Chapter 162: Sneaking into Jianfu at Night

  In everyone's eyes, Jianye City is the holy land of all sword cultivators in Jingzhou. It is the gathering place for sword cultivators. Eight out of ten warriors in Jianye City are sword cultivators, and the champion of each Sword Conference has always been a member of the Jian family. This is an absolute honor and a goal that many people aspire to.

  But I didn't expect it would turn out like this!

  Too shocking!

  "Behind glory, there is usually darkness coexisting." Xia Lin smiled calmly and patted his shoulder, "Think carefully about it."

  Ye Jian remained in place, lost in thought.

  That night, everything seemed very calm.

  The night is peaceful, with the bright moon hanging in the sky, and the city of Jianye is bustling with activity due to the surge in human traffic, even in the dead of night.

  Huo Jian was in the room, stroking his long sword, silent for a long time, as if contemplating something. On the other side of the room, Ye Jian used his hands instead of a sword, drawing the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, not stopping at all, constantly striving.

  But at this quiet moment, a sturdy figure flashed out from the courtyard and disappeared into the darkness.

  That was a black figure, all in black clothes, with slightly dark skin, an incredibly robust build, and sharp facial features that exuded boundless power. A square-shaped face with Chinese characters revealed a hint of majesty, while the wispy whiskers brought a sense of vicissitude.

  "Hmm." The robust man stood on the rooftop, nodding his head in satisfaction. "Not bad, quite stylish. With these melancholic eyes to match, it's perfect - a man who can't be hidden even in darkness."

  There was no doubt that this person was Xia Lin.

  After returning, Xia Lin did not forget his purpose, everything he did was to save Heifeng Village. This time coming to Jianye City, he had already obtained the support of Huo Jian. If nothing unexpected happened, after the Names Sword Conference ended, he, Huo Jian and Ye Jian would return to Heifeng Village, which could be considered as two major forces.

  But these are still not enough.

  Zi You Meng and Jin Xuan are both things he needs to change. Jin Xuan is currently stalled due to the issue of lost items, so there's only Zi You Meng left to start with.

  After the Yellow Spring Secret Realm came out, Zi Youmeng had already collected a lot. After returning to Heifeng Village to collect it, he already had more than half of the spiritual grass, but the remaining small half was the problem.

  The rarer it is, the harder it is to get, and the more precious it becomes.

  After a brief moment of thought, he made up his mind. As for the Ling Grass... wasn't the current Jianjia the best place? The old ancestor of Jianjia was definitely cultivating in seclusion and wouldn't come out unless it was a matter of life and death for Jianjia. So, aside from that... Xia Lin didn't have anything to fear either. After all, he couldn't win in a fight, so running away shouldn't be a problem.

  If luck is good, and the Violet Dream can be configured ahead of time, then... there will definitely be an extra hole that can kill people without compensation.

  After exercising for a bit, his obviously larger body became more familiar to him. Xia Lin smiled lightly and stepped on the rooftops one by one, heading towards Jian Jia's place.

  Wandering leisurely, wherever I go, I am carefree and at ease.

  In the darkness, he darted about, unnoticed. Before long, Xia Lin arrived at the Jian family's door. He made a slight probe and his heart leapt with joy. The location of the lost object was indeed getting closer and closer to him. Without a doubt, it was definitely inside the Jian residence.

  "Whoosh!"

  Summer arrives with light footsteps and enters the courtyard of Jianjia Hall, blending seamlessly into its surroundings.

  The cultivator's characteristics made Xia Lin not expose any aura at all, and there was no such thing as a mysterious aura explosion being sensed. So, although the entire Jianjia Mansion would detect the mysterious aura everywhere, it had no effect on Xia Lin.

  After evading several guards, Xia Lin easily arrived at the place of inheritance in the Hall of Legacy - the Sword Pool!

  It was a mountain peak, through the massive courtyard of a large house, all the way to the foot of this mountain peak, where a winding road flowed inward, and at the intersection below the mountain peak, two middle-aged people stood guard.

  Their faces were stern, although no one usually came here and no one would intrude, but the two of them were still diligent, this was the demeanor of two strong cultivators who had undergone the Second-Order Sky Cloud Transformation.

  And beside them stood a towering stone monument with two large characters inscribed on it: Jian Chi!

  Like blood-stained characters, on the stone monument, a thread of terrifying thought came from these two big words, Xia Lin took a look, as if his heart and soul were taken away.

  "Hum——"

  Suddenly a dizziness hit her head, and she felt something was wrong. She forced herself to wake up, looking at the stone tablet with some surprise and uncertainty.

  Good grief, almost got burned.

  To say nothing of the others, if they really sensed the stone monument in the past, they would probably be detected by these two powerful beings who had undergone the second transformation of the Green Clouds in an instant. At that time, it would not be possible to slip away unnoticed.

  As for the fight - kidding, the only consequence of fighting here is that the disciples of Jianjia will keep coming, and in the end, he will be beaten to death. Moreover, without saying much, Xia Lin took a glance and roughly guessed that the strength of these two people was absolutely stronger than the one who assassinated Huo Jian back then.

