Chapter 48 - 43 Flying Thief Clues, Zhang Wu’s Wedding Banquet
Several hours later, as the sun set over the western hills, Lin Xuankong, known for his exceptional stamina, stood at the entrance of Sishui Street.
He glanced at the Black Tiger Gang banners hanging from storefronts along Sishui Street. I’ve searched most of Great Marsh Prefecture City; now, only the Black Tiger Gang’s territory remains unchecked! The search radius of the Manluo Demon Pearl is six miles. Its search efficiency far surpassed that of a Dragon Blood Dog. It was comparable to deploying dozens, even hundreds, of Dragon Blood Dogs, or tens of thousands of people searching at once! If Great Marsh Prefecture City weren’t a major city in the Great Xia Dynasty—second only to the Capital City Liang City and with a geographical area comparable to a first-tier city from his previous life—he would have finished searching long ago! The only thing that seemed to limit the Manluo Demon Pearl’s search speed was Lin Xuankong’s own running speed!
「Two cups of tea later, the moon hung over the willow tips.」
Lin Xuankong, wearing a bamboo hat and swiftly moving through Black Tiger Gang territory, stopped at a corner of the Qingshui Street junction, his right hand reaching for the Manluo Demon Pearl in his bosom. This was already one of the last remaining areas of the Black Tiger Gang’s territory.
Lin Xuankong looked at the moon above the wooden building beside him. If the Manluo Demon Pearl doesn’t react in the central areas of these territories, there’s only one possibility: the two Flying Thieves aren’t in Great Marsh Prefecture City. But I can only search the Outer City during the daytime tomorrow! The Outer City is, after all, fraught with danger. Although there are no demons near the twenty-nine towns of the Yin Talisman Sect, the Outer City territories of other sects and prominent families harbor demons to varying degrees. Venturing out alone at night, in the pitch dark, I might stumble into the hunting grounds of some powerful demons...
As he mulled this over, he quietly infused some Qi Blood into the Demon Pearl. To his surprise, the Manluo Demon Pearl suddenly reacted: fine Demon Grass sprouted from it, pointing west.
A flicker in Lin Xuankong’s eyes, and he quickly slipped the Wandering Dragon Exorcism Hand onto his right hand before leaping towards the direction indicated by the Demon Pearl.
Although Great Marsh Prefecture City had no curfew at night, it was still a feudal era. Aside from some brothels and pleasure houses, most commoners went to bed early, engaging in their sole form of nighttime entertainment!
At this hour, the streets were almost deserted. Lin Xuankong dashed along the bluestone road, his speed extreme. In just over ten breaths, he arrived near a wooden building with a spacious backyard.
Suddenly, a cacophony of sounds drifted from the distance.