Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 116 - 108 Turmoil, Part 2

Zhang Rongfang moved rapidly through the city.

Soon, he arrived in front of Yang Hongyan’s home.

There were signs of a fight on the street outside the Yang family’s house.

Zhao Tianming and Chi Xia were respectively stationed nearby with their men, and they saw him coming.

The two quietly met him in an alley.

"Master... something’s not right," Chi Xia said in a deep voice.

"What’s wrong?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the other party while taking out a silk handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains on the wheel of desire.

"The Yang family... the people living inside are not the Yang family, but another household," Chi Xia replied.

"Not the Yang family?" Zhang Rongfang stopped in surprise. Suddenly, he thought of his master Zhang Xuan.

"Can we find out the whereabouts of the other Yang family members?"

"We’ve already checked the records and found that the previous intelligence was false," Chi Xia answered.

"Understood... we can’t even trace it?" Zhang Rongfang’s voice lowered.

He had already roughly guessed the truth.

Besides, given the character of his master and senior brothers, how could they let their sister-in-law’s family suffer here alone?

"There’s no need to investigate further. As for the matter with the Bai family, if it gets out, it could cause trouble."

"Master, the affair with the Bai family could possibly link back to you. Now you... might no longer be suitable to stay in the city," Zhao Tianming said in a deep voice from the side.

After he learned that Zhang Rongfang had received Ye Bai’s personal teachings, his attitude had improved significantly. He seemed to have completely pledged loyalty.

"They might suspect me. But they won’t directly target me. Especially not after tonight..."

Zhang Rongfang hinted.

The Black Ten Sect suffered heavy losses tonight, greatly reducing their strength.

Afterward, they’re likely to be busy consolidating their territory.

Would any other force step forward to challenge a power capable of killing Anova for the Black Ten Sect’s sake?

What would they gain?

This Tan Yang City is full of mixed forces, like dragons and snakes.

No one is indispensable, including the Black Ten Sect.

"We’ve already demonstrated our strength. Now, as long as we clarify that our issue with the Black Ten Sect is a personal vendetta that won’t involve others, everything will settle down," Zhang Rongfang said calmly.

"Master is insightful," Zhao Tianming immediately understood the meaning and saluted.

Even the government, as long as the Golden Wing Pavilion doesn’t cause chaos or disrupt local order, won’t waste resources dealing with such a powerful organization.

What’s more, the Golden Wing Pavilion seems to have considerable influence on the official front.

"Let’s go, count the casualties, Chi Xia, you handle the compensations," Zhang Rongfang instructed.

"Yes!"

As the people of the Golden Wing Pavilion gradually withdrew from the scene.

Zhang Rongfang looked off in the direction of the Yang family one last time.

Now his sister-in-law had also left.

With the Bai family convoy issue resolved, his last vulnerability in Tan Yang City had been completely addressed.

Next, he could proceed without hesitation, following the path he desired.

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Anova of the Black Ten Sect and Mokamo Road were assassinated, but this case didn’t cause much of a stir in Tan Yang City.

The Black Ten Sect had no shortage of enemies and had been at odds with both the Dayang Temple and Merak Palace.

Now that Anova, a top expert, was gone, the sect’s territorial influence began to shrink significantly.

The provincial government issued a wanted notice for the culprit, but without knowing what the person looked like, the notice was practically useless.

Some who were aware of the Golden Wing Pavilion’s existence subtly speculated that it might have been their doing.

On the 16th.

Zhang Rongfang had just returned from a patrol outside.

Within a hundred meters of his courtyard, he once again encountered Xu Miaotong.

She carried a lantern shaped like a peach, wearing a pink off-shoulder long dress, with a silver tassel-like brooch on her chest. Her long hair reached her waist, and she was solemn.

The two approached, walking side by side.

"Was the earlier incident... your doing?" she asked in a low voice, just loud enough for Zhang Rongfang to hear.

"What do you think?" Zhang Rongfang retorted.

"...I don’t believe it." Xu Miaotong lowered her eyes.

Previously, she could accept him overpowering Zhao Tianming and the other two. After all, some geniuses, despite not having high ranks, are extremely strong in actual combat.

But this time...

This time is completely different!

Mokamo Road of the Black Ten Sect was genuinely at the sixth tier, and Anova, following him, was very likely to have reached the eighth tier.

Such individuals could not be killed by merely surpassing one’s level of genius.

The strength and speed were on entirely different levels.

"I don’t believe it either," Zhang Rongfang shook his head. "So it’s evidently not my doing."

"..." Xu Miaotong was speechless. Saying this outside, others would surely believe.

But within the Golden Wing Pavilion, as a Black Eagle, she held the other half of the intelligence personnel.

No one knew better than them what the Bai Ying line had done.

After all, their specialty was intelligence.

"Now, everyone outside believes it was our senior executives who acted," Xu Miaotong said flatly. "Both the Dayang Temple and Merak Palace have sent word to inform me, asking us not to disrupt the forthcoming situation. It’s said that Lord Zhou is also quite angry. He wants this matter to end here."

Since the Golden Wing Pavilion exists, outsiders will inevitably find out.

Zhang Rongfang was not surprised.

Having done it, he wasn’t afraid of being known.

"Understood. Then let’s end this here," Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly.

By now, some may have guessed a part of the truth.

But it doesn’t matter.

Whether the truth comes out is no longer important.

What’s important is whether everyone is willing to pretend they don’t know it once they learn the truth.

"I hope so, Zhang Ying. In this day and age, no one is a fool. This time, people will tolerate it due to the pavilion’s background, but what about next time? If you continue, it’ll be too reckless," Xu Miaotong said solemnly.

"Thank you for the reminder," Zhang Rongfang smiled.

