The Blade-Wielding Legend-Chapter 1258 - 657: The Blooming of the Hellflower

The moment their identities were revealed, the four people on the ground trembled and all lowered their heads.

Li Yan said in a deep voice, "Chen Squad Leader, do you recognize them?"

"I've heard of them."

Chen San replied, "They are from the 'Colorful Gate' troupe in Jizhou, wandering along the Huitong River. They're quite famous. I heard they even had a conflict with another troupe and invited someone to mediate."

He continued with a cold laugh, "I don't know what made them so bold as to conspire with demons for rebellion!"

"Rebellion?!"

At these words, Yang Lao Hai on the ground suddenly looked up, gritted his teeth and said, "We're all fellow pugilists, I've been caught, so be it. Do whatever you want, but don't spread lies!"

It's no wonder he was anxious; murder and rebellion are two entirely different things.

One is a personal act, at most leaving a personal scar.

But rebellion would implicate one's entire family, causing unknown trouble.

"Well, I see you won't shed tears till you see the coffin!"

Chen San laughed, his eyes full of sarcasm, "This is the legendary Twelve Primordial Spirits. Use your brain, if this were just an ordinary pugilistic matter, would they need to get involved? Let me tell you the truth, the Captain Bureau and Xuan Sacrificial Officer are already involved, this is far beyond your meddling!"

"Twelve Primordial Spirits?!"

The old man on the ground was stunned for a moment, looking unbelievably at Li Yan and the others, and said in a trembling voice, "How could it be you, that's not what he said..."

Seeing his panic-stricken look, Li Yan was not surprised.

This old man's Dao was at most a low level.

Though his tricks appeared dazzling, they were actually just simple illusions and lineage skills from the Colorful Gate.

He could fool laymen, but would be exposed immediately before them.

Thinking of this, Li Yan said expressionlessly, "It seems you've been deceived too. Why not explain this clearly? You might be able to offset some sins and avoid being scapegoats for others."

However, upon hearing this, the old man on the ground bit his teeth and said nothing.

Seeing this attitude, Li Yan knew in his heart and signaled Chen San with a glance.

"Men!"

Understanding immediately, Chen San shouted angrily, "Stubborn fool, execute those three right here!"

"Yes, Squad Leader!"

Immediately, several men from the Cao Gang drew their knives and approached fiercely.

"Master!"

"Spare us, it's nothing to do with us!"

The three children turned pale with fright, crying out for mercy.

Meanwhile, Li Yan watched coldly from the side.

Once you set foot in the pugilistic world, you are no longer innocent.

These three brats killed and set fires without blinking an eye, with many unjust souls under them.

The corpses of many people from the Bookstore and Meng Mansion are still lying in the Funeral Room of the government.

No matter the reason for their descent into the pugilistic world, he wouldn't show the slightest mercy.

"Shut up!"

Yang Lao Hai glared and cursed, "I told you when you drank the blood wine and joined us, this day would come. You've eaten meat, and enjoyed women, now don't chicken out when facing execution!"

"There's no escaping this, better to die like a man!"

He spoke passionately, but the three disciples completely disregarded him.

"Bullshit!"

"You old thing, easy for you to say!"

"Aren't you just trying to save your son, don't drag us into this..."

Under the blade, the three disciples began to spill everything.

"Fools!"

Yang Lao Hai wished he could bite these three brats to death, but he couldn't struggle, only sigh heavily.

Seizing the opportunity, Chen San finally pried open the old man's mouth.

"We came to Zhangqiu because we heard that a senior brother, in his old age, had taken in a few disciples with the surname Kong here, making a big name, so we came to see what we could gain..."

Listening to his account, Li Yan and the others understood the causes and consequences.

The birth of the 'Colorful Gate' spans the history of the Divine State.

Although it went through the Han "Variety Shows" and Tang and Song "Amusements", to gradually form a system, its history is much older.

The origin of martial arts comes from the hunting practices of the ancient tribes, and acrobatics are the same.

With spear throwing, flying blade, climbing, and beast taming, traces of them can still be vaguely seen.

In the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, dukes competed for supremacy, the trend of "nurturing warriors" was prevalent, and amongst retainers, there were both those who engaged in petty crimes and those who were samurais and powerful warriors with extraordinary skills.

These people were the embryonic form of the Colorful Gate.

As of today, it has become a significant force in the pugilistic world.

According to pugilistic classifications, they belong to the "Color" and "Side Door" of gold, skin, color, and side door.

Although Lu Dongbin is the ancestor, they are considered a side door in the Mystical Sect.

They study "techniques" rather than practicing Dao.

The Colorful Gate spreads across the Divine State, with various sects like rice crossing the river, mainly concentrated in Puyang of Yu State, Zhoukou, Linquan of Huizhou, Jianhu of Su, Liaocheng of Luzhou, and others.

Even Wuqiao of Jizhou is one of the best.

Children there start training from a young age.

When they come of age, they form one troupe after another, traveling across the land.

It can be said they are born into the pugilistic world.

This Yang Lao Hai not only hails from Wuqiao but is also a magician, adept in both illusion techniques and secret techniques, naturally getting along well, visited endlessly each year upon his return home.

But the hometown folks didn't know this old man had long strayed, looking down on the hard-earned money from performances, secretly taking on jobs of murder and robbery, earning blood money.

However, everything comes with a price.

Doing such deals repeatedly inevitably leaves injuries.

It's manageable when young; as he aged, he found himself increasingly unable to cope.

More troublesome is that in his youth, he indulged himself, and with overly doting elders at home, his only son turned into a troublemaker, causing havoc in the neighborhood, doing many heinous deeds, unable even to stay in their hometown.

Were it just this, it might still be acceptable.

Yang Lao Hai saved quite a sum of silver, which could allow him to settle elsewhere as a wealthy man.