Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 83 - 81: Yellow-faced Tiger, Golden Jade Hoe - Tian Shouyi Wants to Pick Peaches (Please Save and Follow)

Chapter 83: Chapter 81: Yellow-faced Tiger, Golden Jade Hoe - Tian Shouyi Wants to Pick Peaches (Please Save and Follow)

His nose still smelled the faint odor of blood.

Obviously, the outcome of the battle at Ghost Cry Cliff was already known here.

Some high-level members of Baicao Hall, seeing the situation had turned dire, wanted to seize the opportunity to loot and escape with the funds...

A burly figure with a yellow face, carrying a huge bundle, roared upwards as his steel claws sliced through the air, killing three people in succession and bursting out. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Make way."

This man was as ferocious as a tiger, his eyes red, killing anyone he encountered...

Even the maidservants and servants blocking the way were killed with a swipe of his claw.

From his demeanor, it was clear that he had gotten hold of the largest sum of money.

He was eager to escape.

Elsewhere, there was a man with a black face like an old farmer, low-browed and droopy-eyed, holding a strangely-shaped yellow and white hoe, he picked up a large bundle and leaped onto the rooftops, stepping on the heads of the fleeing people below as he made several bounds toward the exit of Baicao Hall.

"Everyone stay."

Zhou Ping’an glanced around and recognized these two men.

Previously at Ghost Cry Cliff.

These two men were only one step slower than Bandit Chief of Black Mountain "Earthshaking Hammer" Gao Jin. They descended using ropes, attempting to join the assault.

However, because Deng Yuanhua and Gao Jin died too quickly, from the moment they leaped off the cliff to their last breath, it was merely a matter of a few breaths.

As a result, these two men didn’t even join the assault and only made it halfway down before hurriedly retreating.

Unexpectedly, they managed to return here ahead of everyone else.

The first thing they did was "claim" the substantial "inheritance" of Baicao Hall.

It was easy to guess the identities of these two men.

The one with the steel claws, killing indiscriminately, was none other than the Second Elder "Yellow-faced Tiger" Wei Ju of Baicao Hall.

And the one holding the hoe, looking like an old farmer, was surely the Third Elder "Golden Jade Hoe" Zhang Ye.

Since the Great Elder "Yin Yang Yu" Zheng Lianshan and Hall Master Deng Yuanhua had both died, these two were so terrified that they didn’t dare remain and face the Lin Family’s troops.

It was understandable that they wanted to run away.

But they were undeniably too greedy.

Zhou Ping’an took a swift step forward, positioned himself in front of an ornamental barrier, unsheathed his sword, and executed the Chopping Wave Knife forming it into shimmering waves, slicing out a bright white blade qi.

The Yellow-faced Tiger, just as he was charging forward, lifted his eyes and saw the ferocious look fade from his eyes like a receding tide.

"It’s you, no..."

Whoosh...

The sound of the knife was deafening.

The entire mansion was startled.

A yellow-haired head was sent soaring into the sky.

Zhou Ping’an dodged the splattering blood, reached out, and grabbed the huge bundle, which felt like it weighed hundreds of pounds.

He casually opened it to find all sorts of large and small boxes, along with a jumbled pile of gold, silver, and jade ornaments.

"Well, well, someone chose the most valuable items to take..."

Turning his head to look toward the man who had just jumped down from the rooftop, looking like a black-faced old farmer, Zhou Ping’an grinned.

There was another large bundle there.

He dragged his long knife, a gust of wind swept by, and he was about to strike with his blade.

"Grandfather, spare my life."

Suddenly, the black-faced middle-aged man fell to his knees with a thump.

He started crying and screaming with a mix of tears and snot.

"This humble one has an eighty-year-old mother above and tiny children below who await feeding. Please, Lord Zhou, spare my life."

"Third Elder?"

Zhou Ping’an had now seen enough to know that this man had no spine at all, kneeling and crying on impulse...

"No, the Third Elder is just an empty title. In truth, I am just a medicine farmer. Hall Master Deng... Deng the Bandit only took interest in my skills in growing and preparing medicine. I usually only do soil work and have never followed him in killing or looting; my hands are free from blood..."

Zhou Ping’an could tell that although this man’s weapon was a hoe, his muscular strength was quite extraordinary, making him no weakling.

