Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1024 - 282: Huh? Qiu Long from Qiulong Temple?!_2
Bai Sheng nodded and said, "Indeed, there’s not a single dynasty in this world with the capability to dispatch a substantial force to surround the Imperial City of the Shangwu Dynasty and force it to close off."
While speaking these words, Bai Sheng, a local of the Imperial City, couldn’t help but feel a tinge of pride—it was, after all, his hometown.
"Well then, shall we make our way to the National Teacher’s Mansion in the Shangwu Dynasty, stopping as we go? I am in no hurry. It would be nice to take a stroll in the Imperial City and see what this place is all about," said Fan Wu.
To tell the truth, Fan Wu had no particular affection for the Shangwu Dynasty, let alone any emotional attachment to its Imperial City.
Even though his original identity might be somewhat unique, possibly even that of an orphaned member of the Shangwu royal family.
But what of it?
Fan Wu didn’t care about such an original identity.
It didn’t matter if it was the identity of a royal orphan or if he were to be appointed the current Emperor of the Shangwu Dynasty—he had no interest in it.
Unless becoming an Emperor immediately rewarded him with ten thousand Free Attribute Points, which might then spark a bit of interest in him.
As for the identity of the royal orphan, it was nothing more than a means for Fan Wu to acquire Free Attribute Points.
After all, such an identity practically screamed trouble, and with trouble... didn’t that mean Free Attribute Points would come rolling in?
However, the issue was that if others were unaware of his identity, it seemed unlikely that trouble would come knocking on its own.
He, Fan Wu, couldn’t possibly take a megaphone and shout out his true identity at people’s doorsteps; he would probably be considered a lunatic.
Oh well, he was here now, regardless.
Without going into detail, it was certain that he needed to take a look at the National Master of the Shangwu State, especially since that guy was connected to the San Qing Supreme Demon and was definitely no good—perhaps that was where the biggest wave of Free Attribute Points would come from.
...
The news of the brothers, Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, returning to the Imperial City of the Shangwu Dynasty, spread like a hurricane in all directions.
Before long, tens of thousands had heard, and soon after, hundreds of thousands, and even millions were aware.
After all, these brothers were absolute A-listers in the Imperial City and seen as major villains in the eyes of countless citizens. Their return to the Imperial City would naturally cause a massive stir.
"What? Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu are back in the city? Hadn’t they left a long time ago? Why have they suddenly returned? My gosh... It is said that those two dare to assassinate the National Master himself; they must be mad! If one were to run into those guys on the street, wouldn’t that spell doom?"
"How dare they come back? Aren’t they afraid of being hunted down by the massive army of the Imperial Court? After all, there’s a million-strong force stationed within the city, along with numerous Cultivators, and even the National Master himself!"
"Could it be possible that Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu still harbor ill intentions and want to make another move on the National Master, which is why they’ve returned?"
"Hisss! So you’re saying they might still be planning to assassinate the National Master?"
"I heard that Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu have gotten mixed up with some outlander. What was his name again? Fan Wu, right? Supposedly, that outsider possesses the might to slay the Evil God. I don’t know how formidable the Evil God is, but he can’t be easy to deal with, right?"
"..."
Most citizens within the Imperial City held a sense of fear towards Yan Dalong, Yan Dahu, and Fan Wu.
This was because the Imperial Court’s propaganda concerning the brothers was naturally negative.
Under such circumstances, those who believed what the court said wouldn’t regard Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu as good people.
And such news swiftly reached the institutions of the Imperial Court.
"...Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, these two brothers have returned?" The master of the Imperial City of the Shangwu Dynasty furrowed his brows, as his position was essentially that of a mayor of the capital.
His title sounded impressive, but in reality, he could only follow the arrangements from higher up.
The master of the Imperial City spoke with a heavy tone, "Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, these brothers, wouldn’t be too problematic, the real issue is that guy from Qiulong Temple named Fan Wu, he’s the most troublesome one."
Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple... His renowned name had already spread to this side of the Imperial City some time ago, causing quite a stir at that time.
Many remembered such a name back then, and among them was the master of the Imperial City of the Shangwu Dynasty.
"The trouble... If those guys intend to cause trouble for the National Master, it would be very difficult to stop them. After all, in this bustling city, it’s not like we can mobilize a large army to hunt them down, as that would cause even greater chaos."
At this point, he couldn’t help but massage his temples, "How has it come to this..."
Within the Imperial Court of the Shangwu Dynasty’s Imperial City, he was not the only one feeling a severe headache.
Of course, headaches don’t solve any problems.
Nor could they simply stand by and do nothing.
So...
The entire Imperial Court of the Shangwu Dynasty’s Imperial City was suddenly set into motion, a myriad of violent mechanisms started operating, and a vast number of cultivators from the court and soldiers from the army were all heading in the same direction! Fully aware that it was very likely impossible to stop Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple, but they couldn’t just do nothing, or else wouldn’t that be a disgraceful loss of face?
After all, for such a grand Dynasty to be paralyzed by fear of a single man... that would be the ultimate humiliation! Moreover, inside the Imperial City were many people from other Dynasties, it simply wouldn’t do to lose face in front of them!
...
Meanwhile.
Within the National Teacher’s Mansion of the Shangwu Dynasty.
"National Master... National Master, disaster has struck! Something terrible has happened!" A young Taoist boy, looking panicked, rushed into the mansion, and within it, he started shouting, "Those... those... those two people have returned, they have come back!!"
"Such noise and commotion, where are your manners?" A steward walked out from within the mansion and said with a frown, "What disaster has struck? Speak plainly, and I will report it to the National Master."
The Taoist boy hurriedly replied, "It’s Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, the two of them have returned!!"
"Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu?" Upon hearing these names, the steward was somewhat surprised, but still scoffed, "Just these two have scared you into this state? Calm down a bit, don’t embarrass the National Master."
"But... but weren’t they the ones who once attempted to assassinate the National Master? What if they’ve returned with the same intent..."
The boy’s words were hastily cut off.
The steward said, "You really think with just the power of those two mad brothers, they could assassinate the National Master? What a joke! Not to mention they are only two, even two hundred of them would not be able to harm a single hair on the National Master! Should they dare to approach, there’s no need for the National Master to act, I alone could strike them down here!"
"Hmph! If not for the National Master restraining me from acting against those two a few years ago, they would have already perished by my hand." As he spoke these words, the steward’s expression was full of confidence, and indeed he had the strength to back that confidence.
Because within this National Teacher’s Mansion, he was the right hand of the State Preceptor, and many matters of the mansion were under his management.
"But... I heard that those Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, there’s a person called Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple with them!" The Taoist boy said weakly, "I’ve heard that he is a very formidable person."
"Hmm?" The steward’s smirk faded, "Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple?!"
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