The county town is in great chaos

  There were only three people here, and it should have been this person who made the move just now.

  Tie Yu Yang secretly thought to himself, took a few deep breaths, and regained some of his strength. He bowed towards the black figure and said: "I am Tie Yu Yang, thank you for saving my life, esteemed master. May I ask your noble name? I, Tie, will definitely repay this kindness with my life in the future!"

  "Uh-huh."

  The man in black replied faintly, seemingly uninterested in talking to him further.

  "May I ask who is the immortal master?"

  "Who I am is none of your concern, just knowing that I have a grudge against the Nan family is enough. You want to destroy the Nan family? I'd be delighted to see it happen. The head of the Nan family, Nan Tianyong, has just finished casting a spell and his internal energy is almost depleted. If you really want to get rid of him, it's best to gather your subordinates immediately and return to Yongfu Tavern, no matter the cost, and kill him. Within an hour, Nan Tianyong's energy will remain weak, recovering at an extremely slow rate. However, after just one day, his energy will fully recover, and by then, even if you want to kill him, it'll be impossible. At that time, I think the Nan family will definitely launch a manhunt against you, eliminating Huoyun Gang and unifying the ten major gangs of Pingzhou."

  Tie Yu Yang was a heroic figure, and after a moment's thought, he grasped the key point. "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. I will now take my leave to go and kill the Nan family!" He clasped his fist, with great effort pulled out the Snow Iron Treasure Sword, covered his arm which couldn't stop bleeding, and stumbled out of the alley to find his subordinates, preparing to return and finish off the head of the Nan family.

  If it weren't for the mysterious immortal's guidance, Nan's clan leader would have already exhausted his magical powers, and he wouldn't have dared to think of going back to kill Nan's clan leader.

  Ye Qin walked out of the darkness and slowly came to Nan Zhonghao's side.

  The lower half of Nan Zhong's body was buried in the ground, while his upper body remained above ground.

  Ye Qin rummaged through the package that Nan Zhong Hao had been carrying with him, and pulled out a red spirit stone, a yellow talisman, a low-level cultivation manual "Fire Spirit Scripture", and another manual "Vajra Shield" spell.

  Ye Qin picked up the secret book with delight, opened it to take a look, but soon furrowed his brow.

  This is a defensive spell, not the attacking cultivation technique he wanted. Also, how can this young master of the Nan family be so poor, without even a decent thing on him, far worse than what he imagined the young master of the Nan family to be.

  Nan Tian Hao's chest was completely pierced by the treasured sword, and despite suffering such severe injuries, he still hadn't fully succumbed to death. With his last breath, he trembled with his finger, gazing at Ye Qin with an unresigned look.

  "You... you're from the Feng family?"

  "Feng clan? You're referring to the Feng clan of Dingzhou? I'm not a member of the Feng family. However, I have some personal grievances with the previous head of your Nan clan, Nan Tianba. Don't worry about it."

  Ye Qin picked up the things, gave Nan Tianhao a sword to make sure he was dead, and then used the flowing sand technique to bury him completely in the ground before leaving the alley. He planned to continue searching for another young man from the Nan family, as well as the head of the Nan family, Nan Tianxiong, at Yongfu Wine House.

  He must have had a lot of magical secrets in the Nan family, but it's hard to say who they were passed down to.

  He told Tie Yu Yang that Nan Tian Xiong had exhausted his magical powers, and he wanted to borrow the power of Huo Yun Gang's many top-notch masters to exhaust Nan Tian Xiong as much as possible, so that he wouldn't have to take risks himself to duel with Nan Tian Xiong.

  Ye Qin wore a black robe and a conical hat, appearing on the streets of the county town, walking alone at a slow pace.

  Inside the county town, flames and killings are everywhere. The nine major gangs' pursuit of the Medicine King Gang's disciples is still ongoing, and has spread throughout the entire county town.

  In addition, some small-time hooligans also took advantage of the situation to do evil, rob and loot, smashing open grain shops and rich households' doors, snatching valuables. Some robbers even fought each other over uneven shares. The entire county town was in a state of utter chaos, with every household closing their doors tightly, not daring to venture out.

