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The woman spoke vividly, as if bringing the scene to life. After listening for a while, Ye Tian felt it didn't seem like mere boasting, so he gave her a silver coin and hurried to the north of the city.
After about fifteen minutes, Ye Tian finally arrived at a desolate garden in the northern part of the city. The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, showcasing a scene of decay.
The heavy main gate of the courtyard was slightly ajar. The already damaged plaque on the gatehouse barely revealed a few large characters, but it was impossible to discern what they said.
Pushing open the gate, with a creak, Ye Tian's figure appeared in the garden.
Looking around, he saw broken rubble everywhere; the stone debris was still fresh, indicating that a great battle had just taken place here.
Ye Tian picked up a piece of stone debris for a closer inspection and noticed that the fractures were uneven, suggesting it had been shattered by some kind of force.
Throwing aside the fragment in his hand, Ye Tian continued deeper into the area. He soon crossed an arch bridge, beneath which a stream had long since dried up, and the rotting fish carcasses emitted a foul odor carried by the wind.
As he walked further in, a large and severely damaged hall came into view. Although it was unrecognizable now, one could still imagine its former grandeur.
Generally speaking, gardens do not have structures like halls unless they are places for martial arts collections.
However, this location faced directly towards the main gate, which seemed unsuitable for establishing a martial arts hall.
Ye Tian recalled what the woman selling cloth had said earlier; it was said that this place used to belong to an organization called Brave Blade Hall, renowned for its swordsmanship in Luoma Market.
With this thought, everything made sense. Brave Blade Hall was an establishment rather than a family force; it was not unusual for such an organization to have a grand hall. To put it bluntly, it was essentially a lavish den of bandits.
Extending his gaze forward, he saw two crimson red pillars in front of the hall that were thick enough for a person to embrace. They had severely faded, and one of them had even been cut cleanly in half—an indication that it had been severed by a Qi Blade.
Red Pillars may be old, but the cut is fresh, clearly severed just last night.
"Could it be Sister Ningyue..." Ye Tianxin felt a jolt; if it was Cold Moon, she would truly be in grave danger.
Based on the situation at the scene, it appeared that Cold and Warm Moon only acted here, but the debris from when they first entered indicated that the battle had already begun there.
Cold Moon was not one to endure; the fight erupted as soon as the door opened, yet Cold Moon only took action when she was about ten zhang away from the main hall. This suggested that she believed herself outmatched and had reached a point where she could no longer avoid confrontation, fighting back desperately.
Of course, this was merely Ye Tian's speculation; one could not conclude that Cold Moon was in trouble based solely on subjective assumptions.
After all, she was also a Five-Stage Martial Artist and wielded the Azure Moon Autumn Light Sword.
Ye Tianxin calmed down slightly and continued to investigate further inside, soon making another significant discovery.
The walls here were generally charred black, and a strong burnt smell indicated that a great fire had occurred just last night. Ye Tian reached out and lightly scraped the blackened stone wall, but upon touching it, the wall suddenly collapsed with a loud crash. A gust from Gentle Breeze swept through, stirring up clouds of ash.
Ordinary flames could not cause such destruction; it was evident that this was the aftermath of Duan Liu's void.
Ye Tianxin thought that if Duan Liu was also present, then everyone must be safe.
Feeling reassured, Ye Tian slowed his Footsteps, but he still had not seen any figures and remained somewhat worried.
Wandering aimlessly through the Garden, Ye Tian couldn't help but reminisce about the former glory of Brave Blade Hall. The area was vast, and just looking at the damaged and dilapidated buildings evoked images of its past splendor.
An hour later, Ye Tian finally arrived at the last ruin of Brave Blade Hall. Like other parts of the Garden, this area was filled with green trees and red flowers, remnants of what once was a beautiful garden.
The decay of the Garden did not hinder the growth of the trees; it simply meant that without a gardener's pruning, many ornamental trees had grown wildly, their branches twisting in disarray.
In the distance, there seemed to be a gentle sound of flowing water. It appeared that when the Brave Blade Hall was destroyed, this place was not affected, so within the vast abandoned Garden, only this area still had a hint of vitality.
Suddenly, a flock of startled birds flew up from the dense woods, fluttering past Ye Tian's head with a rustling sound.
Then, shouts echoed, and Ye Tianxin felt a surge of joy; the voice sounded like it belonged to Duan Liu.
Activating the Yuqi Tayan Jue, Ye Tian's figure instantly blurred and swiftly darted into the forest.
As he entered the woods, a wave of intense heat rushed towards him. Ye Tian's body contained Crimson Dragon Golden Blood, which easily countered this heat. Although he still felt hot, it could not cause him any harm.
Moments later, figures appeared ahead—there was a dense crowd dressed uniformly in black clothing, numbering over a hundred. Sunlight filtered through the branches and illuminated the Steel Blade's blade, reflecting a dazzling light.
In the center of the crowd, several familiar figures were vaguely visible. Blocking the front was a burly man surrounded by dark flames, glaring fiercely with an imposing presence.
Upon closer inspection, behind him were Yun'er, Cold Frost, and Wine Kid. Except for some dark red bloodstains on Wine Kid's body, the others showed no obvious injuries.
