I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 164 - 103: Yin Metal, Valiant Warrior_3

With Second Master reminding him, he would definitely pay attention to the water ghost’s whereabouts. Once discovered, he would never let it escape easily!

After all, catching ghosts was his specialty.

Thinking of the female ghost at the Shuimen Bridge Villa who had just been trained, Xu Qing began to inquire about the opera roles with Second Master Feng.

"You have someone who wants to learn opera singing?"

"Not a lover, but my second cousin."

"Ha, not much difference." Second Master Feng said with a smile, "I’m familiar with the pear garden there, I go there often, this is easy to handle."

Back at the Ghost King Mausoleum, when Princess Yan Ning started her opera singing, even Xu Qing, a zombie, felt a chill. As an embroidery girl and also a female ghost, if she didn’t find a master to advance her skills soon, she’d eventually be outdone by her peers.

If we delay anyone’s future, it shouldn’t be the child’s, right?

...

People often say there’s a pavilion every five miles and an inn every ten miles.

Following the Yong Dynasty regulations, there would be a relay station every ten miles along the main roads between important counties.

Twenty miles from Linhe, someone set up a roadblock at the relay station to intercept a person.

These people rode fast horses, exuding an unusually ferocious aura.

"Kid, you profited off us, deceived us out of our silver coins, and still want to leave Linhe?"

"Let me ask you, in the past few days, you’ve sold four treasure fish at the martial arts hall and the fish market. How did you catch these treasure fish and where?"

Wang Liang, who looked like a pale-faced, weak scholar on a yellow-maned horse, looked at the highwaymen in front of him with uncertainty.

He had clearly disguised himself, so how did they still find him?

"Don’t pretend, on the day you sold the fish, I sprinkled you with tracking powder. Even if you dress as a woman, I can still find you!"

Wang Liang’s heart sank. He thought he had been cautious enough, but he had underestimated the methods of these people of the Jianghu.

"The fish have already been sold, and our transaction is complete. You chasing me is simply to get back the money you spent on the fish."

"I can return the fifty taels of silver to you, only hoping you won’t make things difficult for me, a junior."

"Transaction complete? Just after you left, a thief cat stole the fish. Do you think I couldn’t see that the cat was yours?"

Wang Liang frowned; he didn’t own a cat.

After a moment of hesitation, he realized it was an excuse by the other party. They falsely accused him of stealing the fish to rob him of his silver and find out the source of the spirit fish.

Seeing that the situation could not be resolved peacefully, Wang Liang steeled his heart, gritted his teeth, and took a Strength Pill from his pocket and swallowed it.

Feeling his blood surge suddenly, the young man drew a scimitar, pressed his knees against the horse’s sides, and charged at the few Jinmen Gang fighters.

The scimitar shone like the moon, slicing towards the roadblockers.

The leading ringleader also swung his blade to block.

The clash of metal rang out, and the leader gave a surprised cry and pulled his horse back.

"Good kid, your body must have undergone the blood exchange. No wonder you’re eager to sell the spirit fish to get silver, since you need the money for the Inner Refining Prescription, right?"

A helper reminded nearby, "If he needs Inner Cultivation, he must keep one or two treasure fish as a medicinal guide. There might be treasure fish in his bookcase."

...

Upon hearing this, Wang Liang decisively threw out the bookcase from his horse, two celestial starfishes flipped their tails in the water in the air.

Taking advantage when they were distracted, Wang Liang gripped his horse tightly and made a dash for it.

The leader could only see a cloud of white lime powder in front of him. Relying on instinct, he swung his blade towards the horse.

But he didn’t anticipate that the seemingly honest-looking young man would hide on the saddle while flinging the lime powder, and as they crossed paths in an instant, the young man’s scimitar cut through.

The leader only heard his horse screaming, and by the time he came to his senses, his horse’s front legs had been cleanly severed by the young man.

Rolling to the ground, the leader watched the yellow-maned horse carrying the young man speed away, cursing loudly.

"What are you standing there for? Go after him!"

...

In the distance from the relay station, a group of people witnessed the young man defeating the Inner Cultivation Martial Artist and breaking through the encirclement.

A guard’s eyes lit up and said, "This man is sharp and decisive, remaining composed even in danger. If he could be trained in the military, he would surely become a valiant general."

Hearing this, the plump youngster who had been silent beside him suddenly spoke, "Such a brave man is a rarity. Go assist him immediately and make sure to get his name."