12dz Chapter 589 Arrival in Fengyang Prefecture
Chapter 589 Arrival in Fengyang Prefecture
Ningguo Prefecture is more than 600 li away from Fengyang Prefecture. After leaving Tianmu Mountain, there is an unobstructed plain.
Fengyang is prosperous because of its well-developed transportation network and vast fertile land.
At that moment, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard on the road, heading towards Fengyang.
"Uncle-Master, when will we arrive at Fengyang Prefecture? We've been running all day, we should rest for a while," a disciple from Feihong Peak complained repeatedly.
As he said, they rested very little during the two days and nights, at most just feeding and watering the horses.
"We should be able to arrive before noon," Ning Yifan replied calmly.
During this trip, his martial arts skills were second to none, and his reputation even surpassed that of the two martial arts masters from Cold Moon Peak.
Even the people of the Law Enforcement Hall and Beidou Peak obeyed his every command.
"What? We have to wait until noon? The horses are exhausted!" the disciple complained repeatedly.
Sigh...
Ning Yifan pulled on the reins, and the horse quickly came to a stop.
"It's good to rest for a while, as long as we can get there before dark," Ning Yifan instructed.
"We can't rest, we must rescue our aunt as soon as possible," a female disciple from Hanyue Peak said, puffing out her cheeks.
Her words seemed to sink without a trace, and the crowd remained lying on the ground as if they hadn't heard them.
"Ning Yifan, don't waste time," said a martial artist from Hanyue Peak.
Throughout the journey, the two martial artists from Hanyue Peak remained silent, letting Ning Yifan make all the decisions. But this time, they refused to listen.
Following Ning Yifan's approach, once he arrived in Fengyang Prefecture before dark, he would definitely find a place to rest.
We won't be able to start looking into Jiang Yunying's whereabouts until tomorrow morning at the earliest, which means we might miss the best opportunity.
"Is this how you at Hanyue Peak ask for help? If you think it's too slow, you can just go ahead and do it yourself," Du Tianhong, the second disciple of the Enforcement Hall, said in a grumbling tone.
The Enforcement Hall had suffered many losses at the hands of Hanyue Peak, and their intervention this time was entirely out of necessity.
Du Tianhong had no intention of putting in his best effort; just making sure there were enough people was enough.
"Hmph, let's go!" Han Yuefeng and the others said angrily, not wanting to rely on these men.
"What's with the arrogance? After this is over, Cold Moon Peak will never be able to hold its head high again," Du Tianhong said sarcastically.
The Cold Moon Peak suffered heavy losses this time, and even if Jiang Yunying is rescued, her strength will be greatly diminished.
For a short period of time, Han Yuefeng will not be able to match them.
As for whether the overall strength of Lotus Palace would be affected, Du Tianhong didn't care about that.
Before leaving, Ning Yifan also received instructions from Chu Zhifeng not to make a move unless absolutely necessary.
In other words, Han Yuefeng has to solve his own problems; they're just there to make up the numbers.
They would only intervene if the people of Cold Moon Peak couldn't resolve the situation even after risking their lives, and if the consequences would severely impact Lotus Palace.
Inside Fengyang Prefecture, Lin Ping left the inn early.
After going outside, the streets suddenly became lively, with people rushing towards the north of the city.
"Old man, what happened?" Lin Ping asked curiously.
"Judging from your accent, you must be from out of town. You may not know this, but not long ago, several assassins came to the city lord's city with the intention of killing him, but they were all captured in the end. Today, the city lord is going to execute these assassins, and I heard that one of them is a young girl."
The old man hurriedly spoke to Lin Ping, afraid of missing a good show.
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping's mind went blank for a moment.
He didn't know what to do next, let alone what he could do.
He kept running and rushed to the front of the crowd. No matter what, he had to see Jiang Yunying.
Guo Zhixi also realized the seriousness of the matter and quickly followed behind Lin Ping.
A moment later, the two arrived at the north of the city, facing the main gate of the city.
Several thousand curious onlookers craned their necks and stood on tiptoe to look up at the city wall.
Above the city gate hung a dark iron cage, inside which was imprisoned a stunningly beautiful woman.
Below the iron cage was a huge water vat filled with water.
Beside the water vat stood a middle-aged man dressed in golden armor, his fierce-looking face covered with a thick beard.
Upon seeing this person, all the people bowed in unison, as if they had seen the Heavenly King himself.
He was none other than Yao Yunfei, the Lord of Fengyang City, a man of high status.
"It's my wife!" Lin Ping exclaimed again, losing his composure.
Looking at Jiang Yunying's shattered face, Lin Ping wished he could rush over immediately and wipe out the enemy completely.
"Sir, please calm down. Those two experts are right next to us," Guo Zhixi hurriedly stopped him.
It was broad daylight; even without those two experts, Lin Ping couldn't have rescued Jiang Yunying from tens of thousands of troops.
Yao Feiyun did not take immediate action against Jiang Yunying, but waited patiently.
Jiang Yunying was his bait; how could he bear to throw away the bait before the big fish even took the bait?
As time went on, the sunlight became increasingly glaring, and Jiang Yunying, trapped in the iron cage, looked even more disheveled as her clothes were soaked with sweat.
Yao Feiyun sat in a grand chair, with two maids beside him holding parasols and waving palm-leaf fans, looking carefree and relaxed.
The July sun was scorching, and Jiang Yunying's delicate skin was sore and painful that it began to show signs of sunburn.
"Yao Feiyun, if my wife gets even a little bit of sunburn, I'll skin you alive!" Lin Ping said through gritted teeth, his heart filled with anxiety.
Ultimately, he still needed the Lotus Palace's help and dared not act rashly.
And so, Jiang Yunying was exposed to the sun for a full hour, as the scorching sun moved to due south.
The people outside the city gates began to disperse, and even they felt that torturing a weak woman like this was going too far.
But many more people firmly believe that Jiang Yunying is a witch who is trying to assassinate the city lord and should be killed immediately.
Lin Ping clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his flesh, and blood trickling from his palms, but he felt no pain whatsoever.
"Damn it, why haven't the people from Lotus Palace arrived yet?" Lin Ping muttered to himself.
He not only hated the ruthlessness of the Lord of Fengyang City, but also the heartlessness of the Lotus Palace.
He didn't believe that a master of the Black Lotus Realm couldn't reach Fengyang Prefecture in two days.
Unless they don't want to come, or are resting in Fengyang Prefecture.
In short, no one cares about Jiang Yunying's life.
"I see you're hot too, why don't you take a cold shower?" Yao Feiyun slowly stood up and said coldly.
With his command, the dark iron cage slowly sank into the water vat, and Jiang Yunying's body continued to sink.
The iron cage was quickly submerged in the water vat, and Jiang Yunying disappeared without a trace.
"I've heard that you assassins are good at holding your breath. I wonder if you can last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn," Yao Feiyun said with a sinister smile, lighting a stick of sandalwood incense as he did so.
A stick of incense burns for five minutes, and even a young and strong man can't hold back.
Although Jiang Yunying was highly skilled in martial arts, she was injured, so the time it takes for an incense stick to burn was indeed a challenge.
"Master, let's hurry and save Auntie!" From the crowd, several pretty women strode forward, heading straight for the city gate.