The Brilliant Fighting Master Chapter 87
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Chapter 87: Hunting Lodges
The people of the Jiang Mansion had never seen Gao Yue like this . They were all struck dumb, speechless .
"Lady Gao!"
At that moment, five elders of the Natural Law School showed up out of nowhere and came to the east courtyard in a hurry .
"Lady Gao, Li Qin lost her head because of her brother's death . Please don't kill her!" an elder said .
Li Qin was a key disciple . The Natural Law School had spent numerous resources on her . Of course these elders didn't want her to die .
"My son is in the Natural Law School and you are the elders there . Don't you find yourselves hypocritical?" Gao Yue said in a cold voice .
Li Qin was not far away from death . She would die soon if she didn't receive any treatment, but the Natural Law School surely knew how to cure her .
The five elders looked at each other . They were surprised that Gao Yue had spoken in such a direct way . They knew they were in the wrong, so they had no reason to get irritated .
"Lady, don't worry . We'll save Li Qin's life, but we'll also report her crimes to the school . She'll be punished accordingly . "
An elder fed Li Qin a panacea while speaking .
Before leaving, the elders looked at the flaming lotus on Gao Yue's forehead, as if they were pondering over something .
Suddenly an elder recalled something . He immediately turned pale and started quivering . He looked at Gao Yue with fear .
"Goodbye . " That elder almost ran away, afraid Gao Yue would say something unexpected .
The other four elders were puzzled and didn't understand why .
The five elders had come here to protect the Jiang Mansion, but in the end, they had saved the intruder, only because she was a key disciple .
Outside the main hall of the east courtyard, the servants and the guards didn't dare walk up to Gao Yue when facing her changed appearance .
It had never occurred to them Gao Yue could be so powerful .
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At the same time, they were confused .
Why hadn't she ever attempted to save her husband from the Black Dragon City?
She hadn't fought back either when the three forces were besieging the Southwind Ridge . Instead, she had hid in the rear hall with the other ladies .
The Southwind Ridge could have disappeared that day if Jiang Chen hadn't showed up in time .
It didn't take them long to realize why .
Gao Yue's stunning appearance was fading . Her hair turned gray little by little .
Her skin was aging at a rapid speed . The moisture on her face was gone, numerous wrinkles crawling onto it .
She couldn't even stand straight, hunching her back .
A beauty in her thirties suddenly became twenty years older .
It was due to the poison in her system .
That was why the death warrant flower was regarded as the most terrifying poison .
No matter how powerful one is, once they exerted their power, their lifespan would be shortened . Powerful people could die from depression in this way .
Gao Yue had paid a severe price to beat Li Qin in a second .
That was also why she couldn't save her husband . The Black Dragon City didn't even have to send anyone in the Reaching Heaven State, since a few guys in the Mental Wander State would have been enough to kill her .
I don't think… I can live until my son gets married and has his son . Brother Qingyu, I miss you a lot .
Gao Yue felt extremely fatigued . She wobbled about and finally fell onto the ground, losing consciousness .
"Lady!" The servants and guards panicked . They rushed to Gao Yue as quickly as they could .
At the same time, Jiang Chen was chitchatting with Meng Hao and Wen Xin on his airship on a sunny day .
Then Jiang Chen turned pale abruptly and felt a sudden palpitation .
He ran to the side of the ship to look towards where the Hundred Thousand Mountains was located, regardless of the other two's puzzled faces .
"Did something happen to Mom?"
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Then he looked in the direction where the Black Dragon City was located . "Or Dad?"
Jiang Chen recalled how he had felt the last time he heard a rumor about his father spread by the Black Dragon City . He wouldn't like to experience it again .
I have to achieve the Mental Wander State as soon as possible! This idea occurred to him again .
The airship had left the territory of the Xia Dynasty . Villages and cities could barely be seen below . Only rivers and mountains or vast plains were visible .
Three days later, after flying over a mountain, Jiang Chen finally saw a big city in the distance .
"Here we are . "
Wen Xin observed the terrain and said, "Let's hide the airship here . Don't drive it into the city . "
"Why is that?" Meng Hao asked curiously .
"The Vermilion Bird City is in chaos . There are no orders at all . We don't have the company of anyone in the Mental Wander State . If we drive the airship in there, we'll be lambs amongst wolves," Wen Xin said .
"But you two are disciples of the Natural Law School . No one should dare provoke you . "
Wen Xin sneered, "Some people only kill disciples of the top ten sects and schools . Besides, Jiang Chen wouldn't like us to expose our identities . "
Meng Hao looked over to Jiang Chen . He had already taken off the uniform of the Natural Law School and changed into a neat black outfit, carrying a long knife at his waist .
"Fine . "
Meng Hao didn't argue . The three of them hid the airship and walked towards the city .
"Besides the legend of the treasure, what else does the Vermilion Bird City have to attract so many people to go on adventures here?" Jiang Chen asked .
Wen Xin, who had made the proposal, didn't hesitate to answer him . She said, "The mountain we just flew over was where the citizens of the Vermilion Bird State went hunting . There are five hunting lodges in that mountain . But according to the ancient books of the Vermillion Bird State, there should be six . The sixth has never been found .
"Besides that, there are many monsters and beasts of prey in the mountain, which makes it suitable for life-and-death combat exercises .
"Not far away from the Vermillion Bird City, there's a giant mine underneath the ground . You can find rare minerals there, but you'll need a map to go down . Otherwise, you'll get lost . "
Jiang Chen and Meng Hao were surprised that Wen Xin knew so much about this place .
"It's easy to be informed . Just ask around . You didn't know because you haven't come across anything regarding the place," Wen Xin said .
Jiang Chen was from the Hundred Thousand Mountains, while Meng Hao was from a small city nearby . They knew little about the world outside the Xia Dynasty .
"Shall we go into the mountains or look for treasure in the mine?" Meng Hao asked .
Wen Xin didn't speak . She looked over to Jiang Chen . He was the one who made the decision .
"Let's go into the Vermillion Bird City first . "
The three of them had seen the city . The high city walls were built with hard bluestones . However, as time went by, there were numerous cracks on the surface of the wall and the stone had turned gray .
Despite this, they didn't look old or shabby . Instead, they created an atmosphere of primitive simplicity .
Some people were standing under the gate to charge entry to the city .
They were not soldiers, nor were they in any uniform . The only common feature they had was their untidy look .
Especially when they saw Wen Xin, they crowded around her with a strange laugh .
"Beauty, where are you from?"
They sized up Wen Xin's slim body in an indecent manner and didn't pay any attention to Jiang Chen or Meng Hao .
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