Chapter 61: The Hegemon of Lingzhou ~ Chapter 62: The Zhao Family

  The starting point is getting harder and harder to log in... Parting, it's always sad.

  Sitting alone in the wine building, Wu Ming's eyes were somewhat absent-minded as he stared outside with a bit of annoyance.

  Just now, Hong Qigong has left after all. However, Wu Ming suddenly remembered something and hastily took out the manual of Dragon Subduing Kick from the Martial Arts Space and handed it over.

  Hong Qigong didn't want it at first, but Wu Ming strongly insisted on giving it to him. With the help of the Dragon Subduing Leg, Hong Qigong's strength will definitely rise to another level. The Dragon Subduing Leg is said to be originally paired with the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, but somehow it was split into two separate secret manuals.

  "Sir, old man sees that you seem to be in a rather irritable mood. Would you like to listen to a little tune to lift your spirits?"

  Wu Ming, who had lost his concentration, was awakened by a hoarse voice.

  Wu Ming turned his head to see that there were two more people beside him, an old man with white hair and beard, followed by a thin and weak green-clad girl who looked like she was only sixteen or seventeen years old. The old man's clothes were not very good, made of coarse hemp, while the girl's green clothes were made of silk, but had been washed until they were faded, and behind her back, it seemed that she was carrying a black cloth bag, which appeared to contain an ancient zither.

  The old man had a faint smile on his face, but between his eyebrows and eyes, there seemed to be a hint of pleading.

  "Alright, let's have one song!"

  Wu Ming glanced around, there weren't many people in the wine shop, mostly just passing travelers hurrying along. Among these people, he was dressed the best, no wonder the old man had approached him. Those diners who heard the music all looked over and stopped talking.

  Seeing Wu Ming did not object, the old man was overjoyed and called out in a low voice: "Xue Er."

  "Yes!" The green-robed woman, called Xue Er, took down the guqin from her back. A clever young waiter brought over a table and chairs. This wine shop sold music performances, and they also took a cut of the earnings; otherwise, they wouldn't let people come in at will. As for these two, the young waiter seemed to recognize them as well.

  "Twang...twang...twang..." Xue'er gently plucked the strings, seemingly tuning them. Once in tune, a soothing melody slowly emerged.

  The old man took out a bamboo flute from his bosom and began to play it with a mournful sound.

  There is no singing, only pure instrumental music being played.

  The sound is not loud, but it's very soothing. The slow rhythm brings a special feeling that makes Wu Ming's heart skip a beat. He had also heard before that ancient music was good to listen to and even searched for some online to listen to. The sound was pure and pleasant, but after all, it was just recorded music. Now, truly listening to it in person, the sound seems to be coming from right next to his ear, completely different from the songs he found online, incredibly moving.

  The melody is beautiful, but the person playing it has extremely high skills. Especially the guqin and xiao, it seems to have a desolate and sorrowful feeling. Wu Ming slowly closed his eyes, at this moment he didn't want to think about anything, didn't want to do anything, just wanted to quietly listen on and on. His thoughts had unknowingly floated to who-knows-where, very far away, as if he had returned to his childhood, and also seemed to have seen the smiling face of his master's sister Shi Jingxuan, in a flash he also saw the blood-spitting face of Hong Qigong. And for some reason, as he listened on, he couldn't help but shed tears.

  As soon as the music ended, Wu Ming opened his eyes, let out a breath and asked faintly: "What's this piece called?"

  "Divine melody!" The girl said in a low voice, like an oriole.

  "Ghostly tune? Haha, what a pure and white person, what a ghostly tune!" Wu Ming nodded his head, took out a silver ingot from his bosom and threw it over, weighing as much as five taels.

  "Hey, which rich young master's family is this? So generous? He's handing out five taels of shiny silver like it's nothing, almost as if he's trying to keep up with me! Hmph, what's a big man like him doing, pissing away his money? Since he's so wealthy, why not give some to me instead? Hey, little girl, we meet again! This time, let's see where you can run off to?"

  Outside the wine shop, a young man in white robes walked in with four servants. The man's face was very pale, similar to that of the eunuch, and it was unclear whether he had been sunburned or lacked vitality.

  Wu Ming, who had inherited the medical skills, saw through the boy's superficiality at a glance. His body was probably hollowed out long ago, and he had taken a lot of tonics, plus he had practiced martial arts, so although he looked spirited, in fact, it was just that. If he really got sick, I'm afraid he would be tortured to death.

  He shook his head, Wu Ming didn't pay much attention to the kid's words. At this moment, he had just emerged from the artistic conception of that melody, and there was still a sense of emptiness and nostalgia in his heart. He didn't want it to be destroyed, disturbing his interest.

  "Bang..."

  That young master slapped the old man's face, and the smile on his face suddenly became somewhat ferocious. He said viciously: "You old thing, did you really think that by hiding here, I wouldn't be able to find you? Hmph, you actually made me walk over a hundred miles, are you tired of living?"

  "No, don't hit my grandfather! Zhao Feng, I'll go back with you, just please don't hit my grandfather, he's already so old..." Xue Er rushed over and blocked the old man.

  The old man's face flashed with a hint of anger, but it was quickly suppressed, and he could only look at the young master with fear.

  Originally, several people in the rivers and lakes wanted to take advantage of the situation, but after hearing the girl mention this young master's name, they immediately fell silent. The four servants beside Zhao Feng swept their eyes over the crowd with a hint of provocation, as if warning them, yet also looking down on them.

  "Haha, Dongfang Xue, do you think you can still escape from my grasp? Neither of you can escape. Oh, and that 'rich young master', I've been short on money to spend lately, hehehe... You little cheap thing, don't think you can outrun me, in Lingzhou, I am the sky, I am the earth, whoever dares to offend me, I will kill him! I value you, yet you dare to run away from me, you little cheap thing?"

  Zhao Feng said, grabbing Dongfang Xue's hair with one hand, his ferocious face scared this little girl stiff, her face full of fear and terror.

  Wu Ming was stunned, but after a moment of distraction, the development of things had exceeded his expectations. Seeing Zhao Feng actually lay hands on that innocent little girl, a thread of anger flashed across his face, and he immediately pointed out.

  "Hmph..."

  No one had expected that Wu Ming would be a martial artist, and even less so that he would take action. No one noticed, not even Zhao Feng felt the danger, his wrist was already punched with a bloody big hole.

  "Know your place and scram, don't disturb my noble mood." Wu Ming said calmly. He wasn't afraid to kill someone, but felt that killing this whatever-noble-son at this time would dirty his hands and affect his mood.

  What's with Zhao Feng, he can intimidate others, but Wu Ming obviously doesn't buy it. No matter how great his secular power is, what can he do? Wu Ming isn't afraid at all, they're just a group of ordinary people after all. And if we're talking about the martial arts world, haha, I still know Qing Yi Bat King, believe it or not, he'll lead that old bat to suck your whole family dry?

  As for that so-called Zhao family, Wu Ming was completely unimpressed. Not even the mighty Dugu Bai Tian could compare to his own abilities!

  In Western Xia, the only one that can compare to Mingjiao in terms of strength is Yipintang. However, in reality, Yipintang's strength is far inferior to Mingjiao's. If it weren't for an extremely terrifying old lady from Western Xia, Yipintang would be nothing but trash in front of Mingjiao.

  Chapter 62: The Zhao Family

  "Ah... my hand, my hand, it's killing me..."

  Zhao Feng pinched his right hand in pain and let out a loud cry. Sweat beads appeared on his face, but it was unclear if he was really in that much pain?

  "You few, give me, kill him for me, kill him, no, can't kill, catch him, disable his hands and feet, I want to make him, let him suffer a lifetime, let him regret a lifetime, ah... hurry up!"