  It's just that there are too many people taking advantage of the chaos to rob and loot, and too many victims. Ye Qin didn't have time to bother with so many, and simply passed by indifferently without intervening. However, some scoundrels took advantage of the great chaos to do some heinous and inhumane deeds that outraged both heaven and man.

  Ye Qin heard a woman's shrill cry from afar, let out a faint sigh, and casually picked up a sharp sword from a corpse on the ground.

  ......

  The whole county was in a state of confusion, with over 100 guards inside the county government office, yet it was eerily quiet.

  The county magistrate sat on the high hall in a state of anxiety and confusion, several officials and teachers were at a loss.

  Today, the guardians of the county government office are Li, the county's self-proclaimed tracking expert, and a group of on-duty constables. They tightly grasp their shackles, iron chains, and batons, with timid expressions, hiding behind the closed gate of the county government office, watching the county magistrate's face while peeking through the gap in the door at the Jianghu people causing chaos all over the street, but they don't dare to go out and catch anyone.

  The county magistrate had never seen such a big riot in the county seat, his beard trembling with anger, pounding his chest and feet, scolding: "These gangsters, actually openly committing crimes in the county government. I should have petitioned the imperial court to send troops to drive them out and kill them all. If these bandits are not eliminated, the people of Pingzhou will not be able to live in peace!"

  Several officials looked at each other in dismay. The old and weak city guards of Zhujici County City were only a few hundred, and the catchers were only one or two hundred people. Relying solely on the military strength of Zhujici County City was absolutely unable to restrain this large group of Jianghu strongmen. The soldiers of Pingzhou were all in Wan'an Prefecture, with a force of 100,000, but only the great general who guarded Pingzhou could mobilize them. It was not an easy task to ask the great general to send troops to suppress the bandits.

  Li caught his head and said cautiously: "Master, don't you know who is behind the Ten Great Guilds?"

  "Who is it?"

  "It's said that they are the princes of our country, Pingzhou Wan'an Prefecture. The wealth of these gangs all flows into the princes' pockets. To send troops to surround and capture these gangs would be going against the princes."

  "What's the news?"

  "Hmm, that's the news about my younger uncle's wife's family's granddaughter's close friend. This is an open secret in Jianghu. The backers of these gangs are all related to the royal princes and high-ranking officials. I heard that the number one master of Pingzhou today was recruited by the prince himself. However, these are just rumors circulating among the common folk, and a humble person like me doesn't dare confirm them absolutely."

  The county magistrate suddenly fell silent.

  Li caught his breath, as long as the county magistrate didn't make a mess of things, he hastily shouted at the yamen runners who were still in a daze, "You few don't just stand there, guard the entrance and exit passages of the yamen, don't let the thieves rush into the yamen and startle the old master."

  Those bailiffs had long been stunned, and they couldn't hear Li's words anymore. They stared at the street with a look of extreme horror as if they had seen a ghost.

  Li caught a glimpse of something amiss and hastily looked in their direction through the gap under the door.

  A dark-clad figure, as elusive as a ghost, was seen flying across the street, with sword light flashing cold and stern. Wherever he passed, a group of bandits who were assaulting a woman fell down, their necks twisted to one side, spouting blood like cut wheat.

  One, two, three......

  The black-clad figure moved silently, his sword drawn without a sound, and the people who died at his hands also made no noise. They simply clutched their throats, which had been slashed by the sharp blade, and let out faint gurgling sounds as they spat out large mouthfuls of blood before collapsing to the ground.

  After a gust of cool wind, more than ten corpses lay silently on the icy ground of the bustling street in front of the county government office. The other scoundrels who were looting nearby had already been frightened and dropped their loot, fleeing as fast as they could.

  Li Baozhen was stunned, and the handcuffs in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter without him even noticing. He and the other constables stared at each other in dismay, feeling a chill run down their spines, as if a ghost had blown a cold breath on the back of their necks.