Chapter 171 The one I’m going to kill is your Jiejiao disciple!

Yang Ling nodded slightly, his eyes swept across the room, noticing the tense atmosphere, "What happened?"

Jiang Ziya quickly handed the letter to Yang Ling and told him everything about the child's disappearance.

"Now many people are spreading rumors, saying that our charity hall is actually a den of evil. If this continues, I'm afraid it will affect your reputation..."

Yang Ling took the letter, his brows furrowed, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I will investigate this matter myself. I opened the charity, so I cannot allow it to be slandered like this.

I will go to Jingshui Pass first to see what kind of evil thing that is!"

Jiang Ziya stepped forward quickly, "Brother, I'll go with you! I also want to see what that thing is!"

Yang Ling nodded slightly and waved his hand. Immediately, a dark shadow approached rapidly from the horizon.

Soon, a huge dark cloud floated over.

Jiang Ziya was no ordinary man. He immediately saw the huge scaly claws and the huge winding dragon body from the dark clouds.

"This is……"

"This is my new mount."

Yang Ling waved his hand, and leaped into the sky with Jiang Ziya, landing on the black dragon's head.

The black dragon had very long bone spurs on its back, and only the dragon's head was relatively flat. So in order to please his master Yang Ling, Ao Ming refined a treasure palace by himself and placed it on his head.

From a distance it looked like a crown, but in fact it was fully equipped with cushions, desks, and even tea, chess boards and other entertainment items.

Yang Ling also noticed his intention, so he brought him along when he came to Chaoge this time.

Normally he would shrink into a small dragon about a foot long, practicing in the pond in the backyard of the Yang Mansion and guarding the house. When he was needed, he would transform into a hundred-foot-long black dragon and come when summoned.

The black dragon was moving very fast, like a beam of black light, rushing towards the southeast.

Jiang Ziya was a little uncomfortable with the pace at first, but he soon stabilized and began to report to Yang Ling on the situation of businesses and charity halls in various places over the past two years.

"In the two years since Senior Brother was away, the Yang family business has spread all over Dashang, and the number of charity halls has also continued to increase. Wherever there is a Yang family business, there must be a charity hall..."

After listening to Jiang Ziya's report, Yang Ling nodded and said, "Ziya, you did a great job. It was right to let you take charge. You have worked really hard over the past two years."

“I didn’t find it hard at all.”

Jiang Ziya smiled and shook his head, then a trace of worry flashed across his face: "But perhaps it is precisely because we expanded too quickly that such disasters have occurred."

"Don't jump to conclusions." Yang Ling said calmly: "We don't know the truth of the matter yet. When we reach Jingshui Pass, everything will be revealed."

Jiang Ziya nodded and said, "I hope the missing children are all safe and sound, otherwise there will be big problems."

Yang Ling knew what he was worried about.

The Yang business expanded too quickly and accumulated a huge amount of wealth. It is no exaggeration to say that it is rich enough to rival a country. This has long attracted many prying eyes.

Previously, with Yang Ling in charge, anyone who dared to covet Yang's business was punished, so the surface calm could be maintained.

But Yang Ling has been staying in the underworld for the past two years, relying only on Jiang Ziya to maintain this huge business empire.

Although Jiang Ziya was indeed very capable, the crises from outside kept coming one after another, making him overwhelmed.

After all, he doesn't have Yang Ling's strength, so he doesn't have the corresponding confidence.

This also made the people who were secretly spying more and more courageous, and their number increased, just like a group of jackals eyeing a fat sheep, wishing to devour the entire Yang Company alive.

Jiang Ziya was very worried that the Yang family business would be destroyed by his own means, and then he would not be able to explain to Yang Ling.

Fortunately, Yang Ling is back now, and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After about half a day, the black dragon arrived at Jingshui Pass.

Yang Ling and Jiang Ziya jumped off the dragon's back and went straight to a huge mansion in the south of the city.

This is the charity hall under the Yang family business.

It was noon at this time, and there were many people in the charity hall, mostly old people and women, and there was not even a child to be seen.

The remaining people all had expressions of anxiety and fear on their faces, and were obviously troubled by the disappearance of their children.

Jiang Ziya walked in and registered his identity. Soon, a middle-aged man who looked like a manager came over quickly and saluted Yang Ling.

Yang Ling asked solemnly: "When did the children disappear? Did you find anything unusual?"

The steward quickly replied: "In reply to the master, the children disappeared the night before yesterday. We were all asleep at the time, and only a maid who was on night watch said she saw a huge black shadow..."

Yang Ling asked him to call the maid over for questioning, but her answers were similar and there was nothing useful to say.

Jiang Ziya frowned, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and turned to Yang Ling and said: "Brother, what should we do next?"

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking about something in his mind.

