The Blade-Wielding Legend-Chapter 1362 - 705: Grand Search in the Capital

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Fingertips tapped on the rosewood armrest, dull sounds like heavy drums.

Luo Gongseng only felt his heart throb painfully.

"Disciple... Disciple..."

He wanted to defend himself, but suddenly felt weak and powerless.

He had left his master years ago, revering those above him like gods.

Over the years, he gradually took control of the Iron Anchor Association and connected with the Prince Yan Mansion, becoming quite powerful in the Capital.

But now he realized that all the power and fame were as fragile as porcelain before his master.

Finally, Huo Yin spoke slowly, his voice cold as ice and iron.

"The Prince is impulsive, undisciplined with his subordinates, sooner or later this will lead to disaster, stay away from him in the future."

"Regarding Wang She's matter, you cannot shirk responsibility, go to the Xuan Sacrificial Officer to confess."

"Leave now, and do not return here henceforth."

The voice was calm, yet to Luo Gongseng it sounded like thunder.

He knew that Wang She's betrayal to the demons was no longer a hidden threat, but he was also expelled from the sect.

Without Huo Yin's protection, future troubles were bound to follow one after another.

He wanted to plead, but upon seeing Huo Yin's indifferent face, he couldn't utter a word, and could only grit his teeth, kowtow several times, and then turn to leave.

After a hundred meters, he turned back to look at the small courtyard, with a spark of anger rising in his heart, murmuring:

"Since you are so heartless, I will show you that without you, I, Luo Gongseng, can still hold things together!"

With that, he led his men away.

Inside, Huo Yin heard all of these mutterings clearly, but paid no attention, simply continued reading calmly.

Soon, Golden Guard soldiers came riding, knocked on the door, and handed over a token silk with both hands.

"Commander Huo, His Majesty has orders!"

Huo Yin took it, glanced over it lightly, "Understood."

Having said that, he got up, pushed the door, and returned to the house.

When he came out, he had changed into close-fitting short attire, carrying a cow horn bow on his back.

Swoosh!

The soldier's vision blurred, and the person was gone, leaving only a faint footprint on the blue brick ground.

The soldier quickly looked up, his mouth wide open in astonishment.

He only saw a small black dot in the air leaping onto the towering city wall...

......

Also in the southwest of the Imperial City, a deep courtyard with three entrances.

This residence, which combined the characteristics of the northern houses with its spacious courtyard and hundred-year-old trees providing shade, also incorporated elements of Hui and Jiangnan water village styles with moon gates and gardens everywhere, along with ponds and theater balconies.

It appeared low-key, but in its details, it reeked of luxury.

The mansions in this southwest imperial city region are inhabited by princes and nobles, because of the hierarchical rituals, their extravagance varies, and one could easily find houses better than this.

But what made this mansion special was that many places displayed exotic treasures.

Precious spices like frankincense, benzoin, and borneol from the South Seas were ground into powders, mixed with gold leaf or colored lacquer, and embedded into large screens depicting the "Sea Trade Route Map" or "Foreign Tributary Map" in various halls...

Sandalwood from Sindh and other places was carved into overseas exotic beast totem poles, painted with lacquer to prevent decay, and placed on either side of the courtyard...

There were also ivories, corals, matched with gilt bases to make the "Immortal Mountain at Sea" landscaping...

Any piece would be invaluable on the market.

The reason was none other than that this place was the Min State Chamber of Commerce and also the gathering place for the Sea Opening Sect.

"This is the navigation disk of the Franco Academy..."

A merchant in a brocade robe cautiously introduced, "The Franks have been traversing the seas for many years, they are experienced, their astrologers have their wonderful methods, and together with their academy's scholars, they created this treasure, which can not only determine direction but also avoid storms and evil spirits at sea."

Beside him, a white-haired old man walked with his hands behind his back, his face withered, wearing a black front-buttoned shirt.

His face was full of liver spots, indicating he was at death's door.

However, the surrounding wealthy merchants were all cautiously clustered around, not daring to be negligent.

This old man was Dong Changxing of the Capital's Trigram Sect.

One of the Ten Grandmasters of the Divine State.

Though aging, he was still a Beidou-like figure in the pugilistic world.

"Indeed, quite good."

Dong Changxing gently traced his fingertip over the astrolabe, nodding approvingly.

"Be assured."

The leading merchant beside him quickly patted his chest, "Our sea trade routes are now well explored, with Trigram Sect disciples on board, smooth sailing is guaranteed!"

The other merchants also smiled, echoing in agreement.

Overseas voyages were fraught with dangers such as storms and undercurrents, but more troublesome now were the pirates.

The ships of various maritime countries served as both merchant vessels and pirates.

Besides firearms, what they needed most were martial experts.

But the Capital's Trigram Sect had reached a bottleneck these years.

Seeing Dong Changxing aging and unable to provide future protection, they had to find more avenues.

Joining forces with the Sea Opening Sect was undoubtedly a path.

Thus, they hit it off right away.

Even Dong Changxing, who had been retired for years, personally came to oversee.

This showed the importance both parties placed on this cooperation.

At this moment, a servant rushed over, "Report to the president..."

Before he could finish, he was pushed aside by the Golden Guard Messenger behind him.

"Mr. Dong, His Majesty has orders!"

The merchants were initially displeased but immediately shut up seeing the situation.

Dong Changxing took the yellow silk, glanced at it, his cloudy eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Demons run rampant in the capital, His Majesty wants us to take action, gentlemen, I must bid you farewell."

"Matters of great importance, Mr. Dong, please attend to your duties."

The merchants didn't dare to obstruct and quickly sent off the party from the Trigram Sect.

Not long after departure, the Family Head of the Dong family beside him frowned upon hearing and said, "Father, you haven't entered the palace in many years, why..."

Dong Changxing waved a hand to interrupt him, shaking his head, said: