Chapter 50: The Thousand Gold of Taishou Lin Wanru (Seeking Collection)

  Hei Long Zhai's three leaders, Tie Kuang Tu, were notorious for their cruelty and bloodlust, earning them the nickname "Iron Blood Butcher" among Jianghu people. Their brutal nature was infamous, and any prisoners they captured, regardless of age or sex, would be subjected to inhumane torture and murder at their hands. The extent of their cruelty was shocking, and their notoriety spread throughout Jianghu.

  Five years ago, the Zheng Dao Alliance had issued a warrant for their capture, prompting many Jianghu heroes to pursue them relentlessly. However, due to the insufficient level of the dispatched experts, they ultimately managed to escape and hide in their lair, evading justice.

  However, the wheel of fortune turned around, and this time Iron Crazy was on the tragic side, enjoying the thrill of death just like his enemies who died miserably at his hands in the past.

  Linghu Chong's one move, the heavy sword chopped down with a force of over 1,000 catties. How could he, a small first-rate master, possibly withstand it? The magnificent opening mountain axe that he took pride in was chopped off on the spot, and his right hand holding the axe was directly disabled. He couldn't even let out a miserable cry before being chopped into his chest by the heavy sword with undiminished speed and power. In an instant, he flew out over ten meters and heavily smashed onto a huge rock, turning into a puddle of flesh and dying miserably on the spot.

  "Third brother!" The second leader, Du Yan, gazed at the third leader, Tie Kuang, who was brutally slaughtered on the spot. Overcome with grief and indignation, he commanded the black-clad assassins: "Attack together, kill him! I want to dismember his corpse into ten thousand pieces."

  After that, the two leaders, Duoyan Long, led more than a dozen black-clad killers to swarm up, wanting everyone's strength to kill Linghu Cong on the spot.

  Linghu Chong burst out laughing, holding the heavy Xuan Tie sword, advancing instead of retreating, taking the initiative to attack. In an instant, he inserted himself into the midst of the black-clad assassins and began a massacre. The heavy sword chopped horizontally and vertically, each move directly blowing away one of the black-clad assassins. Like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep, the god of war was in the world, and his bravery was unstoppable.

  In just a few breaths, the many masters of Hei Long Zhai were left with only their second leader, Du Yan, kneeling on the ground. His finger trembled as he pointed at Linghu Chong and said in a trembling voice: "You...you actually killed them all! My Hei Long Zhai will not let you off, we'll chase you to the ends of the earth..."

  "Damn it, you son of a bitch! At this time, you still dare to threaten me, really damn have the nerve!" Linghu Chong didn't say another word and directly used his powerful palm strike to send Dugu Qiu Bai, the one-eyed dragon, to meet his maker. He spat out a mouthful of saliva and said: "I hate most are those who can't fight but dare to talk tough, if it weren't for something important to attend to, I would have gone to your Black Dragon Gang right now to eradicate you all, get rid of these beasts."

  The most notorious gang of outlaws in the radius of nearly a hundred miles, with a reputation for cruelty and ruthlessness, had mysteriously lost two leaders and over ten top experts in this unknown small mountain forest. If word got out, it would likely cause another huge stir in the Jianghu.

  "What are you staring at? Don't you come and help, quickly dig a hole to bury these corpses, don't you know how to destroy the evidence?" Linghu Chong shouted at several guards who were staring blankly with their eyes wide open.

  Hell turned into heaven in an instant, not long ago they were almost driven to desperation, the top masters of the ruthless Black Dragon Fort were killed by this young man as easily as swatting a few flies. The contrast was too great, too unbelievable.

  "Lin Zhong, you and the others will bury these black-clad men on the spot, move Lin Si's body and the others into the carriage, and transport them back to Kyoto for a proper burial."

  The white-clad woman, who was desperately protected by Lin Zhong and three other guards, actually removed the veil from her head, revealing a stunningly beautiful face with high cheekbones, and slowly walked towards Linghu Chong.

  "Thank you for saving my life, I, Lin Wanru, will remember it in my heart and never forget. May I ask your honorable surname and name?" The woman in white asked with a slight bow.

