Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Wuliang Daoist Temple

Zhao Houcai was drenched in cold sweat, his movements were extremely fast.

He was nicknamed “Throat-lock Hand”, with most of his martial skills focused in his hands. When he exerted his full strength, the terrifying power nearly broke Zhao Feiyan’s throat.

Zhao Feiyan felt suffocated, her eyes rolling back, and she desperately patted her father’s hand.

“Hmm? Miss Zhao, what did you just say?”

Jiang Shi showed suspicion, urging his horse closer and asked.

“It’s nothing, nothing, Brother Jiang, are you also going to the Wuliang Daoist Temple?”

Zhao Houcai’s face turned pale, forcing a smile.

The implication was, the last time you committed such a huge massacre that shook the Fengzhou Martial Arts, this time with heroes gathered and the presence of the three Martial Saints – Daoist Qing Song, Zen Master Wu Hui, and Sect Leader Yue, how dare you show up again? It’s a road to doom.

“That’s right, I plan to attend the martial meet to exchange some resources.”

Jiang Shi candidly admitted, speaking calmly: “You know most cultivation resources are now controlled by the military. For us loose cultivators, obtaining resources is very difficult; only through the martial meet can we exchange for some.”

“That’s true, but about your last incident…”

Zhao Houcai’s expression changed, unable to help but cautiously remind him.

He dared not walk with Jiang Shi.

Appearing with Jiang Shi last time was one thing, but going with Jiang Shi again this time, most of the heroes from Fengzhou might tear them apart.

“What about the last incident?”

Jiang Shi knowingly asked, his tone calm, “As you saw, I wasn’t the one to initiate trouble. I have a mild personality, am polite and courteous, and have never liked fighting. I came here in good faith. Are you not going to let me in?”

As he spoke, he subconsciously shook the Wolf Fang Club in his hand, lightly dusting off the dust on it.

Zhao Houcai broke out in cold sweat again.

Came in good faith?

I fear your Wolf Fang Club is your sincerity, right?

“Elder Zhao, covering your daughter’s mouth like that, are you trying to suffocate her? If you keep it up, your daughter will soon run out of breath.”

Jiang Shi couldn’t help but glance at Zhao Feiyan and reminded him.

Zhao Houcai then snapped back to reality, his face changing, and he quickly let go.

Zhao Feiyan, once released, immediately began gasping for air, panting loudly, then looked at her father with a resentful expression.

“Dad, am I really your biological daughter?”

“Bold, you are of course your father’s biological daughter.”

Zhao Houcai’s tone sank.

“But you almost strangled me!”

Zhao Feiyan said angrily.

“You!”

Zhao Houcai was speechless for a moment, eventually saying no more, but instead looked toward Jiang Shi again, awkwardly laughing: “Brother Jiang, what did you say earlier? Are you asking for the way to Wuliang Daoist Temple? It’s simple, just follow this road straight ahead, see a large pine tree, take a left turn, go another twenty li, and you’ll find a canyon, where the Wuliang Daoist Temple is located.”

“I see, let’s go together.”

Jiang Shi looked up.

“Ahem, I just remembered, I seem to have left something in the inn, we are planning to go back first to fetch it.”

Zhao Houcai thickened his skin to say, not daring to stay with Jiang Shi for even a quarter of an hour.

“Yes, Brother Jiang, we left something at the inn.”

Shangguan Yun also forced a smile.

“Dad, what did we forget?”

Zhao Feiyan asked, puzzled.

Zhao Houcai’s eyelids twitched, almost unable to resist covering her mouth again.

This foolish daughter can’t be brought out in the future.

Bringing her out again, my old life will sooner or later be ruined by her.

“Some silver, some silver was forgotten.”

Zhao Houcai laughed, seeing Zhao Feiyan still about to speak, he quickly glared angrily.

Zhao Feiyan suddenly felt aggrieved and said no more.

Young Master Lin, on the side, was full of suspicion as he looked at Jiang Shi, then at Zhao Houcai.

