Master of Strange Dao

To be honest, Yu Ziqing just wanted to find something for the Jinyi Wei to do to prevent those guys from getting bored and keeping an eye on the Feng family all day.

If they were to keep watch on the Feng family for too long, they might eventually turn their attention to Jinlan Mountain.

Yu Ziqing didn't want unrelated outsiders to know about his collection of the Old Emperor Zhen's fragments just yet.

However, it was clear that in Yu Ziqing's eyes, Song Chengyue caused a bit of misunderstanding for Yu Ziqing.

In the eyes of others, this guy was a mad dog who dared to do anything.

Song Chengyue personally led the team, saying nothing, nor did he mention what they were going to do this time.

As a Commander, it was all too easy for him to know the whereabouts of a lower-ranking officer.

When he appeared in front of An Yue, no one knew that Song Chengyue was there to see An Yue.

"Subordinate An Yue, pays respects to Commander." An Yue was shocked beyond words; he didn't know what had happened for the Commander to come personally.

Song Chengyue lifted his eyelids slightly and flicked his fingers expressionlessly. Suddenly, An Yue's limbs were detached from his body and shattered into dust.

An Yue didn't have the chance to utter a single word, not even feeling the pain, as several talismans flew out, sealing his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. His five senses and Divine Soul were completely sealed.

Song Chengyue raised his hand, and An Yue's Storage Bag flew over, forcibly opened by Song Chengyue, who ignored the miscellaneous items inside and only grabbed a triangular-shaped Magical Treasure.

"Take it."

Song Chengyue turned around and left with the treasure in hand.

Although most of the time the Jinyi Wei didn't need complete evidence to apprehend someone, at times, it was best to have evidence in hand to accomplish the mission and do things right.

Taking someone meant catching them in the act.

He, along with his subordinates, escorted An Yue at the fastest speed toward Langya Institute.

If he said he would kill the An Family's Dao Cultivator, then he would kill.

When they were ten miles away from Langya Institute, a figure descended from the sky, landing heavily in front of them.

That person reached out a hand to block them, expressionless.

"Commander, halt."

Song Chengyue tilted his head and laughed heartily.

"I won't waste my breath on a Puppet like you. Bring someone who can make decisions; you have the time of one incense stick. After that, if no one comes, I'll turn around and leave. Don't regret it."

After Song Chengyue finished speaking, a subordinate immediately brought out a large chair. Song Chengyue sat there grandiosely, ignoring the Stone Puppet.

Beside him, another subordinate took out an incense burner, lit a stick of incense, and placed it in the burner.

When the incense burned out and extinguished, Song Chengyue stood up immediately and turned to leave without hesitation.

When he had taken just a few steps, a voice came from behind.

"Lord Song, please stay."

Song Chengyue paid no attention, not slowing down his steps for even a moment.

As the voice came from behind, an old man swiftly approached, reaching them almost instantly while his figure was just a blur.

Smiling, he blocked Song Chengyue's path, raising a hand in a gesture of politeness.

"I've been busy with various affairs and neglected Lord Song. May I know why Lord Song has come here?"

"To kill someone." Song Chengyue grinned, speaking bluntly.

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he continued to ask,

"To kill whom?"

"The An family's recently been too active; they crossed the line and I caught them red-handed. I want to kill their Dao Cultivator to send a message."

Song Chengyue was extremely arrogant, declaring his intentions directly in front of the presiding Dean of Langya Institute, openly stating he was seeking revenge.

After speaking, a trace of a smile lingered on his lips.

"Dean Cheng, do you wish to represent Langya Institute and take on this grudge by protecting someone from the An Family?

Just nod, and I'll leave immediately, never stepping through your Langya Institute's gates."

Dean Cheng's expression grew slowly heavier.

He knew Song Chengyue to be arrogant and domineering, extremely brash.

But he also knew that Song Chengyue wouldn't be foolish enough to charge to Langya Institute's gate and declare his intention for vengeance in front of a Dean unless he had absolute evidence condemning the An Family to death.

In fact, Song Chengyue might be delighted if Langya Institute tried to protect or block him.

If this escalated, more than one person could die.

Possibly, the Langya Institute could become entangled, leading to dozens or even hundreds being imprisoned by the Jinyi Wei.

Once they're in custody, lacking evidence wouldn't matter; even if they were later found unrelated, accusations of suicide from shame or death from torture could provide plenty of excuses.

Song Chengyue definitely had the capability for such a scenario.

He certainly dared to do it.

"Lord Song, if you want to apprehend someone at Langya Institute, you must provide a reason. Why do you want to take someone? At least give us a justification."

Song Chengyue put away his smile, speaking to himself.

"The Jinyi Wei and many Dao Cultivators from Langya Institute have collaborated on major cases before.

At least in maintaining order and loyalty to His Majesty, we share the same goals.

Thus, me coming personally to detain someone without alarming His Majesty is already showing you courtesy.

I'll tell you this, Dean Cheng.

Someone expanded the Abyssal Rift using a Magical Treasure, and they were caught red-handed.

Dean Cheng, now that I've told you, and in considering Langya Institute's reputation, do what you must."