The Star River Era! The Dimensional Freedom Demon

Prefect Liu waited anxiously, and the tea in his cup went cold time and time again.

But he noticed that fewer and fewer people were moving around in the mansion. Finally, when even the servant who was supposed to change his tea disappeared, Prefect Liu realized something was wrong.

Where are they?!

Where did everyone go?

"Where is the Assistant Magistrate? Or Prefect Huang?"

The prefect panicked completely. One thought after another surfaced in his mind, only to be suppressed by him.

"Impossible, impossible! Sect Master Shen is a master of the third stage of Qi and Blood Transformation, and 'Ghost Shadow Smoke Guest' is a renowned and capable member of the Sticky Pole Division. Lu Xiao is just a child, how could he possibly withstand him? How could he possibly withstand him?!"

Prefect Liu, hoarse and disheveled, ran out of the government office. The scene before him shattered all his illusions, leaving him utterly despondent.

Wearing the standard armor of the Qing Dynasty, and having been sent by him not long ago to repel the elite troops of Lu Xiao's forces, he now recklessly barges into various grand mansions.

The clanging of armor echoed through the streets and alleys; those elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, who were supposed to be guarding the city, had now become the most ruthless bandits.

A captain led the way, kicking open the vermilion gate. Anyone who blocked the way was beaten and killed. Some soldiers even committed adultery on the spot when they saw a beautiful woman, displaying the frenzied behavior of someone who had just been defeated and fled.

If they hadn't known that Yuezhou Prefecture was destined to fall and that they too would become prisoners, they would never have dared to be so presumptuous.

This is their final madness; they want to make up for their losses with looting and cover up their bewilderment with violence.

After the collapse of order, those who maintain it often unleash even greater destructive power.

Prefect Liu dared not think about it further, and he no longer had the heart to curse his colleagues who had abandoned him and fled for their lives. Despair engulfed him like a tidal wave.

Snapped!

Prefect Liu slammed his head against the stone lion in front of the government office.

Shortly after his death, Ji Chen led his men with decisive action and quickly brought the situation under control.

Damn it, I haven't even picked up my chopsticks yet, and you've already started scraping the plate, huh?

I must be the first to taste the spoils of the territory I conquer.

Moreover, these defeated soldiers behaved so badly that they could easily corrupt his own troops.

Therefore, Ji Chen, filled with murderous intent, decided to act swiftly and decisively to rectify the chaos.

Ji Chen casually slashed a soldier, a repressed and violent man, to death with a single stroke, then conveyed his cold voice amidst the woman's screams:

"Pass on my orders!"

"Wherever my troops are stationed, anyone who takes advantage of the chaos to commit evil, whether they are officers, soldiers, or followers—"

Ji Chen coldly observed a captain who, realizing things were going badly, was frantically hiding his overflowing gold and silver treasures.

Ji Chen sneered, raised his hand and fired an arrow. The arrow seemed to have eyes, ignoring everything and piercing through his throat. The arrow's momentum did not diminish, and it trembled and hummed as it was embedded in the wall. "All are like this."

The trembling people remained trembling, but a glimmer of light gradually appeared in their despairing eyes.

Half an hour later, at the main gate of the government office, more than thirty corpses wearing Qing Dynasty armor and the heads of more than a hundred Baiyang Sect members bound with white strips were neatly stacked, proving that what Ji Chen said earlier was true.

Among them were people who picked fights with him.

For example, the generals and protectors of the Baiyang Sect who came in from other city gates were all beaten by him with arrows or palm strikes and fled in a sorry state.

Such domineering behavior made him a thorn in the side of many high-ranking members of the White Sun Sect, who were full of complaints about him.

Ji Chen chose to ignore this.

He couldn't really take an enemy that he couldn't even defeat at this moment seriously.

As for the difficulties we might encounter in the future...

A true man knows what to do and what not to do.

He could tolerate soldiers plundering landlords and wealthy households; in his detached, demonic mindset, this was in accordance with the laws of nature, taking from the surplus to make up for the deficiency.