  Zhao Feng yelled loudly, as if not yelling would make it hurt even more. He was wailing at the top of his lungs, like a pig being slaughtered. It seemed that he had never suffered such an injury before.

  "Yes, young master!"

  The four servants' faces showed a hint of fear, but more anger, for they had not expected that anyone would dare to lay hands on their young master here. And now that the young master was injured, it was likely that they would be punished when they returned.

  "You dare to lay a hand on our young master? I think you're tired of living. Come on!"

  One person shouted loudly and rushed forward first. The three people behind immediately surrounded him as well, apparently unwilling to let Wu Ming go.

  Wu Ming's anger in his heart grew even more intense. He had finally gotten the chance to listen to such a heavenly melody, but this guy didn't know how to appreciate it. Although these few people were quite strong, with the weakest being at the Ninth Heaven of the Post-Heaven Realm and the strongest being at the Third Heaven of the Pre-Heaven Realm, for Wu Ming, the gap was not even worth mentioning.

  Nowadays, Wu Ming had already broken through to the Fifth Heaven of Xiantian when he was fighting against the Snake Neck Beast. Moreover, with his strength, even a warrior who has reached the Ninth Heaven of Xiantian would not be a match for him. These few people were really not worthy of his attention. However, thinking about it, the Martial Arts plane hadn't leveled up in many days, and Wu Ming also wanted to earn some experience. In anger, he was also somewhat delighted - weren't these guys just coming to give themselves to him as experience points?

  He wasn't skilled in lightness, but Wu Ming's pure and thick internal energy allowed him to move at an extremely fast speed. The four of them knew that Wu Ming's kung fu was high, but they had never thought it would be this high. After all, Wu Ming looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old now, how much higher could he go? But before they knew it, Wu Ming had already knocked all four of them to the ground with just one move.

  With experience not taken, how can it be done? Wu Ming's sword rose and fell, killing all four of Zhao Feng's servants, with blood flowing everywhere.

  Everyone in the wine tower was stunned, is this still human? So fast, in the blink of an eye, four masters have all died here, and they haven't even seen what's going on yet? This young man, his strength is so powerful! Everyone's mind simultaneously surged with this thought.

  Wu Ming, however, narrowed his eyes and secretly opened his own information page.

  Name: Wu Ming

  Martial Arts Level: Innate Fivefold Heaven

  Experience points: 24390/30000

  Root bone: 23

  Heart Method: (Heavenly Heart Method, 9 Yin True Classic Fragment) Refining Tendons and Tempering Bones Chapter - Proficiency 36%, Mysterious Heaven Heart Method - Proficiency 12%, Pseudo-Divine Class Technique 9 Yang True Classic - Proficiency 9%.

  Martial Arts: 36 Routes of Heaven's Wrath Palm - First 12 Palms Proficiency 43%, Dragon Descending Godly Leg Proficiency 23%, Unparalleled Divine Finger Proficiency 11%, Holy Spirit Swordsmanship 10%.

  Equipment: Clear Wind Sword

  Dan medicine: None

  Experience points have increased a lot, but it still needs a lot of experience to break through the next level. Opening his eyes, Wu Ming smiled at Zhao Feng again. Heh heh, if he moves him, there should be a large number of people who will send experience over, right?

  "Stop, don't kill me, please don't kill me. What do you want? Do you want money? I'll give it to you, my family has a lot of money, my father loves me the most, he'll give you as much as you want. Please don't kill me... Besides, even if you kill me, you won't be able to leave Lingzhou, my father is the head of the Zhao family in Lingzhou, with many skilled fighters under him, my uncle is the garrison commander in Lingzhou, and my cousin is the governor of Lingzhou... As long as you spare me, we'll consider this matter settled. How about it? Oh, right, I'll also give them to you, just please spare me..."

