The Star River Era! The Dimensional Freedom Demon

The young raven's face was contorted with rage as he struggled to turn over, trying to see with his bloodshot eyes who was humiliating him.

Wu Yinghuan rubbed his foot against the wound on the lower back. The young man couldn't bear the pain and immediately begged for mercy.

"Heroes, heroes! I've hidden all my money. You can't get it even if you kill me. Why don't you let me go, and I'll tell you where I hid it... Ahhh, stop stepping on it!"

"Damn it, you bastard, you dare to negotiate? You're going to die whether you give in or not. If you give in, I'll make things easier for you. If you don't, you'll experience all the tortures I mentioned before!"

Wu Yinghuan clenched her fist, her knuckles cracking, and looked fierce.

The young rabbit was so frightened that he wet the ground, his voice cracking with terror:

"How dare you! My great-aunt was a concubine of the late emperor. If you dare to kill me, the emperor will exterminate your entire family!"

Ji Chen kicked him unconscious, too lazy to listen to his nagging.

They've already rebelled; they're just playing a game of tag, so why would they be afraid of this threat?

Besides, what does Lu Xiao's entire family have to do with him?

"Alright, Brother Wu has avenged his great enemy and is in a good mood, so I won't get in your way. Brothers, let's go."

Just then, Commander Liu ran out excitedly, accompanied by two disheveled old men dressed as scholars.

Clearly, Commander Liu has found the Liao people who know the Jin script, so Ji Chen naturally has no reason to stay here.

After Ji Chen spoke, he mounted his horse and left without waiting for Wu Yinghuan to stop him.

As for the inner city being burned down and a lot of people being killed?

It's only natural for someone to take revenge; why is he making such a fuss?

Watching Ji Chen's departing figure, Wu Yinghuan sighed with emotion:

"Brother Lu is a straightforward man. Alright, let's go. Tomorrow morning, I'll take these two beasts to their parents' graves to pay our respects."

. . . . . .

Ji Chen led his troops directly back to the South District.

He occupied that place the earliest, and he also "rented" a large area of ​​land and houses from wealthy households as his residence. At a time when the various scattered groups of the Baiyang Sect were entering Yuezhou Prefecture, it could be considered a rare quiet place.

Upon returning, Ji Chen looked at his men and saw that they were exhausted from the night's march. He waved his hand and told them to go and rest.

Ji Chen was also tired, and everyone was busy all night.

However, compared to the average person, today's activities undoubtedly took the most energy out of him.

The breakthrough in his cultivation technique and the increase in his physical attributes did help him recover somewhat from the damage to his brain, but it only helped him in the subconscious. In daily activities, direct manipulation by consciousness was still the main method.

He controlled this body with his consciousness and completed many complex operations today, pushing his mental energy to its limit.

Learn archery, capture the city gates with arrows, take inventory of and appease the people in the occupied area...

Fighting Shen Sanshi, capturing the ghostly smoker, and suppressing the chaos in the city...

Each and every one of these matters is not something that can be easily dealt with.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Ji Chen summoned the two Liao people who knew the Jin script.

He had a premonition that the bottleneck he had been unable to break through in the second transformation of Qi and Blood should be the "Tracesless Steps of Quicksand".

The accelerated training mode can be activated, and the cost of the Qingyang Solidification Stake is not outrageous.

Judging from the characteristics of the panel, this indirectly shows that he can break through the second transformation of Qi and Blood.

However, he seems to be missing some key elements.

It's like flying too many flights, causing kidney deficiency and depletion of essence, which then prevents the flag from being raised.

In this situation, you can't just focus on quitting. The root of the problem has already been established, and quitting alone won't cure it. You also need medication, a regular sleep schedule, and regular exercise.

We must address the primary contradictions while also taking secondary contradictions into account.

Ji Chen's main cultivation technique, the Heaven-Shaking Limitless Palm, primarily strengthens the upper limbs. As a result, Ji Chen's lower limb strength is inevitably weaker than his upper limb strength, which becomes a weakness in his advancement to the second stage of Qi and Blood.

