Great Demon Leader: Start By Refining Flying Zombies

Chapter 36: Wanted Notice

In the territory of the Yan Kingdom, by the roadside tea stall.

Coincidentally, dark clouds covered the sky, strong winds blew, and heavy rain poured down.

Inside the tea stall, an old man in coarse brown clothes was playing with a broken abacus.

There was also a waiter with a linen cloth hanging from his hand, serving with a listless expression while holding an old tea pot.

A few customers, seeking shelter from the rain, were sipping the weak tea soup.

Suddenly, a man with a large knife at his waist smacked his lips and shouted, "Shopkeeper, do you have any fine wine here? I can't stand this damn tea!"

"Sir, unfortunately, we only have tea here, no alcohol," replied the waiter without even turning his head, as he wiped a table.

This attitude truly annoyed the man.

Bang!

The man with the knife glared with his tiger-like eyes, and his rough hands, seemingly trained in some external martial arts, slammed the table, shaking it almost to pieces.

The waiter's hair stood on end, and he turned around angrily, trying to show some courage. However, when he saw the menacing large knife, he immediately lost his nerve.

Under the gaze of the old man at the tea stall, he could only beg for mercy in a muffled voice.

"If you don't want to drink tea, you can leave and get soaked in the rain."

A nearby young man in fine clothes, disturbed by the commotion, let out a cold snort and spoke in a cold tone.

"Young man, are you challenging me?" the rough man squinted his eyes, and his hands reached for the hilt of his knife. He was a seasoned martial artist who had tasted blood on his blade and was ready to draw his weapon at the slightest provocation.

"You are indeed arrogant, but my sword is not to be underestimated!"

The young man put down his teacup, and with a clang, he drew out a half-bright sword from the table.

"This humble shop cannot withstand your disturbance."

Seeing that a fight, which was common in the martial world, was about to break out, the old man at the tea stall let out a long sigh. He then twisted two abacus beads with his withered fingers.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The two abacus beads turned into streaks of light and struck the large knife and the sword respectively, knocking the two weapons out and landing in the rain-soaked ground outside.

The rain quickly soaked the two weapons that were about to draw blood, and water droplets slid down the blade, splashing a few raindrops.

"This is... Innate inner power!"

The rough man widened his eyes, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. The hand holding the knife was still numb.

"So, there is a senior hiding in this place. I apologize for my disrespect!"

On the other hand, the young man's eyes brightened. He had just reluctantly made a move out of righteousness, and perhaps by a fortunate coincidence, he could establish a good relationship with this Innate senior.

Seeing that both of them had softened, the old man at the tea stall did not pursue the matter or show any favoritism.

He just shook his head and sighed, "In the martial world of the Yan Kingdom nowadays, it's always these disappointing juniors. I haven't seen a single one capable of great things!"

"Hehehe, old man, your finger-flicking technique is called 'Shadow Projection,' which reminds me of a famous master from the martial world decades ago."

In the deepest part of the tea stall, a middle-aged man in a gray robe calmly spoke, causing the old man at the tea stall to show a surprised expression. Someone actually recognized his technique, showing extraordinary knowledge.

Seeing that everyone was somewhat puzzled, the middle-aged man humbly revealed his identity.

"I am a storyteller of this generation in the martial world."

The storytellers of the martial world were a hidden sect in the Yan Kingdom, passing down their knowledge from generation to generation. They were well-versed in the extraordinary stories and events of the martial world. Their book, the Divine Weapon Catalog, was a list that countless experts aspired to be on.

Because being on that list meant becoming famous and achieving great success, it was a moment that every wandering hero in the martial world dreamed of.

"It seems that I also made it onto the Divine Weapon Catalog of the previous generation of storytellers, but unfortunately, I ranked at the bottom, far from those geniuses."

The old man at the tea stall's eyes flickered for a moment, appearing somewhat murky, as if recalling the storms of the past, the martial world that once belonged to him.

"Old sir, please do not underestimate yourself. Being able to achieve the Innate Realm is something that many martial artists aspire to but cannot attain. Moreover, you have also studied my master's Divine Weapon Manual. I believe you must have been a talented knight in your youth!"

