Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 155 Return to Xihaicheng

In a corner of the city, Tengchong and Man Jiawen supported each other, struggling to move forward. Their clothes were torn and bloodstained, and every step seemed to exhaust all their strength. Tengchong's face was as pale as paper, and the wound on his chest was still bleeding, staining his clothes red. Man Jiawen's condition was not much better, his face covered with dust and blood, and his eyes were full of fatigue and pain.

The two finally arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. The vermilion gate was tall and majestic, and the copper ring on the door gleamed coldly in the sunlight. Tengchong raised his trembling hand and knocked on the door with his last bit of strength.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heavy knock on the door broke the silence outside the City Lord's Mansion and seemed particularly abrupt.

After a while, the door slowly opened, and a young guard poked his head out. When he saw that it was Teng Chong, the Tenth Elder of the Nine Emperors Pavilion, and the scarred Man Jiawen standing in front of the door, his face instantly showed surprise and panic.

"Tenth Elder! What are you doing..." The guard's voice trembled, his eyes widened with disbelief.

"Hurry... take us to the guest rooms." Tengchong said weakly, his voice intermittent as if squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

The guard finally woke up from his dream and quickly responded, "Yes, Elder, please follow me."

The guard hurried forward, carefully supporting Tengchong and Man Jiawen, and led them to the guest room. Along the way, the guard was extremely nervous, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, pavilions and towers were arranged in an orderly fashion, while rockery and flowing water complemented each other beautifully. However, Tengchong and Man Jiawen had no time to admire the beautiful scenery. Supported by their guards, they trudged along with difficulty, leaving a trail of blood with every step.

Finally, the guards brought them to a spacious and tidy guest room.

"Elder, you and this young man can rest here first. I will go and inform the city lord." After the guard said this, he hurried away.

In the guest room, Tengchong and Man Jiawen collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath.

Not long after, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and City Lord Mu Yan hurried over. His face was full of concern and confusion, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Tenth Elder, what is going on?" Mu Yan asked anxiously as soon as he entered the door.

Tengchong forced himself to sit up with a wry smile on his face.

"City Lord, it was the people from the Demon Cult who injured us." Tengchong's voice was low and weak.

When Mu Yan heard the word "demon cult", his heart was shocked and his face instantly became solemn.

"Is it really a cult? I told you before about the dozens of warriors who died after their cultivation was sucked dry in the Sea Breeze Mountains. Could it be related to this?" Mu Yan's voice trembled slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Tengchong nodded slightly, "That's right. Those people died in a miserable way, all because the people of the Demon Cult used cruel means to drain their cultivation. Man Jiawen and I went to investigate, but we didn't expect to encounter a master of the Demon Cult."

Mu Yan sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes falling on the wound on Teng Chong's body. "Even a Grandmaster like you can be injured like this. How terrifying is the strength of this demon sect?"

Tengchong noticed Mu Yan's worry, took a deep breath, and tried to make his voice sound calmer. "City Lord Mu Yan, don't worry. Although the demon sect member is strong, he is not yet able to compete with a Grandmaster head-on. My injury was caused by his sneak attack."

At this point, Tengchong subconsciously glanced at Man Jiawen. Man Jiawen quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet Tengchong's gaze, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Mu Yan frowned and pondered for a moment, "Tenth Elder, even so, this matter must not be taken lightly. The Demon Cult has been silent for many years, and now it has suddenly reappeared in the world, it must have some ulterior motive."

Tengchong nodded, "The City Lord is absolutely right. The Demon Cult has acted so ruthlessly this time, they must have come prepared."

Mu Yan paced back and forth, looking worried. "Then how should we deal with this? The safety of Xihai City..."

Tengchong consoled him, "City Lord Mu Yan, please don't panic. I will report this matter to the Nine Emperors Pavilion as soon as possible and ask the Pavilion Master to make a decision. I believe the Nine Emperors Pavilion will definitely send experts to assist us."

Mu Yan stopped and looked at Teng Chong, "Then I'll have to trouble the Tenth Elder."

Tengchong bowed slightly and said, "You are too polite, City Lord. This is my responsibility."

Mu Yan looked at Man Jiawen again, "How is this young master's injury?"

Man Jiawen hurriedly said, "Thank you for your concern, City Lord. I'm fine now."

Mu Yan nodded, "That's good. You guys rest and recuperate here. If you need anything, just let me know."

After saying that, Mu Yan turned and left the guest room.

The room suddenly became quiet, with only the heavy breathing of Tengchong and Man Jiawen as the sound.

At night, the moonlight shines on the guest room window like water.

Tengchong slowly opened his eyes, looked at the moonlight outside the window, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

"With the reappearance of the Demon Cult this time, the martial arts world will probably be plunged into a bloody storm again." Tengchong murmured to himself.

At this time, Man Jiawen had already fallen into a deep sleep due to exhaustion, with a trace of fear and anxiety on his face.

The next morning, sunlight shone into the room through the window, bringing a touch of warmth and vitality.

Tengchong stood up, stretched his body, and felt that his injury had improved slightly.

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Tenth Elder, I brought you breakfast and healing pills." The voice of the guard came from outside the door.

Tengchong opened the door and took the tray from the guard, "Thank you."

The guard said respectfully, "Elder, please call me anytime if you have any instructions."

Tengchong nodded, closed the door and started to enjoy breakfast.

Over the next few days, Tengchong and Man Jiawen's injuries gradually improved. During this time, City Lord Mu Yan visited them several times to inquire about their condition.

Deep in the mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle, there is a hidden cave. Inside the cave, Xu Tian and Ma Ziyan have been living here for several days.

Xu Tian lay on a simple bed made of hay, his face still as pale as paper. Although his injuries had improved slightly, he still needed a long period of rest. After all, it was a serious injury and could not be healed in just a few days.

Ma Ziyan sat beside Xu Tian, ​​her beautiful face full of worry and fatigue. She sighed softly and stood up.

"Xu Tian, ​​I'm going out to find something to eat. You should have a good rest." Ma Zi Yan's voice was gentle but firm.

Xu Tian nodded slightly, his eyes filled with gratitude and concern: "Be careful."

Ma Zi Yan responded and turned to walk out of the cave.

Sunlight streamed through the leaves, creating patches of light. Ma Ziyan moved through the forest with familiarity, her eyes anxiously scanning the surroundings, hoping to find something to eat. However, all the nearby wild fruits had already been picked.