Chapter 61: Yanyue Sect

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Yanyue Sect

Arriving at the Demon Suppression Bureau today, Lu Yuan felt incredibly relaxed and happy.

Looking around, the number of people he couldn’t defeat had dwindled once again.

"Jianng Hongfei, let’s spar again," Lu Yuan proactively offered the invitation.

"Today, you are bound to lose!" Jianng Hongfei was a little excited. Yesterday, not only had his Bone Tempering progressed significantly, but after seeking guidance from his family elders, he had luckily triggered a minor epiphany. The realm of his Flood Dragon Fist had improved dramatically. Today, he was absolutely confident that he could beat Lu Yuan until he begged for mercy on his knees.

Lu Yuan was surprised, having no idea where Jianng Hongfei’s confidence came from. However, he still believed in the foundation of a Fourth-Grade Noble Family, so Jianng Hongfei must have made significant progress.

"Then shall we fight for two hundred taels again?"

"Two hundred taels?" Jianng Hongfei shook his head. "No, no. This time, I want five hundred taels!"

"Five hundred taels! Do you even have that much money?" Lu Yuan frowned slightly. The stakes were getting a bit high.

"Heh, you don’t need to worry about that." Jianng Hongfei pulled a stack of silver notes from his chest. This was almost his entire savings. Today, he was going to turn the tables and take back everything he had lost.

"Alright," Lu Yuan agreed. There was no reason not to accept. With his two major trump cards—the Undying Body and the Unyielding Will—there was no reason for him to lose.

"Bring it on." Jianng Hongfei immediately pounded his fists together and gestured for Lu Yuan to come at him. He was incredibly arrogant.

"Heh, take this!" Lu Yuan’s figure blurred as he threw a punch.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen minutes passed.

"Impossible! Impossible! How is this possible? How could this be?" Jianng Hongfei’s eyes were blank and hollow.

How did it turn out like this? His martial arts had greatly improved, yet he still couldn’t defeat Lu Yuan. It made no sense! How could Lu Yuan even compare to him? They had fought head-on in a straightforward clash, without any flashy tricks. It was purely based on cultivation, innate aptitude, and the mastery of fist techniques! It was all about raw strength, yet the result...

Had Lu Yuan’s martial arts also improved drastically, or had he been holding back before? The latter was unlikely, and the former was simply unimaginable.

"Thanks a lot." Lu Yuan picked up the silver notes and happily counted them. Not bad. A great harvest, indeed. He now had enough money for a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill.

His Cloud-Brushing Hand was at the perfection stage, and his mastery over Soft Force had reached its peak. If Jianng Hongfei struck him with full power, he could defuse ninety percent of it. Moreover, he still needed to undergo Bone Tempering. Jianng Hongfei’s great improvement in martial arts had significantly increased the benefits of Bone Tempering for him. Lu Yuan felt he wasn’t far from achieving major completion in Bone Tempering.

Jianng Hongfei’s gaze sharpened, his knuckles letting out a sharp CRACK as he clenched his fists. He was unwilling to accept this! He had to win it back! He absolutely had to win it back! He would earn it all back! However, he wouldn’t spar with Lu Yuan again for at least a month.

"Brother Lu, I admire you so much that I’m practically prostrating at your feet. I don’t even know what to say. Your martial arts are advancing by leaps and bounds, improving a thousand miles a day. How exactly do you do it?" Liu Zhi asked, full of envy and curiosity. If he could just borrow a few tips...

"There’s nothing special about it. Just bitter training," Lu Yuan said, spreading his hands. He truly didn’t have any secret methods; it was all thanks to the system.

"Oh," Liu Zhi sighed. Indeed, there were no shortcuts on the Martial Dao. He had also witnessed Lu Yuan’s daily hard work. It was just that some people improved by leaps and bounds through hard work, while others only saw minimal progress and meager results. Lu Yuan belonged to the former category, while he belonged to the latter.

"Squad Leader Chen." Lu Yuan walked over to Chen Qiang. Since there were no missions right now, Chen Qiang was also cultivating on the training grounds. After all, they were a newly formed squad and needed to build camaraderie. He also needed to guide and help his subordinates grow together.

"What’s up?" Squad Leader Chen asked.

"It’s like this." Lu Yuan gave Chen Qiang a brief rundown of what happened last night. Of course, he omitted his second uncle, only mentioning that he had been tracking cultists with his father, Lu Ming, and had then run into Ghost Fang.

