Dragon's Edge: Blood and Conspiracy: Dragon's Edge: Blood and Conspiracy, #5

By Rob Reynolds

When the seventeen-year-old Ling Feng was falsely accused of patriarchal murder and expelled from home, the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand suddenly resonated, and he realized that what his family had guarded for generations was not only the sword manual, but also the shocking secret that subverted the dynasty. From a despised bastard to an avenger with a magic weapon, he rose in the cracks of mechanical mechanisms and poisonous conspiracies. He not only had to uncover the truth about the tragic death of his parents, but also had to use the sword as a blade to cut off the mastermind behind the fate of the dynasty. This work will take you into a world where martial arts and political intrigues are intertwined, and see how the useless man breaks the situation with a sword and rebuilds the family's glory in the test of blood and fire.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rob Reynolds
• Release date: Jun 16, 2025
• ISBN: 9798231220908

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Chapter 201 Silver Talisman Blood Contract

### **1. The Mark of Redemption**

The snow in Pingyao City was mixed with coal dust. Ling Feng's fingertips brushed across the counter of the bank. The smell of tung oil seeping out of the rosewood grain was wrapped in the smell of rust. The Qi County magistrate who died suddenly three days ago, on the broken corner of the bill he tightly grasped before his death, the watermark coincided with the hidden pile map of the old Yellow River course in the Yu Gong Tu.

Sir, do you want to exchange money? The pendant of the glasses on the palm of his hand flashed a bronze tripod pattern, and the bill of exchange handed over was stamped with Zhangzhou Babao ink. Ling Feng gently brushed the face of the bill with tea-based water, and a string of river workers' names appeared in the faded cinnabar - this was the list of missing laborers in the Yellow River dike breach case half a year ago.

Cash in 100,000 taels. Ling Feng pushed over the silver note with the Western Region merchant seal. The dark plate on the counter suddenly flipped over, and poisoned iron abacus beads shot out like locusts. He turned around and used the bill as a shield. The moment the poison beads embedded in the bill, the watermark pattern actually absorbed all the poison, dyeing the abacus beads gray!

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### **Second, basement magnetic door**

At midnight, the cold wind in the bank's basement was biting, and Ling Feng's fingertips were wrapped around the lock of the bank. The bronze tripod pattern on the inner wall of the keyhole rotated when it met the silk, and the entire wall of the bank suddenly shifted - twenty-eight silver cabinets formed a river map formation, and the Persian colored glaze inlaid on the cabinet surface was absorbing moonlight to store energy.

Even the King of Hell cannot change Rishengchang's account!

A shadow flashed out from the gap of the silver cabinet, and a nine-section copper whip wrapped around the account book soaked in kerosene swept over. Ling Feng threw out the Western Region Star Marrow Powder, and the powder exploded into light mist when it met the reflection of the glass, and the copper whip twisted and deformed in the strong light. Taking the opportunity to open the silver cabinet, it was not silver ingots, but thousands of magnetic weights engraved with tripod patterns - these weights were vibrating at a specific frequency, remotely controlling the hidden piles of the embankment along the Yellow River!

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### **Three, Bronze Rain Breaks the Cauldron**

At three quarters past the hour of Yin, Ling Feng broke open the magnetic door of the main storehouse. The black-robed Nine Tripods envoy stood at the Eight Trigrams Dui position, and the Yellow River water vein map made of silver bricks under his feet glowed with blood. As the black robe waved, copper coins rained down from the secret compartment on the top of the storehouse, and each coin hole was embedded with a miniature magnetic tripod.

Business is your lifeline. Today I will teach you how to make your soul die in the exchange storehouse!

The copper coins formed a chain array under the control of magnetism. Ling Feng tore the bill and threw it into the air. The bill paper soaked in caffeine water spun when it met the wind, sucking the copper coins into a column. He stepped hard on the floor tiles, and the phosphorus powder from Xiangxi flowed into the money array through the cracks in the tiles. The phosphorus fire exploded when it met the magnetism, melting the copper coins into red hot metal.

