I Don't Know Martial Art Chapter 99

Chapter 99 - Terror

Xiang Yun studied the《 Northwest Sect Ranking》 book for a long time before finally having a better understanding of the strength of the great sects in the Northwest. There were actually quite a few sects in the Northwest borders, and the most powerful of them all was the Blood Shadow Palace of the Northwest Yin Flower Mountain.

This was a third-rate sect, and it was guarded by Earth Cloud experts. It was publicly recognized as the number one sect in the northwest border.

Other than the Blood Shadow Palace, there were three other great sects that were at the northwest border, second only to the Blood Shadow Palace. They were the Snow Dragon Sect, the Spirit Channeling Sect, and the Joyous Sect.

Upon seeing the three words' Snow Dragon Sect ', Xiang Yun's heart was slightly moved.

He remembered that last time in the City Lord's Mansion, the scar-faced man in the Xuan Yun Realm seemed to be the Sect Leader of the Snow Dragon Sect, Zheng Heshan. He also remembered that last time in the City Lord's Mansion, the scar-faced man in the Profound Cloud Realm seemed to be the Sect Leader of the Snow Dragon Sect, Zheng Heshan.

After reading the entire distribution of power in the book, Xiang Yun finally understood the general layout of the northwest border.

Overall, the sects at the northwest border were still relatively weak. The most powerful Blood Shadow Palace was considered a third-rate sect, while the Snow Dragon Sect, Spirit Channeling Sect, and Joyous Sect were considered as sects that had just entered the ranks.

Of course, there were also many unranked sects and clans in the Northwest, and even some gangs, who occupied the top of the mountain, hoping to one day enter the ranks of the sects and become a true power in the mountain. The so-called 'mixed dragon and snake' was the most appropriate word to describe the power in the Northwest border.

Closing the book, Xiang Yun thought for a moment before deciding to establish his own sect at the northwest border. Currently, he would not rely on anyone's strength. He wanted to establish his own sect.

Since that was the case, they naturally couldn't be delusional and start from the northwest border. If they couldn't emerge from these unranked sects, they would be talking about creating the number one sect in the world.

Having made up his mind, Xiang Yun pondered whether he should go to the northwest border and investigate on the spot before deciding on the exact location of the sect's construction. Therefore, there was no need to be hasty right now.

After arranging the books, Xiang Yun asked Lin Wan'er to return them to the library. He then began his daily cultivation. As he operated the Karmic Creation Art, all the acupoints in his body opened up and clouds energy began to gather in the air, flooding in!

At this moment, in the stable in the backyard of the prince's mansion, Old Liang once again began singing an unknown little tune. As he fed the horses and shook the wine gourd, the seemingly leisurely old Liang Tou couldn't help but shiver, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"He's already at the four-cloud realm, how can he be so fast!"

At the same time, outside of the restaurant in the southern part of the Qinfeng City, large groups of men and women were gathered. Coupled with two to three hundred guards and attendants, the vast streets were completely blocked.

In the center of the crowd, there was a large palanquin with tables and chairs placed on it. Two people were seated on it, and the two of them were standing by the side while bowing.

Amongst the two people who were seated, one of them was tall and had a tanned complexion. It was the son of the county governor of Central State, Yang Guanglin. The two people who were bowing beside him were none other than Li Donglai and Zhou Hanlong.

At this moment, all three of their gazes were focused on that youth who was lying on his back on the seat! His eyes were filled with excitement.

His eyes were extremely large, and they flickered with a light like that of a gem. The latter wore a golden robe, and her sleeves were inlaid with golden threads that weaved a four-clawed golden dragon. On her chest, there was a dragon pattern of baring its fangs and brandishing its claws!

The young man had a jade talisman around his waist and a treasured sword hanging on one side. He was seven parts heroic and three parts childish.

At this moment, the youth intentionally wore a very old and cold face, showing maturity. He glanced at the three people beside him and spoke with a pretended low voice!

"Third and fourth elder, you two don't have to worry. Today, I'll help you vent your anger, and I'll definitely teach that Xiang Yun a lesson, and let him know the methods of our An Lin Party!"

Upon hearing these words, Li Donglai and Zhou Hanlong immediately walked out and kowtowed to the young man, both of them praising him nonstop.

"Thank you, big brother! Thank you, eighth prince! With you backing us up, we won't be afraid of anything anymore!"

Although the youth was young, he had a high status. He was the eighth prince of the Wind Cloud Country, Xiang Changan, and was also the head of the An Lin Party. At this moment, when he heard the flattery from the two of them, he pretended not to show it on his face.

Li Guanglin, who was sitting at the side, turned to Xiang Chang An and said, "Boss, have you thought of how to deal with that Crown Prince? He is after all the son of the King, so if you want to fight him, you won't have so much trouble."

"Ugh …"

When the cool-looking Xiang Changan heard this, he was momentarily stunned. The idea he had was to entangle himself with a large group of people and directly cause trouble for Xiang Yun by killing his family. Now that he heard Li Guanglin's words, he felt that this plan wasn't working yet.

As if he had seen Xiang Changan's distress, Li Guanglin quickly reminded, "Your Highness, I've heard that more than half of the brothels in Qin Feng City belong to the crown prince. If we were to make a move on this crown prince, would he be so angry that he would jump to his feet?"

"Ai!" Hearing this, Xiang Changan's eyes lit up!

"That's right, we can …" Xiang Chang An was halfway through his sentence, but he didn't know what to do. He was suddenly stuck in a daze. Li Guanlin, who was at the side, quickly followed up.

"I understand what boss means. You want to find the biggest territory under the name of the prince of Qinfeng City? Let's start the operation, right?"

"That's what it means to be right and right!" Xiang Chang An nodded his head, very pleased with Li Guanlin saving his life.

