The path twisted and turned.
No one could have imagined that Chen Jiuyang, after surviving a near-death tribulation, would be apprehended by the Six Doors upon arriving in Longjing.
The intentions of the person behind this move were immediately clear to everyone.
It was an open scheme; within the confines of the law and regulations, no matter what Chen Jiuyang did, he would be disgraced. The opponent clearly did not want Chen Jiuyang to participate in the Martial Ranking.
This move was a devastating blow, excessively ruthless.
It must have been orchestrated by someone who had a chance to rank among the top five in this Martial Ranking.
Once they secured a spot in the top five and were granted a noble title, they would have nothing to fear, even from Chen Jiuyang's revenge.
The old man in the Zhongshan suit had personally made a statement, coupled with the aura of the Martial Ranking, and the fact that those who reached the finals were all prodigies and geniuses.
Every aspect of the calculation was meticulously designed to trap Chen Jiuyang.
"Hiss..."
Upon seeing through the scheme to entrap Chen Jiuyang, someone gasped in shock.
...
"What should we do..."
The Chen family patriarch was also at a loss. The opponent had apprehended Chen Jiuyang and brought him into the Six Doors within the bounds of the law.
Even if Chen Jiuyang was not released within forty-eight hours, it would still be within the law. Moreover, Chen Jiuyang had traversed a bloody path, and it was unknown if he had accidentally killed anyone. If the opponent seized upon this point, it would be even more troublesome.
The Chen family patriarch, Lin Buwen, Yao Qianhe, Elder Han, and others felt their hearts sink to the abyss.
This was Longjing; they could wield great influence on their own turf, but in Longjing, their status was not enough.
Even if they sought the intervention of Lin Yuexian's father, Lin Xianxing, a third-rank official, it would not suffice.
Not to mention that Lin Xianxing was currently abroad on official business and could not return.
No matter how they pondered, they could not find a way to break free from this predicament! They were truly in a desperate situation!
"Why... did it turn out like this..."
The Chen family patriarch's fingernails dug into his flesh, and he felt nothing as blood flowed.
Chen Jiuyang's women, Yao Zixuan, Lin Yuexian, Ji Lengyue, and Qiu Yihan, were all dejected.
Just as everyone was helpless and trapped in despair,
A young monk in a kasaya appeared before the Chen family patriarch and the others: "Amitabha, Patriarch Chen, we meet again."
"My master, Master Puhui, deduced through the I Ching that Marquis Xuanyang would face this tribulation and specially sent this humble monk to inform Patriarch Chen and the others that he will ensure Marquis Xuanyang is released from the Six Doors. As for what Patriarch Chen and the others should do, they should persuade that Sword Holder of Longjing to schedule Marquis Xuanyang's match as the last one in the first round. Only then will Marquis Xuanyang have a one percent chance of making it to the Martial Ranking competition."
"Really?!" Upon hearing the young monk's words, the Chen family patriarch and the women like Yao Zixuan's expressions changed dramatically, their eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"Amitabha, monks do not lie!" the young monk said, "Patriarch Chen, please hurry and find a way to contact that Sword Holder of Longjing."
"Otherwise, this one percent chance will be missed due to time."
"Time is of the essence!"
Everyone's hearts were suddenly suspended, filled with both excitement and anxiety.
"How can we contact the Sword Holder of Longjing..."
They immediately looked towards the elder holding the bamboo slip of the Martial Ranking on the high platform, their minds racing.
The Chen family patriarch looked at Lin Yuexian, one of Chen Jiuyang's women: "Yuexian, your father is a third-rank official. Previously, when Jiuyang fought Xi Butui, your father had invited this lord. Quickly contact your father and see if you can find this Sword Holder to discuss the matter."
"Okay!" Lin Yuexian's voice trembled with excitement.
...
On the other side.
"Amitabha!" Monk Puhui walked to a grand mansion in Longjing, an eight-entry, eight-exit courtyard, and said to the Six Doors constable guarding the entrance: "Constable, this old monk has something to request to see Lord Du!"
Du Manying!
He was currently the Chief Constable of the Six Doors in Longjing!
A third-rank official of the Dragon Country!
The constable guarding the mansion glanced contemptuously at Monk Puhui and said coldly:
"Scram!"
Since Du Manying was transferred to the position of Chief Constable of the Six Doors in Longjing, countless people sought to visit and curry favor with him daily.
Du Manying had issued a direct order to refuse all visitors.
Monk Puhui said: "Constable, this old monk's Dharma name is Puhui. I once planned the cleansing of aristocratic families with Lord Du in the Qinling Mountains. Now, this old monk has received very important news and must meet Lord Du. Please trouble yourself to inform Lord Du."
The constable sized up Monk Puhui for a long time, then hesitated and said: "Alright, I'll report to the lord. As for whether the Chief Constable will see you, I cannot say."
After speaking, the constable walked into the mansion where the Chief Constable of the Six Doors resided. After entering, he did not head towards Du Manying's bedroom but went to a corner, lit a cigarette, and sneered: "What kind of person dares to try and fool me?"
"Important news? Lord Du holds the position of Chief Constable of the Central Six Doors; every piece of news he handles is important."
After finishing the cigarette, the constable extinguished the butt and walked back outside the courtyard. He replied to Monk Puhui with a blank expression: "Old bald donkey, I have already reported to the lord, but the lord does not wish to see you. Get lost."
Monk Puhui's expression turned grim.
Although he had deduced that Chen Jiuyang would face this tribulation and had a solution, the only solution lay with Du Manying.
The one percent chance he told his disciple that Chen Jiuyang could make it to the Martial Ranking competition, and the remaining ninety-nine percent chance he would not make it, a large portion of that was due to his inability to reach Longjing in time to meet Du Manying.
Although Chen Jiuyang had defeated his senior brother Pushi, after the Qinling incident, Shaolin Temple had not let him off. He had been on the run all the way, barely managing to reach Longjing today.
Du Manying was a third-rank official, and although he could resolve Chen Jiuyang's tribulation, his position was too high, and it was not certain if he could even meet Du Manying.
"Amitabha!" Monk Puhui said solemnly: "Constable, deceiving this old monk with lies is useless. If you do not report to Lord Du, and the matter becomes serious, can you bear the responsibility?"
"You dare to threaten me?" The constable's eyes flashed with coldness, and he kicked Monk Puhui ten meters away. Monk Puhui, lacking martial cultivation, fell to the ground spitting blood, his eyes dim.
A fifth-rank official before a prime minister, could a constable before Du Manying be a simple person?
...
Martial Ranking Arena.
On the high platform, the Sword Holder of Longjing held a golden bamboo slip and listened impassively to the report from the person behind him.
"Such petty and underhanded dealings, to bring such matters to me for a mere nobody, who do they think I am?" the Sword Holder of Longjing said coldly with a blank expression.
"My lord, shall I reject them?" the person from the Sword Holder Legion behind him asked.
"Forget it." The Sword Holder of Longjing said with a blank expression, waving his hand.
"This minor figure is, after all, Lin Xianxing's son-in-law, and he has also contributed to the Dragon Country. If such an unfair situation occurs, it reflects poorly on me. Change Chen Jiuyang's match order to the last one."
"Whether he succeeds will depend on his own fortune."
This Sword Holder of Longjing held no particular favor towards Chen Jiuyang.