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189: Catch all the fish, shrimp and turtles in one net! [Explosive Update]

“The Jianghu in my heart?”

His voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable power, “To travel the land, to champion justice, where no one abuses their power, and no grievances go unheard.

The Law of the jungle will still be the Law, but it must be within the rules.”

“The World Society will establish an iron Law: Jianghu disputes end in the Jianghu. Those who involve ordinary people will be condemned by all.

There must be justice in the world, rewarding good and punishing evil! Those who do good shall be rewarded, and those who do evil shall be punished.”

Lian Tianyun listened, his face, covered by a handkerchief, showed no expression, only his exposed mouth trembled slightly, finally turning into a long sigh, mixed with blood foam and relief:

“Good, good indeed, ‘rewarding good and punishing evil,’ the same idea my brothers and I had back then.

If it were truly so, Grandmaster Shen would not kill you!

In the Jianghu, one is not one's own master.

If you... if you can truly achieve this... this Jianghu... this world... my three brothers and I, even if we die, will have no regrets.”

After he finished speaking, his breath was gone.

In the courtyard, a cold wind swept through, rustling the withered branches of the old plum tree.

Three elders, once renowned and upholding righteousness, lay quietly on the cold ground, their faces covered with plain white silk handkerchiefs.

Lu Jiuyuan stood with his hands behind his back.

A Fei and You Longsheng walked in from the doorway.

You Longsheng looked at the three corpses on the ground, his eyes complex, and whispered, “Ninth Brother, it’s a pity for these three true Grandmasters. When I was young, their names were already famous throughout the world.

The name of Renyi Manor is respected by all chivalrous people in the world! What a pity... what a pity!”

“Heroic fame and obstacles are unrelated.”

Lu Jiuyuan interrupted him, his tone without the slightest fluctuation, “Those with different Dao cannot conspire together. They sought benevolence and attained benevolence. They died for their Dao, and died in their rightful place.

Choose three coffins, send people to return them to Renyi Manor, and give them a grand burial!”

“Yes.” You Longsheng said no more.

A Fei’s gaze remained sharp. He held his sword and looked at Lu Jiuyuan: “Ninth Brother, are you waiting for Shen Lang?”

In his voice, there was a hint of barely suppressed excitement and Battle Intent, and his body even trembled slightly.

Shen Lang, his father, the father who might not even know he existed, a legend in the Jianghu.

“If he truly returns from overseas, I’ll let you fight him first.”

“Good!” A Fei’s answer was crisp and excited.

“Han Zhen.”

“Your subordinate is here!” Han Zhen, who had been waiting in the distance, immediately stepped forward and bowed to receive orders.

“Record in detail the news that the three Manor Lords of Renyi Manor died bravely at the main headquarters while trying to obstruct the World Society.

Especially their purpose of trying to persuade Shen Lang to emerge from seclusion with their deaths, make sure it is conveyed clearly and accurately.”

“Give some people a little hope, and they will gather together. It will be easier to clean up later.”

“Your subordinate understands!” Han Zhen understood perfectly.

“Go do your work.”

“Yes!”

Han Zhen took his leave, his steps hurried.

The plum blossoms withered, the spring red, too fleeting! A year passed in a flash.

On this day, Lu Jiuyuan stood once again under the old plum tree in the courtyard.

Half a year had passed, and new blossoms had bloomed on the plum branches, emitting a faint, cold fragrance.

Han Zhen stood quietly behind him, reporting on the year’s achievements: “...Gang Leader, as of yesterday, there are no more resistance forces north of the Yangtze River.

In the Jiangnan area, ninety percent of the Gangs have submitted and registered, and all eight major Schools have submitted.

The jianghu code has been implemented in the Jianghu. In half a year, three hundred and twenty-seven people who violated the Law have been executed, and forty-one acts of righteousness have been rewarded.

The resources submitted by various regions, converted into gold and silver, have exceeded the total income of the Golden Money Gang last year by ten times, but the expenses are even greater...”

The data was cold, yet it outlined a picture of rapidly expanding territory and quickly accumulating resources.

Lu Jiuyuan listened quietly, holding a Secret Manual in his hand.

He had now seen no less than a hundred different Secret Manuals, all of which he had comprehended and absorbed, transforming them into resources to perfect his Three-Part Yuan Qi.

“Shen Lang, still no news?” he asked faintly.

“The overseas journey is long, and communication is difficult.

But according to scattered rumors from sea travelers, it seems that a Central Plains master did appear in the Far East, and recently there seems to be a sign of him returning west.” Han Zhen replied cautiously.

“On the other hand, there have been new disturbances from the Demonic Path on the Tianshan Mountains, seemingly intending to enter the Central Plains from the east.”

“The Demonic Path Leader, Hua Zangkong, has secretly colluded with the eight major Schools.

This time, the Demonic Path’s eastward advance is likely with them leading the way.”

Lu Jiuyuan’s fingertips paused slightly in turning the page, then returned to normal, only letting out a very faint sneer.

“Oh? The Demonic Path... Hua Zangkong? Haha, it’s been a long time since anyone mentioned that name.”

His tone was calm, as if he were talking about an insignificant trifle, “It seems that because I haven’t made a move this year,

some people think that I, Lu Jiuyuan, have become a sick tiger, and they want to use the sword of the Western Regions Demonic Path to test the mettle of my ‘unrivaled in the human world’.”

“Gang Leader is discerning.”

Han Zhen bowed and said, “Since the destruction of Shaolin and Kongtong, the remaining eight major Schools have outwardly submitted, but in reality, they harbor resentment and secretly collude.

The Demonic Path forces have been entrenched in the Western Regions for many years. Their Gang is filled with masters, and their martial arts are Weird and ruthless. Hua Zangkong is even hailed as the number one person in the Demonic Path, with a notorious reputation.

Their collusion is indeed a threat that cannot be underestimated.”

“Threat?”

Lu Jiuyuan closed the book in his hand and looked out at the grey sky beyond the courtyard with his hands behind his back: “Mere clowns, a minor ailment.

It’s good. A stagnant pool cannot stir up waves. A fierce catfish coming across the river can net all those fish, shrimp, and turtles hidden in the mud in one go.”

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