However, since he was a master of cultivating medicine and not a ruthless felon, he might prove useful.

He had just also noticed.

This Third Elder, compared to the Yellow-Faced Second Elder, had a different method of operation.

The Yellow-faced Tiger killed and looted without restraint.

But the Golden Jade Hoe Zhang Ye just stole things and ran, acting like a thief, his face full of panic.

Their differing mindsets also reflected their characters.

Committing evil deeds, yet ferociously ruthless.

It’s not particular and lacks a bottom line.

Such a person, of course, shouldn’t be kept...

No one knows if they will bite back, and there’s no need to subdue and collect them.

In times of conflict, one should directly eliminate them.

However, this "Golden Jade Hoe" Zhang Ye, when fleeing, did not kill anyone but was timid enough to want to retreat...

At least, he still has a heart of reverence.

Moreover, he possesses a certain skill, so he is not entirely unusable.

Talent is rare indeed.

Seeing Zhou Ping’an relax his expression.

Zhang Ye felt a slight joy in his heart and quickly took out a box from his bosom, presenting it over his head with a face full of flattery.

"I also have a great gift to offer, this box of silver needles, accompanied by the ’Life and Death Impermanence Needle Technique,’ can revive the dead and mend broken bones, it is Deng the Bandit’s treasure, I hope you will accept it with a smile."

What?

Isn’t this the Yanwang Needle legacy?

Zhou Ping’an’s heart leaped with joy, it was not a trivial matter.

He had long heard from Lin Huaiyu that the Lishan Sword Sect, originally was a righteous sect that saved the dying and healed the wounded, not at all ghostly and sinister as it appeared now.

The sect’s legacy was divided into two factions, one cultivated life force, while the other cultivated death energy.

The one who achieved great mastery was a set of needle techniques called "Impermanence Needle," which was extraordinarily miraculous.

The reason why the "Divine Healer Celestial Child" had garnered such a good reputation, despite his fierce and contrary nature, was not supposed to happen.

The cause of it all was actually his needle technique.

It truly could cure diseases, even serious illnesses.

This needle technique, in this part of the world, might not be very useful.

Upper-class society practices cultivation, their bodies are strong, they extend life and promote longevity, so they don’t desperately need medical cures.

But, in the modern world, possessing "Impermanence Needle" would be like owning a huge gold mine, an extremely valuable treasure beyond ordinary imagination.

Who isn’t afraid of death?

Who isn’t afraid of contracting incurable diseases?

Who doesn’t want to live a few more years?

In Zhou Ping’an’s eyes, this life-saving needle technique was ten times, a hundred times more important than a technique for killing.

Moreover, his mother had been lying in the hospital for so long, without any signs of improvement, growing weaker day by day...

He almost snatched the needle box into his hands... Upon opening it and seeing densely packed inscriptions carved into the box’s interior, he didn’t take a closer look but swiftly tucked it into his pocket.

"Come to the Lin Family as an offering, your skills in growing and making medicine are also extraordinary, work diligently, and you won’t be treated unfairly."

"Thank you, Lord Zhou."

Zhang Ye quickly got up, immediately set down his pack, and bowed deeply to Zhou Ping’an.

Then turning to the side, facing the smiling Lin Huaiyu, he bowed again, "Thank you, Third Miss."

...

Just then, outside the layers of buildings, a sudden loud thunderous rumble erupted.

Noises converged from all directions...

Someone shouted loudly.

"Baicao Hall is harboring the Imperial Court’s fugitive, Li Feiying, with irrefutable evidence, seize and destroy the hall, let none escape."

Following the shout.

The front gate’s wall collapsed with a bang.

A large blue horse, with its head high, neighed as it barged in.

The rider on the horse held a long spear, wore heavy armor, donned a helmet tassel, looking majestic and radiating murderous intent.

Behind him was a massive formation of soldiers.

Cavalry Commander Lei Hong was on the left, and Infantry Commander Gu Dashi was on the right.

Around the perimeter walls, like ants clinging, a dense mass of soldiers appeared, aiming crossbows at everyone inside the courtyard.

Zhou Ping’an also noticed, towards the rear hall.

At some unknown time, a middle-aged man wearing a Bagua Taoist robe had silently appeared on the rooftop, his gaze cold and piercing.

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