hesitation: "I'm not afraid!"
"I'm quite scared."
Ye Kang smiled and continued walking forward.
"Therefore, I cannot allow a grandmaster to ambush me from the shadows."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure leaped a hundred meters and disappeared into the street.
The beggar was dumbfounded.
Where did this lunatic come from?!
I told you there's a Lotus Realm, why did you still go there to die?!
He hesitated for a moment, then rushed over immediately. He had to at least try; he couldn't let the imperial envoy die like that.
Ye Kang, however, didn't think that much about it.
Even if he has the Lotus Realm and the Six Void Heavenly Steps, he can still run away if he can't win.
Moreover, he has more than one trump card in his hand. If he is afraid before the battle even begins, how can he make progress?
Ye Kang arrived at the city lord's mansion as if no one else was there, only to find the gates open and no guards present.
It seems they were waiting for me, knowing those assassins would definitely fail.
Without giving it much thought, he calmly walked in.
Immediately, a figure landed and guarded the gate.
Ye Kang turned around and saw a hideous man, three meters tall and as strong as an elephant, with his arms crossed, staring at him.
Ye Kang seemed to be deep in thought as he continued forward. Along the way, he encountered more and more martial artists of different types, who held the various intersections tightly.
Ye Kang couldn't help but sigh.
As expected of Southern Xinjiang, the experts here are like a wholesale market.