Becoming a God by Visualizing the Sun

Chapter 41: My sword is not bad either! (Please read on!)
Guiyue Tower.

The largest restaurant in Gushan City is located in the most bustling and prosperous inner city.

But today, hundreds of city guards cleared and blocked the area near the restaurant, and the entire street looked deserted.

Under the pavilion.

Qin Hao was wearing a black police uniform, with one hand casually placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist and the other hand hanging naturally. He stood upright and looked towards the direction of the inner city gate.

Behind him stood two colleagues, Xue Renfeng and Wang Zhen.

"I have an appointment with Xiao Lanxiang to listen to music today. Why did you insist on dragging me over here?"

Xue Renfeng looked at the deserted streets filled with a murderous atmosphere, rubbed his brows, and looked helpless.

Wang Zhen muttered, "Of course I'm going to collect the merits from Brother Qin."

Xue Renfeng sighed and said, "The martial arts sects that came today are not just ordinary people. They all have martial arts resources and their strengths range from six to fourteen orifices. The Jade Tripod Palace even has the Taoist Qingyang who has ignited the life fire."

"I'm afraid this banquet will not be peaceful."

"Compared to merit, safety comes first!"

Hearing his Buddhist tone, Wang Zhen raised an eyebrow and said, "When Brother Qin first entered the Demon Slaying Division, his strength was far inferior to ours. But now, we can hardly catch up to him. Aren't you anxious?"

"Anxious?" Xue Renfeng shook his head, looked at Qin Hao, and said with emotion: "If I had his courage and talent, I wouldn't be anxious."

"Unfortunately, I'm not him, so there's no point in being anxious."

There are countless martial arts resources in the Martial Arts Pavilion, all of which can be exchanged for merits.

But achievements come at the cost of one's life.

Even if one has made great achievements, with one's own talent, can one achieve full mastery of all ten acupoints in half a month?
Xue Renfeng still has self-awareness.

So, why bother with life? Listening to music in a brothel when you have nothing to do is also a good choice.

Ignoring the indifferent Xue Renfeng, Wang Zhen stepped forward and came to Qin Hao's side. He spoke in a deep voice, "It's almost noon, and no martial arts sects have arrived yet. It seems that these martial artists have already learned of the collusion between the Liansheng Sect and the demons, and they have their own agenda."

"What are you going to do about it?"

Qin Hao smiled calmly: "When the enemy comes, we will fight them; when the water comes, we will block it with earth."

"But there is one principle. What I, the Demon Slayer Division, want is for the martial arts sects to accept our orders, not for them to cooperate."

Wang Zhen couldn't help but glance sideways at his profile.

His voice was not loud, but it was full of unquestionable confidence.

"I see."

Wang Zhen stepped back and came to Xue Renfeng's side, saying, "You're right, we're not as good as him."

At least this confidence and courage cannot be compared.

"Master Qin!"

A soldier from the city guard department quickly ran over from the city gate to report:

"Some martial arts sects have already rushed to the city gate, but..."

"but what?"

The soldier's expression was not very good. He said truthfully, "But they didn't choose to enter the city. They just stayed at the city gate, hoping that you would... go and greet them in person."

Want to greet him in person?
Qin Hao was not angry, but sneered, "Okay, I want to see which sects have such a big face."

"Brother Xue, Brother Wang, would you like to go to the theater together?"

……

At the inner city gate.

All the martial arts sects gathered here and had no intention of entering the city.

Until Taoist Qingyang arrived with Mo Xiaoyu.

"Why don't you enter the city?"

Taoist Qingyang glanced at everyone and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The crowd parted, and a martial artist from a martial arts sect said, "Since the Demon Slayer Division is asking for help, they naturally need to show sincerity."

Taoist Qingyang understood instantly.

The Liansheng Sect colluded with the monsters in Black Mountain, and the pressure on the Demon Slaying Division doubled, so they wanted to seek help from the martial arts sects.

So, the martial arts sects want to appear stronger and seek more benefits for themselves?