After a moment, he slowly said, "It's still a short time. If it's a demon, it will definitely leave some clues. I have a way to track down the demon."

After saying this, he began to practice the "fighting" secret and evolved the Black Dog Immortal's secret tracking technique.

"The sky and the earth are endless, tracking thousands of miles!"

Yang Ling muttered something to himself, stretched out his hand and drew a series of strange runes in the air, which finally condensed into a half-human-high black dog in the air, sniffing around in the courtyard.

Not long after, the black dog suddenly started barking wildly, as if it had locked onto a target.

A gleam of light flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, and he whispered: "Sure enough, there is something strange. This fishy smell is not something that humans can emit."

Jiang Ziya immediately understood Yang Ling's intention when he heard this, and asked hurriedly: "Brother, shall we set off now?"

Yang Ling nodded, motioning for Jiang Ziya to follow, and the two quickly returned to the sky above Jingshui Pass and landed on the back of the waiting black dragon.

Under Yang Ling's command, the Black Dragon did not say anything extra. Following the guidance of the smell, it rushed straight to the east.

He was moving at an extremely fast speed, drawing graceful arcs in the sky, like a streak of black lightning, shuttling between the clouds, and eventually tracking down the East China Sea.

The turbulent sea unfolds before your eyes, and the blue water sparkles brightly in the sun.

Jiang Ziya stood on the dragon's back, looking solemnly at the rough sea, his brows knitted tightly, and his voice was filled with doubt: "Could it really be the sea monster that did it?"

Yang Ling stood beside him and shook his head: "That may not be the case. There are many sea monsters, but if they were really responsible, they would not have gone so far to kidnap people. They could have just started in the coastal villages, why would they risk going here?"

Jiang Ziya heard this, a flash of realization flashed in his eyes, and he nodded, his eyes becoming more thoughtful, "If it's not the sea monster, who else could it be?"

"You'll find out soon."

Yang Ling looked ahead with burning eyes, and saw a magnificent island standing above the vast blue waves.

According to the guidance of the smell, the target seemed to have stayed on this island for a long time, and there was still the scent of humans. …

The East China Sea is vast and boundless, and is the largest of the four seas.

Qixia Island got its name from the beautiful morning glow. Every time the sun rises, the sky is dyed a brilliant red glow, like a fairyland.

However, at this moment, Yang Ling and Jiang Ziya had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery. Their eyes were fixed on a cave on the island.

"The children are in this cave... but there are only four of them."

Yang Ling frowned slightly as he spoke.

He came to this answer based on the analysis of the odor information he tracked, but more than thirty children were lost in Jingshui Pass alone.

Jiang Ziya also frowned when he heard this, his face full of confusion.

Yang Ling shook his head and said calmly: "Let's go down and take a look first."

After saying that, he brought Jiang Ziya and turned into a breeze and came to the island.

The two approached the cave silently.

Inside the cave, two little Taoist boys were busy.

The two Taoist boys looked no more than ten years old. They were busy boiling water and washing the pot. Their movements were skillful and natural.

In the corner, four children huddled together, their faces filled with fear and anxiety.

One of the little girls trembled and whispered, "I'm so scared, will we..."

The little Taoist boy who was boiling water looked back at her, gave her a weird smile, showing his sharp teeth, and said in a cold voice: "It's okay, you won't be scared when it's cooked."

The little girl's face turned pale instantly, and the other three children were so frightened that they trembled and dared not make a sound.

Jiang Ziya was furious upon seeing this, and was about to rush into the cave to rescue the children, but Yang Ling grabbed his arm.

He looked at Yang Ling in confusion, only to see Yang Ling shaking his head, signaling him to stay calm.

"Wait, the real boss will probably be back soon, so don't alert him and scare him away."

Hearing this, although Jiang Ziya was anxious, he knew that killing the two little Taoist boys now would not help, and the real murderer was not in the cave, so he nodded and suppressed his anger.

Seeing that Jiang Ziya had calmed down, Yang Ling waved his hand and the two of them disappeared.

After a while, a dark cloud appeared on the horizon, and on the cloud stood four ugly and strange-looking Taoists.

These Taoists either carried strange magical instruments on their backs or held whisks in their hands. Each of them had a different expression, but what they had in common was that they all exuded an evil aura.

The four Taoists rode on the dark clouds and slowly landed in front of the cave. The two little Taoist children immediately came to greet them and saluted:

"Master, the pot has been cleaned. Do you want to steam or boil it?"

A Taoist priest with a black face and protruding mouth stood in front, his green eyes showing a hint of viciousness. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "These children have delicate skin and tender flesh, so they must be steamed to satisfy their cravings.

Hehe, if you cook it, all the flavor will disappear, which is a pity."