"The boss is truly wise. Under the leadership of the boss, our An Lin party will definitely thrive day by day!" Li Guanglin stood up and bowed towards Xiang Chang An, but he did not forget to kiss up to him.

At the side, Li Donglai and Zhou Hanlong would naturally not fall, and the two of them quickly spoke out.

"Boss is wise, you are like a god that descended to the mortal world. In front of you, those two fellows known as the 'Dragon City Twin Devils' are just like two hopping grasshoppers that couldn't even make a few leaps."

"Hmph! Dragon City has two fiends. What kind of thing is this? It has long surpassed their era!"

Xiang Changan did his best to suppress the glee in his heart as he spoke coldly. At the same time, he thought of something that had happened in the Dragon City Imperial Palace three years ago.

Back then, Xiang Changan was still a nine year old child, but as the third son of the King, he had been ordered by his father to study in the Orthodox Academy. On his first days in Dragon City, Xiang Yun had been summoned to the palace to visit.

Even within the imperial palace, Xiang Yun, who was used to indulging himself, was unbridled. He casually stopped a beautiful palace maid before beginning to take liberties with her, boldly reaching out to touch that palace maid's small hand. Just as his other hand wrapped around the palace maid's waist, a grasshopper suddenly hopped onto the back of his hand!

Xiang Yun usually hated these small insects. With a shake of his hand, he threw them onto the ground. However, this was not enough to vent his anger; he had actually stomped that grasshopper flat.

At this moment, Xiang Changan, who had chased over not too far away to save his playmate, saw that Xiang Yun had actually stomped his pet to death. The latter charged over to Xiang Yun in anger, waving his fist at him as he sent out punches and kicks in response to Xiang Yun's commands.

Xiang Yun hadn't thought that a little child the size of a fart would unreasonably hit him. Moreover, his attack was not light, and he wasn't used to children either. With a flip of his hand, he slapped the youth in the face!

"Little brat, go to the side and cool off. Don't disturb my flirting with girls!" These were Xiang Yun's original words.

The eighth prince was so angry that he began to cry, and in the end, he went to his father to complain.

Who would have thought that the royal father, who usually doted on him, would actually say with a calm smile: "Your cousin is just like that. Just don't provoke him in the future."

For the first time in his life, Xiang Changan had been slapped in the face by this crown prince. Even after three years, the child had become a youth, from a powerless child to an extraordinary Wuyun martial artist.

Now, he had even become the head of the number one gang in the martial arts world, the An Lin Party. He had come to the Qin Feng City today to avenge his death!

"Xiang Yun, I've come. The me now is no longer the me of the past!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, folded his arms, and took a pose of closing his eyes to rest.

Just as night fell, Xiang Yun was in the outer room of the chamber, comfortably curled up in a large wooden bucket filled with warm water, moaning on the surface.

"Aiyo, how comfortable!"

Previously, when he practiced Tiger Claws and the Hundred Transformations Movement Technique, he sweated all over and had his servants prepare a bath water for him. Now that he was soaked in the large wooden bucket, he felt extremely comfortable.

After these past few days of cultivation, Xiang Yun had been circulating the Art of Creation at an even faster rate than before. The cloud energy within his body had also increased by quite a bit, causing him to be in a very good mood.

Moreover, a few days ago, Xiang Yun faced off against six of Li Dong Lai's family's young masters before finally gaining a better understanding of his own strength. It turned out that he himself had become quite strong as well.

Back then, when the hook-nosed man was at the same realm as him, Four Clouds Martial Disciple realm, he could only use a few moves. Regardless of the strength of his physical body or the thickness of his cloud energy, he seemed to be stronger than his opponent.

Although some of them were noble descendants of noble families and had no actual combat experience, their cultivation bases were still there. To be able to defeat them was proof of Xiang Yun's strength.

"Aren't I a martial artist with spiritual roots? I think I should be weak. Why aren't these guys my opponent?"

Xiang Yun was still a little doubtful, because many of the continent's ancient texts had once mentioned that the less spiritual roots one had, the weaker their combat prowess and explosive power would be.

However, when he faced an enemy of the same level and defeated the opponent so easily, the latter's spirit veins couldn't possibly be less than a spirit vein, right?

Xiang Yun did not know, however, that this so-called spirit vein's width and volume was many times larger than an ordinary spirit vein.

Although he could not fathom it, Xiang Yun did not think too much about it. It was good to be strong, after all. Now, Xiang Yun could only hope that he could increase his strength faster and break through to the Yellow Cloud Realm as soon as possible.

Xiang Yun secretly made up his mind. Once this hunt was over, he would head out of the city to the northwest border to pick a good location and determine the location of the sect.

Then, he would immediately use the Sect Master's Cultivation Room Construction Order. This way, his cultivation speed would increase by twofold. Just thinking about it was a bit exciting!

Just as Xiang Yun was bathing in warm water and imagining the glorious scene of the future construction of his sect, the sound of hurried footsteps rang out from outside the door. With a frown, Xiang Yun subconsciously got up to grab a towel, but the door to his room had already been pushed open!

"Your Highness, this isn't good!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A woman's shriek rang out, and the figure of a woman who had just charged into the room turned around with her back to Xiang Yun. Even with her back facing him, one could see that her ears were red all the way down to her neck as her body trembled slightly.

"Wan-Er, why are you here?" Xiang Yun had already shrunk back into the bath barrel as he asked with an awkward smile.

"Phew!"

Lin Wan'er was clearly rather shocked at this moment. She did not answer Xiang Yun's question, only taking deep breaths as her body rose and fell continuously, as if trying to calm her heart.

After a while, Lin Wan'er finally recovered a little. With a trembling voice, she said, "Master, it's bad. Something has happened to the Phoenix Pavilion!"

Chapter end