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Ch 1: Thirteenth Level Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill

“This batch has a total of six third-rate martial artists, four second-rate martial artists, and three first-rate martial artists. You have to give me a good price.”

“Don’t worry, Demonic Sect Leader Su Daoxin’s Demonic Art is at a crucial juncture right now. They won’t offer low prices for these martial arts experts.”

……

Amidst a burst of noisy clamor, Jiang Chen laboriously opened his eyes.

“Strange, where am I?”

Just a moment ago, Jiang Chen was crossing the road when he saw an out-of-control mud truck crashing towards him.

Upon opening his eyes again, he had arrived here.

“Oh, didn’t expect there’s still one awake. Is your sleeping draught fake?”

Jiang Chen looked around. A dozen Jinyiwei warriors with sabers at their waists were lying haphazardly on the ground.

On the table were many overturned dishes and wine.

Just as he was feeling puzzled, a flood of mixed memories surged into his mind.

The next moment, Jiang Chen knew his current situation.

He had transmigrated, transmigrated to a feudal dynasty called the Great Ming Dynasty.

Unlike the Great Ming in history, this world truly possessed extraordinary power.

Mundane martial artist, third-rate martial artist, second-rate martial artist, first-rate martial artist, Acquired Realm, Xiantian Realm, Grandmaster Realm, Great Grandmaster Realm, Heaven-Human Realm, Dharma Aspect Realm, Martial Saint Realm.

Each difference in realm was like a different sky.

The original owner of this body was a Lishi in the Jinyiwei, with a realm of only a third-rate martial artist.

This time, he was following their superior, Li Chengqi, to pursue the Demonic Monk Jueming, who had killed dozens of people.

Unexpectedly, this Li Chengqi had colluded with Jueming, using sleeping draught to knock them out, intending to sell them to the Demonic Sect in exchange for cultivation resources.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen felt extremely sorrowful.

“Could it be that I’m going to die right after transmigrating?”

Just as he was in despair, a system notification suddenly sounded in his ear.

“Ding! Detecting that the host is about to encounter danger, do you want to immediately activate the Demon Subduing System?”

“System?”

“Golden Finger?”

“Oh my dear mother, you’ve finally arrived.”

“Tap tap tap…”

At this moment, Li Chengqi was slowly walking over with his saber in hand.

“Activate immediately!”

Seeing this situation, Jiang Chen immediately roared in his heart.

“Ding! System is activating… System successfully activated!”

“In view of the host binding the system for the first time, a newbie gift pack is specially presented, do you want to open it immediately?”

“Open it immediately!”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Thirteenth Level Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill!”

As soon as the system’s voice fell, an incomparably powerful force instantly poured into his body.

That powerful True Qi echoed in his meridians, blasting open all of his originally blocked meridians one by one.

Third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, Acquired Realm, initial stage of Xiantian Realm, mid-stage, late-stage, Great Perfection!

An unprecedented, powerful and shocking force quietly awakened within Jiang Chen’s body.

This force seemed to surge from the deepest part of his soul, and also seemed to be summoned from the endless void, filled with an ancient aura.

Within his meridians, surging energy was galloping, carrying a shocking power, as if it wanted to burst every meridian of Jiang Chen.

And under the surge of this energy, a shocking phenomenon appeared before Li Chengqi and Jueming, which was the legendary Dragon Elephant Chorus!

That sound was like it came from the depths of the ancient primordial era, with an unspeakable majesty.

It was as if a Divine Dragon was tumbling and swimming in his meridians, the roar of the dragon was deafening, full of endless domineering.

At the same time, a Giant Elephant stood tall in his bone marrow, the elephant’s roar was low and powerful, revealing endless power.

These two forces intertwined, jointly performing a shocking and magnificent picture in Jiang Chen’s body.

They echoed each other, and the sound reverberated in this inn for a long time, as if cheering for Jiang Chen’s transformation.

If it weren’t for the fact that breaking through to the Grandmaster Realm required the integration of all three hundred and sixty-five acupoints throughout the body.

Relying solely on the powerful True Qi of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, Jiang Chen felt that it was not impossible for him to break through to the Grandmaster Realm.

At the same time, Li Chengqi, who heard this sound, couldn’t help but stop his hurried footsteps, his gaze was firmly locked on Jiang Chen not far away, his eyes were full of unspeakable astonishment.

In this instant, Li Chengqi seemed to see something incredible, he felt that Jiang Chen in front of him suddenly became unfamiliar.

That unfamiliarity was so strong that he couldn’t help but wonder if he was looking at a completely different person.

Jiang Chen stood there, exuding an unspeakable temperament, which was a deep, mysterious, and powerful aura.

It was as if he had instantly transformed from an insignificant ant that could be bullied by anyone into a Giant Dragon that had been dormant for a long time and was ready to go.

Li Chengqi’s gaze swept back and forth over Jiang Chen, trying to find the reason for this change.

However, all he saw was Jiang Chen’s calm face.

Apart from that, there seemed to be no obvious changes in Jiang Chen.

Despite this, Li Chengqi could clearly feel the surging power within Jiang Chen’s body.

It was a powerful force that seemed to be able to destroy everything and conquer everything, making him feel a burst of palpitation.

Jueming also noticed something was wrong and strode forward: “What’s going on? What was that sound just now?”

“Ding! System mission triggered, kill the Demonic Monk Jueming, mission reward: Eye of Detection.”

“This person is a bit strange.”

Li Chengqi said in a low voice, with a hint of caution that was not easily noticed, he put his hand on the hilt of the Embroidered Spring Blade at his waist, and the carvings on the hilt seemed to be more vivid because of the tension in his heart.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, tightly locked on Jiang Chen not far away, his eyes full of vigilance.

Jueming also felt this unusual aura, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and a dignified look appeared in his eyes.

After walking in the Jianghu for many years, they had already developed the ability to observe words and expressions, and their perception of aura was even more exceptionally keen.

“Good eyes, sharp and vigilant, but… you are still going to die after all.”

Jiang Chen’s voice was as cold as the cold wind, with an unquestionable determination. He obviously didn’t want to waste any more words. As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his foot violently.

Only to see that under his feet, the hard ground seemed unable to bear the weight, and was instantly stomped into a spider web-like pit, dust flew, gravel splashed, and an invisible force emanated from it, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

Ch 2: Iron Head Skill? I Specialize in Beating Iron Heads

“How fast!”

Demonic Monk Jueming and Li Chengqi exclaimed almost simultaneously. They only felt a blur before their eyes, as if a residual image flashed past. When they opened their eyes again, Jiang Chen had already appeared before them like a ghost. The speed was simply beyond their imagination.

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered with icy coldness, as if capable of freezing everything. His figure was as steady as a rock, yet as agile as the wind. Every movement revealed an unspeakable power.

“Die!”

Jiang Chen shouted coldly, his voice filled with unquestionable killing intent. His right fist suddenly lashed out, carrying an overwhelming force as it smashed fiercely towards Demonic Monk Jueming’s head.

That fist seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Jue Ming cultivated Shaolin’s Iron Shirt Skill, an extremely rare hard skill that required enduring unimaginable pain and hardship to develop a body of copper skin and iron bones.

Beneath his skin seemed to hide the strength of steel. Even sharp knives and swords could hardly leave a mark on his body.

Unless one could accurately find his weak point—the only weakness in his entire body—even metal weapons would find it difficult to break through his defense.

And the hardest part of Jue Ming’s body was his head.

Due to long-term practice of the Iron Shirt Skill, his skull seemed to have been tempered a thousand times, becoming exceptionally hard. Even under heavy blows, it was difficult to suffer substantial damage.

Therefore, when Jiang Chen’s palm struck with overwhelming force, Jue Ming did not choose to dodge at all.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his figure as stable as Mount Tai, as if completely unconcerned about the power of this attack.

In his heart, he was rapidly calculating how to counterattack in the next move, how to use the flaw in Jiang Chen’s attack to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

“Crack!”

A crisp and ear-piercing sound of bone cracking suddenly rang out in the air, the sound seeming to come from the depths of hell, carrying endless chill.

Immediately afterwards, Jue Ming’s head actually burst open right before Li Chengqi’s eyes, as if torn apart from the middle by an invisible force, revealing the bloody scene inside.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Li Chengqi widened his eyes, watching this scene in horror, his heart filled with unspeakable fear.

Jue Ming’s body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair, as if at this moment, he truly realized the approach of death.

His head caved in, as if it had been smashed hard by something heavy. Fresh red blood flowed continuously from his seven orifices, staining his face in a mess.

The blood flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

Jue Ming’s body slowly stopped after hitting the wall. He collapsed to the ground, no longer making any movement.

His death was extremely tragic, making it unbearable to look at directly.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission and obtaining the reward Eye of Detection.”

“From now on, the host can use the Eye of Detection to view the Sin Points on everyone. The more Sin Points the enemy has, the more Sin Points the host can obtain from them. Sin Points can be used to upgrade the host’s cultivation methods, and can also be used for lottery draws. The more Sin Points spent, the richer the rewards will be.”

After receiving the System’s prompt, Jiang Chen only felt a heat in his eyes.

Then, when he opened his eyes again, a black number had appeared above everyone’s head.

And the number above Li Chengqi’s head in front of him was as high as 132 points.

Li Chengqi, who had just been full of enthusiasm and planned to join forces with Demonic Monk Jueming to deal with Jiang Chen, was instantly swallowed by fear after witnessing Jue Ming’s tragic death.

His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move a step. He just stared incredulously at the lifeless body of the Demonic Monk, his eyes full of fear.

“No… impossible!”

Li Chengqi muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly.

He could not accept the reality before him. Jue Ming, who had once been like a copper wall and iron barrier in his eyes, had fallen into Jiang Chen’s hands without any warning.

Fear spread rapidly throughout his body like a plague. Li Chengqi’s mind was blank, with only one thought constantly swirling around.

“Escape!”

He had to escape this terrifying place, away from this terrible man.

So, he turned abruptly and rushed towards the door, desperately, as if as long as he escaped from here, he could get rid of the ever-present shadow of death.

However, Jiang Chen’s voice pierced his eardrums like a cold sword: “Hmph! Want to escape?”

As he spoke, Jiang Chen’s movements were as fast as lightning. He casually picked up a chopstick from the table, and with a flick of his wrist, the seemingly inconspicuous chopstick shot towards Li Chengqi like an arrow leaving the string, carrying a whistling sound.

Li Chengqi only had time to let out a terrified scream before feeling a sharp pain in his knee joint.

The chopstick, like a precise sniper bullet, directly pierced his knee, causing him to lose his balance and fall headlong to the ground.

Pain and fear intertwined, causing Li Chengqi to almost faint.

He lay on the ground, clutching tightly at the wound on his knee, blood constantly seeping from between his fingers, staining his hands and clothes red.

Jiang Chen slowly walked up to him, looking down at him condescendingly, his eyes full of indifference and disdain: “Do you think you can escape?”

Li Chengqi trembled, unable to say a word. He could only stare helplessly, watching Jiang Chen approach step by step.

“No, don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!” Li Chengqi lay on the ground, clutching his injured knee tightly with both hands, his voice filled with endless fear and despair. Blood flowed continuously from his wound, staining his hands and clothes red, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air. The force of Jiang Chen’s attack was so great that it almost crippled one of his legs, and the pain almost made him faint.

