Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1189 586: Three Gates Opened Thrice_4

Go out and try.

No, if I wait to go out and find the technique doesn't work, it will be too late.

Prepare the "Thousand Mile In A Step" at home in advance, and take action as soon as you step out!

Li Banfeng brewed for a moment in the main room, feeling it was about right.

He took a big stride to the door, opened the Portable Residence's door, and closed it again behind him.

The technique didn't work, but Li Banfeng was able to easily open the door, which proved he still had a sense of direction.

Try again.

Li Banfeng walked around the table and headed to the door again.

No, being able to walk around the table proves the sense of direction is still there.

Hong Ying watched from the side, anxious for him: "Qi Lang, can you calm your mind?"

"I can calm it," Li Banfeng was anxious, yet his emotions were stable.

"Calming down is wrong, have you seen any Traveling Cultivator with a calm mind?" Hong Ying tied the rope around the Shadow, saying, "When you go out, you have to fight with desperation. This fire in your heart must be ignited!"

"Ignite?"

"Without a fire in your heart, how can your feet move with force? If they can't, then just stay home for a lifetime!"

Home and Traveling Cultivation is hard to balance, but the hardest part is the Mental State.

Li Banfeng opened the door and walked out with the Shadow.

Du Wenming moved slowly through the Wild Grass Marsh, every step taken with extreme caution.

He was probing the direction; he could sense the entrance was very close.

"What sound?" Mr. Kong Fang looked to his side, seemingly hearing some footsteps.

Bam!

A dull thud came, and Li Banfeng drove down the first chair leg.

Du Wenming followed the sound and saw a shadow flickering through the Wild Grass Marsh.

One person?

No, it's two!

Du Wenming didn't dare to act hastily, while Mr. Kong Fang quickly moved closer to the shadow.

Bam!

Another thud as the second chair leg was driven into the ground.

Mr. Kong Fang was startled: "This formation, she's back..."

Before finishing his sentence, another dull thud indicated the three points were completed.

Before Mr. Kong Fang could react, his body suddenly lifted off the ground.

His body floated in the air, completely out of control, and in an instant, he vanished without a trace.

He had been standing on the line connecting two points, precisely on the line that the Shadow intentionally guided Li Banfeng to create between Mr. Kong Fang's feet.

Seeing Mr. Kong Fang disappear suddenly, Du Wenming was at a loss.

Li Banfeng hid in the shadows, striving to control himself and waiting for his sense of direction to return, before dealing with Du Wenming.

Du Wenming could sense he was being watched, but could not discern Li Banfeng's location.

After a moment of stalemate, Du Wenming sensed a killing intent around him. He deliberately avoided the direction of Mr. Kong Fang and briskly moved northwest, trying to escape the Wild Grass Marsh.

He truly didn't expect that before the Array failed, no matter which way he ran, it was the wrong direction.

At the instant he crossed the Boundary, Du Wenming disappeared.

A fatigued Li Banfeng breathed a sigh of relief, sitting together with the Shadow amid the wild grass.

Whoosh~

A cold wind blew, rustling through the wild grass, intermixed with the sound of steam whistles.

Li Banfeng heard the Portable Residence laughing.

"Ah Qi, the three transactions have finally come together."

...

After resting for a moment, Li Banfeng quickly went to Fool's City. Sun Tiecheng wasn't home, nor was Gui Jianchou. Nobody knew when they would return.

Li Banfeng went to Changsan Book Residence and had the ladies go door to door to inform everyone that a great enemy was coming, and everyone needed to pack up and prepare to leave the city immediately.

The city was in chaos for a while, with men, women, and children running up and down the streets. Stalls selling cloth, calligraphy and paintings, and breakfast all packed up, and most of the shops closed their doors.

Li Banfeng was still thinking about where to send these people when less than half an hour later, Fool's City was calm again.

Each shop reopened for business, and men, women, and children strolled the streets once more.

Li Banfeng looked at Yan Qing'er: "What happened? Didn't you make it clear?"

"We made it clear, you told them to pack up, and they did." Yan Qing'er replied, shaking her head.

Li Banfeng observed the passersby for a moment, noticing an old lady hiding a cone in her sleeve, an old man holding a kitchen knife in his arms, and a middle-aged child clenching a sugar figure in one hand and a dagger in the other.

"I told them to pack and prepare to leave the city, not to go back and arm themselves!"

"Shopkeeper, we're not leaving the city," Yan Qing'er shook her head, "this is our home, we're not going anywhere."

Li Banfeng said, "Now's not the time to be stubborn, you have no idea who's coming!"

"Shopkeeper, we've all died once already; we're not afraid no matter who comes today," Yan Qing'er hid a pair of cones in her sleeves. "Last time we were caught off guard,

but today, you've given us a warning, and we are prepared. No matter who comes, we'll peel a layer of their skin off!"

Li Banfeng looked at the city gates: "The person coming today is on par with the City Lord. You really want to fight him?"

Yan Qing'er bit her lip, smiling slightly, "Shopkeeper, you should leave quickly, you're the hope of our Taoist Sect, and the hope of the City Lord.

When it's all over, you must come back to the city and see us. If I'm still alive, I'll sing for you, and it'll be better than anything Yan Hong'er and Yan Cui'er can sing!"

"Better than the two of them?"

"Mm!" Yan Cui'er nodded firmly.

Li Banfeng sighed and turned towards the city gates.

Yan Qing'er stood by the roadside, holding back tears, watching Li Banfeng's back.

She might never see Li Qi again in this lifetime.

Are they close?

They've only met a few times in total.

Is he really that good?

He'd only delivered a few pieces of clothing, a few pieces of jewelry, a few boxes of face powder and rouge. Didn't other Book Residence shopkeepers also send those things?

He also sent some food and drink, and a lot of the blood and flesh on her body was patched up with his help.

He doesn't laugh at them, nor does he despise them. He even said he would take them out for adventures.

How wonderful it would have been to have gone with Yan Hong'er and the others from the start.

He's gone, never to be seen again.

Yan Qing'er watched all the way, wishing she could keep the shopkeeper in her eyes.

"Gatekeeper, come over here," Li Banfeng called the gatekeeper as he reached the city gate.

The gatekeeper, a middle-aged man, approached and eyed Li Qi, then turned to leave.

Back then, he asked for an entrance fee but ended up being tricked out of a lot of money by Li Qi, and now he just wants to avoid him.

"Today, don't guard the gate. Bring your gear and wait inside the city."

The gatekeeper was stunned: "But that won't do, I heard there's a tough guy coming today, I have to keep an eye on the gate."

"It's because a tough guy is coming that I'm telling you not to guard the gate. Now go." Li Banfeng dismissed the gatekeeper, crossed his hands, and squatted straightforwardly at the city gate.

He lit a cigarette, took a few drags, and looked back at the men, women, and children in Fool's City.

He exhaled the smoke and glanced at the dense fog outside the city.

Mr. Kong Fang, Du Wenming, I can't beat you two myself, so I'll bring them along.

Since everyone's ready, come on. Let's see if you dare to show up.