The other three Taoists echoed the words, each with a greedy smile on their lips, as if they had already smelled the delicious aroma: "Yes, yes, the meat of humans at this age is the most tender, and it is just right to steam it."

When Jiang Ziya heard these words, he was so angry that he was shaking all over. He clenched his fists and almost couldn't help but rush out to catch these monsters in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Yang Ling beside him looked indifferent, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He did not make any unnecessary movements, but just raised his hand lightly. A purple-gold palm print appeared in the air and slapped towards the Taoist who was speaking with incredible speed.

The palm wind was whistling and the air seemed to be frozen. The Taoist had no time to react at all. He was hit by an invisible force and flew out in an instant, crashing heavily into the stone wall of the cave.

A human-shaped depression suddenly appeared on the stone wall, with the Taoist's body half buried in it, blood spitting out of his mouth, his eyes full of surprise, as if he still didn't understand what was happening.

The other three Taoists were horrified when they saw this and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the cave of the Four Immortal Lords of Qixia Dao!"

Yang Ling did not answer, but with a cold face, he raised his hand and slapped a Taoist priest into the stone wall.

The remaining two Taoists turned pale instantly when they saw their companions being knocked away one after another. They looked at each other, and without any hesitation, they immediately turned into two black lights and fled to the two sides of the cave, trying to escape with the help of the complex terrain of the island.

But Yang Ling would never give them this opportunity. The indifference on his face remained the same, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger.

He just waved his dragon-catching hand, and a giant golden palm suddenly condensed in the air. The giant palm was like a skynet, ruthlessly covering the two fleeing Taoists.

The two black lights were ruthlessly captured. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape the bondage of the golden giant palm.

The two Taoists who were captured were terrified. They knew that they had met a true master, a master whose strength was beyond their ability to contend with.

"Please spare us, Immortal! We are all disciples of Jiejiao. We really don't know how we have offended you. Please have mercy on us!"

The murderous intent in Yang Ling's eyes did not diminish, but he did not act immediately. Instead, he asked coldly: "Why did you kidnap those children? And where did the remaining children go?"

The four Taoists looked at each other, and the one with the black face and protruding mouth said tremblingly: "We...we are just...following orders..."

"On whose orders?"

"Senior Brother Lu Yue from Jiulong Island! The other children were also sent to Jiulong Island, and only these four stayed to satisfy their cravings..."

"Then why did Lu Yue let you kidnap the children?"

"Senior Brother Lu has made a breakthrough in his practice of the plague art recently. He needs a large number of living beings to practice his plague art... He said that the human race is the protagonist of the prehistoric world and can be called the leader of all living beings. Using the human race to practice is the most effective..."

When Jiang Ziya heard this, he was so angry that his whole body was shaking. His angry eyes seemed to be spewing fire. He suppressed his inner anger and asked in a trembling voice: "Why did you go to the charity hall to capture the child?"

The black-faced Taoist saw that the situation was not good, and his face lost all color. He stammered and replied: "The charity hall... There are dozens or even hundreds of children gathered together in the charity hall. We don't need to go around looking for them. It's more convenient..."

Jiang Ziya was even more furious. He could hardly control his emotions. His hands were clenched into fists, veins on his face were throbbing, and he wished he could tear these inhuman monsters into pieces immediately.

Seeing this, the Taoist begged for mercy: "Please spare our lives, Immortal! We are all disciples of Jiejiao. If you kill us, Jiejiao will not let us go. We will be in big trouble then. We are willing to atone for our sins. We only ask for mercy from the Immortal. Please don't be so stubborn!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ziya frowned slightly, but his expression remained as calm as ice. He knew that what these Taoists said made sense. Jiejiao was the largest sect in the prehistoric world. If the disciples of Jiejiao were killed easily, it would indeed bring endless trouble.

He turned around and was about to discuss the pros and cons with Yang Ling, but he saw Yang Ling sneer, his eyes like knives, cutting across the faces of the four Jiejiao disciples, his voice as cold as ice: "What if they are Jiejiao disciples? I will kill them all."

After saying that, he directly activated the Heaven-Destroying Hand, and the giant purple-gold palms slapped out one after another.

The four Taoists all looked pale. They wanted to escape, but found that the space around them seemed to be frozen. Their bodies could not move, and they could only watch the terrifying force coming towards them.

In a flash, the four Taoists were all turned into meat paste, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and they were unable to even utter a scream.

Yang Ling did not stop there. He again summoned the Burning Spirit Qi. The flame in his hand leaped and turned into a fire dragon, sucking up all the remaining flesh and blood.

The fire dragon roared, and the scorching flames burned the bodies of the four Taoists, along with their magic weapons, Taoist robes, and souls, all to ashes.

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(End of this chapter)