Chapter 205: The Final Assessment

After Long Er and Duan Fengyun returned to the Dragon Gate, Duan Fengyun instructed:

"Long Er, do not mention tonight's events to anyone, including your Uncle Nie and the others.

Keep your Night-Walking Garment safe; I will not come to call you tomorrow night. Put on the Night-Walking Garment yourself, and we will meet at the Back Mountain."

After speaking, Duan Fengyun departed.

After Duan Fengyun left, Long Er took off the Night-Walking Garment. Looking at the spots of blood on it, Long Er was already numb.

He had never imagined that to establish oneself in the Jianghu, one would need to kill so many people.

But after experiencing the previous incident of killing, Long Er no longer felt such resistance in his heart toward the act of killing.

He walked to the water basin, washed his hands clean, and looking at his youthful face in the water, he murmured:

"If only I could always be a carefree little child, how good that would be!"

Long Er was now gradually beginning to recognize his own identity, and he knew that in this Jianghu where it is either you die or I live, if he could not change himself, then he would be one discarded by the Jianghu.

Having figured everything out, Long Er took off his outer garment, lay on the bed, and fell asleep slowly with longing for the future.

In his dream, Long Er first dreamed of a young man with an overbearing aura, and then he dreamed of an old man with white hair.

In the dream, Long Er could not see the faces of the two clearly, only that they both used the same sword technique:

"A dazzling sword technique, a move that makes ten thousand people submit."

The two men's shout for the sword technique was also exactly the same: Sword Twenty-Three!

Long Er in his sleep yearned for this world-destroying Sword Twenty-Three, and he began to mimic the figures in his dream.

Just as the sky was turning bright, Bu Jingyun arrived at Long Er's room right on time.

This time, Long Er was not woken up by Bu Jingyun; he had already packed his clothes before Bu Jingyun came to the room, waiting for Bu Jingyun full of energy.

Bu Jingyun, who had intended to shout loudly, was a bit surprised to see Long Er sitting swaggeringly on the chair; this little fellow was actually so self-disciplined.

Bu Jingyun did not make a sound, looked at Long Er with feigned cold arrogance, and walked straight out of the door.

This time, the destination for the two was very clear: it was still that surging, magnificent waterfall.

Long Er also consciously took off his clothes and jumped straight into the water pool.

No matter how many times he was knocked back by the waterfall, Long Er climbed up just as many times.

No matter how exhausted he was from being struck, Long Er would always face it again with an indomitable spirit.

Under Bu Jingyun's satisfied nod, Long Er completed his Cloud-Dispelling Palm training.

For the subsequent Wind God Leg and Heaven Frost Fist training, Long Er's indomitable spirit and lack of a single word of complaint also earned great praise from Nie Feng and Qin Shuang.

In the evening, Long Er followed Duan Fengyun's requirements, put on the Night-Walking Garment, and after meeting with Duan Fengyun at the Back Mountain, they headed to the second stop.

The second stop Duan Fengyun chose was a horse bandit gang. This time, Duan Fengyun did not make a sound and just watched Long Er perform.

By the time Long Er came out, the horse bandits inside were screaming incessantly.

That night, the largest horse bandit gang in the Jianghu suffered heavy casualties, and both their leader and Hall Master were killed.

The remaining members of the horse bandit gang all had their hand tendons severed.

Seeing the massive change in Long Er after not seeing him for one night, Duan Fengyun was extremely surprised.

After confirming that Long Er was unharmed, Duan Fengyun finally felt relieved.

He had feared that he was applying too much pressure, causing Long Er to collapse, which was why such a change had occurred.

One month later, a legend of a Black-Clad Envoy who rewards good and punishes evil spread throughout the Jianghu.

Legend had it that this Black-Clad Envoy acted only at night, specifically targeting gangs that were steeped in evil.

After dealing with these gangs, the Black-Clad Envoy would scatter the gangs' wealth among the poor families.

In the eyes of the gangs steeped in evil, the Black-Clad Envoy was a nightmare that made them unable to sleep.

To the poor commoners, the Black-Clad Envoy was their savior.

And the nightmare/savior Black-Clad Envoy was currently being lectured by his four relatives.

"Long Er, you are truly amazing.

In just one short month, your Cloud-Dispelling Palm, Wind God Leg, and Heaven Frost Fist are already taking shape.

As long as you practice more, in time, you will definitely reach our level."

Nie Feng, Qin Shuang, and Bu Jingyun praised him.

Regarding Long Er's performance, Duan Fengyun was also extremely satisfied; the rapid progress Long Er had made in the Fist Palm Leg Three Peerless over this month, as well as his practical combat experience, left Duan Fengyun full of admiration.

Long Er was not old now, but he already possessed a sharpness like a keen sword.

And for Long Er's teaching, Duan Fengyun still had one final assessment.

"Long Er, you have learned the Fist Palm Leg Three Peerless well enough, and your practical combat experience is also rich.

But Dad still has one assessment requirement for you; as long as you meet this requirement, Dad will let you walk the Jianghu alone from now on."

Long Er, who had been working with all his might, did so precisely to be able to travel the world alone with his sword.

Now that he had finally reached this step, facing this final assessment, he would certainly not shrink back.

"Dad, what is the assessment? Tell me!

No matter if there is a mountain of blades or a sea of fire ahead, I, Long Er, will trample it flat."

Duan Fengyun nodded and praised:

"Good, Long Er, Dad truly did not misjudge you.

