Chapter 604: Chapter 9: Attack

“Are you saying, a Shadow Guard trained by the Quan family passed through the multiple defenses of the city, then used some Dao Technique to instantly trap two Iron Armor Guards, and swaggered up the Moonwatch Tower?”

Miss Zhen nodded slightly.

“It does seem that way for now.”

In front of Miss Zhen, a middle-aged werewolf sat behind a redwood carved table, his expression somewhat uncertain.

“The Quan family has such formidable Shadow Guards, how could they let Zicheng, that kid, roam in the wild.”

Miss Zhen shook her head, “Maybe there was an opportunity during this time. That Shadow Guard’s waist-long knife looks somewhat familiar to me, it seems to be my senior uncle’s saber.”

“Your senior uncle?”

The middle-aged werewolf raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. The other members of the Lu family didn’t know Miss Zhen’s identity, but as the Lu family head, he knew it very well.

Miss Zhen’s master was the Medical Saint Chong Jing, who had taught Zhen Guping, the famous Demon Doctor in Jianghu. But he had never heard that the Demon Doctor had a senior brother.

“My senior uncle doesn’t like being famous, so his reputation is not known in Jianghu.”

The Lu family head felt a bit of a headache, the situation was becoming more and more complicated.

First, the Quan family was annihilated, then the Peng family came knocking, and now a Shadow Guard of incredible strength appears, most likely backed by a disciple of the Medical Saint.

What conspiracy is hidden behind this? Which family is plotting for the Immortal Village Envoy position?

“Sigh, thank you Miss Zhen for the reminder. What does Miss suggest should be done with the Shadow Guard?”

“Just a part of my duty.” Miss Zhen nodded slightly, “Although the Quan family’s Young Master seems ordinary, he is quite lonely inside. This Shadow Guard is close to him, keeping him around will help maintain his stability.”

“In that case, let him stay.”

Miss Zhen didn’t say much more, she bowed slightly to the Lu family head and then left the study room.

Soon, the Quan family’s Young Master found that the meal, which used to be just one serving, suddenly became two servings.

“Looks like Miss Zhen has already told Uncle Lu about your situation,” the Young Master said as he looked at the extra meal.

Bai showed no reaction.

“He is Lu family’s physician, he would surely report my existence.”

“What do you think of Miss Zhen?”

“Very strong.”

“And then?”

“I’m sorry, Young Master, I don’t know much about Miss Zhen.”

The Young Master said somewhat helplessly, “Didn’t you notice that Miss Zhen is very beautiful?”

Bai was slightly dumbfounded. He always looked at people’s strength first and didn’t really pay attention to Miss Zhen’s appearance. Now recalling, Miss Zhen was indeed a beautiful woman. Her emerald green eyes, glossy hair, and elegant jawline all proved that she was an extremely beautiful woman.

“You are right, she is indeed very beautiful.”

Seeing Bai like a piece of wood, the Young Master sighed slightly disappointed, “Sigh, you are like a rock, no flower can be inserted.”

Bai said nothing. As a Shadow Guard, love and such had long been abandoned by him.

The narrative splits here.

While the Young Master and Bai were discussing Miss Zhen, this disciple of the Medical Saint was following a dark passage into the depths of the Mountain City of the Lu family.

Rumble…

With the sound of a mechanism, a stone door slowly descended, revealing a room illuminated brightly by Luminous Pearls.

Inside the room, there were several shelves, filled with jars and bottles. Among them were organs and viscera.

In the center of the room was a very smooth stone platform. Next to the stone platform was a table full of various surgical instruments glinting coldly.

As a disciple of the Medical Saint, Miss Zhen had been exposed to anatomy learning early on.

The Medical Saint’s practice emphasized truthfulness, and before drawing conclusions, they would carefully look for evidence. How many bones are in a human body, and what shape muscles are, these things had various explanations among past witch doctors.

Each explanation was quite reasonable.

But after the Medical Saint, these questions only had one unique answer.

At the end of the room, there was another wooden door. Miss Zhen headed towards the wooden door. After entering, an elderly voice suddenly spoke near her ear.

“What matter is so urgent?”

Miss Zhen looked towards the source of the voice, which was a twisted, non-human form of a huge mass of flesh, reclining on a large lounger.

“Master, Senior Uncle has entered the world.”

“Hmm?”

The mass of flesh’s voice sounded somewhat surprised.

“Senior Brother still hasn’t given up? Mortals can’t compete with Immortals.”

Miss Zhen shook her head slightly, “I don’t know what Senior Uncle has in mind, but today I encountered a samurai wielding Shura. Senior Uncle has achieved the Immortal Body, even if previously injured, he shouldn’t be disintegrating and becoming a soldier so soon. Perhaps he has seen something again.”

“He gave Shura to someone else?” The mass of flesh’s voice was somewhat surprised.

“Yes.”