"Ghost Fang!" Chen Qiang’s gaze sharpened. He had heard some rumors when he arrived this morning but didn’t know the exact details. To think that...

"Tell me about it in detail."

"Well, why don’t you go to the Government Office and ask my dad? I was hiding at the bottom of a well at the time," Lu Yuan said, a bit embarrassed.

"Hmm?" Chen Qiang gave Lu Yuan a surprised look. He didn’t believe Lu Yuan would actually hide in a well, but if they had encountered Ghost Fang, who was at the Seventh Grade Peak, it would be a different story. Under those circumstances, an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist would be nothing but a burden. Hiding was the best course of action.

"Alright, I’ll... Come with me."

"Yeah, sure," Lu Yuan nodded. He was the bridge. By going together, it would be easier for Chen Qiang and Old Lu to communicate.

Thus, Lu Yuan and Chen Qiang left the Demon Suppression Bureau and headed to the Zhen Office.

At this moment, Lu Ming had just returned with his men, transporting the corpses from the scene.

"These four were all killed by Chief Lu. Rumor has it that the third-rate wanted criminal, Ghost Fang, was also at the scene," Zhong Tao secretly reported to Yangg Lian.

"Him killing four Eighth-Grade Martial Artists isn’t a big deal, but the key is that he did it right under Ghost Fang’s nose. That’s a bit unreasonable. That Ghost Fang is an expert at the Seventh Grade Peak. What kind of ability does Lu Ming have to kill people right under Ghost Fang’s watchful eyes?" Yangg Lian said suspiciously.

"Are you saying..." Zhong Tao questioned.

"Lu Ming found those four but didn’t secure any hard evidence, yet he still engaged in a fierce battle. Ghost Fang is nothing more than a smokescreen he made up," Yangg Lian analyzed.

"But the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau also arrived last night and verified it. Would Chief Lu really dare to deceive the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau?" Zhong Tao couldn’t believe it.

"Why wouldn’t he dare? Lu Ming’s guts are much bigger than you imagine. He could just say they arrived late and Ghost Fang had already fled. What could the Demon Suppression Bureau do about it? Then he pulls some strings, mentioning that his son is also in the Demon Suppression Bureau, and easily glosses over the whole thing," Yangg Lian chuckled, shaking his head disdainfully.

Men died for wealth just as birds died for food. Chasing fame and fortune to elevate one’s martial arts realm—wasn’t that what life was all about? Could Lu Ming be an exception?

Hearing this, Zhong Tao couldn’t help but shrink his neck slightly. Was Chief Lu really that terrifying? Suddenly, he felt a bit afraid of Lu Ming.

"Worthless. Lu Ming isn’t completely lawless just yet. Come on, follow me out to look for clues." Yangg Lian stood up and left with Zhong Tao and his other subordinates.

When Lu Yuan and Chen Qiang arrived at the Government Office, Lu Ming was just with several people studying that Wood Puppet.

This belonged to the Qimen Skill. Its crafting technique and lethal power were quite extraordinary, making it quite valuable. And then there were those Thousand Entwined Silk Threads...

"Mr. Lu, the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau are here," someone quickly reported, giving him a heads-up.

"That’s Brother Yuan!"

"Brother Yuan!"

Soon, everyone saw him. Brother Yuan was a respectful title for Lu Yuan. Almost everyone here recognized him.

"Official business?" Lu Ming turned around and saw Chen Qiang and Lu Yuan walking over. He stood up.

"Dad, this is our Squad Leader, Chen Qiang. This is my dad, Lu Ming," Lu Yuan quickly introduced the two of them.

"Squad Leader Chen, a pleasure to meet you."

"Chief Lu, I’ve heard so much about you."

The two quickly became acquainted. They might not have known each other well before, but they had definitely heard of one another. After all, this area wasn’t large, and they essentially worked in overlapping jurisdictions. And now, they were working on the same case.

"This puppet is not simple." Chen Qiang’s gaze immediately fell upon the puppet.

"Yeah, it belongs to the Qimen lineage. It’s a Silk Puppet," Lu Ming nodded. In the martial world, besides the Martial Dao, there were also the Qimen and other unconventional sects. They all indirectly enhanced one’s strength through external objects and were not to be underestimated. A Silk Puppet was considered relatively low-level. On the higher end, there were War Soul Puppets that utilized Soul Fusion...

"It belongs to the Yanyue Sect."