  The aura surrounding them had already exposed their true strength, and these two were absolutely genuine sword cultivators of great value.

  Went to Chuantong Hall again to take a look at the location, Xia Lin also confirmed that the lost item was indeed inside the Sword Pool, only hundreds of meters away from him!

  "What a pity." Xia Lin sighed, "It's not suitable to stir up trouble now, let's wait until the Name Sword Conference is over, and then we can enter openly and honestly."

  Regrettably shaking his head, Xia Lin left this place, he didn't forget the goal of this trip: Ling Cao.

  Wandering around the house like a ghost.

  Jianjia seemed to be quite confident in the protective formation of his own home, which was said to have cost a lot of money and was made by a formation master. Even if there was a slight leak of Xuanqi after Jianjia's sword energy, it would trigger an alarm from the formation. It was precisely because of this that Jianjia's disciples were even more relaxed, creating a perfect opportunity for Xia Lin.

  As the leader of Hei Feng Zhai, Xia Lin felt somewhat out of place.

  Normally, shouldn't they be coming out to rob? Standing majestically in front of the Jiang family's gate, then shouting loudly: "Robbery! Men stand on the left, women stand on the right, androgynous people stand in the middle, hand over all your belongings!" This is the correct way to start.

  He took a look at his own small body, then glanced around at the sword cultivators who had stepped onto the path of rising to greatness, and Xialin let out a sigh, directly killing this idea in his mind.

  He wandered around for several laps, and except for those places that obviously made Xia Lin feel a sense of crisis, he almost strolled through the entire building.

  I've seen both what I should and shouldn't see, and even accidentally caught a glimpse of a mole on the chest of one of Jianye's concubines when I happened to stroll by her room - yeah, it was completely unintentional.

  I wonder what the master of the house would think if he knew about this.

  Unfortunately, apart from this, nothing valuable was found.

  "There's no such thing as a spiritual medicine hall, are all the spiritual herbs stored together like the imperial palace of Huangquan Secret Realm?" Xia Lin pondered.

  Like the Black Wind Fortress, the Ling Grass has its own warehouse, and the martial skills have their own pavilion. But Jian Jia didn't see any of them! So there's only one possibility - all these things are managed uniformly.

  Generally speaking, for such a large family, even in the imperial palace of that magnitude.

  All spiritual grass, spiritual herbs and Xuanbao Wujiquan-like things are uniformly managed, rather than being scattered in various places. This makes it convenient to take and easy to manage, and also facilitates protection. Otherwise, after separating into several places, the protective power will also be dispersed, and the degree of protection will drop sharply.

  Of course, for Xia Lin, these are all things that can be settled with one pot of food.

  At this thought, Xia Lin's ears moved slightly and soon lit up in front of her eyes.

  "Here I come!"

  With a flash of movement, Xia Lin quietly hid herself away.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, after a moment, a team of guards walked by in front of him, several fairly powerful late-stage sword cultivators who were patrolling with serious expressions.

  A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xia's mouth as she quietly followed him.

  He can't be found, but the guards can. As a patrol guard, it's necessary to check every place, especially... the most important few places!

  Along the way, Xia Lin also roughly figured it out.

  These patrolling guards would patrol the entire compound of the mansion in half an hour, and at least a dozen times a night, which can be considered as heavily guarded.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, a moment later, several guards turned a corner somewhere and quietly turned into another place, a dead end.

  "Huh?" Xia Lin was slightly taken aback.

  Then I found out that these several guards actually walked directly towards the wall and then disappeared.

  Xia's eyes widened in surprise as he suddenly realized that the wall was fake. If not for the guards patrolling, he might not have discovered it at all.

  After a brief pause, Xia Lin also walked in with the momentum.

  But in an instant, Xia Lin entered a state of combat, his figure flashing and disappearing as he accelerated to the extreme, like a ghost, always on guard against someone making a move.

  "Huh? What was that just now?" a puzzled voice rang out.

  Several patrolling guards turned back instantly, ready for battle, with their swords at the ready, but they didn't see anything. There was nothing there. They immediately turned back and said in a bad mood: "Xiao Liu, what did you see again?"

  "Huh." Little Liu scratched his head from the distant attic, then said to the guards who had just entered downstairs: "Just now when you came in, I seemed to see a black shadow, but it disappeared instantly."

  "A black shadow?" A black line appeared on the guard's face, "Last time you also said you saw a black shadow, and after we chased and killed for half a day, it turned out to be a wild cat..."

  "Besides," the guard pointed to the back, "from when we came in until here, it's all empty, there's nothing that can be used for cover. If someone comes in, they won't even have a chance to hide before being discovered. Moreover, previously Lao Zu had also tested it out, with his Qing Yun Wu Bian skills, if he didn't use Xuan Qi, it would be impossible to sneak into the treasure vault without alarming anyone!"

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