He could clearly feel that with Jiang Shi’s arrival, the Elder Zhao ’Throat-lock Hand’ seemed to have become a bit strange.

Was this… fear?

“Silver? I thought it was something important, couldn’t you just send a disciple to get it, and have Elder Zhao personally lead the way for me? I’m a bit directionally challenged.”

Jiang Shi spoke calmly.

“This… this…”

“Could it be Elder Zhao is unwilling?”

Jiang Shi raised an eyebrow.

“No, no.”

Zhao Houcai hurriedly replied, silently lamenting in his heart.

He’s been in the Jianghu for many years without incident, why does he keep running into this guy time and again?

If the heroes found out he had such a deep relationship with this young man, how could Fengzhou Martial Arts accommodate him in the future?

“By the way, who might this be?”

Jiang Shi suddenly also noticed the young Master Lin.

“This is Lin Dong, Young Master Lin of the renowned Fuyuan Escort Agency!”

Zhao Feiyan couldn’t help but speak again.

“What young master, just a stray dog.”

Young Master Lin showed bitterness and said: “The Money Gang colluded with the local government, scheming against my Lin family’s ancestral estate, killed all eighty-seven members of my family, now only I am left alive…”

Jiang Shi immediately showed an odd expression.

Could it be?

Is this really Fuyuan Escort Agency and not Fuwai Escort Agency?

“Amitabha.”

Jiang Shi couldn’t help but sigh softly.

Zhao Houcai, Shangguan Yun were both puzzled, utterly clueless.

Is this guy… has he converted to Buddhism?

“Elder Zhao, aren’t you sending your senior disciple back to the inn for money?”

Jiang Shi asked again.

“No, no, I suddenly remembered I had prepared some extra.”

Zhao Houcai replied awkwardly.

“Then it’s settled, let’s go.”

Jiang Shi spoke.

Zhao Houcai had no choice but to lead the way, his eyes occasionally glancing at Jiang Shi, pondering.

He really couldn’t figure out why Jiang Shi was confident enough to go to the Wuliang Daoist Temple.

Could it be he wants to voluntarily seek death?

“Never mind, if you’re seeking death, don’t blame me. When the time comes, as soon as a fight breaks out, I’ll declare it has nothing to do with me, I’m just responsible for guiding you. Then not only will the heroes not blame me, they might even thank me greatly.”

Zhao Houcai thought to himself.

As they continued forward.

After half an hour.

A perilous canyon finally appeared ahead of them.

In the canyon, a majestic Daoist temple stood quietly.

It was clear that outside the grand entrance of the temple, a large number of horses were tethered. Outside the temple, a group of young Daoists with hair tied in topknots, wearing Daoist robes, were respectfully welcoming guests.

Most people, after handing over a token, were smoothly allowed inside.

Zhao Houcai forced a smile and said, “Brother Jiang, do you have a token?”

“No.”

Jiang Shi gently shook his head, examining the temple ahead.

The structure of the temple was exceptionally unique, positioned right at the entrance of the canyon. The two large doors were embedded at the canyon entrance, sealing the canyon tightly.

Once the door is closed, even a thousand troops might find it hard to break in.

However, after carefully observing for a moment, he still discovered a section that could be climbed over.

“Elder Zhao, thank you for leading me here. I bid you farewell now.”

Jiang Shi spoke, driving his horse away, heading in another direction.

Zhao Houcai was greatly puzzled.

This guy left?

Isn’t he attending the martial meet?

“That’s good, the less trouble, the better, if he leaves, it won’t implicate me.”

He rejoiced privately.

Not long after, Jiang Shi circled to the other side of the canyon, tied his horse securely, looked over at the somewhat lower part of the wall before him, and then leaped with force, his leg power erupted, directly grasping the wall top, lightly flipping over, he landed inside the temple.

“All roads lead to Rome, there’s no need to always use the front door.”

He murmured to himself.

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