In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

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Especially the content above, Dai Qisi confirmed about 70-80% of it after only reading it once.

But how could Zhang Xiaoshan possibly have memorized it all?

Especially since Zhang Xiaoshan was from the Central Plains and might not recognize Persian script, it was practically impossible for him to memorize all the pictures and text on the screen.

"In addition to the Sacred Flame Token Divine Skill, there are also the Central Plains' unique martial arts—the Nine Yin Manual, the Tendon-Changing and Bone-Forging Chapter, and the Spiral Nine Shadows."

This is the essence of the peerless martial art, the Nine Yin Manual, which can allow your cultivation level to rival that of Yang Dingtian, the former leader of the Fire Worship Cult, within a few years.

Even if you encounter a master of the Persian sect alone in the future, you don't need to worry about your safety.

Zhang Xiaoshan's generosity shocked Dai Qisi, who could hardly believe it.

But for Zhang Xiaoshan, there were more than two people who practiced this martial art, so he didn't need another Dai Qisi. All the investment was worthwhile.

"Young master, aren't you afraid that Dai Qisi will just take the things and run away?"

"Put yourself in their shoes. If the Zhang family is willing to give you all this, do you think they would worry that it will cause trouble?"

Zhang Xiaoshan's confidence immediately made Dai Qisi's beautiful eyes widen in shock.

The slender hand holding the Xuan Tie Token suddenly tightened. Just as Zhang Xiaoshan had said, since he could give her these things, he must have a trump card to absolutely suppress her.

"Moreover, if you refuse the Zhang family now, the Zhang family will not harm your daughter."

But if you pledge allegiance to the Zhang family and then betray them, the Zhang family will not let any of those connected to you off the hook.

Zhang Xiaoshan's voice ended with a chilling tone, causing even Dai Qisi to tense up.

If she refuses now, she'll die.

If it's betrayal, then her daughter will also suffer.

This is Zhang Xiaoshan's principle of conduct: neither a gentleman nor a villain.

"However, the Zhang family is not a den of demons. If you do not betray them, the Zhang family will naturally not treat you unfairly."

On the contrary, you will be well provided with resources, money, and other things as long as you are of use to the Zhang family. In particular, the Zhang family will provide the best teachers for your daughter, based on her aptitude.

As for whether you will remain loyal to the Zhang family in the future, those resources will be your reward, and the Zhang family will naturally not force you to do anything against your will.

Dai Qisi was tempted, but she didn't know how much of Zhang Xiaoshan's words she could believe.

But these are the best ways to raise her daughter, and if Zhang Xiaoshan can really keep his promise, it will be like a windfall, much better than being in the Zoroastrian Church.

Zhang Xiaoshan seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and so he spoke again to explain:

"Don't doubt it, the Zhang family are businessmen, not gangs."

For a top-tier master to offer such a service, these resources are not an exaggeration; at most, it would just require a large investment in a few secret manuals.

Promises of money and resources are nothing to the Zhang family!

Zhang Xiaoshan's words once again dispelled Dai Qisi's doubts.

For the Zhang family, only the Sacred Flame Token Divine Skill and the Nine Yin Manual were truly valuable; the rest were nothing compared to what she knew about the Zhang family of Lin'an.

And as Zhang Xiaoshan promised, these are the best resources for her daughter's growth.

"Okay, I'll join the Zhang family!"

Dai Qisi didn't want to die so tragically, especially since she still had people she cared about.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaoshan's repeated promises had already shaken her resolve; she was just taking a gamble.

"Welcome, Dharma King, to the Zhang family!"

Zhang Xiaoshan immediately smiled, feeling that his efforts of coaxing and cajoling had not been in vain.

It should be noted that the Purple-Robed Dragon King was already a top expert before joining the Zhang family, so his progress in cultivating the martial arts on the Sacred Flame Token must have been rapid.

Moreover, there is the peerless manual, the Nine Yin Manual.

At the same time, the River Fiends also joined the Zhang family and became one of their worshippers.

After settling down, the Zhang family's strength not only did not decrease but increased, which was probably unexpected by everyone.

···

Shili Pavilion, a forest of chaotic rocks!

This is an excellent place for sightseeing. Some literati and scholars in Bianjing City liked to drink and make merry here, or leave their masterpieces among the scattered steles and stone forest.

However, today, it was Zhuge Zhengwo who brought the God of Catching here for a drink and a small gathering.

Moreover, many people witnessed this scene along the way.

"Catch God!"

Inside the stone pavilion, the Ghost Yama, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly stood up.

Meanwhile, Zhuge Zhengye, who was beside the God of Catchers, suddenly retreated and transformed into the appearance of the underground palace queen Ruyan in mid-air, no longer pretending.

Zhang Xiaoshan knew that while Ruyan's poisoned needles were key to killing the God of Catchers, they would also leave a weakness.

Zhang Xiaoshan wanted to kill the God of Catching, not rebel.

As for framing Zhuge Zhengwo, it can only be said that Zhuge Zhengwo was unlucky.

If Zhuge Zhengwo cannot find evidence to confess, losing his official position would be the least of his worries.

At the same time, two more experts appeared around the Stone Forest.

The down-on-his-luck giant, wielding a three-foot-long azure staff in one hand, looked at the God of Catchers with no emotion whatsoever, lost in a daze.

The successor, dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask of the God of Wealth.

Chapter 88 A Sword Flying Snow: Yan Longyuan's Amazing Spear

"it's him!"

With a cold, emotionless voice, Ghost Yama nodded at the swordsman.

He knew the other party's strength. Zhang Xiaoshan invited the other party to the siege of the God of Catcher because the other party had participated in the siege of the Zhang family.