“…The more I look, the less I understand him. Go bring the Heavenly Mirror. Since he’s entered the mortal world, he’s bound to look for us old guys. There should be his message on the Heavenly Mirror…”

The voice of the meat mass suddenly disappeared, and Miss Zhen’s face changed. She immediately took out a Golden Needle from the gourd at her waist.

The next moment, a chaotic energy wave erupted from within the meat mass, accompanied by a burst of minced flesh and thick liquid.

A barrier emerged in front of Miss Zhen, and she scattered the Golden Needle in her hand, which turned into specks of golden light and entered the meat mass’s body.

Golden patterns spread across the meat mass, stabilizing the energy erupting from its body.

“The intervals of chaos are getting shorter,” Miss Zhen mumbled to herself.

“If this continues, I’m afraid I’ll have to use the Golden Needle all day for suppression. Is this the cost of cultivating Dao Techniques?”

…

After arriving at the Lu Family, Bai’s life became much more comfortable.

Through the Lu Family, Richard gained sufficient understanding of the primitive Evolution Road of this world. Simply put, this world follows pure Physique Evolution, and the ‘Qi’ they cultivate is a special energy akin to Life Energy.

This energy is unremarkable for attack, but it’s top-notch for healing. So, this race that Richard named werewolf embarked on a path of pure Physique Evolution.

This path is more correct compared to other natives’ paths, but pure Physique Evolution is a difficult road.

Without a world large enough to provide a rich diversity of species, without predecessors discovering ways to fuse with other creatures’ bloodlines to enhance their own combat power, pure Physique Evolution’s combat power is not even as good as those on paths of pseudo-evolution like developing bloodlines and increasing energy.

Lacking means to utilize energy, the battlefield in this world is almost akin to that of mortals. The only difference is that the soldiers on the battlefield are a group of martial arts experts.

It is not until the Third Level that creatures in this world naturally grasp some means of energy application, which creates an enormous gap between the Third Level and the Second Level.

In this world ruled by ancient families, a Third Level creature can support a middle-grade family. If a Third Level creature also knows Dao techniques, it wouldn’t be impossible for them to support a top-grade family.

Once he understood the essence of this Evolution Road, Richard lost much of his interest. The Cultivation Technique of the Wild Beastmen is far superior in effect to the werewolves’ Cultivation Method.

But peaceful days are ultimately rare.

“Young Master, please try to go out as little as possible during this time,” Miss Zhen sternly spoke to the young master of the Quan family, after putting away the Golden Needle.

The young master put on his clothes and turned to look at Miss Zhen.

“Miss Zhen, has something happened?”

Miss Zhen nodded: “Regarding the Quan family’s affairs, the Family Head already has some clues. Behind this matter, it’s very likely that there are several ancient top-grade families involved. Moreover, our spies have discovered that recently, the number of wandering samurais in the city is unusually high. Among them, someone might be plotting against the Lu Family.”

“…I see. These people still refuse to let me go?”

Miss Zhen calmly said, “Young Master, your Bloodline is extraordinary. Even the Lu Family, some clan elders want to offer you as Elixir Materials. So, you must be prepared.”

The young master exhaled, his gaze becoming resolute.

“I will. Thank you, Miss Zhen, for reminding me.”

Miss Zhen smiled and gently patted the young master’s head.

“It’s my duty, Young Master. No need for further words.”

Turning to leave, the young master looked at Bai, who stood like a pillar nearby.

“Bai, these times will be hard for you.”

Bai knelt on one knee.

“It’s my duty, and I’m prepared to die a thousand deaths.”

A storm is brewing.

Although the townspeople of the suburb are unaware of the impending major event, they can clearly feel something amiss in the atmosphere of the suburb.

Samurais from other cities are entering the suburb in droves, and once unregulated wandering samurais are now all being jailed if lacking identification.

Under such circumstances, even the dullest townspeople hurry back home at sunset.

Once the sun sets, the entire suburb seems dead, with only samurais in black armor, ghost-like, prowling the streets.

In Mountain City, the Lu Family Head stood by the study window, overlooking the entire city. Beside him, several armor-clad samurais stood like iron, hard and murderously intent.

“Have you investigated the families behind this?” the Lu Family Head casually asked.

“The Jiu Family, Yun Family, Shui Family, and Mu Family are all involved. The leader seems to be the Yun Family,” a samurai replied.

“Heh, these four families are all old foxes,” the Lu Family Head chuckled, “No wonder they can strike a deal with those old geezers in the clan.

Birds of a feather, indeed.”

Several samurais lightly laughed, but the air was thick with killing intent.

The Lu Family Head glanced at the sky, the dense clouds obscuring the bright moon. The Immortal Country didn’t have a moon in the past, but since the descent of the Immortal Country ten thousand years ago, the night sky with only stars now has a bright moon.

The Lu Family Head turned to the samurais behind him, “It seems today is a good day to act, even the Immortal’s eyes are veiled.”

With those words, a resonant bell tolled.

Accompanied by countless dark shadows and blue-robed Immortals slowly emerging from the mist.