Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 961 Strangulation

Dongli Prefecture.

Under a clear sky with the sun shining brightly, a blue-gray falcon streaked across the undulating mountain range. Suddenly, it plunged downwards and landed lightning-fast within this small valley town.

Whistle～

In the study of a large house in the mountain city, a man in white standing in front of a desk, busy with his brush and ink, had a glint flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, the falcon flew through the open window and landed steadily in front of him, raising its head and crying out twice.

The man in white put down his brush and reached out to embrace the falcon, then untied a small metal cylinder attached to its leg.

He unscrewed the cap of the cylinder, and a silk scroll fell out.

The man in white did not immediately open the scroll. Instead, he opened a food box beside him, took out several strips of fresh beef, and some floral dew to feed the falcon.

He stroked the satisfied falcon, then unfurled the scroll in his hand.

The scroll was densely filled with characters, and the man in white’s expression became serious after just a brief glance.

After he finished reading, his face turned somber.

The well-fed falcon, sensing the change in the man’s atmosphere, tucked in its head and let out a low cry.

The man in white closed his eyes to ponder for a moment, then spoke in a deep voice, "Go and invite Elder Pang and Elder Sun immediately, there is an important matter to discuss!"

His words had just dropped when a reply came immediately from outside the study, "As you command!"

The man in white sat down on a chair, his expression flickering uncertainly.

After half the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, an imposing-looking old man and a refined middle-aged man arrived together.

"We pay our respects to our lord!"

Both men bowed in unison to the man in white.

"No need for formalities."

The man in white waved his hand and immediately passed over the scroll, "This is an urgent message from Taiping Prefecture, both of you take a look."

The imposing old man took it first and was taken aback upon seeing the five vermillion seals smeared on the scroll.

The organization he belonged to had a strict protocol for internal communication, where a red message indicated that it was related to the Blood Cloak Guard, and five vermillion seals denoted the utmost urgency, representing the highest level of confidentiality.

Otherwise, it would not have been delivered directly to the man in white!

After reading the secret message, the imposing old man was momentarily lost for words, then he handed it to the refined man beside him.

The refined man’s frown deepened as he read, and eventually, he couldn’t help saying, "Is this message from Taiping Prefecture accurate? A sixteen-year-old fifth-tier Martial Ancestor is rather exaggerated, isn’t it?"

"There’s no need to doubt this point!"

The man in white stated emphatically, "I already have quite a few reports about this person."

"Ling Zhiyuan, the legitimate heir of the Anyang senior household in Jingnan Prefecture, whose father died in a family struggle. He is now standing on his own and has changed his name to Wang Chen, a fifth-tier Martial Ancestor, a Thousand Household of the Blood Cloak Guard, and has just been appointed as the Demon-subduing Chief Guard!"

"Huang Jue, the protector, was killed by this person, so his strength is beyond doubt."

The imposing old man and the refined man looked at each other.

"This person’s martial arts talent is so extraordinary that it’s rare to see in a hundred years. Once he grows up..."

The man in white said gravely, "He will definitely hinder our great cause and must be considered a formidable enemy of our Hidden Dragon Hall!"

"Then we should kill him!"

The imposing old man said without hesitation, "The red message states that Wang Chen has been summoned by Emperor Liang. Let’s dispatch someone to intercept and assassinate him on his way."

It was not abnormal for a sixteen-year-old fifth-tier Martial Ancestor to reach the status of a seventh-tier Martial Saint in the future.

"I was thinking the same thing."

The man in white nodded, "The question is, whom should we send?"

The refined gentleman thought for a moment before responding, "The journey from Taiping Prefecture to the Imperial Capital is at least eight thousand li. Along the way, one must pass through the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. We can send a message to the Qingfeng Bandits and order them to spare no effort in capturing Wang Chen."

"The Head and Deputy Head of the Qingfeng Bandits are both Tier 5 Martial Ancestors, with over thirty Tier 4 Martial Generals and hundreds of elite members. I refuse to believe they can’t take down a young Martial Ancestor!"

The imposing elder hesitated, "It’s certain that the Qingfeng Bandits can take down this individual, but I’m worried that after they succeed, it will provoke a full-scale retaliation from the Great Liang Imperial Court. This force we’ve painstakingly cultivated..."

Wang Chen was ordered to go to the capital for an audience, and as a Thousand Household of the Blood Cloak Guard, if he were to perish in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, it would be a true oddity if Emperor Liang did not fly into a rage. Then, the Qingfeng Bandits would indeed be in grave danger. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

The reason the Qingfeng Bandits have been able to gallop freely through the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, and continually grow stronger, is because they never crossed the bottom line of the Great Liang Imperial Court.

Once they incur Emperor Liang’s thunderous fury, the consequences would be imaginable.

"It’s of no concern,"

the man in white said, "It takes years to nurture soldiers for a moment of battle. We’ve invested so many resources into the Qingfeng Bandits, not for them to act as some carefree Mountain Overlords. Besides, what if the Great Liang Imperial Court does retaliate? It’s a perfect opportunity to discipline the two leaders!"

"Let’s do it this way."

He clapped his hands, "Elder Pang, convey my command. Order the Qingfeng Bandits to eliminate Wang Chen at all costs. He must not be allowed to leave the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains."

"Otherwise, punish without mercy!"

The authoritative elder’s heart chilled, and he promptly saluted, "Your subordinate obeys!"

The man in white waved his hand, indicating for both of them to leave.

He picked up his brush once again.

However, facing the unfinished painting on the desk, his interest waned, and he no longer felt the desire to complete it.

For some reason, the president of the Hidden Dragon Hall’s left eyelid suddenly started to twitch, giving him an unsettling feeling.

He tossed the writing brush on the desk and stepped over to the windowsill.

The previously clear sky was now filled with large clusters of dark clouds, clearly signaling that a storm was approaching!

Simultaneously, far away in Donglu Prefecture City, Wang Chen was about to embark on his journey to the Imperial Capital.

He had received the imperial edict just yesterday and was to set out today to avoid missing the opportunity for an audience, lest a good situation turn sour.

The trip to the capital was very hasty, and it was impossible for Wang Chen to bring Xi Yun along to Daye. Therefore, he entrusted her to Yao Peng for care.

Xi Yun originally belonged to the Yao Family, so it was as if she were returning to her maternal home.

In this way, while Wang Chen was away from Donglu, he needed not worry about her safety.

"After I have seen the Emperor, I will come back to take you away from here."

Wang Chen knew well that there was little chance he would return to his post in Donglu after his audience with the Emperor.

Even if Emperor Liang didn’t give the command, the Yiluan Office would likely make other arrangements for him.

The Yiluan Office falls under the authority of the Imperial Palace and is the highest governing body of the Blood Cloak Guard.

Thus, at present, Wang Chen also wasn’t sure where he would end up. Staying in Daye was quite possible, but of course, he had to wait for the dust to settle before he could take Xi Yun there.

"Mhm."

Xi Yun, nestled in his arms, obediently nodded, her eyes gentle as water, "This humble woman will wait for you."

A warmth surged in Wang Chen’s heart, and he couldn’t help but lean down for a kiss.

He only let go after kissing her until she nearly melted away, then chuckled and stepped out of the door.

Mounting his Yellow Fatty Horse, Wang Chen set off once more on his journey.

In the moment when he dashed through the street corner, he looked back at his residence.

There, he saw Xi Yun still standing at the door, frail as a small grass swaying in the wind.

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The first update is here.