Chapter 160

Chapter 160: Longfeng Marketplace

The appearance of someone from the Law Enforcement Hall was unforeseen by Zhou Luo.

He watched the other person with a serious expression.

Had Lin Xuanfeng sent him?

Had this person witnessed his earlier actions?

If seen, and if this information was relayed back to the clan, he would have no place left within the Lin Family.

In that moment, infinite killing intent flashed across Zhou Luo’s face.

Gripping the Xuan Sky Sword, he fixed his eyes unwaveringly on the man.

Seeing that the man remained unaware, Zhou Luo stepped forward. As the wind howled, he transformed into a streak of light, charging directly at the other.

The man never expected an ambush.

When the sword light flashed, his instinct was to flee.

Golden Rainbow Piercing the Sun!

The next second, a dazzling blaze of golden light erupted, and a terrifying sword intent surged out, blocking his retreat path.

Zhou Luo, sword raised for the kill, closed the distance with astonishing speed.

Seeing who approached, the man’s face paled dramatically.

"Zhou Luo! What are you doing!" he shouted.

But Zhou Luo ignored him, sweeping his sword downward. Rampant sword light shot straight for the man’s chest.

The man desperately dodged, but was a fraction too slow.

The sword light sliced a deep gash across his left shoulder, sending blood spraying.

The thin man’s face whitened sharply, and his internal energy became unstable.

Clang!

Zhou Luo’s sword shattered his protective spiritual light. The tip pressed into the man’s throat; one more push would pierce it straight through.

"Who are you?!"

Pressed by the Xuan Sky Sword, the thin man dared not resist at all.

His voice trembled. "I’m Lin Ping, from the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Why are you here?" Zhou Luo demanded sharply.

Lin Ping did not want to say it, but seeing the killing intent in the other’s eyes, he could only say, "Elder Jiu sent me."

Previously, after Zhou Luo and the others left Maple Leaf City.

Lin Xuanfeng not only sent Lin Dong to monitor him openly but also secretly dispatched Lin Ping, a family disciple skilled at concealment.

However, although Lin Ping excelled at concealment, his strength was only at the fifth layer of Qi Refinement.

As a result, when Lin San and the others faced an attack from disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

He could do nothing, only watch silently.

Not until Lin San used a treasure to withdraw did he follow and leave.

Only later did he discover that Zhou Luo was not on the flying boat.

Lin Ping’s duty was to monitor him, and now that the other was missing, he could only search.

At the very least, he needed to confirm whether the other was alive or dead.

But unexpectedly, Liu Fu Chen led people to blockade the entire area.

He was unable to enter, so he waited in secret.

Only after Liu Fu Chen and his people died did he dare to enter this area.

Thinking he would try whatever he could to come and see, he did not expect to actually encounter the person himself.

Learning that Zhou Luo did not know he had killed Liu Fu Chen and his people in return, Zhou Luo felt relieved inside.

"Zhou Luo, it was all arranged by Elder Jiu. I had no choice," Lin Ping said with a helpless expression.

"So that’s how it is," Zhou Luo nodded, his expression softening.

Lin Ping’s heart also eased, and the tension faded from his face.

Hah! —

But in the next instant, with a flash of sword light, his head thudded to the ground.

Zhou Luo’s face was stern, cold as ice.

No matter what, he would not let him off.

After that, he bent down, took the storage bag from Lin Ping’s body, and left.

Lin Xuanfeng had secretly sent someone to follow him; this was something he had not anticipated.

Now, it seemed this Elder Jiu was exceptionally concerned about him.

Seeing that after returning home, he must be more careful and cautious, or being discovered would cause trouble.

That was truly a troublesome opponent.

Zhou Luo contemplated this, then took out the map of the Longfeng Mountain range from Liu Fu Chen, and walked toward the location of the marketplace.

…

Two days later, Zhou Luo saw the only marketplace in the Longfeng Mountain range, the Longfeng Marketplace, at the summit of a mountain.

The Longfeng Marketplace was situated among a cluster of mountain peaks.

Several towering, cloud-piercing peaks surrounded it.

Gazing into the distance, only the outermost parts of the marketplace could be seen; the deeper areas were inaccessible.

Zhou Luo took out a mask and placed it on his face.

This was a top-grade magical artifact, capable of freely altering one’s facial features without being detected.

Even a Foundation Establishment strong person would notice nothing amiss if they did not examine carefully.

Back in Jiang City, Wang Tong had been able to move about freely precisely by relying on this mask.

With the mask on, Zhou Luo’s facial features immediately changed.

Swiftly, he transformed from a handsome young man to an utterly unremarkable ordinary cultivator.

He headed towards the marketplace.

As the former founding ground of the Hehuan Sect, the scope of the Longfeng Mountain range was comparable to the Qinyuan Sect.

Moreover, it was said there was a fragmentary medium-grade spiritual vein here. Although broken, it still held abundant spiritual energy, making it a coveted destination for countless loose cultivators.

The closer he got to the marketplace, the more cultivators bustled back and forth.

In the air, some flew on Spirit Beasts, some traveled with magical artifacts, and others piloted flying boats carrying loads.

On the ground, numerous magical beasts and spiritual steeds hauled goods, exuding a deeply thick aura of cultivation.

Observing these scenes, Zhou Luo couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotion.

Back then, he had not passed the Qinyuan Sect’s inner disciple selection. If he hadn’t later been forced into marrying into the Lin Family, he might very well have ended up cultivating in such places as a loose cultivator himself.

A short while later, Zhou Luo arrived at the main gate of the Longfeng Marketplace. The cultivators he had seen flying in the sky earlier now descended obediently to the ground.

The entire marketplace was encircled by mountains. Flying was forbidden within, and entry was only permitted through the gates.

Of course, it wasn’t impossible to pilot a flying boat directly into the marketplace if one was bold enough.

It’s just that the Longfeng Marketplace was exceptionally chaotic; some say Foundation Establishment strong people even lived in seclusion here.

If one truly acted rashly and angered such important figures, they wouldn’t care about one’s background or origins.

It was said that once, an outer disciple of the Qinyuan Sect, relying on his status as part of an Immortal Sect, brazenly flew through the Longfeng Marketplace on his sword, acting without restraint.

Consequently, he angered a Foundation Establishment strong person and was instantly slain by a single sword light.

Although that Foundation Establishment expert later faced repercussions…

The incident nevertheless served as a significant warning to many.

At the massive gate, the stream of people surged incessantly.

The moment Zhou Luo appeared alone, his mental strength immediately sensed multiple gazes falling upon him.

Several cultivators eyed him covetously, considering whether they should attempt to rob him.

In the Longfeng Mountain range, so long as your strength was sufficient, you could act with impunity, even in broad daylight.

Within the marketplace itself, however, was relatively safer.

After all, it was a place of trade. No one wanted to cause trouble here, and those who did stir up trouble would swiftly be set upon and punished by others.

Zhou Luo followed the flow of people into the marketplace interior.

The buildings within varied wildly in height, their distribution extremely haphazard and disorderly.

There were even rows of shops selling completely different types of goods placed side by side.

The streets were packed with hurried figures.

Zhou Luo didn’t immediately go to “fence stolen goods”. Instead, he found an establishment selling information to inquire about the situation here.

In the Longfeng Mountain range, intelligence was absolutely crucial.

Particularly intelligence concerning rare natural treasures.

Of course, the intelligence could be true or false; discerning which fell entirely on the individual.

The shopkeeper was a portly, round-faced middle-aged man.

Seeing Zhou Luo enter, he observed him with a pleasant smile.

"Mister guest, what kind of information are you seeking?"