Crossgate Seal Chapter 472

My goodness! What’s going on?
Fan Boyu was dumbfounded, “You thought I had those kinds of intentions towards Du Yueyao?”
Seeing the suspicion and wariness in Lu Zheng’s eyes, Fan Boyu felt a bit exasperated but also relieved.
“Heh, heh,” Fan Boyu gave a dry laugh, shaking his head, “Young Master Lu, you’ve misunderstood. I have no such thoughts about Miss Du. I’m decades old, she could be my daughter.”
“Is that so?” Lu Zheng’s eyes flickered.
“Truly,” Fan Boyu smiled, “Miss Du is beautiful and kind-hearted, one can’t help but feel fond of her, but I only wish her peace, joy, and a smooth life.”
“Oh, I see,” Lu Zheng nodded, indicating understanding.
Both turned back, seemingly listening intently to the storyteller on stage.
Fan Boyu smiled, thinking about the information he’d gathered in Tonglin County and what he’d seen himself.
“Tonight, I’ll make my move!”
Lu Zheng appeared relieved, though his face remained expressionless, his gaze on the stage but always alert to movements behind him.
“Tonight, I’ll make my move!”
…
At the end of the巳 hour, the storyteller finished today’s tale, gave a deep bow, and received some silver coins as tips.
Lu Zheng had no plans to dine at Leping Tower and prepared to head home.
Noticing Lu Zheng had matters to attend to, Old Master Wang didn’t linger, only mentioning a future visit, then left quickly with his old servant.
Fan Boyu glanced at Old Master Wang’s retreating figure, nodded to Lu Zheng, then headed towards Cong’an Ward in the south of the city.
Lu Zheng didn’t follow Fan Boyu, instead leaving the city for Shaotong Mountain.
…
Daoist Mingzhang was truly elusive, always nowhere to be seen, so Lu Zheng only brought back Yuanjing.
“What level of cultivation does that man have?”
“No idea.”
“No idea?”
“Exactly, that’s why we need more people to avoid trouble.”
“Besides me, who else did you call?”
“Just you and my family.”
Yuanjing was speechless, “You call this ‘more people’?”
Lu Zheng smacked his lips, sighing, “After all, it’s not confirmed yet. My cultivation isn’t weak now. If we go all out and call the people from the Anomaly Suppression Bureau, only to find he’s not a Yuansheng Cult sorcerer or someone I could take down with one hand, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?”
Yuanjing, “…”
Felt subtly insulted.
Lu Zheng continued, “My actions today might have startled the snake. If he makes a move, it’ll likely be tonight or tomorrow night. With you, me, Qingyan, Shen Ying, and the eighteen celestial maidens, that should be enough, right?”
Yuanjing nodded, asking, “Are we going straight to the inn to grab him? Could we accidentally harm someone?”
“That’s why I’m setting a trap,” Lu Zheng said, “We’ll set an ambush at the Liu residence.”
“Will he fall for it?”
“Let’s try!” Lu Zheng shrugged, “The longer it drags, the worse for him.”
“True,” Yuanjing said, casting a breath-concealing spell on himself, “I’ll head to your place first.”
Lu Zheng nodded, seeing Yuanjing off at the city gate, then heading to Peach Blossom Plain.
…
An hour later, he returned to the county.
At Renxin Hall, he saw Liu Qingyan and the others still at the clinic.
…
“That Mr. Fan might be a Yuansheng Cult sorcerer?” Du Yueyao said, shocked.
Lu Zheng nodded, “And he might show up tonight to abduct you.”
Du Yueyao blinked, calming her rattled emotions, waiting for Lu Zheng to continue without speaking.
Her composure pleased him, so Lu Zheng smiled, patted his gourd, and took out a jade token.
“This contains two century-old ghosts with strong cultivation. Take it.”
Lu Zheng handed the jade token to Du Yueyao, “Qingyan’s family hides their true nature with merit. Most people can’t see through them, and from Fan Boyu’s behaviour, he hasn’t either.”