The black robe fell out of the man's arms and Ling Feng stabbed the core with the dragon tooth abacus. The Xixia star pattern on the surface of the abacus resonated with the magnetic pattern, and all the silver cabinets in the warehouse exploded, and the magnetic weights were all turned into powder. A new contract outlined by gold lines emerged from the dust - each magnetic powder was engraved with the river worker's life-saving clause!

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### **Fourth, the ticket is spreading like wildfire**

The morning light penetrated the cracks on the roof of the reservoir, and Ling Feng stood among the ruins. The remaining magnetite fragments spontaneously gathered into a new stele, and the inscription on the stele reflected the Qing Nang Jing breaking the cauldron. He dipped the molten iron to add the last stroke on the top of the stele, and the Yellow River water vein map suddenly flowed on the stele, marking all the hidden piles of the dam that were tampered with by the Nine Cauldrons.

From now on, the exchange watermark is your life-saving talisman.

Ling Feng scattered the new bills of exchange on the streets. The bills appeared in the morning dew, and the dam safety map appeared next to the list of river workers. The corrupt officials in the crowd suddenly screamed - the magnetic weights they had hidden caught fire when they met the new contract, leaving the words worker pests on their palms.

The remnant of the Nine Cauldrons' black robe curled up in the ashes, revealing the secret agreement of Quanzhou sea merchants lining it. Ling Feng picked up half a Javanese copper coin, and the starlight in the coin hole pointed to the end: **The Ninth Cauldron is hidden in the dragon vein, and the day of burning the contract is the day of slaying the dragon**.

Outside the city, the bells rang, and the Western Regions caravan brought in the Dunhuang Xingsui Stele rubbings. Ling Feng dipped the rubbings into the tea-based water, and the developed Jiayuguan Beacon Tower map ignited a cold flame - there was buried the last medicine that would change the business vein: **The only copy of the Equality Agreement that was privately kept by merchants when Qin Shihuang burned books and buried scholars**.

Chapter 202: Beacon Tower Legacy

### **1. Flint Code**

The setting sun gave the rammed earth beacon a caramel-colored coat. Ling Feng curiously rubbed the saltpeter marks on the beacon wall with his fingertips, and his fingertips were covered with black particles - this was the ashes of the mixture of wolf dung and Western kerosene from the Qin Dynasty, which had not dissipated after thousands of years. The Dunhuang Xingsui Stele atlas copied three days ago showed that the arrangement of the beacon holes here was secretly in line with the five tones in the Book of Music.

Sir, are you here to explore ancient sites? The old soldier who was guarding the fire handed over a copper telescope. The bronze tripod pattern on the inner wall of the telescope flickered in the twilight. Ling Feng picked up the tea-based water and gently wiped the lens. The water stains outlined a small river map on the tube - isn't this the missing Hexi section in the Yu Gong Jiu Ding Kan Feng Tu!

Can you lend me a fire starter? Ling Feng aimed the telescope at the seventh flint hole. The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the tube, casting a spot of light with Xixia characters on the ground . The old soldier's face suddenly became ugly. A piece of poisoned flint slipped out of his sleeve quietly, and the Qin seal characters Lishan Gong were engraved on the stone surface - wow, it turns out that he is a descendant of the craftsmen of the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor!

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### **2. Rammed Earth Dragon Roar**

At midnight, Ling Feng pried open the bottom brick of the beacon tower according to the instructions of the light spot. In the pile of Han Dynasty bamboo slips, the fragment of Shangjun Reclamation Order wrapped in wolfsbane silk spontaneously ignited when it came into contact with air, and a bronze key appeared in the ashes. When the key was inserted into the hinge of the top of the beacon tower, the entire hanging wall of the Great Wall suddenly trembled, and the snow-capped peaks of the Qilian Mountains twenty miles away resonated.

Jiuding doesn't want a letter!

The old soldier led seven Qinqiang artists to break into the room, and the strings of the huqin in their hands glowed with the faint light of the stars. The moment the bow sounded, a low-frequency vibration like a dragon's roar came from the rammed earth of the beacon tower, and the silkworm silk in Lingfeng's sleeve suddenly broke - the resonance of the sound wave was disintegrating the molecular structure of the silk thread!