As long as the God of Catcher is killed, all previous matters will be wiped clean, and there will also be ten thousand taels of gold as a bonus.

As for the other one, he is a newly promoted master after the vacancy in Ghost Street—

Yan Longyuan!

Yan Longyuan had been doing business near Lin'an Prefecture for some time, and it was quite large, but he kept a low profile.

After the An family's incident, Yan Longyuan originally wanted to take the opportunity to seize their business. But unfortunately, before he could act, the Zhang family had already taken over all of the An family's shops, leaving not even a drop of soup for anyone else.

So Yan Longyuan set his sights on the Ghost Street in the darkness.

A seat at the top three in Ghost Street became vacant, attracting countless eyes.

The fact that Yan Longyuan was able to become a substitute during this period shows that his strength far exceeds that of the other substitutes.

The reason Yan Longyuan was invited by Gui Yanluo this time was because he needed an absolute record to take over, and it was also a way to use a handle to prove his loyalty.

"Ghost Street!"

At this moment, the God of Catcher looked around and his expression was also stern.

Surrounded by three top masters, an unprecedented sense of crisis welled up in his heart; he knew this was no simple matter.

Besides the nameless swordsman, the two masked masters are the symbols of the three families on Ghost Street.

Golden-faced Buddha, Demon King Yama, God of Wealth!

Meanwhile, Ghost Street Queen Ruyan lay languidly on the stone pavilion, looking down at the God of Catchers with a charming smile.

It should be noted that each of these three top masters is stronger than the God of Catchers.

This is a must-win situation!

"A mask of the God of Wealth? You are An Shigeng's successor. I never expected you to be so audacious as to intercept and kill an official of the imperial court!"

"Hahaha···"

Yan Longyuan seemed to have heard a joke, his deep tiger eyes glancing disdainfully at the God of Catchers.

Having come this far, why would I be afraid of a mere threat from the God of Catcher?

Moreover, the God of Catcher came here today with Zhuge Zhengwo, so no matter how much they investigate, they won't be able to find anything on them.

Moreover, Ghost Street's influence is growing, and most of the black markets within the Song Dynasty have been unified by Ghost Street. Yan Longyuan's goal is to control the entire Ghost Street.

Without joining Ghost Street, how can one control this ever-growing power?

"Enough with the nonsense, God of Catcher. It's your fault for offending someone you shouldn't have!"

As Ghost Yama whispered, the nameless swordsman made his move.

The sword strike was incredibly fast, barely a blink of an eye. Even before the sword was drawn, a chilling aura of sword energy enveloped the God of Catchers. Once drawn, it moved with an invisible speed, its killing intent so swift it sent a chill down everyone's spine.

However, the figure of the God of Catcher had already disappeared from the spot, leaping ten feet high to avoid the sword strike that made his heart tremble.

If it weren't for his breakthrough in cultivation, he would probably have been killed by a single sword strike.

"Xue Qingbi, the Sword Flying Snow!"

The fear that flickered deep in his pupils sent the God of Catcher's heart sinking to the bottom.

Even if he were surrounded by three top experts, he would have a hard time getting out of here today with just one sword strike from his opponent.

He never expected that the seemingly nameless, down-on-his-luck swordsman was actually a top-tier swordsman who had long since disappeared from the martial world—

Xue Qingbi, the sword flies like snow!

At the same time, Yan Longyuan couldn't help but look at the nameless swordsman with apprehension.

There are many swordsmen in the martial arts world, but truly top-tier swordsmen are few and far between, each one an absolutely terrifying existence.

It's truly unexpected that such a top-tier swordsman would appear here.

However, Xue Qingbi had no intention of wasting words with the God of Catchers.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword blossoms instantly transformed into a flurry of snowflakes, their chilling killing intent enveloping an area of ​​several feet in radius.

In an instant, the God of Catchers also pushed his own power to the limit. The sword energy he had just broken through to transform into strands and threads of invisible sword energy. As the God of Catchers pointed his fingers into a sword, he thrust it toward Xue Qingbi.

A traveler returns home on a snowy night!

The two sword energies collided, and a terrifying sword light, carrying the sword intent of wind and snow, directly tore through the invisible sword energy curtain and slashed towards the neck of the God of Catcher.

puff!

The God of Catcher dodged the deadly sword light, but the overwhelming killing intent of the swirling snow was no mere illusion.

Instead, it was the chilling, snowy sword energy that filled the vast expanse!

"Good swordsmanship!"

He thought he had already joined the ranks of top swordsmen, but today he realized just how huge the step he was to become a top swordsman was.

Even Yan Longyuan was no exception; even if he were put in the position of the God of Catchers, his situation wouldn't necessarily be much better.

Unless he uses his family's secret technique, he won't be able to block this sword.

However, seeing that the God of Catcher was injured, Yan Longyuan was not a gentleman and actually pointed a finger at him from behind.

Boo!

The finger strike pierced the air; the domineering and intense Yang-type finger strike was something the God of Catchers never imagined could be so despicable as to be among top-tier masters.

By the time they realized the life-or-death crisis, it was too late.

puff!

The difference between life and death is slight; what should have been a fatal finger strike only pierced the God of Catcher's shoulder.

At the same time, there was a burnt smell, the clothes around the finger hole were charred, and the flesh and blood smelled of meat.

This shows how domineering this finger strike is!

If one had been struck in a vital spot, death would have been certain.

"… Formless Finger of Calamity!"

One of the 72 Shaolin Arts, it is an extremely powerful and domineering technique.

However, Yan Longyuan, wielding a short spear, leaped forward and thrust it at the disheveled God of Catcher.