You Promised to Be an Idle Son-in-Law, How Could You Become a Land Immortal?

Chapter 392: Chapter 250: Liu Lang, Don’t Be Reckless

If his Cultivation were also in the Middle Three Grades, he would be far more accomplished than he is now.

Zhao Shichang sighed to himself upon hearing this. Thankfully, he had dissuaded the young master. If he had ruined the Master’s plans, the trouble would have been even greater.

"Young Master, it’s best we get Lv Jiunan to leave as soon as possible."

"The longer he stays here, the greater the trouble."

After a pause, he continued, "Asutai and Zeng Zhifeng’s whereabouts are currently unknown. We still need Lv Jiunan to find them."

Liu Taoyao hummed in acknowledgment. "Get it done."

Zhao Shichang breathed a sigh of relief and patted the coachman at the front, whispering, "We’ll have to trouble you, Uncle Tianming."

The coachman nodded slightly, then climbed down from the carriage. Using the dim light of the overcast sky for cover, he quickly approached Liu Lang and Lv Jiunan.

As he advanced, he periodically flicked several Silver Needles from his hand.

Following a series of barely audible pops, the Wandering Martial Artists, their attention completely fixed on the battle between Liu Lang and Lv Jiunan, dropped to the ground.

Even a few beggars spying from the corners couldn’t escape the fatal Silver Needles.

In the blink of an eye, several people were dead.

Seeing this from the carriage, Zhao Shichang said in a low voice, "Young Master, with Uncle Tianming making his move, I’m sure Lv Jiunan will be able to withdraw quickly."

Liu Taoyao nodded, his gaze sweeping over the fallen Wandering Martial Artists as he sighed.

"It’s a pity Liu Tianming is so advanced in years. He’ll never be able to break through to the Third Grade Realm in this lifetime."

At this, he thought of Liu Wu, whom he had met the previous night, and a look of regret crossed his face.

’If Liu Wu and Liu Lang were in my service, how could my grand ambitions possibly fail?’

Zhao Shichang naturally knew what his master was thinking and chimed in, "Them... It is indeed a pity..."

But whether it was a pity or not was no longer important.

As long as Uncle Liu cleared away the onlookers and ensured Lv Jiunan could retreat safely, their grand plan would not be affected.

Soon, the Liu Tianming they spoke of had slain dozens of people, clearing out nearly all the bystanders.

The only one left was a Wandering Martial Artist in a black robe and bamboo hat, standing closest to Liu Lang and Lv Jiunan.

Liu Tianming tried the same trick again, flicking out two Silver Needles.

SWISH! SWISH!

Two faint whistles cut through the air in quick succession.

But to Liu Tianming’s surprise, the two Silver Needles failed to pierce the black-robed man’s body as they had the others.

Instead, the man had caught them between two fingers.

Liu Tianming sized him up, his voice low. "You’re not weak."

"But this is not a place for you to linger. If you don’t want trouble, I suggest you leave at once."

’He knew the commotion here had already alerted many people. The longer this dragged on, the more attention it would attract.’

That was why he didn’t want to waste time on a fight.

The black-robed man glanced sideways at him. Beneath the bamboo hat, his black iron mask gleamed faintly.

"You’re right. It is time to leave."

"You..."

Before Liu Tianming could urge him on, the black-robed man turned his head and called out to Liu Lang and Lv Jiunan, who were fighting in the distance.

"Sword Madman, your Blade is as dull as rust. And you had the nerve to ask me for a sparring match?"

Liu Lang was startled by the voice and was nearly struck by the threads.

After a clumsy dodge, he looked over at the black-robed man and shouted in exasperation:

"Boss, not only is this Black Magic Master’s Cultivation higher than mine, but he’s also covered in poison. He’s a real handful."

The black-robed man was none other than Chen Yi.

Hearing this, he chided with a laugh, "If you’re weak, you’re weak. Why make excuses?"

Liu Lang instantly gritted his teeth. He stopped dodging and turned to charge at the pursuing Lv Jiunan.

"You said it!"

"If I’m unfortunate enough to fall for one of his tricks, I’ll be counting on you to save me."

But before he could clash with the threads, a black shadow suddenly appeared before him in a flash.

"There’s no time for you to show off."

"You go deal with that old-timer over there. This one’s mine."

Seeing Chen Yi step in, Liu Lang pouted. ’Could’ve said so earlier,’ he muttered, then turned and charged toward Liu Tianming.

Lv Jiunan looked at Chen Yi, his expression turning grave. His voice was heavy as he asked:

"Who in the world are you?"

"Last night, you appeared at the Spring Rain Building and ruined my plans. Then you followed me. What are you after?"

Chen Yi glanced at the threads swirling around Lv Jiunan’s body and said with a smile,

"Why is everyone so curious about my identity?"

"And what difference would it make if you knew?"

After a pause, he looked at Lv Jiunan. "Would it help you escape with your life?"