Jiang Chen slowly walked up to him, squatted down, and stared at him intently.

His voice was calm and indifferent, as if stating a simple fact: “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you, as long as you give me the evidence of your collusion with Jue Ming, I will let you go.”

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Li Chengqi’s eyes. He looked up at Jiang Chen and asked in a trembling voice, “You… you really won’t kill me?”

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, his expression extremely sincere, as if comforting a frightened child: “Of course, I keep my word. As long as you are willing to cooperate, I will not only not kill you, but also help you heal your wounds and let you stand up again.”

However, although Jiang Chen’s words sounded so sincere, a cold killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This look was fleeting, but it was enough for Li Chengqi to feel a chill from the depths of his soul.

Ch 3: Small Revitalizing Pill

He hurriedly shook his head, “The evidence of our transaction is at my residence. Come with me to retrieve it, I absolutely won’t run away.”

“Is that really true?”

Jiang Chen stroked his chin, as if he was really considering his suggestion.

“It’s true, I definitely won’t lie to you. If I can’t produce it then, you can just kill me!”

Li Chengqi knelt on the ground and continued anxiously, “I also have one thousand taels of silver and three Demonic Blood Pills at home. I can give you all of these things, just beg you to spare my life.”

“It’s just that I haven’t been able to open my Governing and Conception Vessels for too long, and I was temporarily blinded by greed, so I did business with the Demonic Sect.”

Li Chengqi’s expression was sincere, and his tone was humble, as if he was really a good person who had made a mistake.

“Then lead the way.”

Jiang Chen’s voice was calm, as if he was really moved by Li Chengqi’s words. He waved his hand lightly, signaling Li Chengqi to get up.

However, Li Chengqi did not get up immediately. He lowered his head, and the broken hair in front of his forehead covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.

But just under those drooping eyelids, a hint of sinister color quietly flashed.

How could he just surrender like this?

Li Chengqi secretly calculated in his heart that if he was caught by the Jinyiwei and taken back, what awaited him would be endless interrogation and cruel torture, and in the end, it would still be a dead end.

“When I get back to the Capital City later, I must find a way to find my uncle, and then directly falsely accuse him of killing his superior, saying that he colluded with the Demonic Sect and plotted wrongdoing. Hmph, whether he surrenders or resists desperately, I can use the Jinyiwei’s hand to slowly play him to death, making him unable to live, unable to die!”

Li Chengqi secretly calculated in his heart, while showing a smug smile, as if he had already seen the scene of Jiang Chen being tortured to the point of wishing he were dead.

However, just as he was immersed in his own fantasy and became carried away with himself, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, as if he had been hit hard by something heavy.

The chopstick in his hand, like lightning, accurately and unmistakably pierced into the back of Li Chengqi’s head, and then gently twisted, and flew out with a burst of blood, and was firmly inserted on the wall of this wine shop.

Li Chengqi’s body suddenly froze. He widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Chen with disbelief, as if he couldn’t understand everything that was happening in front of him.

The corners of his mouth opened slightly, but he could no longer make any sound.

Jiang Chen looked at Li Chengqi coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

He clapped his hands lightly, as if he was disgusted that killing Li Chengqi had dirtied his hands.

【Sin Points +132】

He never intended to let Li Chengqi go from the beginning.

What a joke, how could he be willing to give these 132 Sin Points to others.

Asking him just now was just to get the evidence directly, so he wouldn’t have to slowly search his body again.

“System, open the personal panel.”

As his voice fell, a light screen of light blue color suddenly appeared in mid-air.

【Name: Jiang Chen】

【Realm: Peak Houtian Realm】

【Sin Points: 132】

【Martial Arts: Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill Thirteenth Level（Mystic Grade ━ Low Rank, Perfected, upgrading again requires 360,000 Sin Points）】

【Treasures: None】

Looking at the 360,000 Sin Points required to upgrade the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, Jiang Chen decisively turned his attention to the lottery interface.

“System, can I draw a lottery now?”

“Yes! The System Roulette is divided into six levels: white, green, blue, purple, gold, and red. 100 Sin Points can open a white lottery roulette once.”

“Then let’s draw a white roulette once first.”

Jiang Chen waved his hand and said directly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a white roulette appeared in front of him.

On this roulette, there are pills, cultivation methods, money, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and five blank areas. The probability of drawing each is one-fifth.

“System! Why are there still blank spaces on it?”

Jiang Chen asked with some doubts.

“Blank means there is no prize.”

“Damn! Isn’t this too much of a rip-off?”

Jiang Chen’s mouth twitched twice: “Will there also be blank spaces on the higher-level roulettes later?”

“Yes! However, the higher the level of the roulette, the smaller the blank area. The roulette level decreases by five percent for each level it rises.”

“Will it disappear when it reaches the golden roulette? Forget it, let’s not talk about this, let’s start the lottery first.”

Although Jiang Chen was helpless, he could only pray that his luck would not be so bad.

“Are you sure you want to start the lottery?”

The System’s voice sounded again.

“Start!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the roulette started to spin rapidly.

After a few breaths, the roulette slowly stopped.

And its pointer also landed on the position of the pill.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Small Revitalizing Pill, which can treat injuries after taking it, and increase the proficiency of any martial art by ten years.”

The next moment, a small wooden box appeared out of thin air, lying quietly in front of Jiang Chen.

His eyes narrowed, and he slowly took it in his hand with some curiosity.

The texture of the wooden box was simple and unadorned, and some strange patterns were carved on it, exuding a mysterious aura.

Jiang Chen gently opened the wooden box, and saw a black pill lying quietly inside, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance.

The surface of the pill was round and smooth, as if it had been carefully carved, exuding a faint black light, which looked quite extraordinary.

The medicinal fragrance was refreshing, making people feel refreshed, as if even the fatigue in the body had dissipated.

He carefully picked up the pill and examined it carefully.

There were some tiny lines engraved on the pill, as if they were natural, or as if they were carved by humans.

These lines were intricate and complex, but orderly, exuding a mysterious charm.

“I didn’t expect there to be such good things in the white roulette!”

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up, and he became even more expectant of the things he could obtain later.

After putting the Small Revitalizing Pill into his arms, Jiang Chen began to search Li Chengqi and Jueming’s bodies.

After a while, he found a total of eight hundred taels of silver notes, a few blood-red pills, and a booklet.

Just by smelling this kind of pill, one could detect that human essence blood was added inside.

Jiang Chen put away the silver notes, and put these pills and the booklet back into Li Chengqi’s arms.

This is not a good thing. Although the Demonic Sect’s things are useful, the side effects are unimaginable.

Jiang Chen has a broad road to take, so naturally he will not touch those things.

But in addition to that, he also found the antidote to the fainting powder.

This was a small nose-and-mouth pot. Jiang Chen turned it around under the noses of these Jinyiwei, letting them all smell it.

After about a cup of tea’s time, these Jinyiwei gradually woke up.

Ch 4: Conspiracy

Fortunately, Demonic Monk Jueming needed these Jinyiwei members for refining pills; otherwise, if they had been poisoned, they would have all died here.

“What happened to us?”

The Jinyiwei members groggily got up from the ground.

Jiang Chen pointed directly at Jue Ming: “Look who that is!”

“A dead monk? No, he is Demonic Monk Jueming!”

Only then did the others react, nervously gripping their steel sabers, their faces filled with tension.

They couldn’t be blamed for being so nervous. After all, the name of the Demonic Monk was too great. He was a Houtian Realm expert, and several waves of Jinyiwei had fallen into his hands.

“No need to be so nervous; he is already dead.”

Jiang Chen said calmly, causing everyone to look at each other in confusion.

Only then did they notice Li Chengqi, who had fallen to the ground, already dead.

“Commander Li is also dead!”

“Could it be that they killed each other?”

Wan Ping, a Second-Rate Martial Artist, said in surprise.

“But it doesn’t look like they killed each other!”

Just as everyone was wildly guessing, Jiang Chen said directly, “You don’t need to guess anymore. I killed them both.”

Hearing Jiang Chen’s words, everyone couldn’t help but be stunned.

“Demonic Monk Jueming and Commander Li are both Houtian Realm experts and well-known figures in the Jianghu. How could you have killed them?”

Ma Zhong, a First-Rate Martial Artist, retorted directly with disbelief.

He stared at Jiang Chen, his eyes full of doubt and disdain.

In Ma Zhong’s memory, Jiang Chen was just an unknown Third-Rate Martial Artist who usually bullied those weaker than him. How could he be a match for Li Chengqi and Demonic Monk Jueming, experienced Houtian Realm martial artists who had been in the Jianghu for many years?

Moreover, Jiang Chen claimed that he had single-handedly defeated these two Houtian Realm experts at the same time.

This was simply a fantasy, unbelievable.

Ma Zhong couldn’t help but shake his head, thinking that Jiang Chen was definitely bragging.

He snorted and continued, “Jiang Chen, I know you want to prove yourself, but you don’t need to make up such an outrageous lie, right? Do you think we are all fools? Would we believe your nonsense?”

“You don’t believe me?”

Jiang Chen’s voice was low and powerful, each word seeming to carry immense weight, making it impossible to ignore.

His gaze suddenly sharpened, like two sharp blades, piercing directly at everyone present.

Then, he casually struck out with his palm, the movement seemingly relaxed and casual, but containing astonishing power.

Powerful True Qi gathered in his palm, like a rushing river, surging and unstoppable.

With the movement of his palm, this True Qi directly blasted out a distance of two zhang, heavily impacting a thick wooden table.

With a loud bang, the wooden table was instantly shattered, wood chips flying everywhere, as if scattered by a gust of wind.

The entire room was filled with a strong sense of vibration, causing people to feel palpitations involuntarily.

Seeing this, everyone couldn’t help but take a step back, their faces showing horror and awe.

They had never seen such powerful True Qi, and they never thought that Jiang Chen would possess such amazing strength.

“True Qi Emission! You are a Xiantian Realm expert!”

Ma Zhong exclaimed, his voice carrying a trace of disbelief and deep shock.

He knew that True Qi Emission was one of the signs of a Xiantian Realm expert. Only a martial artist who had reached this realm could condense True Qi into such a powerful attacking force.

Everyone’s eyes were filled with astonishment as they looked at Jiang Chen, as if they were looking at a monster.

They had never imagined that this Third-Rate Martial Artist, once insignificant in their eyes, would actually be a Xiantian Realm expert.

“I think instead of focusing on this, you should first check what’s going on with these two. If I hadn’t saved you, you would probably all be dead corpses now.”

One of the Jinyiwei members, named Yang Gai, was burly and walked steadily. He stepped forward, his eyes like torches, carefully searching the bodies of these two fallen enemies.

Soon, his fingers touched a hard object. His heart stirred, and he quickly took it out.

It was a small booklet, its cover wrapped in dark-colored silk, making it appear quite mysterious.

At the same time, in another pocket, he also felt a small pill bottle, its body crystal clear, seeming to faintly emit a faint fragrance.

“Found it!”

Yang Gai’s voice was low and powerful. He quickly opened the booklet, and what came into view were dense words and charts, recording when and where they would be sold to whom.

His face instantly became a mixture of shock and anger.

“Damn it! This Li Chengqi wanted to sell us all to the Demonic Sect.”

He roared, the booklet in his hand trembling slightly with anger.

Yang Gai’s voice echoed in the empty room, each word like a heavy hammer, striking everyone’s hearts.