The storyteller bowed respectfully and then changed the topic, saying, "Earlier, you mentioned that there are no outstanding young talents in the martial world of Yan Kingdom. However, I have some new information that might interest you."

"Oh? I would like to hear the details then. If it's good enough, I won't charge you for the tea," the old man at the tea stall said with a hint of excitement.

The rough man and the young man in brocade, who had almost started a fight earlier, sat back down quietly and listened attentively.

"In the current martial world of Yan Kingdom, there are three exceptionally talented young experts who have emerged out of nowhere. In just a few months, they have defeated several notorious sects with ruthless methods. They have eliminated all the major criminals and have become famous throughout the martial world!"

"Behind these sects, there is a common master, who happens to be the younger brother of the current Yan King and the Grand General, Yan Wuxie!"

As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, the people present frowned slightly because Yan Wuxie had a notorious reputation in the martial world.

"Is it the same Yan Wuxie who practices evil techniques and uses Yin to replenish Yang? He has captured countless female martial artists from the martial world because the replenishing effect is better for women. If anyone resists, their entire sect is wiped out!"

"Now that his subordinates, the Eagle Claw sect, have been killed, it's just karma coming back to him!"

The young man in brocade widened his eyes slightly. He came from a martial arts family and was well-informed. He showed a hint of satisfaction.

"And that scoundrel Yan Wuxie, if it weren't for the protection of the Yan Kingdom's Imperial Guards and his strong martial arts skills, he would have been killed long ago!"

The rough man also grunted, thinking that if he had the chance, he would immediately make a name for himself by killing this guy.

"Does Yan Wuxie have a ranking in the Divine Weapon Manual?"

The old man at the tea stall squinted his eyes and casually asked.

"Yan Wuxie is ranked third in the Divine Weapon Manual. He relies on his evil techniques to replenish his True Qi, which is said to have been cultivated for two hundred years. He practices a secret technique passed down in the Yan royal family, which allows him to control the elements of Yin, Yang, water, and fire. Even if thousands of arrows are shot at him, they won't harm him until his internal energy is depleted."

The storyteller sighed. The Divine Weapon Manual only considers strength, so even the most evil person can be included.

"But recently, Yan Wuxie has been forced to stay within the Grand General's mansion and dare not step out. Rumor has it that he can hardly eat anymore."

"What? Could it be the work of those three?"

"Yes!"

"How can the younger generation have such powerful experts? Could it be that the legendary heroes of the past have returned in disguise to rid the martial world of evil?"

"Storyteller, you haven't mentioned whether these three individuals have a ranking in the Divine Weapon Manual and what their names are!"

"Hahaha, based on their recent achievements alone, they have already entered the top ten of the Divine Weapon Manual. They are called..."

...

The casual conversation at the tea stall drifted away with the sound of the wind and rain.

Meanwhile, several kilometers away from the tea stall was the capital city of Yan Kingdom. The vigilant Imperial Guards patrolled the tall and solid city walls.

A sergeant held a stack of wanted posters and distributed them. Soon, the city walls and various places inside the city were covered with wanted posters depicting two women and one man. Apart from wearing masks, their figures and auras were vividly portrayed.

"Miao Yin, the Divine Swordswoman, Fei Heavenly Demon, and the Fire Ghost!"

"Anyone who captures one of these three, dead or alive, will be rewarded with ten thousand gold and granted a thousand households. Even if their whereabouts are discovered, there will be a substantial reward!"

At the city gate, a soldier in armor raised the wanted poster high and his voice carried far.

In the crowd watching the scene, a figure in a black robe suddenly emerged. His fingers were wrapped in faint golden light. With a slight press forward, he immobilized the soldier from a distance.

He walked forward, tore off one of the wanted posters, glanced at it, and approached the soldier. He took off his hat, revealing a hideous ghost-like face.

"Fire Ghost..."

The armored soldier trembled in fear.

"Who the hell taught you guys to come up with these nicknames? Why am I the 'ghost'?"

The man in the black robe cursed and punched the soldier, knocking him unconscious. Then, he lightly stepped forward, creating afterimages, and effortlessly bypassed the hundreds of soldiers who were closing in on him. He headed straight into the city.

The city walls immediately sounded the alarm, and several carrier pigeons were released, circling in the wind and rain as they flew in one direction.

(End of this chapter)