They could even tolerate their subordinates collecting protection money from ordinary people, because this was in accordance with the human principle of taking from the poor to give to the rich. This was true in feudal times and even in the capitalist era, if you dig deep enough.

This is a necessary means to mobilize humanity and unite more forces.

But what he couldn't tolerate was that some people would wantonly kill innocent people for their own benefit.

. . . . . .

"They actually found something on the Ghost Smoker?"

Ji Chen took the little yellow book that Zhang Shunwu handed him with some surprise.

"What an idiot Old Deng is, wandering around with the secret manual like that."

Zhang Shunwu stepped forward with a wry smile and said:

"According to that old man, this manual was originally hidden away, but after he was seriously injured by my teaching that time, he had new insights and took it back to make it easier to record. Then the prefect of this city summoned him to ambush you, big brother, so he didn't have time to hide it again."

Upon hearing this, Ji Chen felt that the opportunity was miraculous, but he still did not relax his vigilance regarding the secret manual.

Judging from his own experience, he felt it was better to be cautious about this.

"It's a pity that it lacks true intent," Zhang Shunwu said with some regret.

True intentions!

A glint of light flashed in Ji Chen's eyes.

Even now, he still feels lingering fear about the true intention. When Lu Dongsheng conveyed the true intention to him, he was terribly tricked by the Eternal Mother.

So when he heard that there was no real intention, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that some powerful figure would target him again and force him to delete his account.

"What? Shun Wu doesn't even believe in my talent? So what if I don't have the real intention? I, Lu Xiao, can still cultivate it successfully, and not only will I cultivate it successfully, I will cultivate it better than others!"

Domineering!

At this moment, Zhang Shunwu deeply felt the domineering spirit in his boss's heart, as well as his unparalleled confidence.

Coming to his senses, Zhang Shunwu repeatedly said he dared not, saying that in front of Boss Lu, who would dare to mention the word "talent"?

This stubborn brute even praised Ji Chen as the "reincarnation of the Martial Ancestor" and "the descent of Sirius."

Zhang Shunwu genuinely believed this; he had never seen a martial artist like Ji Chen, who, after less than a month of training, could directly confront and defeat a martial artist who had undergone three transformations of Qi and Blood.

I still remember that during the White Sun Sect Dharma Assembly, Ji Chen's strength was barely enough to overpower him.

Then, as if in the blink of an eye, Zhang Shunwu couldn't even see Lu Laoda's shadow anymore.

"However, if you have the real intention, boss, you can save yourself some trouble, right?"

That was all Zhang Shunwu could say in the end.

Ji Chen's eyes flickered.

The true intention is the cornerstone of this world.

Without genuine intention, cultivating one's qi and blood to reach the extraordinary level is like climbing a hundred-story building out of thin air.

Yes, it's a high-rise building without stairs or elevators.

The true intention, in the realm of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, is roughly equivalent to the staircase in a tall building.

Although climbing up is still tiring, it's not impossible.

As Ji Chen flipped through the "Quicksand Without Trace Steps" left behind by Ghost Shadow Smoke, he pondered how to bypass the limitations of the true intention and comprehend the true meaning of martial arts techniques.

In the main world, if he weren't afraid of being exposed, he could send his martial arts techniques to a mature artificial intelligence, allowing the AI ​​to generate harmless and perfectly suited techniques based on the intent and routines of the martial arts.

But here...

Despite Ji Chen's boastful words, he knows his own limitations. He struggles to even climb stairs, let alone climb with his bare hands.

"However, my body already has a sufficient foundation. Even if the direction of strengthening my body cannot match this technique, with my own excellent performance, I can force it to work by simply using the routines and techniques of this technique, without pursuing its true meaning and essence."

"Besides, people in this world are somewhat like the 'use it or lose it' principle. Maybe if we keep practicing, we'll find the trick. We'll write it down and then check the cost of learning the accelerated mode to see if it works."

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

"Damn, this old guy really did encrypt some parts."

Ji Chen was furious. He could clearly see that some of the key techniques and secrets behind this skill had been translated into Chinese by that old bastard, Ghost Shadow Smoke!