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Chapter 1286: Xiaohu’s Might

Chapter 1286: Xiaohu’s Might

Editor: Atlas Studios

Today was the day to go to the City Lord Manor to receive the reward.

The first place was the Dragon Roar Sword and 10,000 taels of gold.

The second place was the Black Iron Treasure Saber and 5,000 taels of gold.

In addition, there was also a chance to enter the Scripture Depository to choose a martial arts manual.

In the front yard, the Palace Lord who was sitting on the stone stool, said to Wei Ting and Su Mo, “According to past practice, you have an hour. When the time is up, the City Lord will order the Scripture Depository to be closed.”

Wei Liulang scratched his head. “Only an hour?”

Wei Xu sat beside the Palace Lord while Wei Ting, Su Mo, Wei Liulang, and Jing Yi stood opposite the two of them.

Jing Yi looked at Wei Ting. “You can’t find it in an hour, right?”

Wei Ting said, “Yes.”

Jing Yi frowned.

Yes?

He was not used to Wei Ting admitting defeat so quickly.

The Palace Lord recalled. “I’ve never entered the Xiahou family’s Scripture Depository. Sister has entered before. I heard from Sister that it’s very big. The books inside can’t be finished in a year, but the secret manuals are usually placed on special bookshelves. If you want to choose the secret manuals, an hour is enough.”

The problem was that they wanted to investigate the secrets of the Xiahou family and Thousand Mountains Island.

This was a little like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Wei Xu said, “We have to think of a way to stall for time.”

Wei Ting said, “It’s enough to stall Xiahou Qing.”

Wei Liulang racked his brains. “But how can we stall Xiahou Qing?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the three children skipped over.

“Teacher, you’re almost there!”

Xiaohu urged.

The few of them exchanged an unspoken mutual understanding and took a sip of tea from the teacup on the table.

–

Fifteen minutes later, he was carried onto the carriage by the Palace Lord.

With him came three followers, as well as Wei Xiaobao, who had been kidnapped by her little follower.

Su Xiaoxiao, Wei Ting, and Su Mo got into another carriage.

The news that the Netherworld King was a guest of the Hundred Flowers Palace had long spread. There was no need to hide anything.

At the entrance of the Hundred Flowers Palace, two carriages were stopped.

The guard said, “Only those who came to receive the reward today and his sect master can enter the City Lord Manor.”

In other words, Su Xiaoxiao, Ling Yun, and the four little ones could not enter.

Ling Yun lifted the curtain and looked at him calmly. “Do you want to ask your City Lord before saying that?”

The guard was awed by the aura emitted by Ling Yun’s eyes. He hesitated for a moment before getting someone to ask.

Unexpectedly, when that person returned, he was followed by the City Lord’s trusted aide, Steward Chang.

Steward Chang scolded, “Who allowed you to stop Young Palace Lord Yun’s carriage?”

The guard said in a daze, “It’s the City Lord’s order. We’re only allowed to…”

Steward Chang interrupted him. “In the future, as long as it’s Young Palace Lord Yun’s carriage, you have to let it pass!”

The guard was at a loss. “…Yes!”

–

When Wei Ting and Su Mo arrived at the meeting hall, other than the Assassin Alliance, the rest of the top ten were all there.

The Assassin Alliance would most likely not come.

“Why are you only here now? I almost thought that you had been silenced by the Assassin Alliance.”

The person who spoke was the martial artist who had been cut off by Su Mo.

Along with him was the One Finger Zen.

The two of them were tied for tenth place.

One Finger Zen’s fingers were wrapped like a big dumpling. He sat on the chair at the end without saying a word, no longer as arrogant as before.

“My name is Qingshan.” The martial artist cupped his hands at Su Mo. “Previously, I failed to recognize a formidable person. I’ve offended you. Please forgive me, Netherworld King.”

Su Mo nodded slightly. “You’re welcome.”

Wei Ting came to Qiu Hanyi and sized him up. “Yo, are you in a wheelchair?”

Qiu Hanyi glared coldly at Wei Ting.

Wei Ting said arrogantly, “Stop staring. Even if you do, the first place won’t be yours.”

“Come over for some gold,” Su Mo said.

Wei Ting sighed. “Sigh, 10,000 taels is really heavy. I can’t even move it!”

Qiu Hanyi was furious!

“Dad!”

“Enough.”

The Villa Master of the Hidden Sword Villa did not stand up for his son.

He did not want to come over today, but the Hidden Sword Villa was not as unyielding as the Assassin Alliance.

In addition, he had other motives.

Lou Bufan finished counting the gold early.