Upon hearing this, everyone gathered around, passing the booklet to each other, each person’s face revealing undisguised shock and anger.

They read the contents of the booklet, becoming more and more shocked. It turned out that Li Chengqi had colluded with the Demonic Sect, secretly plotting to sell them, these Jinyiwei Warriors, in exchange for pills for cultivation.

“What a beast in human skin!”

One Jinyiwei member said through gritted teeth, his fist clenched as if he wanted to whip Li Chengqi’s corpse.

In the Great Ming Dynasty, the Jinyiwei, as the emperor’s eyes and ears, wielded great power, making them fearsome.

However, behind this glamorous facade, the path to promotion in the Jinyiwei was extremely difficult, especially for the Warriors. It was incredibly difficult to stand out from the Warriors and officially become a member of the Jinyiwei.

Warriors were the lowest level in the Jinyiwei, responsible for carrying out various trivial and dangerous tasks, often hovering on the edge of life and death.

However, even so, the Warriors still harbored dreams, hoping to be promoted to Xiaoqi one day, thereby changing their fate.

Because once promoted from Warrior to Xiaoqi, it would mean a qualitative leap.

First of all, they could receive a precious Yellow Dragon Pill every month. The Yellow Dragon Pill, as a sacred medicine for cultivators, could help people improve their cultivation and strengthen their physique. For Warriors, this was undoubtedly a huge fortune.

Even more tempting was that after being promoted to Xiaoqi, they could also get a chance to enter the Jinyiwei Treasure Pavilion to select a cultivation method.

Although the Warriors could only choose Yellow-Grade Cultivation Manuals, this was enough to make them ecstatic.

After all, although Yellow-Grade Cultivation Manuals were only entry-level, for Warriors, they were enough to allow their strength to undergo a qualitative leap.

Ch 5: Commander Wu

In the Treasure Pavilion, the Jinyiwei warriors can choose suitable cultivation methods to practice, thereby improving their strength.

This is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for these warriors.

“Yes! Quickly report to Commander Wu.”

Wan Ping said excitedly.

Jiang Chen also knew that time was of the essence. He looked at the top of everyone’s heads and said to the two Jinyiwei with the highest Sin Points, “You, and you, come with me to report to Commander Wu. The others will stay here and guard, don’t let anyone approach.”

“Yes!”

Jiang Chen was agile. He walked out of the inn and leaped onto the steed that originally belonged to Li Chengqi. The horse seemed to sense that this person was not its master and began to act up.

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, and the aura of the Thirteenth Level Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was released. The terrifying aura, like an ancient wild beast, immediately quieted it down.

“Drive!”

With a shout, the steed immediately galloped, instantly taking Jiang Chen towards the Pacification Bureau.

Approximately an hour later, the sound of hooves slowly stopped in front of the Pacification Bureau. In the flying dust, Jiang Chen’s figure appeared particularly upright.

This is the center of power for the Jinyiwei, and also the place where these subordinates report important matters.

“Stop, what are you doing?”

Two guards wearing Jinyiwei uniforms, holding spears, blocked their path, their tone filled with unquestionable authority.

Their eyes swept over Jiang Chen and the others. Obviously, they saw that they were Xiaoqi and didn’t take them seriously at all.

Facing the guard’s inquiry, Jiang Chen did not hesitate at all. He calmly took out his identity token from his bosom, raised it high, and at the same time answered clearly and forcefully, “Jinyiwei warrior Jiang Chen, reporting an urgent military situation. Jinyiwei Zongqi Li Chengqi is secretly colluding with Demonic Monk Jueming, plotting wrongdoing. Please, Commander Wu, quickly go with us to avoid delaying the opportunity!”

Jiang Chen’s words were short and forceful, and in two sentences, he explained the seriousness of the matter vividly.

His voice echoed in front of the Pacification Bureau, attracting the attention of the surrounding pedestrians.

And when the two guards heard the names “Li Chengqi” and “Demonic Monk Jueming,” their expressions also changed slightly.

After a brief silence, one of the guards quickly turned around and ran towards the inside of the Pacification Bureau, obviously to report to Commander Wu.

Commander Wu, who was focused on handling official business in a room filled with documents, instantly turned pale upon hearing the report from his subordinate.

As if a gust of cold wind had suddenly blown through, the pen in his hand involuntarily fell on the table, making a soft “thud.”

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide, his lips tightly pursed, revealing an expression of disbelief.

He quickly strode out of the Pacification Bureau and sternly questioned Jiang Chen, “What did you say! Li Chengqi is secretly colluding with Demonic Monk Jueming?!”

Commander Wu was furious. He repeated Jiang Chen’s words in disbelief, as if to confirm whether he had misheard.

You must know that Li Chengqi, as a Zongqi in the Jinyiwei, had always been a loyal man in his eyes, but now he was suddenly accused of colluding with Demonic Monk Jueming. How could he accept this?

Hearing this, Jiang Chen clasped his hands, leaned his body slightly forward, and said again firmly, “It’s absolutely true! This subordinate saw it with his own eyes. Li Chengqi is not only colluding with Jueming, but also trying to sell out the Jinyiwei in exchange for Demonic Sect elixirs. Please, Lord Commander, quickly go with us to avoid delaying the opportunity and allowing the situation to further deteriorate!”

Hearing this, a look of decisiveness flashed in Commander Wu’s eyes. He took a deep breath, tried to calm his emotions, then quickly turned around and said to the two Xiaoqi standing in front of him with astonished faces, “Go and call Commander Zhou, Commander Wang, and Li Muqing over!”

“Yes!”

The two Xiaoqi immediately responded and left.

Watching the backs of the two Xiaoqi hurrying away, Commander Wu quickly turned around and strode towards the stable. From the neatly arranged steeds, he carefully selected a precious horse with shiny fur and extraordinary spirit.

Just as Commander Wu mounted his horse and was about to start his journey, hurried footsteps came from afar.

He looked up and saw the other three probationary Battalion Commanders—Commander Zhou, Commander Wang, and Li Muqing—were striding towards him, their faces full of anxiety.

“Lord Wu! Li Chengqi, he…”

Li Muqing spoke first, his tone with a hint of unease.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Commander Wu.

“Stop talking, I’ll know when I see it.”

Commander Wu understood Li Muqing’s feelings. After all, Li Chengqi was Li Muqing’s nephew. If it was really confirmed that Li Chengqi was secretly colluding with the Demonic Sect, then Li Muqing would also be difficult to absolve himself of responsibility, and might even be implicated.

“Hiss…”

Accompanied by a burst of rapid and powerful neighing, Commander Wu pulled on the reins, and the steed’s front hooves rose, steadily stopping in front of the dimly lit wine shop.

Following closely behind, Commander Zhou, Commander Wang, and Li Muqing, Jiang Chen and others also reined in their horses. Their eyes were like torches, their expressions solemn, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

“Chuā!”

The light of the torches cut through the night, illuminating the area around the wine shop as if it were daytime.

It was almost night, and on the street outside the wine shop, several torches were raised high, illuminating everything in the night clearly.

Commander Wu’s face was gloomy, like dark clouds pressing down. He pursed his lips tightly, not saying a word, but strode into the wine shop.

“Lord!”

The Jinyiwei warriors inside the wine shop bowed and saluted upon seeing the arrival of Commander Wu and others, their voices uniform, revealing the respect in their hearts.

Commander Wu just nodded slightly, signaling them not to be too polite, and then his eyes swept around like torches.

Wu Tao’s gaze fell on the two corpses on the ground.

He slowly squatted down and carefully examined Jueming’s wounds.

Under the illumination of the torches, Jueming’s wounds appeared particularly hideous, bloody, as if he had been stepped on the head by an elephant.

Commander Wu’s brow furrowed, his heart filled with doubt.

“What overbearing True Qi!”

Wu Tao’s brow furrowed, his tone revealing undisguised shock.

He knew very well that Jueming, as a Shaolin disciple, not only had profound True Qi cultivation, but his physical body had also been tempered countless times, as tough as iron. Ordinary people could not hurt him at all.

However, the corpse in front of him told him that Jueming had been struck in the head with a palm, its power astonishing.

“To be able to directly smash his head into this state with one palm, frankly speaking, I can’t do it.”

Wu Tao stood up, his eyes swept over everyone present, and he asked sternly, “Who killed him?”

Ch 6: Azure Dragon Envoy, Meng Wangjin

“Reporting, Battalion Commander, it’s me.”

Jiang Chen stepped forward and responded directly. His voice was calm, without the slightest hesitation.

The Jinyiwei is a place where things get done, and strength is respected.

A Xiaoqi only needs enough merit, but to go higher requires sufficient strength.

For example, a Zongqi must be at least a Houtian martial artist, a Shi Baihu and Battalion Commander require Xiantian martial artists, a Deputy Commander requires Grandmaster Realm cultivation, and a Commander requires Great Grandmaster Realm cultivation.

And the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise Four Garrison Commanders must be at the Heaven-Human Realm to be appointed.

As for the two Deputy Commanders and the legendary Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, no one knows what their cultivation levels are.

He only knew that it was because of the existence of these Jinyiwei experts that the four sects and six schools in the martial world, as well as those with ulterior motives and those who were ready to make trouble, did not dare to easily provoke the imperial court’s authority, let alone attempt to subvert the peace of the world’s people.

They were like the imperial court’s sharp sword, hanging above the Jianghu, making those with malicious intentions fearful, thereby ensuring the stability of imperial power and the peace of the world.

In the Jinyiwei, a world where strength is respected, strength is everything.

With enough strength, one can soar to the top and become someone above all others.

Everyone here is working tirelessly to improve their strength, because they know that only with strong strength can they gain a foothold in the Jinyiwei, and only then can they win a place for themselves in this treacherous imperial court.

Therefore, Jiang Chen never intended to hide his strength. He knew that in this world where strength is respected, only by showing his true strength can he gain the respect of others.

As for what exactly happened to him that allowed him to leap from a Third-Rate Martial Artist to a Xiantian Realm expert, that was his own secret.

The unspoken rule of the martial world is that anyone who asks about your secrets becomes your mortal enemy.

Wu Tao did not dwell too much on the issue of Jiang Chen’s strength, but with piercing eyes and a serious expression, asked: “Did you find any evidence? Something that can prove that Jue Ming was indeed killed by Jiang Chen, or clues pointing to other murderers?”

His voice echoed in the silent air, with an undeniable authority.

He knew that the Jinyiwei could handle cases without evidence, but that was for outsiders.

But when dealing with their own people, they must never listen and believe blindly, only looking at one side of the story.

Otherwise, once people’s hearts are scattered, the team will be difficult to lead.

“Yes!”

Jiang Chen’s voice was firm and powerful. He immediately took out a manual from his chest, the same manual he had searched from Li Chengqi.

He presented it with both hands, a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Wu Tao took the manual, his brow furrowed, and began to read it carefully.

His eyes wandered between the lines, occasionally letting out a low hum, obviously shocked by the contents of the manual.

As he read further, his face became more and more gloomy, and anger burned in his chest.

“Damn son of a b*tch!”

Wu Tao finally couldn’t help but roar, and slammed the booklet hard on Li Muqing’s face.

The cover of the booklet was slightly curled from the impact, and the pages were scattered all over the ground, as if telling the crimes committed by Li Chengqi.

Li Muqing’s face turned pale instantly, and he trembled as he picked up the booklet from the ground, his eyes full of horror.

