252: No one of the Wen family bloodline will be left alive!

On the street opposite the Floating Dreams Tavern, the crowd was bustling, and the clamor rose and fell, like a chaotic torrent.

However, when the footsteps of passersby approached the vicinity of the Floating Dreams Tavern,

the clamor of these ordinary passersby suddenly lowered by several decibels, as if an invisible force was intimidating them.

Making all passersby walk more orderly, and even their breathing seemed cautious.

In Mingxin Prefecture, no one dared to act presumptuously on the Floating Dreams Tavern’s territory, as if an insurmountable majesty enveloped this place.

Because outside the main entrance of the Floating Dreams Tavern, dozens of burly men stood like iron statues on both sides of the entrance, their figures tall and their gazes like knives.

The muscles on these burly men's arms were knotted, and their Aura was as steady as a mountain.

Their eyes looked very unfriendly and indifferent, all carrying a heart-palpitating sense of oppression.

Clearly, these gate-keeping strong men were not ordinary people, but Martial Artists who had Cultivated the Martial Dao.

Passing pedestrians occasionally cast a respectful glance but did not dare to linger, hurrying past.

The Floating Dreams Tavern, this magnificent pavilion that seemed to be a place of endless romance,

in reality, concealed an unfathomable power, causing most people in Mingxin Prefecture to look upon it with awe and trepidation.

There were even rumors that the behind-the-scenes owner of this Floating Dreams Tavern was the younger brother of the Prefect of Mingxin Prefecture.

With this connection, the Floating Dreams Tavern’s status became even more transcendent; no one dared to easily offend its authority.

Those who had lost control after drinking, acted audaciously, and tried to cause trouble here,

often, before they could stir up any waves, would be silently taken away by people from the Prefectural Yamen and escorted to the Prefectural Yamen.

What awaited these troublemakers was not only a cold prison but also endless suffering and torment.

This rumor was widely spread in the market, and although no one dared to openly discuss it, it was enough to make most people feel awe towards the Floating Dreams Tavern.

Just then, five figures suddenly appeared on the street opposite the Floating Dreams Tavern.

The two leading figures were burly and had sharp gazes, unceremoniously pushing aside the obstructing crowd.

Subsequently, the actions of these five people were swift and decisive, carrying an undeniable domineering Aura, drawing the attention of surrounding pedestrians, who, however, dared not speak much.

The surrounding crowd involuntarily made way, their eyes filled with curiosity and fear, whispering softly as they speculated about their origins.

Thus, they, as a group, carved out a wide path through the bustling street.

Immediately after, these five people moved swiftly and with a clear objective, heading straight for the Floating Dreams Tavern.

Outside the Floating Dreams Tavern, the burly men standing on both sides of the main entrance also seemed to have noticed the anomaly, their gazes uniformly directed towards these five figures.

Immediately, the Aura on these burly men subtly condensed, as if they could act at any moment.

In an instant, a tense atmosphere quietly permeated the invisible air.

“Brother Sheng, wait!” Among those burly men, a low and urgent voice quietly resounded around them.

The speaker was a man who looked quite ordinary, but his eyes revealed a hint of alertness.

He quickly pulled the arm of another man beside him, lowering his voice and saying, “Look at the clothes on those few people… It seems they are from that organization!”

The man who was pulled frowned slightly after hearing this, his gaze sweeping like an eagle towards the five approaching figures.

His eyes fell on their attire, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression became solemn.

“Indeed…” he murmured softly, with a hint of apprehension in his tone, “I didn’t expect them to appear here.”

The robes on those five people were extremely striking, and what was most eye-catching was the black bird-shaped pattern embroidered on their robes.

The dark black bird-shaped pattern was lifelike, its feathers delicate and real, and its eyes sharp as arrows.

It seemed as if it could spread its wings and fly off the robe at any moment, carrying a sacred and majestic Aura.

The man referred to as Brother Sheng instantly became more solemn, even subtly revealing a hint of apprehension.

Clearly, he deeply understood the meaning behind this dark black bird-shaped pattern.

Undoubtedly, in this Fu City of Mingxin Prefecture, the only people qualified to wear robes embroidered with this black Xuan Bird pattern were the Blackbird Guard—those high and mighty, mysterious Martial Artists.

The Blackbird Guard were the most special existence in Mingxin Prefecture; they could even command the Prefect.

However, these mysterious Blackbird Guard rarely showed themselves in public and would not manage secular disputes.

However, once they appeared in the eyes of the world, it meant that a very important event was happening.

At this moment, several other burly men also noticed the anomaly.

Their gazes quickly met, and after exchanging a glance,

their Aura suddenly converged, as if it had never existed.

