Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6315: Luring the Tiger Out of the Mountain

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the end, they startled the snake in the grass, and the other party never showed up.

“Ten Golden Crow Guards, each with a powerful aura, all of them are cultivators at the Golden Core stage. This can’t be wrong!” He began to speculate one by one.

There weren’t too many people present.

Simply put, there were only four types of people.

One group consisted of their own people: Xiang Yang, Jiang Shang, and then Chen Yuan.

Yang Xiao and the powerful warriors from the Thousand Foot Tribe were currently in the same camp. As for their reason, he didn’t know, but it seemed to be to protect Yang Xiao’s life for the time being.

The second group had more people, including three puppets and the person controlling them from behind the scenes, followed by Guardian Tongshan, the Supreme Elder of the Demon Sect, and then those Golden Crow Guards inside the house—all here to kill Yang Xiao.

The third group, Jian Wushuang’s side, was caught in the middle, and even Chen Yuan was in the same situation.

The fourth group consisted of the Imperial Guards!

One hundred elite martial soldiers at the peak of the Houtian realm, plus one martial artist at the peak of the Houtian realm.

Was this team redundant?

Every time the court dispatched an inspector, they would indeed send the Imperial Guards. Normally, it wouldn’t be excessive.

But this time, Jian Wushuang found it a bit odd.

Because Dong Biao himself was problematic.

However, he was just a martial artist at the peak of the Xiantian realm. Although he was responsible for leading the team, he couldn’t do much more.

Yang Xiao alone could overturn the entire Imperial Guard.

What made Jian Wushuang most suspicious was that Dong Biao clearly knew the inside story, yet at such a critical moment, he dared to drink with those powerful warriors from the Thousand Foot Tribe.

And he drank until he was unconscious!

“A smokescreen!”

Jian Wushuang saw the crux of the problem, his eyes swirling with colors, and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of contempt as he thought to himself, “Dong Biao, a mere warrior, couldn’t be this clever. This drunken act must be guided by someone behind the scenes!”

Moreover, the fact that Dong Biao knew the tavern had issues and deliberately got drunk to avoid being forced to take action during the fight was telling. Although Dong Biao wasn’t strong, if the Imperial Guards intervened, it would represent the court.

That would change things. Once Dong Biao made a move, the Golden Crow Guards would also be forced to act.

“It seems I need to meet this Lieutenant Dong!”

Jian Wushuang stood up, crossed the windowsill, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already at the camp where the Imperial Guards were stationed.

At this moment, the camp was pitch-black, with no one on duty, and the soldiers lay sprawled on the ground.

Some had been drugged, but most had been affected by a spell that made them sleep even more soundly.

“Rosemary!”

Jian Wushuang walked closer and immediately noticed the subtle signs.

“No wonder my Thought Power couldn’t detect any issues. Such a simple method, I truly hadn’t paid much attention to it!” He touched his nose and called out toward Dong Biao’s tent, “Lieutenant Dong, will you come out and meet me yourself, or will you have the person behind you come out to meet me?”

Dong Biao himself had only minor issues, but from the details, it was clear that everything was connected to him.

Although Dong Biao’s aura seemed fine, he always managed to make quick decisions, suggesting that the person controlling the puppets must be right by his side.

Gazing at the tent, Jian Wushuang casually snapped his fingers, and the torches stuck in the ground around him instantly lit up.

“Hiding won’t do you any good!” Seeing that no one came out, Jian Wushuang made a hand seal with one hand, and a Wind Control Spell immediately swept through, tearing the tent open in an instant.

He didn’t hold back and rushed forward, intending to resolve the situation quickly.

“Hmm?”

As he got closer, he realized that the three people inside the tent no longer had heartbeats.

The aura that his Thought Power had detected came from a token on the chest of each person.

“An ancient token!”

Jian Wushuang raised an eyebrow. He recognized the token, and he even had one on him, which he had obtained from a spirit creature in the Jiang Kingdom’s royal palace long ago.

He had originally intended to study it but found that the power on the token was peculiar and impossible to activate, so he had given up on it.

Unexpectedly, he encountered it here.

Holding three tokens, the top bore a white eye.

The one he had obtained earlier had a black eye.

Clearly, there was a difference in status between the two.

While he was still in shock, the fight inside the tavern suddenly changed.

“Not good!” Jian Wushuang’s heart sank, realizing he had fallen into a diversion trap.

He hurriedly tried to rush back to the tavern, but as soon as he took a step forward, he found himself back at his original spot.

A barrier rose around him.

It was a formation.

But the formation contained a divine power that was quite common in the mundane world.

“Shrinking the Ground into an Inch!”

For Jian Wushuang, this was indeed a common technique, but in this small world, it was rare.

Only a high-level cultivator at the Divine Aspect stage could possess such divine power. Even setting up a formation that shrinks the ground would require someone at the Divine Aspect stage.

Jian Wushuang’s brow twitched instantly.

This time, his plan had been manipulated, and there were significant flaws in his calculations regarding his opponent.

A puppet crafted from space crystals could not possibly be an ordinary cultivator.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn’t do it; it was likely someone at the Divine Aspect stage.

However, one thing puzzled him. Why would someone at the Divine Aspect stage need to set up a formation? Why not just kill directly?

“No, at my peak strength, I was still a Ninth Star Universe God, wasn’t I? Now, I’m also calculating every move in this broken place just to recover my strength!”

At this thought, he understood.

“If we’re all in the same boat, then let’s see who has the stronger skills!”

He didn’t take this formation seriously, only considering that the person who set it up was probably at the Divine Aspect stage. But now that he understood, he no longer worried.

Buzz!

A surge of thought power erupted from him, like a dragon in the night, tearing towards the hidden demon god in the darkness.

Jian Wushuang stood motionless, his eyes shining brightly. The battle of thought power was swift, and in an instant, he had torn open a gap in the formation.

“Hold on!”

His figure shot out in an instant, dashing towards the tavern at the fastest speed.

It was a diversion.

What would come next would undoubtedly be a lethal attack.

If he were even a moment late, he might not see Yang Xiao in person. But that wasn’t the most important thing; if Xiang Yang and Jiang Shang died, there would be no one left to reason with.

These two were his dearest loved ones; they absolutely couldn’t die.

Xiang Yang had connections to Xing Luo, and Jiang Shang was Jiang Shang’s daughter.

They couldn’t die, no matter what.

Although he didn’t know how the other party had managed to produce this daughter, or if this Jiang Shang was the same Jiang Shang he knew, taking her out would surely surprise Hu Qing. If Hu Qing was delighted, his mood might naturally round out, and he might even break through directly.

So, they absolutely couldn’t die!

Boom!

In his haste to reach the inn as quickly as possible, he didn’t even bother with the door and crashed straight through.

Crash!

The shattered wooden boards flew out instantly.

As the dust settled, Jian Wushuang appeared inside the inn.

“Thank goodness, they’re all alive!”

When he rushed in, he hadn’t dared to use his thought power to check their auras.

Seeing his arrival, Chen Yuan on the upper floor let out a sigh of relief.