“Look, look at what your good nephew has done!”

Wu Tao’s voice was cold and angry. He pointed to the booklet on the ground and said to Li Muqing: “No wonder those Lishi who went out to perform tasks died completely every time. It turns out he sold them to the Demonic Sect! Don’t tell me you don’t know anything about this!”

Li Muqing’s face turned red, as if roasted by a raging fire, but he couldn’t say a word.

“This… I really don’t know.”

Li Muqing finally squeezed out these few words with difficulty, his voice low.

He knew that no matter how he defended himself, he could not change the facts before him.

After all, in their eyes, the Jinyiwei Lishi were just “temporary workers” who could be replaced at any time, and they didn’t even have death benefits.

How could he possibly ask about such trivial matters one by one?

Wu Tao looked at Li Muqing coldly, his eyes full of disappointment.

“Take the body back. I want to investigate thoroughly to see how many of these scumbags are still in our Jinyiwei!”

As Wu Tao’s voice fell, several Jinyiwei Lishi quickly stepped forward, picked up the body from the ground, and placed it on the horse outside the inn.

Their movements were swift, as if they were used to this kind of thing.

……

The shopkeeper and staff of this inn were all silenced by Li Chengqi and his men.

After the Jinyiwei left, the entire inn fell into a deathly silence.

A man with a sinister face strode into it.

He casually picked up a plate of food from the table and smelled it: “The sleeping drug was clearly put in, how could it have failed?”

“Bang!”

Throwing the plate away casually, the man came to the table that Jiang Chen had smashed.

“What overbearing True Qi, who did this?”

After thinking for a moment, he sneered: “No matter who it is, anyone who dares to ruin the affairs of our Holy Cult must die!”

After saying that, he strode towards the direction of the Capital City.

……

The next morning, as the sky had just begun to turn light, Jiang Chen had already arrived at the gate of the Garrison.

Inside the Garrison, most of the Jinyiwei had already come after hearing the news. They were either standing or sitting, discussing among themselves, and the entire plaza was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Li Chengqi’s matter was like a blockbuster, causing an uproar within the Jinyiwei.

The crimes he committed had an unprecedented impact on the reputation of the Jinyiwei Eastern Pacification Bureau.

At this moment, Meng Wangjin, the Azure Dragon Envoy of the Four Garrison Commanders, appeared like a bolt of lightning at a high point in the Garrison.

He was wearing a gorgeous official uniform, with an Azure Dragon Jade Pendant symbolizing his identity at his waist, standing there as straight as a gun, quietly watching the Jinyiwei in front of him.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through everyone’s heart.

Meng Wangjin’s arrival made the atmosphere of the entire Garrison even more tense.

Jiang Chen glanced at him, and couldn’t help but change his expression.

Because above Meng Wangjin’s head, there was a number.

However, this number was not black, but a glittering golden color.

“Black is Sin Points, could the golden number be Merit Points?”

Jiang Chen touched his chin, and couldn’t help but think.

Ch 7: The Position of Probationary Battalion Commander

Inside the ancient and solemn Pacification Bureau *Yamen* in the West District of the Capital City, after all the Jinyiwei had arrived, the entire space seemed to freeze, so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard clearly.

Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the roof, dappling the bluestone floor, adding a touch of solemnity to this dignified occasion.

Meng Wangjin’s face was stern, his eyes as sharp as a hawk’s, as if he could see through the deepest secrets of people’s hearts.

He stood on the high platform, coldly surveying the Jinyiwei standing upright below, his gaze seeming to penetrate all disguises, reaching the depths of everyone’s soul.

“Last night.”

Meng Wangjin’s voice was deep and powerful, each word striking the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer: “A shocking thing happened within our Jinyiwei.”

His tone was full of unquestionable authority and anger, instantly dropping the atmosphere in the entire plaza to freezing point.

The Jinyiwei exchanged glances, secretly speculating about Meng Wangjin’s next words.

Li Muqing stood in the crowd, his face pale, his forehead beaded with fine sweat, his hands clenched into fists, so nervous that he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

When Meng Wangjin mentioned “last night,” a strong premonition surged in his heart, a premonition that loomed over his mind like a dark cloud, making it almost impossible to breathe.

He lowered his head, not daring to meet Meng Wangjin’s sharp gaze, a trace of panic flashing across his face.

“Zongqi Li Chengqi, as a member of our Jinyiwei, should have conscientiously fulfilled his duties, safeguarding the Imperial Court’s peace, but instead colluded with the Demonic Sect, betrayed his faith, and sold out his Jinyiwei colleagues. His behavior is heinous and unforgivable!”

Meng Wangjin’s voice echoed in the plaza, each word striking the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer.

His eyes were filled with anger, as if he felt heartbroken by Li Chengqi’s betrayal.

“However, the net of heaven has large meshes, but it lets nothing through. Fortunately, Lishi Jiang Chen saw through Li Chengqi’s scheme and killed him, eliminating a scourge for our Jinyiwei.”

Meng Wangjin’s tone revealed a hint of approval as he said this.

He looked at Jiang Chen, his eyes flashing with admiration.

Then, his tone changed, and his gaze became stern as he looked at Li Muqing, saying in a deep and powerful voice, “Li Muqing, Li Chengqi is your nephew and also your subordinate. As his elder and superior, you should have strictly disciplined him, preventing him from going astray. However, you failed to discipline him, allowing him to run amok and even shielding his crimes. Your actions are equally blameworthy!”

Li Muqing’s face instantly turned pale, and he lowered his head, not daring to meet Meng Wangjin’s gaze.

“Therefore, I have decided to deduct one year of your official salary, demote you to Xiaoqi, and you will not be promoted within three years. Do you have any complaints?”

“This humble one dares not!”

Li Muqing’s voice trembled slightly, as he knew that Meng Wangjin was in a state of great anger at this moment, and any explanation would only add fuel to the fire, plunging himself into a deeper predicament.

Meng Wangjin’s gaze moved away from Li Muqing like a sharp sword, turning to Jiang Chen.

His eyes held both admiration and expectation.

“Jiang Chen.”

Meng Wangjin’s voice was deep, each word filled with majesty: “You killed Demonic Monk Jueming and rooted out the mole for the Jinyiwei, which is a great achievement. Now, you will replace Li Muqing’s position. Do you have the confidence?”

“Yes!”

Jiang Chen immediately stepped forward, his voice strong and powerful, as if it could pierce through the clouds, showing his inner confidence.

His eyes were bright, looking directly at Meng Wangjin, as if he was using his actions to prove that he was absolutely capable of taking on this new position and would not fail Meng Wangjin’s expectations.

Meng Wangjin looked at Jiang Chen’s firm eyes and smiled slightly, saying, “Well! Do a good job and don’t disappoint me.”

After saying this, Meng Wangjin lightly tapped his feet, and his whole person seemed to transform into a stream of light, soaring into the sky and then disappearing into the clouds.

Although his figure disappeared, his voice seemed to still echo in the air.

Jiang Chen looked at this scene, filled with envy.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing with longing.

He had heard that only by reaching the Heaven-Human Realm and passing the Decline of the Five Signs of Heaven tribulation could one fly through the air like an immortal.

He wondered when he would be able to do this.

Li Muqing looked at Jiang Chen, a sinister look flashing in his eyes.

He had clearly done nothing, yet his position had been taken away by someone else. How could he not be angry?

But now he dared not have any complaints, otherwise Meng Wangjin might really take action to clean up the house.

Wu Tao walked over and nodded to Jiang Chen: “I didn’t expect Lord Meng to directly promote you to Probationary Battalion Commander. I see that your steps are steady and your cultivation is not shallow. If you make some more contributions in the future, the position of Battalion Commander will definitely be yours.”

“Lord Wu is too kind!”

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said humbly.

Although he also had this confidence, he still had to give the due respect.

“By the way! You need to be careful recently. The people of the Demonic Sect have a very strong desire for revenge. If they know that you ruined their good deeds, they will definitely take revenge on you.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Lord.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jiang Chen strode out of the Pacification Bureau.

Since the Jinyiwei uniforms in this world are all custom-made, his identity token and official uniform would not be sent down until three days later.

Jiang Chen was not in a hurry. At this moment, the Jinyiwei warriors who had been drugged along with him surrounded him.

“Congratulations, Lord Jiang!”

The Jinyiwei warriors stepped forward one after another, their voices filled with sincere congratulations, but also mixed with a trace of imperceptible desire and anticipation.

They knew that Jiang Chen’s promotion not only meant the elevation of his personal status, but also meant that they would have the opportunity to become Jiang Chen’s subordinates, working together for the Imperial Court.

In the Jinyiwei, a system with strict hierarchy, the power of a Probationary Battalion Commander can indeed be considered very great.

He can not only choose three Zongqi himself, but also choose fifty Xiaoqi as his subordinates.

This meant that Jiang Chen now held three Zongqi quotas and fifty official quotas, and the allocation of these quotas would directly affect their future fate and prospects.

Ch 8: Unexpected Joy

Of course, Jiang Chen also understood that if the people he chose were too inferior, the Battalion Commander also had the power to refuse.

Therefore, he had to act cautiously, but generally speaking, Battalion Commanders would not be so uncooperative.

However, Jiang Chen was also clear in his heart that although these Jinyiwei Warriors were loyal and reliable, at most they could only help him run errands and handle some daily trivial matters.

Their cultivation was too weak to become effective assistants in battle, and they could not play any key role.

But even so, Jiang Chen did not despise them because of this, because he knew very well that everyone had their value, and as long as they were used well, they could play an unexpected role.

“Let’s go, everyone, today I’m the host, we won’t go home until we’re drunk!”

Jiang Chen shouted loudly, his voice filled with a kind of boldness.

His words were like a warm current, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of these Jinyiwei Warriors.

They responded one after another, their faces filled with excited smiles.

In this world where gold, silver, and copper coins were the main currency, silver was undoubtedly extremely precious and valuable.

According to the conversion rules of this world, one tael of silver was equal to a full thousand copper coins.

The Capital City was the heart of the Great Ming Dynasty, the most prosperous city in the entire Great Ming, and prices were naturally rising.

However, even in the Capital City with such high prices, five taels of silver was enough for a family of three to cover their food, clothing, and expenses for a year.

However, when Jiang Chen searched Li Chengqi and Jue Ming and found a full eight hundred taels of silver notes, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy in his heart.

It should be known that this was not a small amount, but a huge sum of money that was enough to make many people jealous and excited.

Eight hundred taels of silver was almost an astronomical figure for ordinary people.

His group arrived in a mighty manner at the largest Wine Shop in the West City District—Gathering Heroes Pavilion.

The place was luxuriously decorated, with guests like clouds, and it was one of the top-end Wine Shops in the Capital City.

They found a spacious private room, ordered a large table full of wine and dishes, and began to taste them.

At the table, twelve Jinyiwei Warriors toasted Jiang Chen one after another, their words full of flattery, and their faces full of ingratiation.

Jiang Chen accepted with pleasure, unceremoniously enjoying their flattery.

He knew very well that this was also a means of winning people’s hearts.

As a superior, if one always behaved with high moral character and never smiled, then subordinates would often feel greatly pressured and difficult to approach.

And appropriately accepting subordinates’ flattery and ingratiation could narrow the distance between each other.

By the time the banquet ended, it was already noon.

