Supreme Dragon Martial Soul-Chapter 251: The Naive Luo Cheng, Hunting Ground!

"Oh? He’s leaving?"

In the elegant pavilion, Luo Yao, draped in a thin veil, stepped out from the bedroom.

Her hair cascaded like a waterfall, her proud figure barely concealed by the veil. Her long legs, bare jade-like arms, gleamed under the faint moonlight, resembling pure white jade, radiating an unparalleled allure.

"Indeed."

Manager Ye nodded and continued, "He’s already at the Middle Stage of the Tongxuan Realm Second Layer."

"What! Middle Stage of the Tongxuan Realm Second Layer! Impossible!"

A’Mu, who was standing nearby, gasped in shock and retorted with wide eyes, "Just a few days ago, he was still at the Peak of the Tongxuan Realm First Layer cultivation. How could he possibly break through to the Middle Stage of the Tongxuan Realm Second Layer in only a few short days?"

Luo Yao blinked, "Is this true?"

Manager Ye smiled bitterly, "I understand your skepticism; I felt the same earlier. But it truly is the case. Not only has he broken through to the Middle Stage of Tongxuan Realm Second Layer, but his vitality surges like a rainbow, his essence qi burns like fire, and his realm has stabilized significantly."

"This! How can this be!"

A’Mu inhaled sharply, still struggling to believe.

Ordinary people would require several months to transition from the Peak of Tongxuan Realm First Layer to the Middle Stage of Tongxuan Realm Second Layer, with no guarantees of success.

Even she herself took two to three months.

Yet this man, who awakened a Wasted Martial Soul, accomplished it in mere days?

This wasn’t merely something she doubted—it was something fundamentally beyond reason!

"Moreover... I warned him that there were people targeting him outside and offered to arrange an escort back to Xuanyuan Sect. But he outright refused."

Manager Ye’s face revealed a helpless smile. "This young man might not be old, but his actions remain utterly inscrutable to me. I can’t tell if he’s just too young and naïve, or if he’s..."

Luo Yao remained calm throughout and, upon hearing, curled her lips into a faint smile. "Naïve? He’s far from naïve."

She had personally witnessed, in Qishan City, Luo Cheng systematically wiping out the Lin Family.

He even single-handedly massacred the Lin Family’s marketplace. His decisiveness surpassed even that of seasoned veterans.

How could someone like that possibly be naïve?

Still, the current situation was undoubtedly perilous.

Outside Lingyun Pavilion, the number of people wanting Luo Cheng dead exceeded what she could count on both hands. Among them were no shortage of top-tier masters in the Third Layer of the Tongxuan Realm.

"Interesting. I’d like to see how he resolves this."

Her crimson lips curled slightly, leaving a remark as her figure flashed, suddenly appearing dozens of meters away among the bamboo grove before stopping abruptly.

Turning back, Luo Yao said, "A’Mu, you should come along too!"

"Yes!"

A’Mu’s face lit up with joy, though he was still half-skeptical of Manager Ye’s words.

"Let’s see what’s so remarkable about an awakened Wasted Martial Soul fellow!"

A’Mu tightened his lips and thought silently while chasing after her.

A gust of night wind swept past, and the two figures vanished.

Thin clouds veiled the moon, deepening the night’s shadows.

Luo Cheng left Lingyun Pavilion without concealing his movements, striding quickly toward the inn where he kept the Flame Jade Lion.

Walking along the street, Luo Cheng fully extended his senses to detect his surroundings, catching every stir within a hundred paces.

Noticing someone tracking him, a cold smile crept onto Luo Cheng’s lips as he quickened his pace to retrieve the Flame Jade Lion from the inn.

"Fetching his mount this late—he must be planning to leave Linjiang City! Go notify Senior Brother!"

"Luo Cheng is leaving Linjiang City!"

Several people observing him muttered in hushed tones within the night’s shadows upon seeing him retrieve his mount.

"Heh, so he’s finally leaving? I thought he’d stay in Linjiang City for one or two months."