Dad's final assessment for you is to go to the Tianlao Jindi in the Huangcheng and kill a person.

This person was once an enemy of Dad and your Uncle Nie and the others; Dad learned not long ago that he was captured by the Supreme.

Dad originally wanted to take action himself, but Dad has made him your final assessment.

As long as you can kill this person, from then on the sky is high for the bird to fly, and Dad will never restrict your freedom again."

"Alright, Dad."

"You and Uncle Nie and the others just wait for me at home with peace of mind; I will definitely bring back the head of your enemy!"

After Long Er finished speaking, he immediately returned to his room, put on his Night-Walking Garment, and prepared to leave.

Duan Fengyun took out the Liangji Sword that had long been confiscated by him and said:

"The enemy on this trip is much more formidable than you imagine; you should take the Liangji Sword with you."

After Duan Fengyun gave a thousand instructions and ten thousand exhortations, Long Er rode his horse and hurried toward the Huangcheng.

For this past month, besides learning martial arts from the four of them, Long Er had spent his remaining time practicing horse riding and other things, so riding a horse was now a trivial matter for him.

After Long Er left, Duan Fengyun said to Nie Feng and the other two:

"Three senior brothers, I leave the Dragon Gate to you for the time being."

Qin Shuang nodded and said:

"Junior Brother Duan, you take care on your journey too!"

Duan Fengyun then rode his horse and hurried toward the Huangcheng along a different path.

The horse Duan Fengyun was riding could be counted as one of the best horses in the Dragon Gate, and coupled with taking a shortcut, Duan Fengyun would arrive quite a bit earlier than Long Er.

It seems that the four of them had a plan regarding this assessment for Long Er.

By the time Long Er reached the gate of the Huangcheng, it was already dusk; after tying his horse in a hidden place, Long Er snuck into the Huangcheng.

What Long Er did not know was that his cautious movements had already been seen clearly by Duan Fengyun on the city gate.

Duan Fengyun held a teacup and laughed heartily while watching Long Er below the city, while Ma Li beside him was very puzzled by Duan Fengyun's behavior.

"Is the Prince of Equal Rank playing hide-and-seek with Young Master Long Er by acting this way?"

Duan Fengyun smiled and said:

"This is a secret between the two of us, father and son.

General Ma, have the arrangements for the Heavenly Prison been made?"

Ma Li cupped his hands and said:

"Your Highness, please rest assured, the people in the Heavenly Prison have long been replaced by our soldiers.

As soon as Young Master Long Er enters the Tianlao Jindi, all the soldiers will withdraw from the Heavenly Prison."

"Good, when General Ma handles things, this Prince is truly at ease."

Duan Fengyun laughed.

When the night grew dark, Long Er, who had already changed into his Night-Walking Garment, arrived at the entrance of the Heavenly Prison.

However, the heavily guarded Heavenly Prison gave Long Er no opportunity to sneak in.

After waiting for an hour, the opportunity finally came.

Encountering the short vacuum period during the changing of the Heavenly Prison guards, Long Er used the Wind God Leg and, transforming into a gust of wind, flashed inside.

Long Er, who had entered the Heavenly Prison, had a cautious look on his face, but once he entered the prison, his expression instantly relaxed.

In the entire Heavenly Prison, there were only the prisoners in the cells, while the jailers guarding the prisoners were fast asleep on chairs to the side.

Looking at the mess in front of them, they must have drunk some bad wine.

It was truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; Long Er looked at the sleeping jailers and, ignoring the prisoners on both sides calling for help, strode toward the Forbidden Land in the depths.

The prisoners on both sides and the "sleeping" jailers who had opened their eyes watched silently as Long Er walked into the Tianlao Jindi.

In their eyes, the Tianlao Jindi in the depths seemed to contain a primordial beast, making them terrified.

Long Er walked to the entrance of the Forbidden Land and looked at the prison door made of refined steel, as well as the large lock; Long Er knew that the person imprisoned inside must be an extremely ferocious martial arts expert.

Through the small hole for delivering food, Long Er saw the person imprisoned inside.

A man with messy hair and a face full of whiskers so thick that one could not even see his face.

The man's hands were firmly tied to the wall with iron chains, and he kept cursing in his mouth:

"Dog Supreme, let me out quickly; once I get out, I will definitely kill you and burn down your Imperial Palace."

Seeing such a ferocious villain in the Forbidden Land, Long Er felt a trace of timidity.

Over the past month, he had indeed killed quite a few people, but Duan Fengyun had accompanied him every time.

But this time, he had come to this Heavenly Prison all by himself, and the person inside was so ferocious.

Long Er's heart was extremely conflicted now.

"To be able to be an enemy of Father and Uncle Nie and the others, that means this person's martial arts cannot be bad at all.

Although this person is currently imprisoned, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse; can I handle this person inside?

If I cannot handle this person, I cannot roam the world with my sword alone, I cannot do the things I want to do, and I cannot avenge my mother."

Long Er's heart was extremely conflicted now, not knowing what to do.

He gazed at the iron lock made of refined steel and then looked at the Liangji Sword held tightly in his hand.

"Clang!"

In the end, the desire to roam the world with his sword and seek revenge overcame his fear, and Long Er destroyed the iron lock with a single strike of his sword.

At the moment the iron lock was destroyed, the corners of the mouth of the villain imprisoned in the Forbidden Land turned up, and he let out a faint smile.

And as for this smile, Long Er was extremely familiar with it.

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