Jiang Chen’s True Qi was strong, so some ordinary Huadiao Wine would naturally not have any effect on him.

After saying goodbye to everyone, he came to the street and began to observe the Sin Points above people’s heads.

The Sin Points of most people on this street were only 1-2. Those with more than 3 could basically have their ferocity seen on their faces.

For example, some Martial World People holding swords had Sin Points that even reached a dozen.

“Even if I kill all these people, I’m afraid I won’t be able to gather enough for one Lottery Draw opportunity, right?”

Jiang Chen observed the pedestrians on the street, and a sense of disappointment rose in his heart.

Just at this moment, a number appeared in Jiang Chen’s field of vision, and he immediately stopped.

This was a middle-aged man with an extremely ordinary appearance. His face was not outstanding, and it could even be said to be unremarkable.

However, upon closer inspection, it could be found that this person’s complexion was slightly gloomy, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable.

But even so, if only looking at the appearance, he was still just an ordinary Martial World Person without any noteworthy characteristics.

But the number above his head betrayed his identity.

“369!”

This number made Jiang Chen’s heart flutter.

If he were to kill him, then he would at least be able to obtain three Lottery Draw opportunities.

Just at this moment, this person’s gaze also looked towards Jiang Chen.

But he only took one look before turning around and leaving in a hurry.

How could Jiang Chen easily let go of this prey?

He tightly locked onto the other party’s figure, his footsteps light and swift, closely following behind him, maintaining a certain distance to avoid being noticed by the other party.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, like a hunter and prey in pursuit, shuttled through the streets intertwined with prosperity and silence.

As the journey deepened, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around, and the environment became more and more remote.

Finally, they came to an extremely remote place, where there was silence all around, with only occasional insect chirps and wind sounds.

At a dark corner, this mysterious figure stopped, did not continue to move forward, but slowly drew the Longsword from his waist.

The blade flashed with a cold light, like a venomous snake about to be unsheathed, coldly staring at the place around the bend, waiting for the person who dared to follow him to reveal a flaw and give a fatal blow.

Jiang Chen did show up, and this person’s figure flashed, like a black lightning bolt, and the Longsword in his hand brought up an extremely fierce Sword Qi, and he slashed with his sword.

This sword was stable, accurate, and ruthless, and every ounce of strength was concentrated to the extreme, as if vowing to behead the enemy in front of him with one sword.

However, Jiang Chen’s reaction speed far exceeded the other party’s expectations.

Faced with this thunderous blow, his figure did not move, but two fingers were gently raised, making an elegant movement like plucking a flower.

Just as the Longsword was about to touch his skin at the critical moment, his two fingers steadily pinched the tip of the sword, freezing this sword that was enough to split mountains and rocks in mid-air.

“Innate Realm!”

The man’s face changed suddenly, and a trace of unbelievable horror flashed in his eyes.

It should be known that experts of the Innate Realm were already rare in the Jianghu. He never expected that this seemingly ordinary young man actually possessed the cultivation of the Innate Realm.

He immediately wanted to pull back the Longsword in his hand, attempting to break free from Jiang Chen’s control.

But Jiang Chen exerted a little force with his fingertips, and like destroying dry weeds, he violently shattered the Longsword in his hand.

Only a loud “clang” was heard, and the Longsword turned into countless fragments, splashing in all directions.

And that powerful force was transmitted along the sword to his arm, causing his entire arm to feel a burst of soreness and numbness, almost losing consciousness.

“Withdraw!”

Faced with Jiang Chen’s unfathomable strength, this person’s heart was already filled with despair.

He knew very well that the enemy in front of him was by no means someone he could match. Continuing to entangle would only be humiliating himself, and he might even lose his life.

So, he made a decisive decision, attempting to turn around and escape from this dangerous place.

Ch 9: Brutal Killing

However, how could Jiang Chen let him escape so easily?

His eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he had seen through the other party’s intentions.

Just then, he flicked his finger, and a streak of silver light suddenly flashed a few times in the air, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

“Chuā!”

Accompanied by a subtle sound of air being pierced, the silver light instantly penetrated the man’s thigh.

Jiang Chen did not use his full strength for this strike, but even so, it was enough to render the other party unable to move.

“Ah!”

The man screamed, feeling a sharp pain coming from his thigh, instantly sweeping through his whole body.

His body trembled involuntarily, and then he fell powerlessly to the ground.

He tried to struggle, but the wound on his thigh kept sending waves of pain, making it impossible for him to stand up.

Jiang Chen slowly walked to his side, looking down at him condescendingly.

“I ask, you answer. If you answer incorrectly, I will let you experience the eighteen tortures of the Jinyiwei.”

“Yes!”

He nodded in terror, his face filled with panic.

“What’s your name?”

“My name is Han Yong!”

“How many people have you killed before?” Jiang Chen asked him coldly.

He now urgently wanted to know what the relationship was between sin points and killing people.

How many sin points would he gain from killing a person, one point, or ten points?

“I, I haven’t killed anyone.”

Han Yong’s eyes flickered, trying to cover up his crimes with sophistry.

His voice trembled slightly, obviously his heart was full of fear.

He knew that the enemy he was facing was no small matter, and once he fell into the other party’s hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, Jiang Chen had no interest in listening to his sophistry.

He looked at Han Yong indifferently, not wanting to waste any more time with Han Yong, so he moved his foot directly.

The next moment, a long sword fragment was firmly pinched between his fingertips.

The fragment shone coldly under the sunlight, as if it contained endless killing intent.

Jiang Chen flicked his finger, and the fragment shot out like an arrow from a bow, with astonishing speed.

“Swoosh!”

Accompanied by a subtle sound of air being pierced, the long sword fragment directly cut through Han Yong’s crotch and deeply penetrated the ground.

Although this strike did not injure Han Yong’s vitals, it scared him out of his wits.

He immediately felt a wetness in his crotch, and his face turned pale.

Just a little bit more, and Han Yong felt that his precious lifeline was about to leave him forever. An unprecedented fear instantly surged into his heart.

He trembled all over, his face as pale as paper, and sweat kept sliding down his forehead, dripping onto his wet crotch, adding to his embarrassment.

“Missed?”

Jiang Chen frowned, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

He really did not expect that his strike would fail. He originally wanted to directly cripple Han Yong, but he did not expect that it would only graze the edge, failing to achieve his wish.

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk! I’ve killed five people!”

Under tremendous pressure, Han Yong finally couldn’t bear it any longer and shouted out in collapse.

He knew that he could no longer hide it, and only confessing might give him a glimmer of hope.

However, Jiang Chen was furious after hearing this.

Jiang Chen stepped forward and stomped ◈◈◈*hard on one of Han Yong’s thighs.

With a crisp sound of bone fracture, Han Yong immediately let out a pig-like wail, his whole body curled up in pain, his face full of despair.

“You killed a total of 369 people.”

Jiang Chen’s voice was icy cold, as if every word contained endless chill, piercing straight into Han Yong’s soul.

His eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if he had seen through all the truth.

Han Yong was stunned in place when he heard this number, his face full of shock and disbelief.

His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn’t say a word.

Because Jiang Chen was so right, he had indeed killed more than 300 people. Although he couldn’t remember whether it was exactly 369, he was still filled with fear and shock that Jiang Chen could say the number so accurately.

“You, how did you know?”

After a long while, Han Yong managed to squeeze out these words with difficulty, his voice trembling and weak.

He couldn’t understand how Jiang Chen knew the details of the crimes he had committed. It was like a judgment from the sky, leaving him nowhere to escape.

“Why, did I hit the nail on the head? I’m telling you, I know more than you think. If you don’t honestly confess again, I guarantee you’ll die a painful death.”

Han Yong’s psychological defenses were completely shattered, and he quickly told everything he knew.

After listening, Jiang Chen’s face gradually became gloomy.

He didn’t expect that the Han Yong in front of him was actually the fourth disciple of the notorious Flower-Picking Bee Huang Fei, who usually specialized in doing the aftermath and scouting work, paving the way for Huang Fei’s evil deeds.

This time, his master Huang Fei had set his sights on Su Baiwei, the daughter of the Su family in the capital, wanting to have his way with her.

So he specially sent him to inquire about information, and Huang Fei would come to the capital in three days.

What made Jiang Chen feel a little tricky was that this Huang Fei was not only a notorious flower thief, but also a Grandmaster Realm Perfection expert. His lightness skill was as elegant as the wind, and his saber technique was even more fierce and unparalleled, unpredictable and hard to defend against.

Even Jiang Chen did not dare to take such an opponent lightly.

He knew very well that if he forced a fight with Huang Fei, he probably wouldn’t have enough confidence to kill him in one fell swoop. Instead, he might fall into a bitter battle, and even put himself in danger.

Therefore, he had to act cautiously.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at Han Yong, who was shivering under his feet, and already had a plan in mind.

So, Jiang Chen directly raised his foot and broke Han Yong’s limbs one by one.

Each scream was like a sharp blade, cutting Han Yong’s flesh and soul.

Finally, amidst screams, Han Yong was stomped ◈◈◈*hard on the chest by Jiang Chen.

He struggled a few times, but soon lost his strength, his eyes wide open, full of unwillingness.

Jiang Chen did not give him any chance to breathe, and continued to stomp down until Han Yong’s body completely lost its vitality and was trampled to death.

Ch 10: Five Tigers Severing Blade

【Sin Points+369】

The System’s voice sounded again, but Jiang Chen’s face showed neither joy nor sorrow.

“Start the lottery draw.”

As soon as he finished speaking, three white roulette wheels began to spin before his eyes simultaneously.

After about a few breaths, these roulette wheels gradually stopped.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a heavenly material and earthly treasure, hundred-year ginseng *1.”

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a blade technique, Five Tigers Severing Blade.”

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining wealth, ten taels of gold.”

“Claim rewards!”

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, these three items appeared before him.

After putting them into his chest, Jiang Chen picked up the corpse on the ground and strode towards the Pacification Bureau.

In the night, his figure looked particularly firm, as if no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were ahead, they could not stop him from moving forward.

Soon, he passed through the bustling streets and arrived at the gate of the Pacification Bureau.

As an important institution of the Imperial Court, the Pacification Bureau was always heavily guarded on weekdays, but at this moment, in Jiang Chen’s eyes, it seemed that there were no obstacles at all.

He walked straight in, the corpse in his hand swaying gently with his steps.

The Jinyiwei present were very curious when they saw Jiang Chen’s sudden action.

They stopped what they were doing and focused their eyes on the corpse in Jiang Chen’s hand, trying to capture a trace of a clue from Jiang Chen’s expression.

“Commander Jiang, whose corpse are you carrying in your hand?”

Finally, someone couldn’t help but ask.

His voice carried a hint of doubt, obviously he was wary of Jiang Chen’s identity and strength.

Jiang Chen stopped, his eyes swept over everyone present like torches, and then he replied without concealment: “The Flower-Picking Bee Huang Fei’s fourth disciple, Han Yong’s corpse.”

Hearing this sentence, a look of surprise flashed in everyone’s eyes.

Huang Fei’s name can be said to be well-known throughout the Jinyiwei system.

But this reputation did not stem from his extraordinary cultivation, but from his amazing concealment and escape skills.

This person was cunning and extremely good at hiding his whereabouts, like a ghost in the night, silently shuttling through the darkness.

Whenever he committed a crime in one place, he would never stay any longer, and he could always disappear without a trace in the first time, as if he had never existed.