This was one reason Lu Zheng dared to set an ambush.
“My senior brother, Shen Ying, and I will hide next door. Qingyan will protect you closely, but just in case she can’t react in time, keep this jade token for protection,” Lu Zheng said, “These two old ghosts will appear automatically if they sense foreign energy.”
“Mm, mm!” Du Yueyao took the jade token, nodding firmly.
Lu Zheng turned to Liu Qingyan, “Qingyan, act as you see fit, but protecting Yueyao is the top priority.”
Liu Qingyan nodded, then instructed Du Yueyao, “If he doesn’t act immediately, I’ll wait and act when the time is right.”
Du Yueyao nodded repeatedly, nervous but faintly excited, “I understand!”
It’s just an ambush, I get it!
Old Man Liu, watching the excited Du Yueyao, was speechless. I’m terrified, and you’re an ordinary person with no cultivation, yet you’re not scared at all?
…
As night fell, everyone went home.
After dinner together, Lu Zheng returned to his own house.
The eighteen celestial maidens stayed in the gourd, but Shen Ying emerged, casting a breath-concealing spell on herself, joining Lu Zheng and Yuanjing in Lu Zheng’s bedroom to wait.
“According to Lord Duan, the Yuansheng Cult sorcerer coming this time is likely formidable,” Shen Ying said.
Yuanjing nodded, “But it can’t be the Yuansheng Cult’s Saintess herself. If it’s just a sacrificial sorcerer, we should manage.”
The Yuansheng Cult’s most powerful figure is the Saintess, with the most formidable called the Saint Empress, the cult’s leader.
Sacrificial sorcerers guide the Saintess early on, assist her in the middle, and serve her later, their power limited.
The three sat quietly, time ticking by, the city’s lights going out, silence falling, only the chirping of cicadas and the rustle of wind through trees remaining.
He’s here!
Lu Zheng’s expression shifted, sensing a presence descend from the sky.
A master!
Lu Zheng silently opened the door, the three concealing their auras, slipping out quietly to the wall’s base.
But it seemed Fan Boyu hadn’t made a move?
What’s going on?
…
Meanwhile, Du Yueyao lay on her bed, too tense to sleep, while Liu Qingyan tilted her head, feigning sleep.
Touching the jade token in her bosom, Du Yueyao was about to take a breath when a low voice reached her ears, “Dr. Du, I am Fan Boyu, currently in the courtyard. Please come out to talk. Rest assured, I mean no harm.”
Du Yueyao gasped softly, looking at Liu Qingyan beside her.
Liu Qingyan’s breathing remained steady.
Du Yueyao’s eyes flickered, and she whispered to the air, “Um, can I bring Sister Qingyan?”
“Best not… Well, fine, you can wake her.”
Huh? This Yuansheng Cult sorcerer doesn’t seem like what Big Brother Lu and Sister Liu described?
Du Yueyao shook Liu Qingyan, who groggily opened her eyes, “What’s wrong?”
Liu Qingyan’s acting was flawless, sparking Du Yueyao’s own performance, “Sister, that Mr. Fan, the one with rheumatism, he seems to be a cultivator. He’s in the courtyard, says he wants to talk to me. I’m a bit scared, can you come with me?”
“Oh?” Liu Qingyan sat up quickly, “In the courtyard?”
“Mm, mm!”
“Let’s go see!”
For tonight’s plan, Liu Qingquan was sent to sleep in Old Man Liu’s room, leaving just the two women in the side chamber.
They threw on their inner robes, timidly opened the door, and saw Fan Boyu in hemp clothing, standing with hands behind his back in the courtyard.
“Mr. Fan,” Liu Qingyan pulled Du Yueyao behind her, asking clearly, “What do you want with Yueyao?”
Fan Boyu looked at Du Yueyao, his expression warm and gentle, “I wanted to ask if Dr. Du would like to take me as her master and cultivate for longevity.”
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