Chapter 47: Bold Infiltration

Yan Xirou finally left the Yan family, and after encountering countless malicious people, she drifted to an unknown place......

How could there be a day for father and daughter to meet again?

But that is a story for later.

After the Four Guards of Wind Fire Mountain Forest rushed to the ambush site and saw the scattered corpses and the Kūn Gate Master's remains, they were overwhelmed with grief:

"Kūn Gate Master!"

"How could it be.... that the Kūn Gate Master and so many grandmaster experts were brutally killed by that Yan Buji—where is he now!"

The Wind Guard frowned, looking at the other three: "Everyone, send people to collect the bodies and send them back to their hometowns. Report this... to the court... I fear this Yan Buji has become an unrivaled expert in the Heavenly Human Realm, beyond our ability to handle!"

The people around exchanged glances and then nodded.

"This matter is quite suspicious, not to mention how he could break through to the Heavenly Human Realm so quickly; even his purpose in staying in Lin Shan Cheng needs thorough investigation. Everyone, I will stay here to gather intelligence, while some of you go nearby to set up eyes and ears—we must find Yan Buji's trail!" the Wind Guard added.

"Hmm, not bad!"

"What the Wind Guard says is reasonable; let's first send people to bring the Kūn Gate Master's remains back to the capital."

The Iron Tiger Guard personnel began handling the aftermath, but because Yan Buji was so ferocious, even they dared not unilaterally issue a wanted notice; they could only wait for the court and the emperor to decide.

Two days passed.

Near Huanglong City.

Yan Buji whipped his horse to go faster, even having no time to tend to his own wounds; upon arriving, he concealed his form and sneaked into the city at midnight.

He came here for two purposes: one for the Ling family, and two for the Spring Literary Assembly!

The Spring Literary Assembly is held in a place called Yingchun Gu, situated between Lin Shan, Huanglong, and several nearby major cities.

"It's hateful that Ling Chuanfeng's martial prowess saved that old fool's life; otherwise I wouldn't have had to take two Blood Sha Pills, causing my qi and blood to be restless now!" Yan Buji coldly looked around, found the Ling family's location, then vaulted over the wall and entered.

The household servants around didn't notice anyone entering, and even the nearby grandmaster martial artists showed no sign.

Yan Buji was confident that his drawn Yan King Judging Ghost Diagram would not be detected; although his identity had been suddenly exposed earlier, leaving him puzzled, he now had no time to investigate that matter.

Naturally, Lin Shan Cheng could not be stayed in, and it was impossible to enter the Spring Literary Assembly via the introduction letter from Zhou Hua—what else is there to say?

Activate the backup plan!

As one of the major forces in the jianghu, the Ling family also has decent relations with the imperial court, and over the years they have had scholars enter officialdom. They have attended the Spring Literary Assembly several times; Yan Buji does not believe the Ling family failed to receive an invitation this time.

Moreover, seeing how deep the friendship between Ling Chuanfeng and the Kūn Gate Master is, the officials big and small around Huanglong City are all eager to curry favor with the Ling family, so they would naturally not obstruct the Ling family's participation in the assembly as a jianghu power.

"Found it!"

Yan Buji's purpose is simple—he only needs to find Ling Yan.

This woman is somewhat unusual, but as Ling Chuanfeng's daughter, her low strength might hide some unseen abnormality; yet killing her would be too easy.

For now, it seems the Ling family has not yet received Ling Chuanfeng's corpse; there is no scene of funeral arrangements at home—perhaps the Iron Tiger Guard is deliberately concealing this.

Or perhaps they are just not as quick as me!

Yan Buji knows he has no time left, so of course he won't prepare any further contingencies.

Sometimes plans fail to keep up with changes like this—Yan Buji's twenty-year concealment in Lin Shan Cheng was completely shattered in just three short days, resulting in total loss.

But who could have imagined that Yan Buji didn't hide in the deep mountains to heal his wounds, but instead dared to sneak into the Ling family while injured?