This almost perfect concealment ability caused the Jinyiwei’s pursuit operations to be repeatedly frustrated, and even if they tried their best, it was difficult to capture any clues about him.

Although Huang Fei’s realm was only Perfected Grandmaster Realm, his difficulty in the Jianghu was staggering.

Even those Heaven-Human Realm experts found it as difficult as climbing to the sky to catch Huang Fei.

He could always rely on his excellent light body skill and keen intuition to be comfortable in a crisis-ridden environment, leaving the pursuers far behind.

Because of this, Huang Fei was able to run rampant in the Jianghu for more than thirty years, harming as many as thousands of women, but he was never caught.

His existence has almost become a heart disease for all Jinyiwei.

And these Jinyiwei, one by one, widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

They never expected that one of the notorious and extremely cunning Huang Fei’s disciples would fall into Jiang Chen’s hands so easily.

Jiang Chen, carrying Han Yong’s corpse, came steadily to the door of Coroner Wu Tao’s office in the Pacification Bureau.

He gently placed the corpse on the ground, and then waited quietly for Wu Tao’s arrival.

Wu Tao’s expression instantly became extremely solemn when he heard about this.

He knew the evil reputation of Huang Fei and his disciples, and he also knew what the appearance of this corpse meant.

He immediately ordered his men to come and identify the corpse to determine the true identity of the corpse.

After a while, an old coroner with white hair, named Wang Hong, was hurriedly called over.

He walked unsteadily, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp.

To Jiang Chen’s surprise, the number above his head was also shining golden light, and it reached 1356.

This meant that his merit was equivalent to saving 1356 people.

Wang Hong, this experienced Old Coroner, skillfully brushed aside a piece of cloth, revealing the various autopsy tools he had carefully prepared.

Each of these tools had been carefully selected by him and was an indispensable partner in his countless autopsies.

He took out a sharp and delicate small knife, which seemed to come alive in his hand, flexibly shuttling between Han Yong’s body.

Wang Hong’s eyes were focused and calm, he carefully observed every incision, and every subtle change could not escape his eyes.

After a careful examination, Wang Hong finally made a discovery.

He said decisively: “He is practicing the 《Bewilderment Skill》, it seems that this person is indeed a disciple of the Flower-Picking Bee Huang Fei.”

His voice was low, and every word seemed to carry a weight of a thousand pounds, making it impossible to question.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately started talking.

They all knew that the 《Bewilderment Skill》 was Huang Fei and his disciples’ unique secret technique. Although its power was not as good as some superior martial arts, it could put people into a brief state of bewilderment, thus taking the opportunity to attack.

This martial art had a notorious reputation in the Jianghu and was a nightmare for many innocent women.

Wu Tao nodded seriously.

He knew the evil deeds of Huang Fei and his disciples, and he also knew what the appearance of this corpse meant.

He turned to Jiang Chen, his eyes full of expectation and inquiry: “Jiang Chen, have you interrogated anything from him?”

Jiang Chen’s face was solemn, and he said in a firm tone: “Before being captured by me, this person revealed an important piece of information. The Flower-Picking Bee Huang Fei has already set his sights on the Su family’s young lady, Su Baiwei, and according to his plan, he is expected to arrive in the Capital City in three days.”

“What?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked, with an unbelievable look on their faces.

They knew Huang Fei’s methods well, and almost no woman targeted by Huang Fei could escape his clutches.

Ch 11: Flower-Picking Bee, Huang Fei

Huang Fei is not only highly skilled in martial arts but also cunning and extremely adept at concealment.

More importantly, he always has ample patience and planning for his goals.

Sometimes, to achieve a goal, he is even willing to plan for months, just to find the best opportunity to strike.

However, during this period, a cunning person like Huang Fei would never easily restrain his evil deeds, let alone stop committing crimes.

He is like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, constantly looking for an opportunity to strike.

As the saying goes, “There is only a reason to be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days.” No matter how strict the precautions, after a long time, it is inevitable that there will be a day when precautions are neglected.

Thinking of this, Wu Tao couldn’t help but feel a sense of worry.

Huang Fei’s threat is like a bomb hanging overhead, which could explode at any time.

“Jiang Chen, your information is very important.”

Wu Tao looked at Jiang Chen: “I will report this matter truthfully, so that the superiors know our situation and danger. At the same time, we will also strengthen our vigilance to ensure the safety of Su Baiwei and others.”

After receiving Wu Tao’s affirmation, Jiang Chen also planned to leave here.

Anyway, as far as Jiang Chen is concerned, the life and death of Miss Su of the Su family, Su Baiwei, originally had nothing to do with him directly.

The reason why he brought Han Fei here was entirely because he could also obtain merit points rewarded by the Jinyiwei for catching these criminals.

Merit points are a good thing in the Jinyiwei.

It is not only an important assessment criterion for promotion, determining whether Jiang Chen can rise step by step in the Jinyiwei and master greater power and resources.

Moreover, merit points can also be exchanged for various rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures, divine weapons, and internal skill mental methods in the Jinyiwei’s Treasure Pavilion.

These are all excellent ways for Jiang Chen to improve his strength and enhance his own heritage.

Thinking of the coveted treasures in the Treasure Pavilion, Jiang Chen’s eyes couldn’t help but become hot.

He knows that only by constantly improving his strength can he gain a firm foothold in the Jinyiwei, and merit points are an important tool for him to achieve this goal.

And his killing of the Demonic Monk Jueming this time can only get five hundred merit points, or is it because he found Li Chengqi.

Otherwise, a Houtian Realm criminal would be rewarded with a maximum of two hundred merit points.

Han Fei’s cultivation is at the Initial Stage of the Xiantian Realm and should be able to be exchanged for three hundred merit points.

However, if the Flower-Picking Bee Huang Fei can be brought to justice, given the Jinyiwei’s attention to him, at least ten thousand merit points can be obtained.

Ordinary Grandmaster Realm martial artists cannot enjoy this treatment, one thousand merit points are enough.

Returning to his small courtyard located in a corner of the Jinyiwei garrison, Jiang Chen did not delay for a moment, and went straight to the desk, gently opened the ancient saber manual that recorded the Five Tigers Severing Blade, and began to concentrate on cultivation.

Although the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is boundless in power, in terms of martial skills, it always feels a little lacking in agility and change.

The Five Tigers Severing Blade, as a saber technique widely circulated in the Jianghu, is known for its strong and domineering style and fierce moves, which is exactly the martial skill supplement that Jiang Chen urgently needs at present.

However, the road to cultivation is never smooth.

Although Jiang Chen is gifted, he inevitably encountered a bottleneck when facing this profound saber technique.

He gesticulated the moves on the saber manual over and over again, striving for every movement to be accurate and in place, but always felt that he lacked a bit of charm, as if he was blocked by an invisible film, and he could never peep into the real knack of the Five Tigers Severing Blade.

After all, to practice a saber technique well is by no means an overnight effort, it requires a lot of time and energy to ponder and comprehend.

“I wonder if that Small Revitalizing Pill can help me?”

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen took out the Small Revitalizing Pill from his arms.

The reason why he didn’t take this Small Revitalizing Pill before was because the cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill had reached its limit.

If you want to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the unprecedented thirteenth level, it will take thousands of years.

But its weakness is also here, that is, it only takes a few months to obtain the power of one dragon and one elephant from the first level to the second level.

But from the twelfth level to the thirteenth level, cultivating for thousands of years can only gain the power of one dragon and one elephant.

The cost performance in the later stage can be said to be explosively low.

So he did not use this Small Revitalizing Pill to improve the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, but chose to use it on the Five Tigers Severing Blade.

Swallowing the Small Revitalizing Pill containing rich medicinal power in one gulp, Jiang Chen only felt a warm current rising from his Dantian, quickly spreading throughout his body, as if injecting him with infinite power and vitality.

He took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and once again focused his attention on the Five Tigers Severing Blade in his hand, and began to continue practicing.

Unlike before, this time Jiang Chen seemed to have entered a wonderful state.

Every time he swung a saber, he could clearly feel that his understanding of this saber technique was rapidly improving, as if an invisible bond closely connected him with the saber technique.

His movements became more and more fluent, and every move was full of power, as if there were really five highly skilled masters of saber techniques, performing the essence of this saber technique with him.

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered with excitement, he could feel that his strength was growing at an alarming rate.

When he finally finished wielding the Five Tigers Severing Blade, his understanding of the Five Tigers Severing Blade had reached a rather terrifying level.

In this world, the understanding and mastery of cultivation methods is strictly divided into five levels: Entry, Skilled, Proficient, Accomplished, and Perfected.

At this moment, Jiang Chen, with the blessing of that invaluable Small Revitalizing Pill, his cultivation and comprehension have been greatly improved.

Driven by this force, his cultivation of the Five Tigers Severing Blade has advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the Accomplished level.

This means that he has been able to skillfully use every move of this saber technique, and even able to exert the essence and artistic conception to the fullest, and its power has doubled.

Ch 12: Incoming

The reason why Jiang Chen was able to make such significant progress in such a short period of time was not only due to the assistance of the Small Revitalizing Pill, but also to the characteristics of the Five Tigers Severing Blade technique itself.

Unlike those complicated, lengthy, and obscure cultivation methods, the Five Tigers Severing Blade emphasizes being powerful, overbearing, concise, and practical.

Its moves are not complex, but each one is extremely powerful and directly hits vital points.

This direct and effective combat method allowed Jiang Chen to comprehend its essence faster during cultivation, thereby reaching the Perfected state.

If it had been a Mystic Grade, or even a higher-level Earth Grade blade technique, the effect of this Small Revitalizing Pill would not have been so great.

Just as he was wholeheartedly practicing the blade, immersing himself in the saber intent of the Five Tigers Severing Blade,

Suddenly, an unspeakable chill quietly crept up his spine. It was a warning from his intuition that a cold gaze was spying on him from the shadows.

“Who is it?”

Jiang Chen’s heart skipped a beat. He immediately sheathed his saber, his movements clean and neat, without the slightest hesitation.

He stopped his movements, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle’s, vigilantly scanning his surroundings, trying to capture the sense of being watched that was lurking in the dark.

Although this courtyard was not large, and could even be said to be somewhat simple, its advantage was its compact layout, making everything clear at a glance.

Therefore, when his gaze swept over every corner, no movement could escape his eyes.

So, he immediately saw the black figure standing steadily on the ridge of his house, with a lithe posture, as if blending into the night. If Jiang Chen’s cultivation had not been good, and he had not been in an alert state, it would have been difficult to detect.

The peeping person was wearing a night suit, with a black veil covering his face, only revealing a pair of cold eyes, watching him from above, with both curiosity and a hint of imperceptible hostility in his eyes.

“Esteemed One, who are you? What brings you here late at night?”

Jiang Chen asked in a deep voice.

“Such keen perception, worthy of being a martial artist of the Xiantian Realm.”

“Who are you?”

Jiang Chen said with a tight grip on his long saber, wary.

Because the number above this person’s head was even more terrifying than Han Fei’s, reaching a terrifying 756.

“Boy, you listen to me.”

The burly man with a ferocious face, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, revealed a threatening look in his eyes.

“I’ll give you a chance to live. Like Li Chengqi, continue to transport blood slaves for us. As long as you are obedient, I can let you off today.”

