As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

100 The Nameless

At the city gate, a few guards from the Flying Cloud Castle were checking the visitors one by one.

“My name is Yu Asheng. I’ve come from Great Cloud City to visit my relatives.”

Jiang Ming opened the wooden box and revealed his carpentry equipment inside. The guard inspected it.

“Kid, if you need any help, you can come to the east camp to find me!”

Carpenters were hard to come by in Qinglin City.

Jiang Ming quickly turned back and bowed, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

In a bustling tea house in the prefecture city, Jiang Ming ordered a large pot of the cheapest tea and drank it by himself while listening to the guests in the tea house gossiping.

“I heard that the Pei family suffered a huge loss a few days ago. The family head was intercepted by two first-class martial artists on the way out of the city and almost died. In the end, he only managed to escape with his life after losing an arm.”

“How is this possible? The Pei family has a close relationship with the Chen family of Jiangnan City, and the head of the Chen family, Chen Dongfeng, is a Dao Master. I heard that Chen Dongfeng killed two Dao Masters by himself last year, and everyone says that he is about to enter the Grandmaster realm.”

“With the Chen family as a backer, who would dare touch the Pei family? Could it be the work of the Nameless?”

“There’s a rumor that the Pei family had once set up a trap to kill martial arts geniuses from other families. I don’t know how, but this news was disclosed to those families by the Nameless, and they conspired to attack the Pei family’s head.”

“Is that so? No wonder. He’s despicable.”

“The Nameless is a terrifying organization. They can even get their hands on such secret information?”

Many people noticed the people behind this, and they could not help but be frightened.

In the past, the Nameless had relied on helping the Pei family to gain power. People did not expect the Nameless to grow so powerful that they could hurt the Pei family.

“Maybe one of us is part of the Nameless!” someone rolled their eyes and exclaimed with a chuckle.

The surroundings suddenly became silent. Although this person was joking, it still frightened people.

“W-what are you guys talking about?” a young man, who seemed to have just become an unranked martial artist, asked in confusion.

“You’re still young. You don’t have to understand everything,” a middle-aged man stroked his beard and said in an enigmatic manner.

Although the head of the Nameless had a good reputation among martial artists, he had always maintained an air of mystery. He did not reveal himself to the outside world. No one had ever seen the true face of the head of the Nameless. If they were to say anything incriminating here, they might be heard.

However, a man laughed and said, “What’s there to hide? I’m not scolding them. Today, I’ll tell you how powerful the Nameless are! It’s said that in the Nameless, there are three great leaders, Wu Yan, Wu Hen, and Wu Dao!

“Wu Yan is in charge of the intelligence network. It is said that she is the one who orchestrated the Pei family’s matter this time. Wu Hen is a master of assassination. He has killed more than ten first-class martial artists and has never left a trace. Wu Dao, on the other hand, is involved in both the underworld and the law. He travels between the revolutionary army and the imperial court, smuggling weapons and rations. He’s as rich as a country.

“Above them is the master of the Nameless, Anonymous. He once killed a first-class martial artist who was about to break through to the Dao Master realm with a single strike. No one knows how strong he is. It is rumored that he may be a Dao Master at his peak—or even a Grandmaster.”

Jiang Ming silently drank a big sip of tea. He was also very impressed with Miss Wang. It took some real skills for the Nameless to have such a reputation.

The Nameless might not be as ridiculous as they made it out to be, but sometimes, fame was power.

“Chen Dongfeng from the Chen family of Jiangnan City.” Jiang Ming remembered the Dao Master who stole something from the cave and ran away during the immortal encounter.

“A few years have passed, and he’s about to become a Grandmaster? He probably got something good!”

Jiang Ming finished his tea and left with the wooden box on his back. It seemed that his next stop had been determined.

However, he was not in a hurry. He would first sample all the delicacies in Qinglin City. Then, he would spend some time traveling. Finally, he would go and settle his business.

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Three days later, Jiang Ming carried the wooden box and walked slowly down the street. From time to time, he felt a strange gaze on him.

“Qinglin City is heavily guarded. No one can come in or out without the guards’ knowledge!” Jiang Ming’s expression did not change. He could clearly sense that the circulation of blood Qi in these people’s bodies came from the same source. It was from some low-level martial arts cultivation method that the Wang family had collected.