He understood that Xu Miaotong was likely passing on a message from above. The Golden Wing Pavilion in Tan Yang City was under the jurisdiction of the provincial capital.

Which means, this matter likely reached the provincial capital.

It might also be Xu Tongzhi’s intention.

"As for the Black Ten Sect, handle it yourself." Xu Miaotong said one last time before turning to leave.

Zhang Rongfang’s expression remained unchanged as he stood there, watching her departure.

Back at home, he exhaled softly.

Inside his room, he rolled up his pant leg. On his knee, there was a clear swelling from an injury.

This was the result of a fierce encounter with Anova.

Although there was no wound on the surface, the inflammation had not subsided for two days.

"As expected, none of the masters are easy to deal with..." Zhang Rongfang didn’t feel it at the time, but now realized Anova had used a special force technique with that knee strike.

Such formidable masters, even a small misstep could be disastrous.

If he hadn’t used various tactics and previously ambushed her when she was distracted.

It would have been uncertain who would emerge victorious in the end.

The way of assassination is essentially to strike the weak with strength. Seize vulnerabilities and weaknesses, and deliver a fatal blow. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

In reality, during a direct confrontation, Anova might be slightly stronger than him.

Unfortunately, her slight advantage turned into a disadvantage due to the successive ambushes and assassination tricks she encountered.

Finally, the Limit-Breaking Skill erupted, leading her to misjudge the speed and power. With all his might, he struck her hastily.

In a battle between masters, even a small slip could mean the difference between life and death.

So she died.

After bidding farewell to Xu Miaotong.

Zhang Rongfang continued his daily life, training Wanyan Road during the day, patrolling at night, practicing martial arts, and then resting, while letting Qingsu gather information on those metal parts.

The turbulence within the Black Ten Sect gradually dissolved as the authorities’ search yielded no results.

At that moment, the Black Ten Sect was plunged into internal territorial strife, and no one avenged Anova.

The deputy hall master Fu Luo, previously suppressed by Anova, quickly took charge and consolidated the sect’s forces, assuming the role of the new hall master.

Meanwhile, Governor Lord Sun, who had vowed revenge for the Black Ten Sect, fell silent after a few days.

As long as the money was right, he really didn’t care about the fate of the Black Ten Sect.

Time flew by, and November passed.

In early December, heavy rain descended around Tan Yang City.

The rain was incessant, fluctuating in intensity, and the city’s drainage systems became clogged.

The streets were filled with shallow puddles, where muddy yellow water occasionally revealed floating debris and trash.

The river’s water level rose sharply, submerging several bridges.

In some neighborhoods, people had to use boats to move around.

Inside the Wanyan family’s private estate.

Wanyan Road rose from the pool, panting.

She no longer minded being seen by Zhang Rongfang.

During their training in recent days, it was inevitable that her swimsuit-clad body would be seen.

But none of that mattered; the important thing was that Zhang Rongfang’s method really worked!!!

In just half a month, she had lost fifty pounds!!

This brought her total weight down from over six hundred pounds to over five hundred pounds.

This alone made her incredibly pleased.

Because this was hope.

Soon, after completing six laps, Zhang Rongfang looked at his calculation chart.

"That’s it for today."

He was in a good mood.

On one hand, new attribute points had arrived, and on the other hand, Wanyan Road’s progress was now on a virtuous cycle.

He assessed Wanyan Road as she emerged from the water.

Losing fifty pounds made her look slightly slimmer.

With the massage and application of special oil, along with this pace of reduction, her skin might not sag too much.

After emerging from the water, she changed into a regular robe and, without needing assistance from maidservants, walked normally to a recliner and sat down.

Zhang Rongfang also sat across from her.

Various mushrooms, konjac, lamb, beef, vegetables, and radishes were placed on the table between them.

Without much to say, they quickly began to eat.

"Zhang Ying, since the weight loss method is so effective, if I just keep at it, can I maintain this speed of weight loss indefinitely?"

Wanyan Road, having become accustomed, no longer used honorific titles.

Their interactions had become much more casual.

"The intensity must keep increasing. Exercise to the state I require within the specified time frame. Don’t worry about the quantity, just focus on your body’s condition."

Zhang Rongfang explained blandly.

"A person’s condition varies at every moment, so it’s necessary to adjust the degree of training according to different conditions."

"Amazing!" Wanyan Road had never known that weight loss involved such intricacies.

"Just keep persisting, and sooner or later you’ll become the person you envision." Zhang Rongfang replied.

"Alright! I will persevere!" Wanyan Road nodded solemnly.

Both of them continued to devour the food on the table.

Halfway through eating.

"By the way, I heard from my family that you submitted another application to return to Merak Palace?" Wanyan Road suddenly asked.

"Yes, this time Lord Li agreed." Zhang Rongfang nodded, "The Chasing Moon Saber incident last time really scared me; I would rather stay away from mortal combat outside.

"I originally come from the Palace; returning to my roots is the right path."

"That’s good, is there any arrangement in Mingjing Palace?" Wanyan Road asked further.

"No major issues."

"That’s good." Wanyan Road stood up and clapped her hands.

"You are really generous, Zhang Ying. If you charged for this weight loss method, you’d earn a fortune, but you shared it freely with me."

She paused.

"Since you are so kind, I won’t fall short either."

Soon, a row of maids emerged from the corridor, each holding a silver tray.

On the trays were clear gold statue scraps.

"I took a bunch of those ancient relic scraps from my home; you can choose twenty of them."

Wanyan Road waved her chubby hand, stating generously.

Hearing this, Zhang Rongfang’s heart shook, and his gaze immediately fell on the rows of scraps.

The attribute bar hints seemed to flicker, appearing and disappearing as his eyes followed them.