The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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A loud, sharp cracking sound rang out as Jiang Ning's sword struck the point where the two swords crossed. The immense force caused the swordsman to bend over and be forced to kneel on one knee.

Jiang Ning exerted force with his wrist, and the sword and the two blades made a loud friction sound.

The dual-wielding expert's face was contorted with rage as he mustered all his strength to resist, and the two were locked in a stalemate for a moment.

At that moment, the remaining two experts quickly arrived. Jiang Ning glanced at them, and the next second he released his grip on the hilt and swung the longsword between the two swords. The blade slashed into the right shoulder of the swordsman, who let out a scream.

Jiang Ning gripped his sword again and pushed forward with all his might. The sound of the sword rubbing against his bones was loud and clear, and the screams of the dual-sword master grew sharper and sharper.

"No, hurry up!"

Seeing this, the other two quickened their pace.

The dual-sword master was the most skilled among them, and both of them were injured. If the dual-sword master died at Jiang Ning's hands, then they would truly have no chance at all.

However, they were still a step too late.

Jiang Ning flicked his wrist, swept his longsword, and slashed upwards along one of the blades, slicing through the head of the dual-blade master.

Half of the head flew off, scattering specks of brain matter.

"It's over!"

Upon seeing this, the two felt a chill in their hearts.

Jiang Ning was already looking at them at that moment.

After a while.

Boom!

A thunderclap sounded again in the sky, which had already stopped raining, and lightning illuminated the earth.

Jiang Ning stood in the open space, surrounded by corpses.

Jiang Ning stood expressionlessly for a moment, then came to one of the corpses that had been nailed to the ground with a long sword through its neck. He reached out, grabbed the hilt, and pulled it out. The corpse twitched, and the long sword was pulled out.

Jiang Ning walked step by step to one of the big trees and slowly sat down against it.

Jiang Ning leaned against a big tree, his bare upper body heaving violently, his chest heaving, and his body trembling slightly.

He was exhausted.

"Ho...ho..."

Only heavy breathing could be heard in the quiet forest.

Chapter 332: Luoyang

Boom!

Another loud bang echoed in the sky, followed by a light drizzle.

Jiang Ning leaned against a big tree, his eyelids constantly opening and closing as a wave of drowsiness washed over him.

But Jiang Ning knew he couldn't sleep yet.

After resting for a while, Jiang Ning tried to get up, but as soon as he made a move, his whole body felt like it was being pricked with needles.

Jiang Ning sat under the tree until the sky began to lighten.

Jiang Ning leaned against a tree with one hand and held his sword with the other, slowly getting up.

The rain had stopped by midnight.

The mountains and fields were shrouded in mist in the early morning, and the biting cold seeped into the bones through the skin, so much so that even Jiang Ning felt the chill.

After glancing at the corpses around him, Jiang Ning picked up his sword and left.

"what?"

Halfway there, Jiang Ning suddenly exclaimed in surprise, noticing a horse grazing with its head down by the field ahead.

It was the horse that those martial arts masters rode yesterday. After the rain, it got scared and scattered. The other horses disappeared, and only this one was left.

This horse is perfect for riding to Luoyang.

Sensing Jiang Ning's approach, the horse did not react and continued grazing.

Jiang Ning patted its head, and the horse lowered its head and rubbed against Jiang Ning's hand, very gently.

Jiang Ning immediately mounted his horse, gripped the reins, looked around to determine the direction, and then rode away from there.

Three days later.

Luoyang.

Jiang Ning changed his clothes and arrived in Luoyang.

He was dressed neatly at the moment, with a horse leading behind him.

That night, Jiang Ning went to the town again, but it was deserted. The people who had surrounded him earlier had disappeared. So Jiang Ning went to Luoyang.

After a few days of rest, his body gradually recovered, and the previous soreness disappeared.

He has consumed a lot of internal energy and hasn't fully recovered yet, only about half of it. But that's enough. In his current state, he'll be fine unless he's surrounded by a large group of enemies or encounters some top-tier experts.

Jiang Ning had been to Luoyang before, but at that time Shanxi was suffering from drought, and Jiang Ning's main goal was to go to Shanxi. He didn't stay in Luoyang for long and left in a hurry, so he didn't have a chance to properly appreciate the scenery of this ancient city. Now that he has come here again, Jiang Ning plans to stay for a few more days.

It's mid-to-late May now. Luoyang is very close to Mount Song. Judging by the time, Yue Buqun and the others shouldn't have arrived in Luoyang yet. It should be within the next few days. Jiang Ning is too lazy to go back to Mount Hua. He might as well wait for them in Luoyang and go to Mount Song together.