The Slave Killer was a disciple of the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion. The Thousand Possibilities Pavilion had the right to take a portion of what he obtained.

Lou Bufan did not ask for gold, and the weapon was for the Killing Slave.

He only wanted the secret manual.

Lou Bufan looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He reminded again, “Do you remember what I told you?”

Slave Killer said, “Remember, Eastern Section, Wordless Book.”

This Wordless Book was originally a secret manual on the third floor of the Scripture Depository. It had been secretly hidden by the person on the first floor.

Unfortunately, that person would never have the chance to enter the Scripture Depository to take it out.

“Let’s go over.”

Lou Bufan said.

The Slave Killer wanted to take away his new weapon.

Lou Bufan said, “Weapons are not allowed in the Scripture Depository. Leave them here for now.”

The Slave Killer reluctantly put down the saber that he had yet to touch.

When the two of them arrived at the Scripture Depository, they were surprised to find that the City Lord had already arrived.

Xiahou Qing did not want to appear so quickly, but who asked Ling Yun to come over?

Due to Ling Yun’s repeated disobedience, Xiahou Qing was no longer so amiable to Ling Yun.

He glanced at Ling Yun and asked arrogantly, “Why are you here?”

Ling Yun didn’t want to speak.

Su Xiaoxiao freed one hand and secretly pinched him.

Ling Yun said unwillingly, “My mother has something on and can’t leave. She asked me to send my brother over on her behalf.”

Xiahou Qing’s expression was normal as he looked at Su Xiaoxiao, who was carrying the child.

Su Xiaoxiao said without changing her expression, “I’m here on my Master’s orders to deliver medicine to Second Master. She just improved the prescription.”

With that, she immediately changed the topic to Ling Yun. “Didn’t you bring a gift for the City Lord?”

Ling Yun said, “No.”

Xiahou Qing stared straight at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun closed his eyes as if he had been kidnapped. He took out a small porcelain bottle with a dark expression.

Xiahou Qing took the porcelain bottle. “This is…”

Ling Yun said calmly, “With the Sang Flower nectar.”

The Sang Flower was a forbidden item of the Hundred Flower Palace. It was difficult to buy with money, and the Sang Flower nectar was even more precious.

Xiahou Qing was excited.

His son had given him a gift!

Steward Chang’s expression was a little indescribable.

Such a small bottle was gone in one gulp. Are you sure he didn’t scrape some leftovers for you?

“City Lord, it’s time,” Steward Chang reminded.

There were puppets on duty in the Scripture Depository. Those puppets only listened to the City Lord’s orders.

The City Lord gave the order for the door of the Scripture Depository to open.

Xiahou Qing said to Ling Yun and Su Xiaoxiao, “Go to the pavilion over there and sit. I’ll be right here.”

Not far away, Lou Bufan saw Xiahou Qing’s concern for Ling Yun.

“Yun Xi’s son is indeed the greatest stumbling block to Chen’er’s successor position!”

“What is a stumbling block?”

A childish voice suddenly appeared behind Lou Bufan.

Lou Bufan turned around and stared at this cute little fellow. “I’ve seen you before. You’re a child of the Hundred Flowers Palace.”

Xiaohu nodded. “That’s right. I’m Xiaohu! Great-grandpa, do you recognize me?”

Lou Bufan revealed a kind smile. “I know you and your Grandma Yun Shuang, Grandpa Wei Xu.”

Someone who could call Grandpa by his real name!

Xiaohu placed his hands behind his back and tilted his head to look at him. “Then Great-Grandpa, you are one of our own! Can you help Xiaohu pick up something? Xiaohu can’t get through!”

Lou Bufan smiled benevolently and said, “What is it?”

Xiaohu said, “Xiaohu’s drum!”

“Oh? Where?”

Xiaohu stood on his tiptoes and pointed over. “There!”

It was a beautiful little flower drum. At this moment, it landed miserably in a pile of dead leaves. It was surrounded by a fence. No wonder the little guy couldn’t get through.

Lou Bufan looked at Xiaohu deeply. “If I help you pick it up, what will you thank me with?”

Xiaohu’s eyes darted around. “I’ll give you Dahu!”

Lou Bufan was speechless.

However, with this little fellow around, there would be more opportunities to approach Yun Lin.

As this thought flashed through his mind, Lou Bufan smiled and said, “I was joking. I’ll help you pick it up.”

With that, he used his qinggong and jumped over the fence. However, the moment he landed on the ground to pick up the flower drum, an unbelievable thing happened.

Thump!

He fell!

A stench surged towards his head!

No wonder it was surrounded by a fence!

This was a freaking cesspit!!!