His words were full of unquestionable dominance, as if Jiang Chen’s fate was in his hands.

As he spoke, he slowly spread out his palm, and a red pill lay quietly in his palm. The pill was brightly colored, but it exuded an ominous aura. At a glance, it was clear that it was not a good thing, and it was likely some kind of mind-controlling or highly poisonous drug.

However, facing this blatant threat, Jiang Chen did not show the slightest fear.

His eyes were cold, and the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile, as if he were watching a big joke.

“This thing, ah, I think you should keep it for your mother to eat.”

Jiang Chen sneered, his tone full of disdain.

“How dare you!” The man roared, his voice like a bell, shaking the surrounding air.

His figure swayed, like a roc spreading its wings, leaping down from a high place, his movements swift and fierce, with an unstoppable momentum.

The long sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed, the sword light was like lightning, fleeting, and aimed directly at Jiang Chen’s vitals.

“Grandmaster Realm martial artist, no wonder he’s so arrogant.”

Jiang Chen muttered to himself, but his eyes became more determined.

He knew very well that Grandmaster Realm martial artists were the best of the best in the martial world, with extraordinary strength. Although he also had some skills, he was still inferior compared to them.

However, facing a strong enemy, he had no fear at all, but was full of fighting spirit.

As he spoke, the long saber in Jiang Chen’s hand was ready to strike.

His figure moved slightly, like a swimming dragon leaving the sea. The long saber slashed towards the oncoming sword light with a whistling sound.

At this moment, he seemed to have merged with the long saber, his saber intent was awe-inspiring, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

The saber and sword met, and there was a loud “clang”, and sparks flew from the metal collision.

However, what was shocking was that the Embroidered Spring Blade in Jiang Chen’s hand was directly cut off by a sword in this strike.

The blade was broken, the saber light dissipated, leaving only a deep crack, showing the sharpness of the long sword.

Jiang Chen’s face suddenly became extremely ugly.

But there was nothing strange about this. After all, what Jiang Chen was holding was just an ordinary Embroidered Spring Blade that was equipped by a Jinyiwei warrior. Although it was considered sharp, its quality and power were ultimately limited in a duel between real experts.

On the other hand, the weapon in his hand was a genuine Yellow Grade ━ Low Rank precious sword. The sword flashed with a faint cold light, revealing a soul-stirring sharpness.

Therefore, when these two weapons collided fiercely in the air, the result was almost obvious.

With one sword strike, Jiang Chen’s Embroidered Spring Blade was easily cut off. The break was smooth, and the sword mark was clear, which showed the sharpness of the precious sword and the profound skill of the sword holder.

“Boy, your saber is broken, what else can you use to fight me?”

Seeing this, a hint of smugness appeared on the man’s face, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer, as if he already had victory in his grasp and saw the end of Jiang Chen’s defeat.

His eyes were full of contempt, as if Jiang Chen was an insignificant ant in his eyes.

“Has no one ever told you that villains die from talking too much?”

Jiang Chen’s voice was cold. As he said these words, his figure was like an arrow leaving the string, and he suddenly rushed towards the sword-wielding man.

His movements were swift and decisive. Although he was empty-handed, he exuded a palpitating sense of oppression.

As if at this moment, he had put life and death aside, only for a sure-kill strike.

Seeing this, a look of astonishment flashed in the man’s eyes.

But after all, he was also a battle-hardened expert, and his reaction was extremely fast. Almost at the same time as Jiang Chen rushed over, he had already swung his sword to slash at Jiang Chen.

The sword light was like lightning, and its momentum was like a rainbow, as if to split Jiang Chen in two.

However, Jiang Chen did not dodge, but directly stretched out two fingers.

These two fingers seemed slender and weak, but they seemed to contain infinite power.

At the moment when the sword light was about to reach him, he gently pinched with his two fingers, and actually clamped this extremely sharp precious sword firmly between his fingers.

The moment the precious sword was clamped, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, making a crisp sound.

The man’s face changed drastically. He found that he could not pull back this precious sword.

No matter how hard he tried, the precious sword seemed to be clamped by two mountains, and it remained motionless.

Ch 13: Demonic Sect Demon Emissary

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered like cold stars as he coldly watched the man, a mocking smile curving his lips.

“Forgot to tell you, I’m best at unarmed combat.”

Jiang Chen’s voice was exceptionally clear in the cold wind, a chilling smile curving his lips, as if victory was already in his grasp.

As the words fell, he kicked out, bringing a whistling sound, directly aiming for the man’s waist.

If this kick landed solidly, even steel bones would probably be fractured and tendons broken.

The man’s expression changed drastically. He hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to possess such fierce physical strength.

If he didn’t abandon his sword, he was afraid he would take this kick head-on, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, if he abandoned his sword, what would he use to fight Jiang Chen?

After all, the precious sword in his hand was his last reliance.

At this moment, he fell into deep hesitation.

His eyes shifted back and forth between the precious sword and Jiang Chen, his heart filled with struggle and contradiction.

He knew very well that once he abandoned his sword, it would be equivalent to giving up his last hope.

But if he didn’t abandon his sword, it would be difficult to withstand Jiang Chen’s fierce attack.

However, in this moment of hesitation, Jiang Chen’s offensive had already arrived like a shadow.

With this kick, the man chose to leap high, dodging this attack, and using the inertia of his body and the shift in his center of gravity to pull back the precious sword that was pinched between Jiang Chen’s fingers.

His eyes flashed with determination and unwillingness, as if he wanted to concentrate all of his strength in this instant.

However, what he never expected was that this leap became the beginning of his descent into despair.

Just as his body was completely suspended in mid-air, a glint flashed in Jiang Chen’s eyes.

He keenly captured his opponent’s flaw, and his heart was overjoyed.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately pulled the longsword in his hand towards his chest, using this force to bring the opponent in mid-air over completely.

The man only felt a powerful force coming from the precious sword. His body flew forward involuntarily, completely losing control.

His heart was filled with terror. He hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to have such great strength.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen’s other hand stretched out like lightning, suddenly grabbing his face.

At that moment, he only felt as if his head was being tightly pinched by a primordial giant beast, the pain unbearable, and he was unable to break free at all.

The strength of Jiang Chen’s hand was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his head alive.

His eyes were filled with horror and helplessness. He felt the aura of death approaching.

He tried his best to struggle, but Jiang Chen’s hands were as firm as iron pincers, making him unable to move at all.

“Bang!”

With a muffled loud sound, Jiang Chen’s movements were clean and neat, without the slightest delay, directly pressing the man’s head hard into the courtyard’s soil.

Dust flew, mud splashed, and the man’s face was instantly covered in dirt, leaving only a pair of horrified and helpless eyes, flashing with a faint light in the gaps of the soil.

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered like cold stars. There was no sympathy on his face, only cold killing intent.

He took a deep breath, and then punched the man’s body one after another, each punch carrying a whistling sound and a palpitating power.

His fists were as dense and powerful as raindrops, and each strike made the man’s body tremble violently.

The man’s eyes were filled with horror. He felt the power of Jiang Chen’s fist, as if it wanted to completely destroy his body.

Each of Jiang Chen’s punches accurately hit the man’s vital points. His movements were smooth and powerful, with the imposing manner of Wu Song slaying a tiger.

After about ten punches, the man’s body finally stopped trembling, and he stopped moving completely.

Jiang Chen withdrew his fist and stood there, his body exuding a palpitating killing intent and dominance.

He lowered his head and looked at the man, only to see that his body had sunk into the soil, the soil mixed with blood, appearing particularly shocking.

Jiang Chen knew that this series of strikes had caused devastating damage to the man’s body.

He felt as if his body had been trampled by dozens of elephants, and all of his internal organs were shattered, without even a trace of strength to resist.

Even if he was a Grandmaster Realm martial artist, he would never be able to survive this situation in the face of Jiang Chen’s storm-like attack.

Even the strength of the Grandmaster Realm seemed so insignificant in front of Jiang Chen.

Each of Jiang Chen’s punches contained terrifying power, as if he wanted to completely destroy the man’s body.

He relentlessly continued to attack until he beat the man to the point of being unable to resist, without even a trace of strength to struggle, before pulling his head out of the ground again.

At this time, the man’s face was covered in dirt and blood, his eyes were tightly closed, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, appearing exceptionally miserable.

His chest heaved violently, as if each breath would exhaust all of his strength.

“Cough cough cough…”

A burst of violent coughing came, and fresh blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spewed out of his mouth, staining his clothes red.

His eyes became empty, as if he had already seen the end of his life.

Jiang Chen looked at the scene before him, without the slightest ripple in his heart.

He coldly stared at the man, wanting to ask something from his mouth.

However, before Jiang Chen could speak, the man directly tilted his head, his eyes lost their luster, and he completely lost his vital signs, dying on the spot.

【Sin Points+756】

Jiang Chen frowned. He hadn’t expected this person to be so vulnerable.

He originally wanted to get some useful information from this person, but now it seemed that it was impossible.

“Damn, so weak.”

Jiang Chen lightly flicked the blood off his fist, his tone revealing a hint of disdain.

Jiang Chen squatted down and carefully searched the person’s body.

He was skilled in his movements, and soon made a discovery.

A token lay quietly in the dead man’s clothes, with the words “Demon Emissary” clearly and powerfully engraved on it.

In addition, Jiang Chen also found two hundred taels of silver notes, two bottles of elixir, and a well-sealed letter.

He picked up the letter and carefully opened it.

As the letter unfolded, Jiang Chen’s expression gradually became serious.

His eyes revealed an unbelievable look, as if he had seen something incredible.

“How is this possible?”

Jiang Chen muttered to himself, his voice with a trace of tremor.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen resealed the letter in his hand, carefully put it into his arms, his eyes revealing a dignified look.

Afterwards, he picked up the broken saber, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

He walked to the corpse, without the slightest hesitation, and directly used the saber to slash dozens of times on the man’s face.

Each slash went deep into the flesh, blood splattering everywhere, and the man’s originally relatively intact face instantly became disfigured, as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast.

Ch 14: Secret Letter

Jiang Chen’s movements did not pause in the slightest, as if performing an important ritual to completely erase this person’s identity and past.

Only after confirming that even his mother wouldn’t be able to recognize his original appearance from this twisted face did Jiang Chen stop his actions.

He panted heavily, looking at the corpse on the ground, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Then, Jiang Chen laboriously lifted the corpse, like picking up a heavy sack of goods.

He passed through the night, arriving at a brightly lit mansion of a wealthy family. The mansion was magnificent, with carved beams and painted rafters, clearly a residence of the powerful and influential.

In their backyard, a dry well was hidden. This well had long lost its vitality, leaving only mottled well walls and a parched well bottom.

It was once the place in the residence to draw water, but now it had become a secret place to dispose of disobedient concubines and slaves.

Every time night fell, ominous shadows would sweep over this place, accompanied by low wails, eventually returning to silence.

Jiang Chen ruthlessly threw the corpse in his hand into the dry well, listening to the dull thud, his heart without a trace of emotion.

He knew that this corpse would soon become a member of the many dead souls at the bottom of the well, forever swallowed by darkness and decay.

And he would also get rid of a potential threat, continuing his journey of survival in this complex world.

After returning to his room, Jiang Chen’s face was still gloomy, with a few traces of unease remaining in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then reopened the letter.

The content of the letter had become unimportant, because the information it contained was already deeply imprinted in his mind.