Chapter 203 Dinghai Merchant Needle

### **1. Mirage Accounts**

In the early morning of the East China Sea, Ling Feng stood on the reef, and the tide washed away the rusted bronze nails. In the Qin Dynasty pottery jar salvaged by fishermen three days ago, the navigation map developed with theophylline pointed to this place - the Xingxu Trench where Xu Fu's fleet sank.

Are you looking for an immortal?

Chapter 204: Golden Flow Cauldron

### **1. Spring Pattern Soul Seeking**

The Samarkand market at noon was filled with the aroma of cumin. Ling Feng's fingertips brushed across a pile of gold coins. The lion pattern on the Arab silver coin was blurred by the caffeine water, revealing the bronze foil inside. The river and canal map micro-carved on the foil matched the layout of the hidden piles in the Yellow River diversion case.

Would you like to exchange money? The Sogdian money changer handed over a scale inlaid with star essence, and a tray engraved with the pattern of nine tripods and gluttony. Ling Feng stacked three Byzantine gold coins into a tower. The sunlight penetrated through the holes in the coins and projected a Persian code on the ground - it was the missing tax stamp in the Equalized Tax Law on Xu Fu's ship.

I want this number. Ling Feng wrote the number in Xixia on the sheepskin. The merchant's pupils shrank suddenly, and a poisoned silver weight slipped out of his sleeve. The secret compartment at the bottom of the weight ejected a Daqin fire oil bead! Ling Feng turned around and threw out the fireproof canvas from Shuzhong. The oil beads condensed into a gel when they met the cloth, and then stuck to the bronze tripod bracelet on the merchant's wrist.

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### **Second, Qianjiaoyin Prison**

Chapter 205: The West Market is Bustling

### **1. Gulou predicts rain**

The darkness before dawn enveloped the West Market of Chang'an City, and the hustle and bustle was still sealed by silence. However, before the morning drum that symbolized the opening of the market was sounded, a figure shuttled through the streets like a ghost. This person was Ling Feng, who was agile and seemed to blend into the surrounding environment.

Ling Feng's fingertips lightly brushed the stone foundation of the Persian Mansion, which felt cold and rough. At this moment, a strange smell entered his nose. It was the smell of copper rust seeping from the cracks in the blue bricks, mixed with the strong smell of Western kerosene, which made people alert.

Three days ago, a Sogdian caravan secretly sent an urgent report: a mysterious spring deep underground in the market would emit a series of low ding sounds every midnight. The sound was like thunder, shaking not only the brothel in Pingkangfang, but also the wine chips in the hands of the guests.

Just as Ling Feng was lost in thought, a graceful Kucha dancer walked lightly in front of him, holding an exquisite gilded pottery in her hand. She smiled and asked, Are you here to look at the goods, sir? She leaned forward slightly and handed the pottery to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng took the cup and looked at the Sogdian characters engraved on the bottom of the cup. When he poured some caffeine into the cup, a miracle happened - the characters that were originally hidden gradually appeared. Upon closer inspection, these characters turned out to be the long-lost secret accounts of the Ministry of Revenue!

Chapter 206: Daizong Merchant Alliance

### **1. Tripod Market**

The morning mist at the southern foot of Mount Tai was wrapped in incense ash, and the copper bells under the eaves of the Dai Temple rang without wind. Ling Feng passed by the sacrificial stall, and his fingertips swept across the three-animal offering plate. The cold light of bronze tripod patterns flashed in the hollow eye sockets of the sheep's head. Under the altar was a yin deed wrapped in yellow silk. The corpse wax soaked in the silk softened when heated, revealing the sacrificial terms written in cinnabar mixed with magnetic powder on the inner layer - every transaction marked the merchant's birthday and death date.

I have just arrived some Siamese ambergris. Would you like to take a look at it?

The Sogdian merchant opened the sandalwood box, and the aroma wrapped in a rotten smell hit him in the face. The bottom of the box was covered with South Sea pearls, and the magnetic powder sandwiched between