It’s only been half a month since Jianghu Sanren’s lesson, and they’ve already forgotten it?
It’s all about greed!
"Everyone, please don't forget that even if the Demon Slayer Division of Gushan City is destroyed, it will still be rebuilt, but there is only one sect like us in the martial arts world."

Taoist Qingyang gave a gentle reminder.

When these words came out, many martial arts sects were stunned at first, and then looked at each other in bewilderment.

This... is indeed true.

For a while.

Many martial arts sects were shaken.

Da da da!
Just now.

There was a sound of armor colliding.

A team of city guards arrived and stood on both sides. Behind them were Qin Hao and his two companions.

"You all have such a refined taste that you're leaving the delicacies of Guiyue Tower untouched and instead sitting here at the city gate, blowing in the cold wind?"

Qin Hao walked forward with a faint smile on his face. His eyes swept over the martial artists and finally landed on Taoist Qingyang.

This is the warrior who ignited the fire of life, and he also comes from Yuding Palace.

Among the martial arts sects, his choice is very important.

Meeting Qin Hao's gaze, Taoist Qingyang just smiled and nodded, with no ill intentions.

But in the crowd.

But someone shouted directly, "Master Qin, we are all rough men of the martial arts world. Just tell us directly, what conditions can the Demon Slayers offer to make us work for you?"

"That's right. This meal can wait until the deal is done. It would be nice to have it as a celebratory banquet."

Other martial artists echoed this.

The noise was deafening and the city gate suddenly became noisy.

"quiet!"

Wang Zhen took a step forward, gathered his energy, and roared, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

Immediately.

Qin Hao took a step forward, his eyes fixed on the martial artists, and said expressionlessly, "The Demon Slayer Division has never intended to ask you to risk your lives!"

"If there are any martial artists willing to help eliminate the monsters and the evil followers of the Liansheng Sect in Black Mountain, they can record their merits and exchange them for martial arts resources at the Demon Slaying Bureau."

"If you don't want to, as long as you don't hinder the Demon Slayer Division from handling the case, you can leave on your own."

Instead of forcing the martial arts sects to cooperate under the tyranny of the imperial court, it is better to let them fight for themselves.

The more monsters and evildoers you kill, the more merits you will gain, and naturally the more martial arts resources you will obtain.

Upon hearing this, all the martial artists looked at each other.

This... seems different from what they imagined.

The monsters in Black Mountain are colluding with the Liansheng Cult, and the Demon Slaying Division is facing tremendous pressure. They thought they would be offered practical benefits directly.

Didn’t expect that these “benefits” need to be “earned” by yourself?
But it seems... tempting.

Especially for some mid-to-upper-level sects, if they have some foundation and are strong enough, they can naturally exchange for more merits and martial arts resources.

But for some small sects, it was unfair, and someone immediately shouted:
"Isn't this the equivalent of asking us to work for the Demon Slayer Bureau? You don't even offer any benefits, and you expect us to face demons and evildoers?"

"Yep……"

"It seems that your Demon Slayer Division is also not sincere. Rather than being used by you, it is better for us to go through the mountains on our own. If we run into the Demon Slayer Division, please don't blame us!"

The shouts from the crowd were deafening.

however.

Their words haven't even finished yet.

Qin Hao unsheathed the demon-slaying sword from his waist, and a dazzling blade light flashed, slashing at the feet of the martial artists, leaving a deep knife mark.

After everything was done, the demon-slaying sword was sheathed again.

"If you are willing, I, the Demon Slayer Division, will keep my promise and give you nothing less."

"If you don't want to, you can leave."

"But if someone has ulterior motives..."

Qin Hao's tone was icy, his eyes swept over those people one by one, and he said coldly:

"The knife in my hand—is not bad at all!"

at the same time.

Ten acupoints in the body opened at the same time, and the power of qi and blood burst out like a vast ocean. The visible air waves lifted the hem of the clothes on the body, making people feel a little cold in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)