Outside the Floating Dreams Tavern, the previously tense atmosphere eased slightly, and everything seemed to return to calm.

But the continuous approach of those five figures made this calm seem exceptionally fragile.

The man who had just been called “Brother Sheng” was the person in charge of the bouncers at the entrance of the Floating Dreams Tavern.

His Martial Dao Cultivation had reached the Perfection of the Refining Marrow Realm, and his strength was unfathomable.

His gaze was like a torch, his expression calm, and he raised a hand to signal the crowd behind him to calm down, saying in a low voice, “All of you, don’t rush to act. Let me ask them first.”

Although his voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable authority, and the burly men around him, upon hearing this, did not hesitate at all and stood still in place.

While Brother Sheng was speaking, the corner of his eye remained tightly fixed on the five figures.

The next moment, Brother Sheng stepped forward without hesitation, his steps steady, his Aura restrained, yet subtly exuding a sense of oppression.

He stood on the steps of the Floating Dreams Tavern, his gaze fixed on the five people still a dozen steps away from him.

Then, Brother Sheng slightly cupped his hands towards the five people in front, a perfectly appropriate smile on his face, and asked aloud.

“Distinguished guests, today you grace the Floating Dreams Tavern with your presence. Do you have any familiar ladies here?”

“If not, this humble one is willing to guide and introduce some to you, distinguished guests.”

Brother Sheng’s tone seemed warm and thoughtful, but in reality, he was feigning ignorance.

These Blackbird Guard were clearly here for the Floating Dreams Tavern.

Brother Sheng wanted to try and ascertain the intentions of these Blackbird Guard so he could report to the Tower Lord.

However, Brother Sheng’s subtle probing seemed so powerless in front of these five Blackbird Guard, like a punch hitting cotton.

The next instant, a fierce heavy kick, carrying the speed of a thousand jun, cut through the Void Realm, and the invisible air was instantly churned into a turbulent surge, raising terrifying winds.

The man known as Brother Sheng had no time to make any defense.

He was kicked flying out like a cannonball by this terrifying blow.

Brother Sheng’s large Physical Body rolled and crawled clumsily on the ground, sliding far into the distance.

After sliding for dozens of meters, Brother Sheng’s body continuously rubbed and collided violently with the solid stone slab ground.

These friction and collisions constantly emitted harsh sounds, carving deep marks into the stone slabs.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that Brother Sheng’s body finally managed to stop.

“Ah!”

The next second, Brother Sheng instantly let out a tragic wail, but there was no anger on his face, only deep fear.

It was as if the encounter in that instant made him feel an irresistible force.

Seeing this, the surrounding burly men’s expressions changed drastically, and they rushed forward to help Brother Sheng up.

Several of them, with anxious expressions, hastily asked, “Brother Sheng, are you alright!”

Of course, there were also a few burly men whose gazes were fixed on the backs of the five Blackbird Guard, their faces full of indignation, their fists clenched, seemingly wanting to rush forward and stop them.

However, just as they were about to act, Brother Sheng, enduring the severe pain, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, “Stop!”

At this moment, although Brother Sheng’s voice was very weak, it was full of authority, instantly calming everyone.

Brother Sheng struggled to raise his head, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his tone carrying an unquestionable command: “No one is allowed to move!”

“Let these esteemed sirs enter!”

“And you few, quickly go inform the Tower Lord that several esteemed sirs from the Blackbird Guard have graced us with their presence!”

As Brother Sheng’s words fell, even though the surrounding burly men were unwilling, they dared not disobey Brother Sheng’s command.

The few displeased burly men could only watch helplessly as the five Blackbird Guard stepped through the main entrance of the Floating Dreams Tavern.

And Brother Sheng, propping himself up, looked at the backs of the five with a complicated gaze, feeling a vague unease in his heart.

Brother Sheng felt no resentment for being severely injured by the kick, because he dared not.

The people of the Blackbird Guard were not someone that minor figures like them could provoke.

Not only himself, but even a prominent figure like the Tower Lord probably dared not offend the Blackbird Guard.

And Brother Sheng’s guess was indeed correct.

After the five Blackbird Guard stepped into the main entrance of the Floating Dreams Tavern,

the middle-aged man who had just attacked Brother Sheng immediately displayed an extraordinary Aura.

He appeared to be around forty or fifty years old, with a stern face, eyes as sharp as an eagle’s, and a chilling pressure emanating from his body.

The middle-aged man was none other than Zhou Yue, the only remaining Mystic Guard Deputy Director of Mingxin Prefecture.

However, at this moment, Zhou Yue, the Mystic Guard Deputy Director of Mingxin Prefecture, was not the core of this group.

Standing in the very center of the five was an old man with white hair and beard.