This act of bold adventure is not without reason—Yan Buji's great courage plays a part.

"Who's out there?!"

Ling Yan's alertness is higher than Yan Buji imagined, but at this moment Yan Buji climbed through the window and entered, coldly smiling as he looked at Ling Yan.

Ling Yan seemed about to go to sleep, wearing thin inner garments, covering her chest with an incredulous expression, nervously looking at him:

"Boss Yan? Why are you here? How did you get in?!"

"Miss Ling, don't worry; I just have a matter and want to ask Miss Ling for a favor, so you needn't anxiously shake the bell beside you, otherwise I can't guarantee this fragrant room won't be stained with a foul smell." Yan Buji curled the corner of his mouth, sat down at a nearby table by himself, poured a cup of tea, and drank it.

"Hmm, good tea." After finishing, Yan Buji nodded satisfactorily: "This is the tribute tea 'Spring Rain' of the dynasty, right? It's said only a few hundred jin are produced each year—I didn't expect to be able to drink it here; no wonder your family has such good relations with the Iron Tiger Guard."

Ling Yan's mind instantly became a tangled mess, and not to mention how Yan Buji entered her room—the key is his current behavior, which doesn't resemble the person she previously saw!

"You... who exactly are you?!" Ling Yan's face turned grave, she slowly retreated to sit by the bed, reaching her hand toward under the pillow.

"Who I am, Miss Ling must already have an answer in her heart—indeed, I am the outer demon. You've been searching for the Blood Flow Sect Remnant Faction!" Yan Buji said lightly.

"You!"

"Your father, in order to cooperate with the Kūn Gate Master, killed me, seemingly using a mysterious internal art, sacrificing himself to save his life. Hehe, unfortunately he died by my hand!"

Ling Yan's head felt as if struck by an iron rod, and she immediately felt a spinning dizziness.

What he said... is it true?!

The mysterious aspects of her Ling family's internal arts are known to hardly anyone in the jianghu, and even within the court few are aware!

But now Yan Buji has spoken it himself....

Ling Yan's eyes instantly reddened, she stared fixedly at him: "You killed my father—I demand your life in return!"

As she spoke, Ling Yan suddenly reached out and took from under the pillow a concealed weapon resembling a flower bud!

Yan Buji gave a cold chuckle, slowly rose and walked over, allowing Ling Yan to activate the concealed weapon!

Clang!

Only a thin, long steel needle fiercely pierced Yan Buji's body, but instead it bent slightly and rang out as it fell to the ground.

Yet this concealed weapon did not impede Yan Buji's steps in the slightest; Ling Yan panicked and hurriedly retreated toward the bedside:

"Don't come over!!"

"Miss Ling, I hope you recognize my strength, and before people arrive, send them away; otherwise I don't mind bathing the entire Ling family in blood." Yan Buji walked up to Ling Yan, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, lifted her like a chick, and laughed as he looked at her.

Ling Yan turned deathly pale with fright, seeing that Yan Buji caught the 'Heart-Piercing Thorn'—which even grandmasters supposedly cannot block—without a scratch, her heart instantly fell into despair.

And at this moment, shouts came from outside the door:

"Miss, miss?!"

"I'm fine.... I just had a nightmare, dreaming of my father...."

As they spoke, Lingyan couldn't help bursting into tears. Yan Buji didn't fear being noticed; the warrior outside the door gave a few puzzled glances, but also didn't dare to barge into her chambers at midnight, and hurriedly said:

"Miss, are you really alright?"

"What? You still want to come in to check?!"

"I wouldn't dare; I take my leave!"

After the warrior outside left, the surrounding air was utterly still.

Yan Buji closed his eyes and listened carefully around; indeed he detected no movement, and only then released Lingyan.

"Excellent, Miss Ling, I knew you weren't an ordinary person."

"You! What exactly do you want to do?!" Lingyan's eyes reddened, and she asked tremblingly.

"I want you to take me to the Spring Literary Assembly tomorrow!" Yan Buji said calmly.