Starting as The Young Master of A Pharmacy, He Trained Swordsmanship in Seclusion For Twenty Years - Chapter 99

An Exterior Aura Grandmaster!

The Primal Yang energy within their body is scorching like fire, a rigid and powerful force that can be released from the body to strike enemies from a thousand miles away.

However, Lu Xuan’s Primal Yang energy was different from that of other Grandmasters.

Under the influence of the Blazing Flame Saber Art, Lu Xuan’s Primal Yang energy, while overwhelmingly rigid and powerful, carried a terrifying heat, like a raging inferno capable of scorching the world.

Lu Xuan raised his right hand, a stream of transparent Primal Yang energy swirling and coiling in his palm.

Suddenly, a mass of crimson flame appeared in Lu Xuan’s palm, emitting a frightening aura of high-temperature death.

The bright crimson firelight shone on Lu Xuan’s calm face.

His eyes filled with depth, Lu Xuan quietly watched the cluster of flame dancing in the void upon his palm.

The power of this flame was probably only about one-tenth of what was unleashed when executing the Blazing Flame Saber Art.

Yet, even so, no one would dare underestimate the power of this crimson flame.

The destructive force of this crimson flame was comparable to Lu Xuan’s full-power strike from when he was at the peak of his Internal Qi cultivation.

This was the power of Lu Xuan’s Primal Yang energy, the strength belonging to an Exterior Aura Grandmaster.

Truly terrifying!

West District, Baidao Prefecture City!

On one of the main streets, the shops on both sides were tightly shut, appearing exceptionally strange.

But what was even more peculiar was this:

Two long rows of figures stood lining both sides of the street, stretching from one end all the way to the other.

The men in these two rows all wore light blue robes, and each one looked fierce and intimidating enough to make people shrink back in fear.

Meanwhile, at the center of the main street, inside a particularly grand and tall inn, over a dozen people were gathered, seated around a large table.

If anyone else had seen the individuals inside, they would likely have been scared half to death.

That’s because everyone here was a high-ranking figure from the Tianhai Gang, each one a renowned presence in Baidao Prefecture City.

At the head of the table, in the main seats, sat two figures before these dozen or so people.

One was a square-faced man dressed in blue silk and satin. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with slightly frosted hair and a slightly weathered face.

He was the leader of the Tianhai Gang, Hua Yunfei, a martial artist who had reached the major accomplishment stage of the Blood Refining realm, and the biological father of Hua Jianghe.

The other was an elder clad in a white robe, his face covered with wrinkles. He leaned on a cane adorned with exquisite gold and jade decorations.

Although the elder’s breathing was slow and gentle like a meandering stream, each cycle of inhalation and exhalation seemed exceptionally steady and powerful.

He was the former leader of the Tianhai Gang, Hua Tianhai, a pillar of the gang, its stabilizing anchor.

A martial artist at the minor accomplishment stage of the Internal Qi realm!

Hua Tianhai was the most powerful existence in Baidao Prefecture City, aside from the government officials.

Even the Prefect of Baidao Prefecture had to show Hua Tianhai some respect.

The entire group remained silent, but the corners of their eyes continuously glanced toward the old leader, Hua Tianhai.

If it weren’t for the incidents involving his grandson, Hua Jianghe, and his head disciple, Liu Qing, these people would probably never have had the chance to meet this old leader in their lifetime.

“Ah…”

“Phantom of the Fengyue Pavilion?”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve heard that name.”

Hua Tianhai, his aged eyes tightly closed, let out a low sigh as he reclined in a specially made wooden chair covered with a thick layer of plush blanket.

His tone was as calm as still water, devoid of any discernible trace of sorrow.

Eight years ago, Hua Tianhai had indeed heard news of it being dealt with by that old fellow, Li Chengfeng of the Xuaniao Guard.

Naturally, Hua Tianhai was also aware of supernatural anomalies like that.

But, why!

According to the known information about such entities, once destroyed, they typically required at least ten years or more to revive and make a comeback.

This time, the reappearance of the Fengyue Pavilion had occurred more than two years ahead of schedule.

Not only that, the strength of the Fengyue Pavilion Phantom seemed to have undergone an abnormal change.

Others might not know Liu Qing’s true strength, but Hua Tianhai was well aware of his head disciple’s capabilities.

Liu Qing’s abundant vital energy was already approaching that of a martial artist at the major accomplishment stage of the Blood Refining realm.

Within a year, Liu Qing could have broken through to the major accomplishment stage, further strengthening the Tianhai Gang’s influence.

For that thing from the Fengyue Pavilion to have caused Liu Qing’s death within it, it must have been close to breaking through to the Calamity-grade anomaly level.

This was also the reason Hua Tianhai had emerged once more. He wanted to see for himself what exactly had happened to that thing from the Fengyue Pavilion.

Those scoundrels from the Xuaniao Guard, and that old fellow Li Chengfeng, must have concealed something significant.

“By the way, Yunfei, have the government officials made any moves? I have decided to take action personally. Tell them not to interfere in the matter of the Fengyue Pavilion.”

“In reply to Father, according to reports from our subordinates, the government officials haven’t shown any changes. They only sent a few people to the Xuaniao Guard side.”

“And those Xuaniao Guard don’t seem to be making any major moves either. They should be tacitly allowing our Tianhai Gang to resolve the issue with that thing from the Fengyue Pavilion.”

As soon as Gang Leader Hua Yunfei mentioned the Xuaniao Guard, Hua Tianhai cut in, his tone slightly discontented.

“Hmph, with me taking personal action to deal with that thing from the Fengyue Pavilion, those Xuaniao Guard are probably more than happy to let me! That Li Chengfeng…”

Just as Hua Tianhai was about to mutter a curse under his breath aimed at Li Chengfeng, the Xuaniao Guard Commander, a commotion arose from outside.

“All members of the Tianhai Gang, evacuate this area immediately. This place is now under the jurisdiction of the Xuaniao Guard.”

Outside the inn, several Tianhai Gang members rushed in in a panic, reporting frantically to Gang Leader Hua Yunfei.

“Gang Leader, many people claiming to be from the government’s Xuaniao Guard have arrived outside. They are demanding we immediately withdraw our men and leave this place.”

The reputation of the Xuaniao Guard in Baidao Prefecture City was generally known only to some powerful factions. Ordinary people were completely unaware of their existence.

Therefore, upon hearing the other party claim to be the government’s Xuaniao Guard, these gang members didn’t dare act rashly and hurriedly came to report to the Gang Leader.

Before Gang Leader Hua Yunfei could even speak, Hua Tianhai, lying on the wooden chair, instantly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them.

“Let them in!”

No sooner had Hua Tianhai’s words fallen than, before the gang members could even respond, the sound of orderly, powerful footsteps came from outside the inn.

In the next moment, shadows flickered at the inn’s entrance as countless elongated silhouettes, cast by the scorching sun, stretched into the interior of the inn.

Immediately after, a man dressed in a sapphire-blue brocade uniform strode authoritatively into the inn from outside, followed by five or six others.