  A refreshing gust of air blew straight in, even Lin Pingzhi, who had seen countless beauties, was shocked by this stunning woman. This elegant and refined lady's voice was crisp and charming, wearing a white dress that fluttered in the wind like an orchid in a secluded valley, intoxicating one's soul, as if a heavenly fairy had descended to the mortal world.

  "Master... I, Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of Huashan Sect, have met Miss Lin. Seeing injustice and lending a helping hand with my sword is what we, as righteous people, should do. Please don't take it to heart, Miss Lin."

  Linghu Cong habitually cursed loudly, suddenly realizing it was somewhat improper, so he changed his words and humbly referred to himself as "the lower one".

  Lin Wanru's beautiful face flashed with a hint of surprise. The Black Dragon Gang had many people, and their martial arts skills were high. Originally, she thought Linghu Cong would report a fake name to fool them, so as not to be remembered by these fugitives in the future. Unexpectedly, Linghu Cong was bold and directly revealed his true identity, without hiding or retreating at all.

  Since Linghu Chong's martial arts had reached a high level, he could go anywhere in the world. Not to mention facing a few small thieves, even if he were facing the current emperor, he would dare to reveal his identity directly, without any fear at all.

  "Sir, you look extraordinary. If you don't use your martial arts skills, I'm afraid even a young girl like me would think of you as a weak and feeble scholar who only knows how to read books by the cold window." Lin Wanru smiled sweetly and said, "I wonder if sir would be willing to enlighten me?"

  "Of course, I wouldn't dare refuse the young lady's invitation. However, there's no need to address me as 'En Gong', just calling me Linghu Chong is fine." Linghu Chong nodded in agreement, feeling that conversing with such a beautiful and elegant woman was a blessing from his past life, and if word got out, who knows how many people would be envious.

  "Alright, Uncle!" Lin Wanru replied.

  ……

  "I won't deceive you, Miss. Actually, my literature was taught by a martial arts teacher, so naturally it's not well-expressed. Please don't laugh." After chatting enthusiastically with Lin Wanyu for a while, Linghu Cong suddenly felt a bit awkward.

  He had originally wanted to show off his elegant and refined side in front of the beautiful woman, reciting poetry and composing verses on the spot to flaunt his literary talent. However, he did not expect that this white-clad woman, Lin Wanru, was not only stunningly beautiful but also incredibly talented, with a mastery of poetry, songs, geography, astronomy, and even strange and unusual events. Her vast knowledge far surpassed Linghu Chong's, and it was likely that there were very few people in the entire Divine Continent who could rival her.

  Linghu Cong, this kind of student who treats the classroom as a bedroom and often skips school, has thoroughly become a shallow and ignorant martial artist with well-developed limbs in front of her.

  Lin Wanru smiled sweetly, looking at Linghu Chong's embarrassed face, covering her mouth and giggling uncontrollably. Fortunately, Linghu Chong had a thick skin, so he abandoned his awkward scholar demeanor, let loose his true nature, and spoke with great enthusiasm about his adventures in the Jianghu world, his chivalrous feelings, Lin Wanru listened with eyes shining with admiration and longing.

  Two people, one literary and one martial, yet they got along famously. In the course of their conversation, it was discovered that Lin Wanru was actually the daughter of the current Marshal Lin Wenchin. She had been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, far surpassing her peers in talent, with a wide range of interests and a love for traveling to famous mountains and rivers. This time, she had originally planned to go to Mount Tian to admire the snow, but unexpectedly encountered an attack by the Black Dragon Gang's expert and almost became a captive.

  There must be a reason for this, but she didn't say it, and Linghu Cong didn't dare ask. He avoided the topic and chatted with her about famous mountains and rivers, scenic spots, and historic sites. Finally, Lin Wanyu's four bodyguards finished their work and bid farewell to Linghu Cong before leaving. As they departed, one of them took off a crystal-clear jade pendant from his body and gave it to him as a gift, inviting him to visit her home in the capital city when he had time.

  Linghu Cong watched as Lin Yueru's carriage disappeared into the distance, feeling a little melancholy. The exquisite jade pendant in his hand still retained some warmth, with a lifelike phoenix spreading its wings on the back, and Lin Yueru's three elegant and airy characters faintly visible. He reluctantly put the jade pendant close to his body, sighed, and thought that she was indeed an extraordinary woman, wondering when they would meet again.

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