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Shushan Sword Sect.

He was famous for his swordsmanship.

The Shushan Sword Sect has a Law Enforcement Hall.

Elder He Fengyang, the law enforcement elder, accepted a new disciple named Gao Yubi.

He possesses a clear and bright sword heart and an extraordinary talent for swordsmanship. Because of his ruthless and incorruptible nature, he is also known as the Cold-Noodle King.

Gao Yubi pulled out a sword manual called "Changfeng Duyue" (Changfeng Crossing the Moon).

I grasped it all after just one glance.

"Mastering the three sword techniques and their killing moves is a piece of cake for me," Gao Yubi muttered to himself.

"It's time to go and assist the Lord!"

For a time, Mount Qingcheng...

Pei Si suddenly gained many insights into swordsmanship and began to formulate a killing move.

[Promotion Requirements: The materials required for advancing to Sword Cultivator (White) have been increased. Master three sword techniques, refine a killing move, and combine them into one!]

Pei Si laughed loudly, "Master, I have recently had some insights!"

This sword is named Zhan Yue Tian Chong!

Pei Si unleashed a sword strike.

The sword energy, shaped like a black crescent moon, swept past at lightning speed.

"Not bad." Huang Ting's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation.

The black crescent moon vanished instantly upon being seen.

"You have some talent in swordsmanship."

"I'll reserve one spot for you at the Celestial Master Cave," Huang Ting said calmly.

"Keep this communication talisman for now. Contact me again when you arrive in Yan Kingdom." Huang Ting tossed out a communication jade talisman.

"Since you are going to the northern frontier, you may ride a spirit crane."

"This disciple understands." Pei Si put away the jade talisman.

"Go find Mingyue, she has something for you." Huang Ting waved his hand.

"Master, the nun Miaoyin, this disciple takes her leave." Pei Si, being sensible, took the initiative to leave.

"To be honest, I envy your eye for choosing disciples," Miaoyin said in a low, slightly sour tone.

The eldest disciple, Yu Suiyu, was a law enforcement officer in the Daoist court.

The second disciple, Mingyue, possesses unparalleled talent in talismans.

The third disciple possesses exceptional talent in swordsmanship.

The fourth disciple cultivates martial arts and Qi, and is said to be skilled in paper-making techniques, as well as possessing remarkable talent in swordsmanship.

How come all these top-tier Dao materials are gathered under the Dragon Slaying Lineage?

Huang Ting smiled faintly and said, "Miaoyin, if you are interested, you can certainly join my sect."

"Get lost~" Miaoyin rolled her eyes at Huang Ting.

…………

"Senior Sister Mingyue, Master said you have something for me." Pei Si called out hurriedly upon seeing Mingyue's back.

"Could it be a top-tier sword of the Grand Master Craftsman level? That would be unacceptable."

The two finely crafted swords that had previously been obtained from Fifth Order Xun had already been devoured by Xiyue.

However, neither of those two famous swords possessed the same formidable "dismemberment" characteristic as the Shu King's sword, so they were not chosen for replacement.

"?"

Mingyue looked suspicious, then suddenly remembered something, flipped her sleeve, and took out a beautifully packaged food box.

"Master brought us some snacks when he came back, one box for each of us," Mingyue said, puzzled.

It was clearly something Master wanted to give to Junior Brother, and he asked me to pass it on. How can you say I have something to give to Junior Brother?

Oh, right!

Really!

Mingyue took out a thick stack of talismans, slapped them onto Pei Si, and said domineeringly, "Take them and use them, don't be shy."

"Senior sister, see you in the secret realm."

…………

[Judge: Pei Si]

【Position: Sword Cultivator (Blue)】

【The Way of the Sword: A Clear Mind, A Return to the Way】

[Job Evaluation: Among sword cultivators, killing power should be paramount! There once was a sword immortal who reigned supreme in the north, wielding the Northern Black Horned Demon-Slaying Sword, sweeping away countless demons! Those who cultivate this path should remember: even if towering mountains lie ahead, surrounded by hordes of demons, I will shatter them all with a single sword strike!]

[Sword Cultivator (Blue)] can obtain the Daoist art [He Transforms into Sword].

