219 Trouble, trouble, trouble 1 (1/2)

Hastily deciding not to heed the impatient and imposing voice of an arrogant silk-pants young master, An Fei silently dove into the crowd towards her right.

The little raven reversed its position on her shoulder to watch the young girl's rear peripherals, its crimson eyes flickering with aghast and distaste.

”Xiao Hei, who do you think they're looking for?”

An Fei muttered as she clapped her hands before her chest, thin streams of spiritual essence rushing through her arms to mingle at the contact between her palms.

The invisible reservoir greedily absorbed the polarized streams of spiritual essence, the loose threads compressed into a small particle in a matter of seconds.

”Stop!”

The imposing cry of an angered young master shocked the crowd into ceasing their movement, their countenances suffused with a hint of intrigue, as well as a thread of concern racing through their eyebrows.

Many even dropped onto a knee in salute, their foreheads glistening with a bead of sweat.

The Young Master was angered… someone in Dong Lin City was going to miserably suffer tonight.

”Damn!”

An Fei swore under her breath as she was forced to come to a standstill, hiding her figure from the six soldiers by standing behind a bulky man dressed in blacksmith attire.

As if she were just another citizen fearful of the upper echelons of the city, the young girl crouched low onto the ground, the wide sleeves of her hanfu covering the majority of her countenance from view.

In her haste, the diagram produced by spiritual essence could only disappear after having been interrupted at the final moment prior to manifestation.

Thus, as the armor-clad soldiers began to carefully search through the crowd one person at a time, An Fei rubbed at her ribcage with the fingers of her right hand, the coil of spiritual essence in her heart replicating the process of materializing as described by the latter half of the .

”We're looking for a young girl dressed in a plain hanfu of indigo and peach brocade,” the young master stood at the center of the kneeling crowd, his wide sleeves flapping forth a mighty gust of domination and oppression.

”Anyone who has information on this person, this Du will not mistreat them! However, if you were to conceal any information or the person herself – I will personally flay you until your bones are ground to dust!”

The six soldiers completely covered in the black steel armor fanned out to guard the young master dressed in brocade on all angles, the longswords drawn and aimed towards the heads of the crowd.

Combined with the awestriking reputation and influence of the Du Clan of Dong Lin City, the kneeling people could not quake in terror, though an imperceptible excitement raced underneath.

The Du Clan of Dong Lin City – this was a clan emphasizing on the pursuit of cultivation, and possessed immense influence not only within the city, but also that of the Hundred Clan Coalition itself!

The elder's generations were all endowed and empowered cultivators capable of shaking Great Yong's lower levels as they wished, and their younger generations were no inferior to their predecessors.

Even the youth whose guards' swords were aimed at their heads, could topple the jianghu with his reputation alone…

Du Yongkang, a famed genius in the path of cultivation.

Though his temper was a little questionable, it was widely forgiven for his tremendously young age in respect to his attainment in cultivation.

The Du Clan had instilled this Seventh Young Master into the trails befitting that of a practitioner when he was thirteen years old, dedicating the clan's resources to his disposal.

Surpassing the Body Tempering Realm at the tender age of fourteen, the Foundation Establishment Realm at seventeen, and now in his eighteenth year, he was approaching the peak of the Spirit Building Realm…

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Granted, his authority as a young master of a clan powerful enough to be matched only when the Shen, Tang, and Wen Clans coalesced their forces together permitted him to squander precious troves of spiritual medicines and pills more than anyone else, but Du Yongkang's achievements as a sole practitioner could never be underestimated.

He wasn't capable of contending against the fabled geniuses who could perform the impossible and surpass realms in combat potential, but within the same cultivation realm, Du Yongkang's prowess was unmatchable.

At the battle of Tianqing in which Bei Tang had dispatched their younger generation's practitioners to cause unrest in Great Yong's territories, Du Yongkang had single-handedly slayed thirty practitioners of the same realm in a single battle.

After such a name-changing incident, nobody dared to antagonize this Young Master, fearing for their pitiful lives.

For such a tyrannical giant of the jianghu's younger generation to eagerly seek a young girl that he would leverage the influence of his clan…