These few days are a good opportunity to appreciate the charm of Luoyang and take care of some other matters.

Jiang Ning took out a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it.

Jiang Ning looked at the lines of text above.

Above it were individual names, and some names had a checkmark next to them.

Jiang Ning browsed through the names, his gaze landing on one line in particular.

"Plum Sword Manor, Zhao Tianlai..."

Jiang Ning softly uttered the name.

This list was given to him by Lin Pingzhi before he left Mount Hua. So far, Jiang Ning has come to each of the people on the list one by one, and each name has been checked off. Now, only Zhao Tianlai remains.

After glancing at the name on the list, Jiang Ning put the list away and looked up at the ancient city of Luoyang.

"Um……"

Master and junior brothers shouldn't have arrived yet, so let's wait a while. We'll take junior brother to visit Zhao Tian when he arrives in Luoyang.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ning made a decision: he would first find an inn to stay in.

Although Lin Pingzhi had said that he could ask his maternal grandfather, the Golden Saber Sect, for help when they arrived in Luoyang, Jiang Ning had no intention of troubling anyone.

"Huh? It's you?"

Just as Jiang Ning was about to find an inn to stay in, a voice suddenly rang out.

Jiang Ning turned his head and saw a young man staring at him in surprise.

"you are?"

Jiang Ning looked the man up and down.

"It was me, you saved me."

Seeing that Jiang Ning couldn't remember, the young man quickly said, "Just a few days ago, I met you on horseback. Those people chasing you almost killed me, but luckily you saved me."

"It is you."

Jiang Ning remembered.

"It's me! It's me."

The young man said, somewhat agitated, "Thank goodness you saved me, otherwise I really would have died."

He was still a little scared when he talked about it.

He was just traveling, but he almost died, which left him with psychological trauma.

"It's okay."

Jiang Ning smiled.

"I'm so sorry, hero."

At this point, the young man said somewhat embarrassedly, "When I first saw you, you looked terrifying. They called you the King of Hell, and I thought you were a serial killer. I misunderstood you."

"hehe."

Jiang Ning smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing."

"Hero, why did those people target you? Did you have a grudge against them? What happened to you afterwards? Are you alright, hero?"

This young man was clearly a chatterbox and a bit too familiar with people. Even though he had only met Jiang Ning once, he was talking non-stop.

"Nothing, it's been resolved."

Jiang Ning smiled but didn't say anything more.

"correct."

As if he had just realized something, the young man slapped his forehead and quickly bowed to Jiang Ning.

"I haven't told you yet, sir. My surname is Wang, my given name is Jiaju, and I'm from Luoyang."

"Jiangning."

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, then prepared to leave.

"Hey, where are you going, hero?"

Seeing that Jiang Ning was about to leave, Wang Jiaju quickly followed.

"Find an inn to stay in."

Jiang Ning gave a casual response.

Wang Jiaju's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then why don't you come to my house, so I can repay your life-saving grace?"

"No need."

Jiang Ning smiled and shook his head in refusal.

Seeing this, Wang Jiaju tried to persuade Jiang Ning several more times, but Jiang Ning still refused. Just as he was about to continue persuading him, Jiang Ning disappeared around a few corners.

"Hey."

The streets were bustling with people. Wang Jiaju searched everywhere, but he couldn't find Jiang Ning anywhere. He could only sigh helplessly and leave with his head hanging low.

"It seems you don't want to talk to me, sir."

Wang Jiaju said with a sigh.

He really wanted to thank Jiang Ning properly after seeing him again, but Jiang Ning didn't give him the chance, which made him very disappointed.

"But it's alright, hero, I will find you again."

Wang Jiaju quickly rallied and secretly encouraged himself.

“A person like this hero is definitely not an unknown figure. I will inquire further and I am sure I will be able to find him again.”

Jiang Ning had given his name before, and Wang Jiaju planned to inquire about it.

"The hero's name seems to be Jiang Ning, but which Jiang? Which Ning?"

Wang Jiaju began to ponder.

After thinking for a while, Wang Jiaju suddenly felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"Hmm, why does this sound familiar?"

Wang Jiaju looked puzzled and thought for a long time but couldn't remember. Then he remembered the incident a few days ago when those people called Jiangning Yama.

"Jiangning...King Yama..."

Wang Jiaju muttered to himself, "Jiangning... Yama... Ning Yama..."

Wang Jiaju was suddenly startled.

"Jiang Ning? Ning Yanwang? He's Jiang Ning of the Huashan Sect?"