  In Zhao Feng's eyes, Wu Ming, who was now smiling, had transformed into a demon. He was so scared that he stuttered as he spoke, begging Wu Ming to spare his life. To be honest, he really didn't want to die, because once he died, everything would be gone. As the youngest son of the Zhao family, he couldn't compete for the position of family head anyway, and at home, he was taken care of by his older brothers, and was the most beloved child of his mother.

  At this time, Zhao Feng had completely forgotten the pain in his hand and was frantically retreating backwards, but he was blocked by the threshold of the wine house and fell directly to the ground. His face was full of fear, never having felt such a moment before, making him feel terrified.

  "Oh? Your family is very rich? Well, it's up to your dad how much money he wants to pay for your ransom. Tell that shopkeeper to pass a message to the Zhao family, saying that their young master Zhao Feng is in my hands. Tonight, they should come to Shili Slope to pay the ransom. Hmm, I want one million taels of silver! Heh heh, I've been short on cash lately. Oh right, also tell him not to try any ambushes or anything like that. I don't mind killing hostages."

  Wu Ming finished speaking, threw two silver ingots onto the counter, and immediately strode out, grabbing Zhao Feng's collar at the door and dragging him out. After a few steps, he turned back to the old man and Dongfang Xue, saying: "You two, why don't you come with me? Judging from appearances, the Zhao family seems quite powerful. If they catch us, it'll be tough!"

  He had originally wanted to gain some experience and then use that to attract even more experience. But after hearing Zhao Feng's words, Wu Ming suddenly changed his mind - why not make a bit of extra money? Recently he was short on silver to spend anyway! He didn't even want to exchange it.

  "My lord, we'll follow you."

  The old man suddenly had an idea.

  Zhao's family influence in this area of Lingzhou is very clear to him. Following Wu Ming may be dangerous, but not following him would be even more perilous. Even fleeing to Liao State would be useless now that the entire Zhao family has been offended. What else can be done?

  The old man understood very clearly that although Zhao Feng's matter was not done by him, it was because of the grandfather and grandson that it arose. The Zhao family would naturally put this account on their heads. Wu Ming wanted to catch them, they would also be tortured to death.

  "Hmm, that's fine too." Wu Ming nodded his head. In fact, apart from not wanting to bring disaster to them, he also wanted to listen more to Dongfang Xue's music. That soul-stirring melody still lingered in his mind even now, and it had even inspired a faint desire in him to learn how to play the piano.

  "One million two taels of white silver? Did I just hear that wrong?" A traveling merchant exclaimed in disbelief after Wu Ming left.

  "Goodness gracious, they actually dare to kidnap the young master of the Zhao family's direct line! Who is this person?" Another customer clicked his tongue and said.

  "That's the Zhao family, the Zhao family of Lingzhou, a renowned and powerful clan in Western Xia. This person really dares to..."

  "Hah, what's there to be afraid of? You've already killed four people here, you dare to kill, what's a kidnapping?"

  "Hmm, this young hero either doesn't know the height of heaven and the thickness of earth or his martial arts skills are really extraordinary. Judging from his appearance, he's probably only sixteen or seventeen years old? The Zhao family's anger, he's likely to be unable to bear it."

  "It's not necessarily the case, maybe they have their own backing too? Just like during the heyday of the Fist Emperor, wasn't it all over in just one day... Cough cough, who can say for sure about things in the martial arts world?"

  "What's with the Fist Emperor's Gate? What happened?" a curious customer asked.

  Many people had already planned to leave this place of right and wrong, but after hearing about the Liao State Boxing Emperor's Gate, they seemed to have gained interest. Besides, even if the Zhao family was powerful, could they really kill so many innocent people? Did he dare to do that?

  In Lingzhou, the Zhao family is powerful, but this world is not just a small Lingzhou. The Zhao family also dare not push things to the extreme, provoking public outrage is a precursor to the downfall of the family.

  Just took a look at the book review, some brothers said that 62 chapters were missing, hurry up and add them in, haha, really sorry about that, missed it.

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