Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 150s. The Wind God Sect
Due to the short distance to the city center, Zhang En decided to make a short trip to the Turtle village that was under Xinyu City to visit his little friend Yan Xun. He had not seen Yan Xun for many years.
The sunlight is shining bright.
In a small town, such as Xinyu City of intermediate Holy Stage swordsmen, even the realm of God warriors was hard to find.
In a small courtyard, the same tree was still there and next to the corner of the courtyard was a large stone that had been crushed. Looking at a small hand imprint on it, Zhang En could not help but smile considering how he tested his strength using that huge stone every time he did a practice in cultivation. The handprints were left in those years.
"Well, it's time to hire some people to fix up the Zhang Clan's residence" Zhang En thought.
In the future, after he took his revenge, he would send someone to repair the Zhang Clan's small residence. He knew that his parents always missed this place. He did not see his best friend Yan Xun was here and guessed that Yan Xun must have been in Xinyu City after their departure that time.
More than an hour later, after visiting Turtle Village, the two flew towards Xinyu City a kilo meter away from her birth village.
Standing before the central gate of Xinyu City, watching ordinary people come and go, another wave of nostalgia swept through his mind. Stopping for just a moment, he entered the city with the gigantic ghost of Feng Yang.
However, the four-meter-tall giant ghost of Feng Yang, even with his well-hidden ghostly aura still scaring the people around him, everyone rushed away or dodged, everyone else hurried away, giving way to Zhang En and the giant ghost Feng Yang.
Zhang En did not mind the attitude of everyone who saw them, he walked aimlessly along the way, when he suddenly stopped. Not far from where it stands, there is a restaurant that sells delicious food.
Therefore, Zhang En and Feng Yang headed there and entered the restaurant. Zhang En and the giant ghost Feng Yang climbed onto the first floor, upon entering the restaurant, he had not expected to meet the restaurant boss when he stepped on the second floor. Looking at Zhang En, the boss' eyes widened the size of a fist, he was so excited that there was a tremor in his voice, "Welcome Young Master?!"
Moreover, the boss of the restaurant was well aware that it looked like Zhang En who looked like someone Young Master who came from one of the great noble families. A while later, the boss asked to resign respectfully from before Zhang En.
While waiting for the dishes to arrive, the sudden loud commotion in the streets caught Huang Zhang En's attention. Zhang En looked out through the restaurant window and saw many people moving in small and large groups towards one direction.
At this moment, the discussion at the nearby table reached his ears.
“Fast meal, after we finish eating we rush to the square across the door of the City palace to watch a good show!” Said one of the customers.
“This life is very strange, ah, who would have thought, Yan Xun's life will end so tragically.” Others commented.
"Yan Xun?!" Zhang En was surprised to hear the name Yan Xun mentioned.
"What's going on?"
“Young Master, your order is already here.” The boss of the restaurant returned personally carrying Zhang En's order.
As he placed the dishes one by one on Zhang En's table, Zhang En asked, "I asked about Yan Xun, why did everyone mention his name?"
The restaurant boss's actions came to a halt for a second, not knowing what to say.
"Speak!" Zhang En's face sank, emitting a powerful pressure that enveloped the entire restaurant. The noisy restaurant instantly became silent, the customers around were filled with fear.
While the restaurant boss was so scared that he knelt down, "Young Master ..." A pale face and cold sweat haunted him, he looked at Zhang En with fear.
Seeing the reaction of the restaurant boss, Zhang En gathered the terrifying Qi he released, slightly adjusting his expression as he said, "First, stand up."
Not daring to delay, the restaurant boss rushed to his feet, respectfully telling the matter from the start to Zhang En in a trembling voice.
Until finally, the restaurant boss noticed the hot dish he had just served a moment ago with the steam still billowing was now covered in a layer of white ice.
Finished telling the story, the restaurant boss felt his throat feel dry and itchy as he stood there, not daring to move.
With the story he was listening to, Yan Xun's younger brother cousin who was in this city, Lu Jing planned to seize power to become the leader of the City, instead, joining a sect that called themselves the Wind God Sect, the Wind God Sect Leader was their Master and worked hand in hand in building a conspiracy.
Li Jing was known as an arrogant man and thought only of power. As for Yan Xun, ever since he was adopted a child by the city king, Yan Xun was known as a good young man and sometimes he also often helped those in distress.
After successfully controlling the city King Lu Zhe, they forced him to relinquish Yan Xun's status as his successor and threw him into the dungeon.
Ever since they parted, Yan Xun also left Turtle Village. Since the Xinyu City King was his mother's younger brother, Yan Xun went to his mother's close family and all this time, the City King Lu Zhe had raised him as his own son.
Long story short, the Wind God Sect Group announced that Yan Xun would be taken to the entrance square of Xinyu City to be beheaded in public for treason.
"When is the execution time? A moment of silence later, Zhang En looked at the boss of the restaurant.
The restaurant boss looked up at the sky outside, replying, "About an hour."
"An hour!"
Zhang En stood up, preparing to leave with the giant ghost of Feng Yang heading towards the City square.
Guessing what Zhang En wanted to do, the restaurant boss boldly stepped up and said to stop him, "Young Master, I know you want to save Young Master Yan Xun, but with just the two of you, it is impossible to cope with the tens of thousands of City palace guards. . At that time, not only will you fail to save Young Master Yan Xun, you might even lose your life in this gamble."
If he planned to save Yan Xun with just two people alone, in the opinion of the restaurant boss, it was a futile move.
Zhang En looked at the restaurant boss and smiled, "Lost my life?" murmured Zhang En. He was not angry, as he understood that the restaurant boss was reminding him of goodwill.
Seeing that Zhang En was still indifferent about the matter, he became serious, emphasizing his sentence "Right, I know that Young Master is a Cultivator, but other than many City palace guards, he was not a fan of the old, I've heard that the person in charge of keeping Young Master Yan Xun from escaping or running away is a medium-level Sacred Swordsman."
“Secure Swordsman intermediate level?” Zhang En was stunned. A small town like Xinyu City had a mid-level saint warrior cultivator.
The restaurant boss nodded with a grim face, “That's right. An expert from the Wind God Sect, as well as Eldest Brother Lu Jing, was named He Hui. "
Someone expert from the Wind God Sect." Zhang En pondered for a moment, "But where did this Wind God Sect come from?" Zhang En asked.
Even the restaurant boss replied that he did not know at a glance the ins and outs of the Wind God Sect.
"No matter which hole they came out of, since it had already caused trouble to the only friend in my life, it was already doomed that the Wind God Sect would I destroy to the point of flatness!" Zhang En said with a clench of both hands.
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