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Chapter 273  - 188: Race: Dragon People

Yes!

"Then what are we waiting for? Let\'s go have a look!"

Feng Qing\'an said with a smile, he was exceedingly curious. This third divine weapon was the one he least expected, but now it had been voluntarily brought before him. What did they want to do? Provoke? Bet that he wouldn\'t find it?

"Right, conceal your form, do not expose your tracks. If possible, conceal yourself as much as possible, do not let others discover you."

The golden scaled flood dragon hovering in the clouds understood. A faint cloud dissipated from between its scales, covering its form completely. Soon after, its majestic and domineering figure slowly disappeared from the sky.

Shanyin County

In the bustling streets of the county city following the rain, a steady stream of carts and horses, with waves of people, gushing. Many people had smiles of joy on their faces; it was hard for this timely heavy rain not to put people in a good mood.

In the midst of the bustling streets, there appeared an extremely conspicuous vacant area. Within it were several young men and women carrying guns and swords, dressed in neat and clean clothes. Their somewhat sharp temperaments caused passing pedestrians to consciously keep a certain distance from them, not wanting to get too close.

These martial artists didn\'t mind being overlooked by the civilians as they were already used to and enjoyed such treatment. Martial artists did not mingle well with common people.

The higher the kung fu, the stronger the martial artist, it was even more so. Perhaps accidentally, they wouldn\'t hold back their power, leading to a tragic situation. Therefore, maintaining a certain distance was beneficial for both parties.

"Brother, aren\'t we looking for the rumored Second Young Master Feng? Why don\'t we go directly to Pingwu County and instead come to Shanyin County?"

In a group of seven people, a young boy with the innocence on his face, fur still on his cheeks, curiously asked the young man at the forefront.

"That is old news now. How can the Second Youngmaster Feng still be in Pingwu County? He never stays in one place for too long. If we follow him once we hear where he is, by the time we get there he would have already left. We would never be able to find him!"

The young man answered with a smile.

"But we can go to Prefecture City, what\'s good about such a small county town?"

The young boy asked, puzzled.

"Hahaha, Junior Brother, you don\'t understand. We are seeking opportunities in finding Second Young Master Feng, but it is not only him who represents opportunities. For us martial artists, an opponent of equivalent strength is also an opportunity!"

Another young man carrying a long sword explained. Then he looked towards the leading young man,

"Brother, did you find something?"

"The chief of the Black Sha Sword Sect, the so-called once in a century sword genius!"

"The ghost sword Sikong Yun who is skilled with dual swords, is he in Yingshan County?"

Hearing the response from the leader, the other martial artists immediately became excited. Originally, they didn\'t understand why they had come to such a small county town. When they learned that the target was actually the chief of the Black Sha Sword Sect, one of their sect\'s mortal enemies, their attitudes completely changed.

"Brother, where is Sikong Yun? I volunteer to present your challenge letter to him!"

"I don\'t know, he should be around here. I can feel that disgusting black evil aura. They have been here and even if they have left, they wouldn\'t have gone far."

"I\'ll go look for information for you, Brother!"

"Me too!"

"Hmm!"

As the top swordsman, he naturally accepted the kindness, or flattery, from his younger brothers.

Then, he turned his gaze towards two sisters in the group. One of them was lively and claimed to be going out to gather information. The other was quiet, absent-minded and stood out among the group; he didn\'t know what she was thinking.

"Sister Jiang, is there something wrong with you?"

As compared to responding to his young brothers, his voice was much more gentle when he spoke. He looked at a girl who had a golden ring binding her hair, dressed in white, neat and tidy, whose alabaster skin was like white jade, posture pure and beautiful. Even though she seemed slightly aloof, she still looked lovely.

"Ah~ Brother Sun, I\'m fine, I just remembered something suddenly, I\'m sorry!"

It seemed like the girl had just come back to her senses. She blushed slightly as she looked at the young man whose attention was clear.

"No problem, Sister, if there\'s something bothering you, if it\'s not convenient dealing with outsiders, you can always talk it over with me. Some things get better once spoken out. Your heart will feel better!" n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Brother Sun portrayed himself as generous and gentle, which discontented another sister dressed in a yellow skirt. Looking at her fellow apprentice sister, whose temperament was somewhat pure, she couldn\'t help but reveal a hint of hostility.

As for the other martial artists, they were now playing it by the ear, observing with their eyes, noses, hearts, looking left and right, and not getting involved at all. Even though they were from the same sect, it was still a common practice within the sect to use martial arts to determine who held the right to speak and make decisions. If they had strong backing, then that\'s another story.

"There is nothing to say. By the way, Brother Sun, what were you saying earlier?"

"The chief of the Black Sha Sword Sect, at the prime of his life now, has begun to temper his body with evil energy. As for his realm, he is no different from Brother Sun.

However, unlike the low-key Brother Sun, this man loves to show off. But because of his nature, Brother Sun can use him as a stepping stone."