In a certain inn, Cheng Gong received the news, his voice low and heavy.

With each passing day, his fury toward Luo Cheng had only grown. His suppressed anger had long boiled to the brink of eruption.

Qin Ming sneered, "That fool thinks he can escape unharmed under cover of night? Laughable! Let’s go! We can’t let that cursed brat escape this time!"

Cheng Gong replied darkly, "Don’t worry, he won’t escape! I’ve already tampered with his mount; this time, he won’t fly even if he sprouts wings!"

A group immediately set off, racing toward the western city gate.

Luo Cheng, leading the Flame Jade Lion out of the inn, walked toward the western city gate at an unhurried pace.

Moments later, Luo Cheng’s eyes lit up.

"They’ve finally come!"

Without turning around, Luo Cheng had already sensed Cheng Gong and his hurried followers and smiled, quickening his pace.

Soon, Luo Cheng arrived at the western city gate.

It was already deep into the night; the streets were nearly abandoned except for a squad of brightly armored city defense guards patrolling the area.

As a commercial hub of the Great Yue Dynasty, Linjiang City’s gates remained open throughout the night, though an additional exit fee was required.

"Leaving the city at night requires paying five taels of silver."

A young guard yawned while addressing Luo Cheng.

"Here!"

Luo Cheng tossed the five taels of crushed silver, mounted his horse, and galloped out of the city.

The young guard was just about to sneak in a quick nap when a group hurriedly arrived.

"Chase him—don’t let that boy escape!"

The group approached, slammed a hundred-tael silver note onto the table, and sped off on their mounts.

The young guard hadn’t even reacted when yet another group dashed past.

In just a few breaths, nearly thirty people rushed out of the city gates.

"W-What is going on?"

All sleep vanished from the young guard’s mind as his face turned pale.

The people who dashed through just now—all exuded intense killing intent, all possessed mighty auras—they were all Tongxuan Realm masters, and not just ordinary ones!

The captain of the guard squad squinted and commented,

"They’re likely after that young swordsman. That boy’s fate seems grim."

The young guard exclaimed in shock, "Why would someone who’s provoked so many people leave the safety of the city? Isn’t that courting death?"

"Heh, there will always be some fools who don’t know their limits."

The guard captain shook his head.

Despite Linjiang City’s strict discipline, every day, people—openly or secretly—lost their lives.

Tongxuan Realm martial artists, at least, were able to avoid major chaos, but those Awakening Vein Realm masters who excelled in swift and covert actions seldom regarded the rules at all.

Just a couple of days ago, an Awakening Vein Realm martial artist was found dead in the city—their internal organs were completely hollowed out, and the perpetrator still hadn’t been identified.

"They’re here!"

After exiting the gates, it wasn’t long before Luo Cheng heard the dense sound of hooves approaching rapidly from behind.

"Hyah!"

With a cold smile, Luo Cheng tugged at his reins and spurred his mount forward, galloping toward Xuanyuan Sect.

However, he quickly noticed something amiss.

The Flame Jade Lion seemed sluggish and dispirited. Even at full sprint, its speed barely reached seventy to eighty percent of its usual capacity.

"Heh, afraid I might run, so they poisoned my mount? They’ve planned this quite meticulously. Unfortunately, they’re digging their own graves."

A sharp glint flickered in Luo Cheng’s eyes as he pressed onward.

After sprinting over a hundred miles, the Flame Jade Lion—usually capable of traveling three thousand miles in a day—began breathing heavily, its pace slowing noticeably.

"This place will work."

Scanning the area, Luo Cheng found himself in a naturally enclosed gourd-shaped valley reminiscent of a hunting ground. He allowed the Flame Jade Lion to ease its pace.

"Haha! Kid, you’ve finally arrived! You sure kept us waiting!"

Suddenly, loud laughter erupted from the forest ahead.

A sound of rushing wind filled the air as figures burst forth from the trees, surrounding Luo Cheng and blocking his path.