The Star River Era! The Dimensional Freedom Demon

As the saying goes, "I'd rather die than see my fellow Daoist die."

The glance he made earlier was certainly not in the direction of escape.

It was all to sell out his teammate, "Ghost Smoker," and attract attention.

"I work from 8 AM!"

The Ghostly Smokeman was filled with rage, and in a fit of anger, he made a sudden outburst.

His anger stemmed mostly from his own failure to make a decision to escape sooner, rather than from Shen Sanshi abandoning him to draw attention and running away alone.

Because if he were in his shoes, he would make the same decision.

This is what a seasoned veteran in the underworld is like.

Before he could do anything, the pebbles Ji Chen threw flew over with the force of an armor-piercing bullet.

The Ghost Smoke Man had a resolute look on his face. The dart that he had been poised to throw was now held protectively in front of his chest as a defense.

However, even a master of the third stage of Qi and Blood Transformation would suffer losses if he took the attack head-on, so how could he possibly withstand it?

Boom!

The clang of metal on metal was deafening. The dart bent and cracked, and the bones in the right hand, which had been straining, snapped four times.

That wasn't the end of it; the shattered darts scattered everywhere like fragments of a hand grenade.

Blood blossomed one after another. A shard of dart pierced the collarbone of "Ghostly Smokeman," two shards embedded themselves in his ribs, and the most fatal shard pierced through his jaw, with half of his tongue protruding from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe... ...the mansion snapped shut."

Ghostly Smoke spoke in a lisp, and he did not try to escape, because at this moment, Ji Chen's men had already surrounded the place completely.

Ghostly Smoke looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar boy walking slowly towards him, his eyes filled with indescribable complexity.

What he was familiar with was that not long ago, he had come into contact with this boy from a distance, ambushed him, and made him flee in panic.

That was because he was arrogant and didn't take the young man in front of him seriously, and even mocked him in his heart.

At that time, he was high above others, spying on important matters; he was a frail young man, merely a gatekeeper.

The young man has risen to prominence in a very short time, becoming someone unfamiliar to him and someone he fears.

However, with a casual strike, he suffered injuries that even a dozen or so people of the same realm had not sustained.

"It's all for naught..."

He recalled Shangguan's perfunctory attitude and arrogance after he risked his life to bring back news of the White Sun Sect's rebellion.

"What major discovery? The Baiyang Sect's uprising is already common knowledge. You merely discovered it a step ahead of time. In fact, before your message even arrived, Changjiang County had already been occupied. I've already been lenient by not charging you with dereliction of duty. You still want me to claim credit? Keep dreaming! Get out!"

Ji Chen ignored the old man's miserable expression; giving up was better and would save him some trouble.

Ji Chen slapped the tendons in Ghost Shadow Smoker's hands and feet twice, then kicked him into the roadside.

At this moment, Zhang Shunwu rushed over and said, "Boss, the enemy has retreated."

Ji Chen noticed it too, and with a calm expression, he said:

"Shunwu, this old bastard is the one who caused you to lose an arm. Drag him away and let the brothers give him a good beating."

He made no mention of his role in stirring up hatred within the group.

Zhang Shunwu's expression froze, and in a daze, he was back to the night that changed his fate.

Having lost a hand and become disabled, his status in the church plummeted. Unwilling to accept his decline, he joined the army, abandoning his past glory and willingly starting as a squad leader.

Then, the arrogant Boss Lu suddenly came to his door, appreciated him highly, and thus rose rapidly in rank, becoming the battalion commander in charge of five hundred men.

Yes, in Zhang Shunwu's eyes, Ji Chen, who looked at him like an ant in the air that day, was undoubtedly extremely arrogant.

In short, fate is unpredictable, and now the important figure who changed his fate, Ghost Smoke, suddenly fell into his hands, which made him feel extremely emotional.

Then, with a "kind face," he dragged the ghostly smoker away.

Regardless, Ghost Smoker can't shake off the blame for his missing hand.

Unlike Zhang Shunwu's excitement, Ji Chen's mood was quite calm.

This mere second-stage Qi and Blood Transformation level imperial hawk can be wiped out with a flick of the wrist.

He surpassed it too easily, and his emotions remained completely unaffected.

The adage "Don't underestimate a young man's potential" has been completely ruined in his case; before the river could even change course, it suddenly veered westward.

At this moment, he was thinking about the sudden confrontation that had occurred earlier that day.

He didn't enjoy the fight at all today. If Shen Sanshi hadn't been distracted and he hadn't seized the opportunity, who knows how long the fight would have gone on.

Moreover, judging from this fight, his strengths and weaknesses are quite obvious.

In a direct confrontation, he could be invincible with his Heaven-Shaking Limitless Palm, and even experts at the third level of Qi and Blood Transformation could not withstand his attack.

However, his shortcomings are also obvious. He can only charge head-on and recklessly, lacking effective means to evade the enemy's attacks, maneuver in detail, and pursue the defeated enemy.

This is because he has not practiced martial arts for long enough, his foundation is shallow, and he does not yet have the aid of lightness skills and agility.

"So, where can I find lightness skills, or techniques that primarily train leg strength? Like the Luo Sect?"

Ji Chen immediately rejected this approach. He was no longer a novice and understood the characteristics of their Luo Cult lineage very well.

Reckless!

刚！

猛！

From top to bottom, it's all about wide-ranging, sweeping martial arts techniques. It's not that leg techniques aren't included, but rather that there isn't a single one.

It's not as fast as his free blood and qi infusion, which makes his legs explode faster.

"By the way, this Ghost Shadow Smokeman has a great reputation in the martial arts world. He has caused trouble for many famous sects and local officials and is still alive. He must have made great achievements in lightness skills. I wonder if we can get something good out of him."

Thinking of this, Ji Chen couldn't help but feel hopeful. He quickly instructed his men to tell Zhang Shunwu to play it safe and not to kill Ghost Shadow Smoke.

While we're at it, let's see if we can find any martial arts manuals on Ghost Smoke.

Of course, Ji Chen had almost no hope of finding any martial arts manuals; what decent person would carry a manual around?

Those who died were not innocent enemies.

If it were Ji Chen, and his control panel were turned off, he would either carry a martial arts insight record book that he had encrypted himself, or he would just randomly write down a fake manual that looked impressive but would actually ruin his entire body if he practiced it.

In this way, the enemy who picked up his corpse might as well not train, because if they do, they'll end up going to the underworld with him later.

Got it!

Ji Chen's eyes lit up. "I have a control panel, so why can't I do it? This body will die sooner or later. Why don't I set a trap and see if anyone will fall into it?"

Without hesitation, Ji Chen summoned another subordinate to fetch paper and pen, and excitedly ran off to compile his martial arts manual.

He became interested and excited.

Meanwhile, Prefect Liu was so worried he was about to hang himself.

"Why haven't they arrived yet? It's been so long! The North Gate has already sent people to say they're about to fall. It's driving me crazy!"

Prefect Liu paced back and forth anxiously in the government office.