Ji Chen privately believed that as long as he learned the "Quicksand Without Trace Step" and upgraded it to level 1 and level 2, making up for the shortcomings of his body, the bottleneck of the second transformation of Qi and Blood would be broken by itself.

So Ji Chen, unusually, gave the two thugs a friendly look and smiled as he served them some food.

The middle-aged man, dressed in a blue mandarin jacket and exuding a scholarly air, trembled as he accepted the rice bowl from Ji Chen, hurriedly saying:

"No need for that, sir. I can do it myself. How could I trouble someone as precious as you?"

He was terrified by the massacre last night, and every time he closed his eyes to sleep, he had a nightmare of blood and fire.

Another somewhat aged-looking rabble had a flushed face since arriving, and he kept looking at Ji Chen with resentment and malice.

Clearly, this old man was furious about the heavy casualties among his relatives last night and was taking out his anger on Ji Chen.

Perhaps it was because Ji Chen's attitude was too good, but this old scoundrel who was trembling and wailing last night, praying to the shaman and the Eternal Heaven for help, dared to show his displeasure today.

He looked at Ji Chen, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Now that you're scared, it's too late.

When I get out this time, I'll go to the capital and sue you all, and I'll slaughter everyone here without leaving a single survivor.

You lowly people, since you dare to rebel against the rule of the great Liao people, we will surely slaughter you and turn the entire Jingzhou into a wasteland.

He took the rice bowl from Ji Chen, hummed twice with self-satisfaction, and didn't say a single word of thanks.

Ji Chen wasn't annoyed; he just smiled.

He's just a homeless old dog. If he doesn't do his job properly, he'll have plenty of ways to make trouble for him later.

Seemingly sensing the chill in Ji Chen's smile, the middle-aged man trembled even more.

I'm going to die! I'm going to die!

How can the old man be so blind? Even if his whole family dies, he shouldn't drag me down with him. What if he kills us later?

I barely survived, I don't want to die!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man bypassed Ji Chen and went straight up to give the old man a big slap in the buttocks. Due to the excessive force, the old man almost lost his balance.

"Old man! The army is giving you food because they think highly of you, and you still have this attitude? You're giving me too much credit!"

After regaining his footing, the middle-aged man looked at Ji Chen obsequiously, "I'm sorry, sir, I was just too angry, that's why I accidentally hit him."

He's a talented person.

Ji Chen looked at the middle-aged man with some amusement and said:

"Alright, I won't hold your rudeness against you. What's your name?"

"Sir, my name is Bayan."

"Alright, as long as you do your job well, I'll ensure you have no worries in Yuezhou City, and I'll never let you go hungry."

After speaking with the middle-aged man, Ji Chen looked at the old man and said:

"And you, old man, my promise applies to you as well."

Ji Chen doesn't hesitate to show respect to those who are valuable.

Perhaps awakened by the slap from the middle-aged man, the old man cowered and grunted in response.

Ji Chen then assigned them their mission.

Upon hearing that the task involved translating Jin script, a glint of shrewdness flashed in the old Liao man's eyes, and he hurriedly said:

"Sir... Sir, please give us the original text. The two of us can translate it within a day."

Ji Chen gave him a meaningful look, a half-smile playing on his lips, and said:

"No rush. I've arranged two separate houses for the two of you. I've divided the translation into two parts, one in each room. You only need to translate one part."

How could he possibly arrange for the two of them to be together? What if they conspired to give him a wrong translation?

As for the two parts, that's a lie too. He didn't separate them at all; instead, he prepared two sets of vocabulary words, but he scrambled the order of the words.

Ji Chen took out the vocabulary words he had prepared beforehand and arranged for the two to translate them in different rooms as soon as possible.

The old man glanced quickly at the other person's translation and found that the beginnings were indeed different. Reassured, he went down with the soldier.

However, Ji Chen's words before they entered the house made his heart jump into his throat again.

"If the translation is good, you'll all get your share of the rewards, but if it's bad, hehe..."

Its meaning is self-evident.