I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 250: Departure

What does ten thousand taels of gold signify?

Firstly, it’s equivalent to one hundred thousand taels of snowflake silver, and even in Xia Ruins, it’s an immensely astounding sum.

Bear in mind that an affluent family of five in Xia Ruins spends only twenty to thirty taels annually.

In many places, ten taels of silver can buy a life!

Zhang Yuan never imagined that the Jing Clan of Nanli would offer such an astronomical bounty on him.

But upon reflection, it’s quite reasonable.

After all, he had previously wreaked havoc on Nanli Island, and slain a substantial number of Jing samurai.

Including a pair of Tier Four twins.

With such severe losses, it’s inconceivable for the Jing Clan of Nanli to let it slide!

At this moment, Zhang Yuan still didn’t know that the Linglong Sisters he eliminated were not only the apple of the Great Leader’s eye but had also been meticulously cultivated by the Great Witch as Witches.

The resources invested in these twins would far exceed a mere ten thousand taels of gold!

Glancing at the bounty notice posted on his wall, Zhang Yuan continued on his way without giving it away.

He arrived at a nearby tea house.

Finding a seat at the corner, Zhang Yuan called out, "Waiter, a pot of Cloud Mist Tea please."

The tea house was doing good business; many guests were already seated when he arrived.

Gathered in small groups, some were whispering, others were having animated discussions.

As soon as Zhang Yuan sat down, he heard news related to him.

"Ten thousand taels of gold, the Jing people have made a bold move!"

"Do you know what happened? Why are the Jing people offering a bounty on this guy?"

"I heard, just rumors though, can’t vouch for it."

"Spit it out, quick!"

"I heard that half a month ago, someone killed hundreds of Jing people on Nanli Island, turning the nearby lake red with blood."

"No way, really?"

"Probably true, they’ve sealed off Nanli, preventing outsiders from entering."

"Word is, the Great River Gang, Golden Sand Gang, and Flying Fish Alliance were hired by the Jing people to hunt the perpetrator on all the Land Islands."

"Find them? After all this time, the person’s probably long gone!"

"Cough! Cough!"

The tea house waiter served Zhang Yuan a pot of steaming fragrant tea, along with a complimentary three-colored pastry.

Zhang Yuan sipped his tea while listening to the guests’ conversations.

His hearing was currently sharp; even the whispers of the furthest guests were clearly audible.

Thus, he wouldn’t miss any useful information.

However, as the guests continued speaking, the stories became increasingly absurd.

Some claimed the murderer was a Tier Six expert, others said it was a bizarre incarnation, and exaggerated the Jing people’s casualties to four figures.

After finishing a pot of tea, Zhang Yuan felt he’d heard enough.

Just as he was about to pay and leave, a commotion erupted outside.

Feeling intrigued, Zhang Yuan refrained from standing up.

At that moment, a group of fierce-looking samurai barged in.

They wielded portraits, matching them against the seated guests without a word of explanation.

The guests were left petrified, not daring to utter a word despite the group’s rude and disrespectful manner.

A scar-faced samurai approached Zhang Yuan, scrutinizing him with a sinister gaze before comparing him to the portrait in hand.

Zhang Yuan maintained a calm demeanor, allowing him to check.

Even the Zhang Yuan from when he went to Nanli Island appeared distinctly different due to his disguise.

"What’s your name, and why are you here?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The scar-faced samurai suddenly demanded aggressively, his eyes flashing with malice.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Zhang Yuan calmly set down his teacup, replying in a deep voice, "I’m Wei Yan, who do you think you are, daring to be so insolent with me!"

As he finished speaking, he pressed his palm against the teacup.

A "pop" echoed, and the empty cup was forcibly embedded into the tabletop.

The rim aligned perfectly with the table surface!

The scar-faced samurai’s expression instantly shifted.

Zhang Yuan’s recent display was undeniably a technique of a Martial Artist at the Qi Entry Realm.

For the samurai at Tier Three Transformation Realm, breaking a cup was easy, but such a feat was impossible.

After a moment of contemplation, the scar-faced samurai put away the portrait and bowed, saying, "My apologies."

Zhang Yuan’s appearance didn’t match the wanted person’s likeness, and as an expert above Tier Three, the samurai realized he’d hit a hard spot and could do nothing but apologize.

Otherwise, if conflict arose, Zhang Yuan could kill him with a single strike without consequence!

Zhang Yuan ignored him, grabbing a piece of pastry and slowly chewing.

The scar-faced samurai glumly regrouped with his companions and left the tea house.

And the atmosphere inside the tea house wasn’t as lively anymore.

Many guests eyed Zhang Yuan with reverence, settling their tabs and departing.

They were all intelligent, fearing that the group might return with reinforcements to settle scores with Zhang Yuan, and a battle in the tea house would likely ensue.

As the saying goes, "A gentleman stays away from a collapsing wall," and "better safe than sorry," it’s best to leave early.

In no time, the whole place was cleared out.

There’s no staying here anymore!

Zhang Yuan called for the waiter, paying for tea and the damaged cup and table.

After all, compensating for broken items is inevitable.

But the shopkeeper came out, offering a smile yet refusing to accept payment, nearly begging on his knees.

Zhang Yuan, unwilling to haggle, tossed a silver ingot and left.

Not only should he not remain on Great Chen Island, but he planned to leave Great Dream Marsh and return to Xia Ruins.

As for the mission involving Yan Wushuang, it was bound to fail!

In truth, Zhang Yuan felt certain he’d spotted Yan Wushuang that day.

Back then, while the Red-eyed Crow was surveilling the enemy’s movements from high above, two Jing leaders were accompanied by a graceful man in white.

This man’s style was starkly different from the surrounding Jing people, strikingly distinct.

Zhang Yuan’s intuition told him this was Yan Wushuang!

Regrettably, after this clash, Nanli Island became off-limits to outsiders, and in recent times, the Jing people were bound to be on high alert.

Additionally, Yan Wushuang himself was an extraordinary individual, making it unlikely for Zhang Yuan to return to this Land Island to kill him.

The man might not even be found!

Considering everything, Zhang Yuan felt that staying in Great Dream Marsh held no purpose.

Failing the mission was insignificant; he’d just miss out on the Daoist Merit promised by Han Zixun.

The only trouble lay in the copy of "Carefree Travel" he’d requested; upon returning, he would need to give an account to Han.

He couldn’t just take advantage.

If Han Zixun insisted on Zhang Yuan eliminating Yan Wushuang.

Then, wait a while before addressing it.

The current circumstances no longer allow Zhang Yuan to pursue the mission.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Yuan stayed on Great Chen Island for half a month longer.

Once the external situation had relaxed, he purchased a small boat and set off on his return journey to Xia Ruins.