Chapter 33 Journey to the Prefecture Capital (2/2)

“Young Master, why don’t I pay a visit to the three lesser families of the prefecture capital on my own?” Freezing Wind proposed. “Young Master can rest assured, I will keep them honest, and they won’t dare to keep their eyes on your Yunxuan Restaurant in the future.”

“I’m going to the prefecture capital not only because of this matter with the three lesser families, but there are also some matters that I have to see to personally.”

Freezing Wind did not press the issue any further, given the way Zhou Donghuang put it. All the same, he could not suppress an involuntary shiver.

Comparing Young Master’s ability to mine… I find only strengths and no weaknesses in him.

It was plain to Freezing Wind that by bringing Fu, who had almost no ability at all, with him to visit the three elite lesser families of the prefecture capital, the young master of his family did not have a high regard for the three elite lesser families of the prefecture capital.

Shame on him for thinking that the young master of his family had run into trouble. Thinking back on it now, it seemed laughable.

“After I leave, you’ll be in charge of the house.”

Zhou Donghuang fixed Freezing Wind with a piercing gaze, and he said in a low voice.

“If anything happens to my mother, I’ll hold you accountable!”

“Young Master can rest assured, unless I, Freezing Wind am dead, no one will harm a hair on my lady’s head!”

His level of ability now had seemed unthinkable several days ago, and because of this, he was extremely grateful to Zhou Donghuang who had bestowed all this upon him.

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At dawn the next day, Zhou Donghuang led Fu away from the compound behind Yunxuan Restaurant, and they left Qingshan town.

The carriage driven by Fu made its way towards the prefecture capital with Zhou Donghuang practicing in the cabin.

Ever since I formulated the qi-gathering elixir that can increase your sense for qi by four times, my rate of practice has increased… a few more days at the most, and I will be able to smoothly attain level-two of Qi-gathering.

Zhou Donghuang was very satisfied with the stage of his practice.

It was only ten days since he had attained level-one of Qi-gathering. At first, he would have needed about twenty days to attain level-two of Qi-gathering. But with the qi-gathering elixir that he had formulated with the herbs that Qin Yi, the grand patriarch of the Qin family, had procured on his behalf from the prefecture capital, that period of about twenty days had been further shortened.

Now, counting from the day he attained level-one of Qi-gathering, he would need only half a month to attain level-two of Qi-gathering if all went according to plan.

The road from Qingshan town to the prefecture capital is long, and even with the ferghana horse drawing the carriage, the journey would take four or five days, including the time taken to rest.

If all goes according to plan, I will have attained level-two of Qi-gathering by the time we reach the prefecture capital.

Zhou Donghuang’s eyes gleamed before he shut them. He focused entirely on practicing the Lord of the Four Supremes, which he had found together with the chronospace slate in the Kunlun Mountains… besides having a fast rate of practice, it was also extremely stable, and there was no need to worry about having a shaky foundation caused by advancing to the next level of practice too quickly.

After practicing the Lord of the Four Supremes for some time, Zhou Donghuang was beginning to appreciate how extraordinary the Lord of the Four Supremes was.

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Compared to the journey from Qingshan town to Ningping town, the journey to the prefecture capital was far more peaceful.

Until late at night on the first day, no bandits or wild beasts appeared to disrupt Zhou Donghuang’s practice.

A ferghana horse?

From afar came the sound of hooves and carriage wheels rolling over the level ground, and soon Fu, who was driving the carriage, could make out a carriage also drawn by a ferghana horse hurtling towards them under the light of the moon.

The only place this stretch of road led to was Qingshan town. Of course, they could only be passing through Qingshan town on their way to somewhere else.

Someone who would use a ferghana horse to pull a carriage must be extremely wealthy, and he is coming from the direction of the prefecture capital… could he be on his way to make trouble for our Yunxuan Restaurant?

With this in mind, Fu took a deep breath and reached back to open the curtains of the cabin, shouting, “Young Master, there is a carriage being drawn by a ferghana horse coming towards us, heading towards Qingshan town. Could they possibly be from the prefecture capital going to Qingshan town to seize your Yunxuan Restaurant?” Fu voiced his thoughts.

In all his years living in Qingshan town, this was the first time he had seen someone else use a ferghana horse to draw a carriage other than the young master of his family.

Even the former owner of Yunxuan Restaurant, Zhao San, never used a ferghana horse to draw his carriage, even though he owned one.

It was not for lack of money neither was it because he dared not; Zhao San could not bear to use the ferghana horse he had bred since it was a foal to draw a carriage.

A carriage being drawn by a ferghana horse?

Zhou Donghuang, who had been roused by Fu, stopped his practice and pulled the drapes aside. He stuck his head out of the carriage and looked into the distance.

There, a carriage drawn by a ferghana horse was closing the distance.

“Fu, block them.”

There was a fierce gleam in Zhou Donghuang’s eyes.

The carriage drawn by the ferghana horse heading towards Qingshan town could very well be what Fu guessed it to be… the person it carried could have eyes on Yunxuan Restaurant.

“Yes, Young Master.”

As soon as Fu had acknowledged, he immediately blocked the path of the oncoming carriage, causing the driver of that carriage to yank hastily on the reins of the ferghana horse, bringing the carriage to a stop.

“Who are you? Why are you blocking our carriage?”

The other driver was a middle-aged man with a face full of curly whiskers, and he stared angrily at Zhou Donghuang and Fu.

Just then, an impatient voice coming from the opposite carriage asked, “What is happening?”

“Second Young Master, a carriage has blocked our path on purpose.”

The curly-whiskered man’s face colored slightly as he hurriedly explained to the person in the cabin.