Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1101 The Aura of a Treasure

Master Duan and Lu Fang understood that if Third Sister Duan married into the royal family in the future, the Duan family business would naturally still belong to Master Duan, and the business would become even more prosperous.

If Duan San Niang goes with Mu Chuan, then Duan Er Ye will basically have no chance of taking back the Duan family business.

Without control of the business, he loses his authority within the family, and over time, no one will treat him as someone important anymore.

Lu Fang was in the same boat; without the support of Second Master Duan, he was nothing in the Duan family.

As noon approached, billowing yellow dust appeared on the official road outside the city gate. Someone came galloping by to report that Duan San Niang of the Duan family had arrived.

The entire street was crowded with people, all eager to catch a glimpse of Duan San Niang's beauty.

Not only because Duan San Niang will take over as the head manager of the Duan family, but also because Duan San Niang's beauty is known as the best in Luocheng.

Duan San Niang has a rather fierce personality; she doesn't like riding in sedan chairs, but prefers riding horses.

Lin Feng then retreated into the group of guards, slightly concealing himself.

Seeing such a scene, it was better to keep a low profile. He had too many powerful enemies, and if he were discovered, not only would he be in danger, but the Duan family would probably be doomed as well.

Thirty guards surrounded Duan Sanniang and slowly passed through the crowded street.

Duan San Niang was very satisfied with the ceremony arranged by her father. This would let the whole city know that she was valued by the Duan family, indirectly proving that she was of good character.

She returned to that familiar feeling, the center of attention, radiant and dazzling.

The group slowly approached the tall and magnificent gate of the Duan residence. Although the street was wide, it was completely blocked by the crowd.

The Duan family's servants and guards were doing their best to maintain an open space in front of the Duan mansion so that Duan San Niang could enter the mansion with ease.

At the very back of the crowd stood an elderly man in a long black robe, his face covered by layers of loose skin, as if he could not even open his eyes.

The old man leaned on a long cane, his gray hair loose and draped over his shoulders.

Seeing the crowd's frenzy, the old man turned around to find another way, but suddenly stopped as he turned.

His thin body trembled slightly beneath the black robe.

Having practiced for nearly a century, the old man hadn't been this excited in a very, very long time.

Looking back, it was when I was first chosen to join the sect that my master encouraged me, and I was so excited that I trembled all over.

He had just sensed the aura of the sect's most treasured artifact.

Shingo Onizuka, Tsuruta Cho's master, had been in Los Angeles for many days, but had gained nothing. Just as he was about to leave, fate intervened and he learned that the treasure was just around the corner.

He took a deep breath, and with great effort, lifted his relaxed and heavy eyelids, revealing a slit through which a glint of light flashed.

Who will possess the treasure?

If it's so close, how could the treasure's aura be so weak?

Shingo Oni-maki focused intently on sensing the treasure's aura, eager to pinpoint its exact location.

There's no way to determine the situation; there are too many people and the scene is too chaotic.

Shingo Onizuka turned and squeezed into the crowd. He needed to get closer to find the exact location of the treasure.

At this moment, Lin Feng, hidden among the guards, was greatly surprised.

The broken sword hidden in the bag at his waist conveyed a bad message to him.

There are cultivators appearing nearby.

This cultivator was at a very high level, so high that Lin Feng wondered if it was Tsuruta Gen who had come.

With people everywhere, he couldn't pinpoint where his target was.

I was careless. I thought that cultivators wouldn't bother to join in the fun on such an occasion.

Being unconventional is their natural way of doing things; how could they possibly mingle among the ants of the mundane world and get tainted by its dust?

There's no point in thinking about it anymore; we need to leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise, if Tsuruta Gen sees us, the consequences will be dire.

He raised his hand and patted Wooden Face, gesturing to indicate that Wooden Face should hide among the guards and protect Duan San Niang.

Seeing that the wooden-faced man understood his meaning, he then gave Song Chen a few more instructions.

When the procession arrived at the gate of the Duan residence, all the guards dismounted, and Lin Feng followed suit, then quietly squeezed into the surrounding crowd.

Shingo Onizuka pushed through the crowd to the innermost part of the circle, only to find that the aura of the treasure was getting weaker and weaker, which meant that the person who possessed the treasure had left.

Now that he had sensed the aura of the treasure, it wouldn't be so easy for him to escape. Oni-maru Shingo sneered and began to move from the crowd to the other side.

He moved quickly because as his inner energy circulated, people around him were forcefully pushed aside, even though some cursed and others reached out to hit him.

However, none of them could touch Shingo Oni-maru, and he managed to squeeze his way through.

At the same time, Lin Feng sensed through the broken sword that he was not far from the cultivator, and he immediately realized that the cultivator had also discovered his presence.

It's like it's chasing itself.

He turned his head and scanned the crowd around him, but did not find a clear target.

After squeezing through the crowd and turning into an alley, he immediately hid in a gatehouse, observing the activity at the alley entrance.

Before long, an old man dressed in a long black robe appeared at the entrance of the alley, leaning on a long cane, and moved forward step by step.

Lin Feng sighed, confirming the man's identity.

Although I don't recognize it, I can clearly feel how powerfully the broken sword is bouncing around.

The alley was narrow and long, so he couldn't let the other person see him. Lin Feng reached out and placed his hand on the door behind him, exhaled a little true energy, broke the door bolt, and pushed the door open into the courtyard.

There was no one in the courtyard. He crossed the courtyard, climbed over the courtyard wall, then jumped onto the roof ridge and quickly leaped away into the distance.

As soon as Shingo Onizuka entered the alley, he felt the aura of the treasure growing stronger, knowing that he was getting close to it, and he was very excited.

However, the next moment, that aura instantly became as faint as clear water, elusive and indistinct.

Shingo Oni-maki frowned his long eyebrows.

Is it trying to run away? Does it realize it's being watched?

I didn't expose myself much.

Gui Juan Zhenwu could no longer maintain his composure. This was the sect's most prized treasure; how could he afford to lose it again? This matter concerned the sect's most important affairs, and he could not afford to be careless.

As his inner energy circulated, his thin body floated up from the ground and billowed into the air like a gust of wind.

When he rose to a certain height, he spotted a figure moving as fast as a bullet.

"Kid, let's see where you run to."

Shingo Onizuka gave a cold laugh, his body suddenly jolted, and he quickly lunged forward.

With his nearly century-long skill, once he unleashed it, he shot forward like a soaring eagle.

Standing in front of the tall gate of the Duan family mansion, Duan Sanniang calmly looked at Duan Erye, who was high on the steps, and Lu Fang, the clerk, who was standing beside her.

"Father, your daughter is back."

Master Duan forced a smile and nodded repeatedly.

"Good, good, it's good that you're back. Come inside and talk."

After saying that, he turned and went through the wide-open central door.

As Duan San Niang followed Duan Er Ye and Lu Fang into the house, in the courtyard, Duan Er Ye suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on the wooden-faced man who was closely following Duan San Niang.

"Is this Mr. Kikawa?"

The wooden-faced man remained expressionless, standing straight.