The old man was thin and gaunt, wearing a red Xuan Bird brocade robe.

Although this old man seemed ordinary, his deep eyes seemed to contain endless coldness and Killing Intent.

It was he who, a quarter of an hour ago, personally executed the Xuan Niao Guard Mystic Envoy of Mingxin Prefecture, as well as another Mystic Guard Deputy Director.

If this news were to spread, it would be enough to shake the entire Mingxin Prefecture.

The Xuan Niao Guard Mystic Envoy and Mystic Guard Deputy Director were both powerful figures in the Fu City, transcendent and untouchable.

They were usually high and mighty, and no one dared to easily offend them.

However, just a short quarter of an hour ago, they were easily eradicated by this old man like ants, without even a chance to resist.

The old man was none other than Mu Yun, who had rushed over from Haoran Prefecture.

The reason Mu Yun acted without hesitation to eliminate those two Blackbird Guard was because they had secretly allied with the Wen Family and even attempted to leak information, betraying the Blackbird Guard.

This discovery filled Mu Yun with rage and also made him realize that the Wen Family’s influence had already infiltrated the core of the Blackbird Guard in various Fu Cities of the Eastern Region.

Hmph, after that one gave the order, anyone involved with the Wen Family would be killed without mercy.

This was not a laughing matter.

Therefore, Mu Yun’s trip to Mingxin Prefecture this time was to uproot and completely eliminate all of the Wen Family's Bloodline!

To achieve this goal, actions must be extremely cautious, and they must never alert the enemy.

Mu Yun planned to act silently first, eliminating the Wen Family’s descendants lingering outside the Wen Family one by one, to eliminate future troubles.

After dealing with the Wen Family members outside the Wen Family mansion, they would then concentrate all their strength and attack the Wen Family mansion with the force of a thunderbolt.

At that time, all the Blackbird Guard would completely erase everything about the Wen Family, letting the world witness His Majesty’s inviolable heavenly might!

Although Zhou Yue was a Blackbird Guard Mystic Guard Deputy Director, at this moment, he was extremely respectful towards Mu Yun, even with a hint of unconcealed fear.

Zhou Yue couldn't help but be afraid. Don't look at how imposing he was now.

In fact, Zhou Yue had also had one foot in the grave a quarter of an hour ago.

Zhou Yue had also allied with the Wen Family's Blackbird Guard, but he was lucky enough not to have had time to leak information.

Those two Lao Jiahuo (Old fellows) who had worked with him for decades, in order to gain the Wen Family's favor, acted so recklessly.

They acted in a hurried and frantic manner, completely losing their usual composure, and as a result, they were immediately detected by Mu Yun.

That heart-palpitating feeling of brushing past death still permeated Zhou Yue’s bones, making him feel lingering fear.

Zhou Yue had now completely forgotten his various connections with the Wen Family and was wholeheartedly cooperating with this Lord Lu.

Zhou Yue slightly turned sideways and whispered to the old man.

“Lord Lu, Wen Mo Chen is in this Floating Dreams Tavern. This subordinate will now take you there.”

“If there are no surprises, Wen Mo Chen should be on the tenth floor.”

Inside the Floating Dreams Tavern, the originally noisy atmosphere instantly solidified after Mu Yun and the others arrived.

Although the guests and maids in the tower did not know the origins of these five people, they could feel the suffocating sense of oppression and scattered, daring not to approach.

“Hmm!”

Mu Yun’s expression was calm, his gaze lightly sweeping over Zhou Yue, “If you truly find that Wen Mo Chen,”

“This Lord will consider it a great merit for you, and all past grievances will be wiped clean.”

Mu Yun’s words were nothing short of heavenly music to Zhou Yue.

Although there was no concrete evidence to prove Zhou Yue’s betrayal of the Blackbird Guard, Mu Yun was not a senile old man either.

If a Xuan Niao Guard Mystic Envoy and a Blackbird Guard Mystic Guard Deputy Director of a Fu City had both allied with the Wen Family,

then how could the remaining Zhou Yue be completely free of suspicion?

“Yes, Lord Lu!” Zhou Yue knelt on one knee, his voice strong and resolute, saying decisively.

“This subordinate will find that Wen Mo Chen even if it costs me this old life!”

As Zhou Yue’s words fell, a chilling and terrifying Killing Intent spread from around him, instantly sweeping across the entire scene.

Immediately after, Zhou Yue suddenly stood up, his figure like a ghost, rapidly soaring towards the empty stairway in the middle.

Mu Yun watched Zhou Yue’s departing figure, slightly narrowing his eyes, and muttered to himself.

“After dealing with this Wen Mo Chen, I can go back and meet up with Lord Lu.”