Neither side spoke; they merely stared intensely at each other. However, it was evident that the black-clad individuals remained silent because Duan Liu had completely dominated the atmosphere.
At that moment, Duan Liu resembled the Blazing Fire War God; his powerful aura even made Ye Tian feel a hint of pressure.
"Hahaha, what an impressive aura and presence."
Just as Duan Liu was about to take action against these oblivious black-clad individuals, a clear laughter suddenly rang out from behind the crowd.
Both sides were momentarily taken aback and instinctively turned to look in the direction of the sound.
Among the black-clad individuals, there were also sharp-eyed people who immediately recognized that this person was a guest at the Qin Family a few days ago—apparently someone significant from "Mountain."
"Young Master, what a coincidence." A burly man, dressed differently from the other black-clad figures, quickly approached. On his chest, the Golden Thread was embroidered with intricate patterns depicting a fierce beast that Ye Tian had never seen before.
Ye Tian waved his hand; he did not recognize this person.
"I am Qin Qing. I apologize for not welcoming you properly upon your arrival; I hope you can forgive me." The man who introduced himself as Qin Qing cupped his hands towards Ye Tian, thinking to himself how impressive his brother Qin Sha's influence was to have brought someone his father had just met.
"Qin Qing? Are you from the Qin Family?" Ye Tian asked with a frown.
"Exactly, I am the Second Young Master of the Qin Family." Qin Qing spoke with a hint of pride. Although the title of Second Young Master was not as renowned as that of Eldest Son Qin Sha or the family head Qin Changlin, in Luoma Market, it was still well-known.
"Oh." Ye Tian merely nodded and walked past him.
Qin Qing was taken aback, completely unprepared for Ye Tian's indifference. When Qin Changlin received Ye Tian, he had intentionally left his two sons out of the meeting, knowing they were both spoiled and unworthy of such company. However, Qin Qing had caught a glimpse of Ye Tian that day and had made a mental note of him.
He had expected Ye Tian to engage in some pleasantries due to his status as the Second Young Master of the Qin Family. After all, one should at least show some courtesy.
"Young Master Ye, did my father send you?" Qin Qing asked, slightly displeased. He added the word "send," believing that no matter who you were—be it a king or anyone else—in front of Qin Changlin, you were merely a sycophant.
"Sent?" Ye Tian suddenly stopped and turned around, his gaze sharp as a knife directed at Qin Qing.
Qin Qing instinctively took a step back, thinking to himself why Ye Tian was acting so fierce. His father treated Ye Tian as an esteemed guest merely because he wanted to use him; did Ye Tian really think so highly of himself?
Though he felt defiant inside, he dared not show it on his face. This young man, who appeared to be around his age, exuded an overwhelming pressure that made it hard to look directly at him. He had only seen such authority emanate from his father, Qin Changlin.
Qin Qing stammered a few words without knowing what he was saying. Ye Tian ignored him entirely; wherever he passed, people automatically stepped aside to create a path.
Duan Liu and others finally got a clear look at the newcomer’s appearance. The weight that had been hanging over their hearts lifted; they had thought someone significant had arrived but realized it was just this kid trying to act mysterious.
"Ye Tian, do you want to die? Where is my statue?" Cold Moon was the first to speak up. Yesterday, she had searched the entire city but had not seen even a trace of the so-called statue.
Ye Tian chuckled lightly, not responding. Soon, Duan Liu and Wine Kid stepped forward to complain in turns, questioning why he had left his brothers behind and whether he truly considered them family.
Yun'er merely smiled and watched until everyone had exhausted their complaints before recounting the events.
At this moment, the black-clad individuals surrounding them felt awkward. This group, who had offended Eldest Son, clearly knew the guests from Mountain, which made things complicated.
"Second Young Master, do they think our hundred or so brothers are invisible? This is intolerable," one of the Loyal Minions said, unable to stand Ye Tian and the others' lighthearted banter and trying to stir trouble.
Qin Qing let out a bitter laugh. He had brought three hundred people to capture White-Clad Woman but unexpectedly found himself facing just three individuals here. Initially, they had an advantage in numbers and managed to injure that child, but it also enraged the large man on the opposing side, resulting in over two hundred lives lost in a blaze.
Now, it seemed they were trapped in a situation that appeared to be an encirclement but was actually a dead end. Just when they thought they had found a lifeline, it turned out to be acquaintances of the enemy.
At this point, Yun'er had finished explaining the general sequence of events. It turned out that yesterday Cold Moon had publicly humiliated Qin Family's Eldest Son, Qin Sha. She had been watching from the sidelines and later joined forces with Duan Liu. They intended to find Ye Tian but unexpectedly stumbled upon Cold Moon being chased. Initially, Cold Moon was just running away, leading everyone to believe she was at a disadvantage. However, after asking her about it, they learned that Boss Lady was simply not interested in wasting time with those people and was eager to find her statue instead.
"Once we deal with them, I must go teach that unscrupulous vendor who sold me those straw sandals a lesson," Cold Moon said angrily, recalling the vendor's smug expression when he pointed her in the right direction after taking her money.
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