But at this moment, Jiang Chen’s gaze focused on the signature of the letter.

The three large characters Situ Lang were clearly visible.

Situ Lang, this name was known to everyone in the Capital City.

He was the White Tiger Commander, one of the four Garrison Commanders of the Jinyiwei, known for his ruthlessness and vicious methods.

Jiang Chen’s fingertips gently tapped the table, each tap like stirring up ripples in his heart.

Why would this letter appear in the hands of a Grandmaster Realm martial artist?

You should know that although the Grandmaster Realm is considered a master in the martial world, in the eyes of those truly great figures, it is nothing more than an ant-like existence.

With such an identity, how could he have access to such an important letter?

Unless… unless there was a more complex conspiracy behind this.

Moreover, the person writing the letter actually used his real name.

In this treacherous world, a real name often means exposing one’s identity and weaknesses.

Situ Lang, as one of the four Garrison Commanders of the Jinyiwei, always acted cautiously, so why would he be so careless?

Was it intentional, or was there another hidden reason?

Furthermore, was this letter really written by Situ Lang to the Demonic Sect?

But then again, could this letter be a frame-up by someone else?

In this world full of schemes, anything could happen.

Perhaps someone wanted to take this opportunity to sow discord, using Jiang Chen’s hand to frame Situ Lang, making him an enemy of his superior Meng Wangjin, or even the entire Jinyiwei.

Such methods, although insidious, were not uncommon.

Jiang Chen’s brows were tightly furrowed, his thoughts as tangled as hemp, unable to sort them out.

He knew that he had to find the answer as soon as possible, otherwise, this sudden storm was likely to drag him into an abyss from which there was no return.

He stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the night outside.

The moonlight was like water, spilling on his face, but it could not illuminate the fog in his heart.

All kinds of questions swirled around Jiang Chen’s heart like a fog, making him feel unprecedentedly confused.

However, although his heart was full of the desire to explore the truth, he was exceptionally aware that he must not easily get involved in this matter.

In this world where the strong are respected, strength is the foundation of everything.

And now he was still too weak, just a fledgling martial artist, completely unable to interfere in this kind of direct struggle between the upper echelons.

Once involved in it, a little carelessness could lead to a situation from which there was no return.

He knew very well that if Situ Lang had really betrayed, and he ran to report it, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

Those ruthless people of the Demonic Sect would never let go of anyone who was their enemy.

And Situ Lang, as a high-level member of the Jinyiwei, had equally vicious methods. Once he was resented by him, his days would probably never be peaceful.

It’s easy to be a thief, but hard to guard against one.

And if he wasn’t, he would be resented by Situ Lang, or even become a puppet in someone else’s hands.

No matter what the final truth was, he didn’t want to get involved.

“Now that things have come to this, let’s draw a lottery first.”

Jiang Chen sighed and muttered to himself.

He gained 756 Sin Points for killing this member of the Demonic Sect, and 369 Sin Points for killing Han Fei.

He had drawn the lottery three times before, and now he had more than eight hundred Sin Points left.

“Start the lottery!”

As soon as he finished speaking, eight white roulette wheels appeared in mid-air at the same time, spinning rapidly.

“May God bless me, let me draw a weapon.”

Jiang Chen’s Embroidered Spring Blade had been destroyed, and he didn’t dare to easily show the sword of that Demonic Sect member, otherwise, if Situ Lang found out, it would be easy to associate it with him.

After about a few breaths, these roulette wheels gradually stopped.

This time, two of them landed on empty spaces, so Jiang Chen only received six treasures.

“Congratulations, Host, you have obtained ten taels of gold, Small Revitalizing Pill *2, He Shou Wu *1, Divine Travel, Hundred Changes *1, Blood Sabre *1.”

“Great!”

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up. Fortunately, he had drawn a weapon, otherwise he would have to find a way to get one.

“Claim them immediately.”

As his voice fell, ten taels of gold, two Small Revitalizing Pills, a He Shou Wu that looked a bit like a human, a cultivation method, and a gleaming long saber appeared on the table in front of him.

He carefully hid the gold and the hundred-year He Shou Wu under his bed, making sure they would not be easily discovered.

Then, he turned around, his gaze falling on the Blood Sabre lying quietly on the table.

He slowly walked over, reached out and picked up the Blood Sabre, and began to examine it carefully.

This Blood Sabre was about 1.2 meters long, with a wide and thick blade, revealing an extraordinary aura.

A deep blood groove was engraved on the blade, like a winding river of blood, making people shudder.

Holding it in his hand, he could clearly feel the chill coming from the blade, as if this saber itself was a cold living being, constantly craving the baptism of blood.

Jiang Chen gently waved the Blood Sabre, and a flash of saber light seemed to fill the air with a murderous aura.

He carefully examined every detail of the blade, and the exquisite forging craftsmanship and unique blood groove design made him admire it.

Ch 15: A Shocking Case

“Good saber!”

He exclaimed sincerely.

This Blood Sabre was not only incomparably sharp but also exuded an unspeakable killing intent, as if it was born for the battlefield and came for slaughter.

Jiang Chen knew that this Blood Sabre was definitely not an ordinary item and would certainly play a huge role in his future cultivation path.

He gently stroked the blade, feeling the ancient chill.

……

A night passed without incident.

The next morning, as the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on the bluestone slabs of the Pacification Bureau, Jiang Chen had already tidied his clothes and swaggered into the Jinyiwei.

His steps were steady and confident, as if nothing that had happened last night had affected him in any way.

Just as he arrived at the entrance of the Pacification Bureau, Jiang Chen keenly sensed an unusual atmosphere.

He looked up and saw three Battalion Commanders, nine Deputy Commanders, and twenty-seven Battalion Commanders under Meng Wangjin, the Azure Dragon Envoy, all arriving at the entrance of the Eastern Pacification Bureau with solemn expressions.

They wore the Flying Fish Uniforms unique to the Jinyiwei, with Embroidered Spring Blades at their waists, their figures as straight as pine trees, and their aura as fierce as wolves.

The arrival of these Jinyiwei experts undoubtedly made the atmosphere of the entire Pacification Bureau even more tense.

Jiang Chen thought to himself, what exactly were these Jinyiwei experts gathering for?

Could it be related to last night’s secret letter?

He stood quietly to the side, observing their actions.

He saw them talking in low voices, occasionally someone looking up into the distance, as if waiting for some important news.

The plaza of the Eastern Pacification Bureau was vast and boundless, like a vast plain, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people gathering at the same time without appearing crowded.

Around the plaza, ancient trees towered into the sky, and bluestone paved the ground, making it appear solemn and dignified.

At this time, the sunlight filtered through the clouds, dappling the plaza, adding a bit of solemnity to this upcoming important moment.

Meng Wangjin, wearing the Jinyiwei’s Flying Fish Uniform, looked even more heroic and extraordinary.

He stood on high, overlooking the entire plaza, his expression serious and his face extremely cold, like the cold wind in winter, making people shudder.

In his deep eyes, a look of anger flashed, obviously, he was truly enraged to be so out of control.

Behind him was a huge brocade flag, embroidered with an Azure Dragon totem, lifelike, as if it would take off at any moment and soar above the nine heavens.

This brocade flag was the symbol of the Eastern Jinyiwei.

Time slowly passed, and after about a cup of tea’s time, most of the Jinyiwei of the Eastern Pacification Bureau above the rank of Xiaoqi had arrived at the scene.

They wore uniform Flying Fish Uniforms, with sharp Embroidered Spring Blades at their waists, their steps were uniform, and their aura was like a rainbow.

Meng Wangjin stood on high, his eyes like torches, scanning the dense Jinyiwei below, and without caring whether everyone was present, he spoke directly, his voice steady and powerful, piercing through the noisy crowd and echoing in the vast Eastern Pacification Bureau plaza: “Yesterday, Princess Yuling was kidnapped in the Imperial Palace, and this matter has already alarmed The Emperor.”

His tone carried an unquestionable majesty, and every word was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

The Jinyiwei in the plaza, upon hearing this, all had a look of shock on their faces, and their eyes revealed surprise.

“His Majesty is furious and has issued an order.”

Meng Wangjin’s voice was even lower, but even more forceful: “The Jinyiwei must recover Princess Yuling before dark, without fail. Otherwise, the salary of everyone in the Jinyiwei will be halved this year as a punishment.”

As soon as this was said, everyone’s faces showed a hint of astonishment.

Princess Yuling was the current Emperor’s most beloved daughter, who had been showered with love since childhood.

Her beauty was captivating, and her temperament was noble, like a celestial maiden falling into the mortal world, making her unforgettable at first sight.

The Ming Emperor’s protection of her could be said to be airtight.

What’s more, the current Ming Emperor’s martial arts had already reached the legendary Martial Saint Realm, and his strength was unfathomable.

Even if a Dharma Aspect Expert personally took action, it would be impossible to quietly kidnap Princess Yuling under the Ming Emperor’s nose.

The Dharma Aspect Realm was the highest realm in martial arts, capable of condensing a Dharma Appearance and possessing earth-shattering power.

However, in front of the Martial Saint expert, The Emperor, the Dharma Aspect Expert was nothing more than an ant.

But even so, Princess Yuling was still missing.

“Then how could she suddenly disappear in the Imperial Palace?”

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, unable to help but think.

“The current Emperor has said that whoever can find Princess Yuling will be richly rewarded.”

Meng Wangjin said seriously: “There are still five hours before dark, I hope you can seize the time.”

“Since it happened last night, could Princess Yuling have already been taken away and left the Capital City?”

Listening to Meng Wangjin’s words, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but think.

But as soon as this thought appeared, he immediately dismissed it.

The current Great Ming Emperor had been on the throne for more than thirty years, and his civil and military achievements were all top-notch. He was a man of deep thought and could be described as cunning and wise.

Since he gave five hours, then he must be confident that Princess Yuling had definitely not been taken out of the Capital City.

Otherwise, five hours would not even be enough time to chase someone, let alone find Princess Yuling.

“But where exactly could she be?”

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen shook his head and decided to give up on this mission.

After all, even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

So what if half of his salary is deducted?

He didn’t rely on his salary to live. If his performance was too outstanding and he was targeted by those experts, wouldn’t he die without even knowing how he died?

The person who could kidnap Princess Yuling under the Emperor’s nose must have a huge force behind them.

If he offended them, he would probably die without even knowing how he died in the future.

Thinking this in his heart, Jiang Chen already had plans to slack off.

Just at this moment, a notification sound rang in his ear.

“Ding! Mission triggered.”

“Please find out the truth of Princess Yuling’s disappearance and successfully retrieve Princess Yuling within five hours.”

“Mission reward: Eye of Investigation （ can investigate the target’s name and realm. ）”

Hearing the System’s notification sound, Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up immediately.

This Eye of Investigation was really too practical. In the future, he would be able to see the enemy’s realm at a glance.

With this skill, he would no longer be afraid of enemies launching sneak attacks.

“But… where is he going to find that Princess Yuling?”

Just as he was pondering, Wu Tao had already come to him.

“The situation is urgent now. We must at least ensure that Princess Yuling is not in the area under the jurisdiction of our Eastern Pacification Bureau. Otherwise, if it is found out in the future that she escaped the Capital City from the area under our responsibility, I’m afraid it will be difficult to save our heads.”

Looking at Wu Tao’s anxious appearance, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered the letter from last night.