"【Transform into Sword】: Can transform into any swordsman seen, mastering their swordsmanship, sword comprehension, etc., and can possess 70% of the killing power of the transformed swordsman!"

[Promotion Requirements: Compete in sword duels with a thousand sword cultivators.]

Lines of small ink-wash characters disappeared.

Holding the Daoist art [Qingfeng Guidao], the Jiazi Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique in his mind, which had been previously unclear, suddenly became clear as a plain, and Pei Si instantly understood it.

"Let Gao Yubi worry about discussing swordsmanship with a thousand sword cultivators."

Pei Si went to Feiyun Stable.

Although one can fly after reaching the third level of Foundation Establishment, the journey is still long. Riding a spirit crane saves mana and is a good thing.

Pei Si presented the token, received the spirit crane and feed, and flew north with Bai Guanxing.

…………

Meanwhile, Jiannan Pass.

"Assemble!" Jiang Mingzi, wearing a helmet and full armor, shouted in a deep voice.

"yes!"

"By order of the military governor, annihilate Black Wind Stronghold!" Jiang Mingzi coldly swept his gaze over the soldiers below.

"Yes, sir!" the soldier roared.

Their eyes were filled with nothing but awe as they looked at Jiang Mingzi!

There's no other reason than this!

This general was far too brave.

In the military, strength always speaks volumes, and the strong are respected!

I thought the person General Cui brought was a relative who had fallen from the sky.

The crowd was naturally unconvinced.

In the end, this tenth general single-handedly defeated both teams of warriors, taking on a hundred men each.

Jiang Mingzi's training methods are simple and brutal.

Daily drills can be counted as one proficiency level, and so can sending troops to suppress bandits!

Black Wind Village is located behind Jiannan Pass.

The Ten Thousand Mountains stretch between the Great Qian and the Great Xuan, thus providing fertile ground for bandits and thieves to thrive.

Perfect, these mountain strongholds can be used by Jiang Mingzi to train his troops.

Jiang Mingzi mounted his horse and charged straight towards Black Wind Stronghold.

Half an hour later, Black Wind Stronghold was engulfed in flames.

One by one, heads were piled up to form a mound of skulls.

Jiang Mingzi: "By order of the military governor, 70% of the spoils captured this time shall be handed over to the military treasury, and 30% shall be kept by us."

"Long live the military governor!"

"Long live the military governor!!"

Everyone was risking their lives, living on the edge.

Nothing in this world is real except the real money that ends up in your pocket!

Without real money, how can we quell the arrogance of such soldiers?

"Clean up the battlefield, next stop Jiapigou!" Jiang Mingzi announced loudly.

"yes!"

…………

Fufeng County.

It is dry year-round, with long periods without rain.

Therefore, the practice of worshipping the Dragon King is very prevalent in this area.

Within the county town, the largest and most imposing Dragon King is enshrined, and incense burns brightly every day.

Sakagami Village.

A Dragon King Temple was also built there, situated by the river.

Compared to the Dragon King Temple in the county town, it was shabby and much smaller.

"Bah! It never rains, what kind of Dragon King is he!"

"The Dragon King is in charge of ensuring favorable weather, abundant harvests, and national peace!"

"Oh dear grandson, don't say that! You can't say things like that! If the Dragon King hears you, he'll be furious!"

"If he really has a spirit, he might as well strike me dead with lightning; that would at least bring some rain!"

An old man and a young boy stood in front of the Dragon King Temple.

The younger one was filled with righteous indignation and was furious. He pointed at the Dragon King Temple and started cursing.

The old man, looking distressed, was trying his best to dissuade them, apologizing to the clay sculptures in the temple as he did so.

The words fell.

The sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds gathered.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning, as thick as a pillar, struck down from above.

"Grandpa Dragon King, spare my life!"

The lightning did not strike the grandfather and grandson; instead, it landed squarely on the clay sculpture of the Dragon King in the temple.

Click!

The clay sculpture of the Dragon King instantly shattered into pieces.

"Thank God, that was just right!"

"Grandmother, that lazy old dragon has been punished!"