In an inn in Luoyang, Ling Yun sat in a private room with a frivolous look. The view of the street below could be clearly seen from the window.
Luoyang was worthy of being called the imperial capital of a thousand years. Although the imperial capital was not here at the moment, it still retained a prosperous economy and contributed a lot of funds to the imperial court.
This was the stronghold he had chosen, and also the base of the martial arts world he was about to establish.
He called the waiter over and learned about the things in Luoyang. He learned about all kinds of strange people and strange things.
What happened in Luoyang surprised him. There were no Jianghu forces stationed here. There were only ordinary noble families. This was an extremely rare thing.
Under normal circumstances, a prosperous place would definitely have many Jianghu forces stationed there again. Even if the sect was not here, there would at least be some offices and institutions.
However, in Luoyang City, these offices did not exist. The reason was City Lord Hu. He did not allow those Jianghu forces to appear here, so he used iron-blooded methods to expel them.
Now, all of this had benefited Ling Yun, saving him a lot of trouble. At the same time, it also provided an excellent hiding place for his organization. After all, no one would expect another huge organization to occupy it.
Ling Yun smiled evilly at City Lord Hu's ruthless methods. He tossed some silver to the waiter.
Drinking alone without anyone to talk to, he felt a little lonely.
Although joining the martial arts world and taking revenge was full of endless longing.
However, if there was only one person walking on the road of Jianghu, it would be too bleak.
But now, the only places he had been to were the Black Wood Cliff, the Sword Tomb, and Luoyang City.
"Life is short, but we can't live too dull and monotonous.”
With a long sigh, he downed a cup of fine wine.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Ling Yun walked out of the inn. However, the moment he stepped out of the inn, a person beside him ran straight into his arms.
Ling Yun was already an advanced Houtian Realm expert, so his reaction was extremely quick. He retracted his feet and dodged his opponent with a sway of his shoulders.
That person brushed past him and turned around with a surprised expression before quickly leaving.
"Little thief, little thief, this young master is not so easy to fool.”
From this, he concluded that this person must be a pickpocket who wanted the silver in his arms.
After the mistake, the person might have realized that he was also a member of the martial arts world, so he left quickly. Ling Yun also threw his Detection Technique over.
"Murong Zhuo, a descendant of the Murong Clan of Gusu, a second-rate cultivator who has committed all kinds of crimes.”
The other party's information appeared in his mind, and he immediately had a certain understanding of him.
This person's information caused him to be somewhat surprised. The Murong Clan of Gusu had already declined, but he had never thought that it would decline to such an extent.
If the Murong family's ancestors knew that the Murong family's descendants relied on stealing to survive, their coffins would tremble and jump out to teach this disappointing descendant a lesson.
Stealing was despised by people in the martial world, especially when it came to ordinary people. It was an even more despicable act.
Now that Murong Zhuo thought that Ling Yun was just an ordinary person, he was already a laughing stock in the martial world.
"Since you are a member of the declining Murong family, then I won't be polite. For the sake of your ancestors 'coffins, I will reluctantly appear.”
……
On the outskirts of Luoyang, a skinny middle-aged man was running quickly on a small road. His speed was not slow, and his lightness skill was also quite good.
After running for an hour, the middle-aged man slowed down and looked behind him with lingering fear. He wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and muttered to himself,"Fortunately, they didn't chase after us. What bad luck. He actually failed today.”
"You missed? Are you referring to me?"
A voice came from behind him. The middle-aged man's expression changed and he quickly used his qinggong to escape.
"I didn't allow you to leave. You're just a second-rate martial artist.”
Ling Yun's voice lingered in Murong Zhuo's ears. He was so scared that he tried his best to escape.
However, Ling Yun had already reached the Small Perfection realm with his Subtle Steps. When he used it, he was like a ghost.
"Don't leave. Stay."
After chasing for about fifteen minutes, Ling Yun suddenly made his move. Reaching out with one hand, his hand turned into a dragon claw as he grabbed the other party's shoulder and pulled his body down forcefully.
Bang!
Murong Zhuo felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder. His bones and flesh were almost crushed. The five fingers were already embedded in his muscles. The pain was so unbearable that he cried out in pain.
"You, don't come over. Spare me, spare me.”
"Who asked you to do all kinds of evil? Since that's the case, then let me end you. It can be considered as letting down your ancestors. The coffin of the Murong family will not be shaken.”
After saying that, he slapped his palm on his Tianling acupoint, Jueyin Yu acupoint, and his true energy immediately broke through his heart and lungs.
Murong Zhuo spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. He was completely lifeless.
"Gold Digging Technique!"
"Gold Digging Technique!"
“……”
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining a mid-grade Heaven Rank absolute art, Shifting Stars. Learn?”
"Learn, learn immediately!"
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