Longevity Martial Arts: Obtain Golden Affixes at the Start

In Zhaohua Prefecture, the prefects of all counties gathered in the main hall. Today was a big day for the entire Zhaohua Prefecture.

The once-every-thirty-years Bone Plains No-Life Conference is about to begin, and each prefecture must register two participants.

Since Mo Wentian holds positions in two government offices, he must submit four applications.

This is a matter that will offend people. Although those who participate in the No-Life Assembly will be rewarded handsomely for their great contributions, the mortality rate is too high, and no one is willing to go.

However, this also gave the governors of each prefecture the opportunity to eliminate their political opponents.

Inside the inner hall, Qiu Shan sat at his desk, examining the documents submitted by the prefects of various counties one by one.

After receiving the list submitted by Mo Wentian, Qiu Shanjin frowned. He noticed Zhou Liang's name on it.

He initially wanted to cross out Zhou Liang's name, but after a moment's hesitation, he finally approved it.

After the list of all officials in Zhaohua Prefecture was confirmed, Hehua took the documents to the front hall and forwarded them to the prefects of each prefecture.

After reviewing the list, Mo Wentian felt relieved.

Ever since Qiu Shan met with Zhou Liang, Zhou Liang has outwardly complied with his orders but inwardly defied them, displaying an attitude of "what can you do to me?"

How could Mo Wentian ignore this? He then planned to use the Wusheng Assembly as a pretext to eliminate Zhou Liang.

……

The next day.

Inside the main hall of Yongchang Prefecture, which is adjacent to Zhaohua Prefecture.

Prefect Feng Liaoyuan and Yang Zhaojie, the governor of An'nan County, were discussing matters.

"You mean Zhou Liang wants to surrender?" Feng Liaoyuan asked.

Yang Zhaojie stepped forward: "Yes, sir. Zhou Liang, the magistrate of Longxiang County, sent someone to deliver a message saying that he is willing to submit to Yongchang Prefecture and submit to the command of the prefect."

"Mo Wentian treated Zhou Liang well, granting him three counties. Why would Zhou Liang betray him with such kindness?"

According to Zhou Liang, Mo Wentian is too suspicious and intolerant. A few days ago, Zhou Liang was summoned by Qiu Shan to Zhaohua Prefecture for a private talk. After returning, Mo Wentian became wary of him.

"For this No-Life Assembly, Mo Wentian submitted Zhou Liang's name as part of the list."

"The list of names for the Wusheng Assembly? That's a top secret for each prefecture. Zhou Liang is far away in Longxiang County, how could he know he's on the list?"

Yang Zhaojie said, "I have also asked about this. Zhou Liang only said that he has spies in the prefecture. This matter involves two prefectures, and I dare not make a decision on my own. I have come to ask the prefect for instructions."

Feng Liaoyuan got up, walked to the window, and opened it.

With his back to Yang Zhaojie, he said calmly, "If he's willing to come, then accept it. Since Mo Wentian is pushing the meat away, I have no reason not to take it."

Yang Zhaojie hesitated and said, "But if this gets out, I'm afraid..."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Feng Liaoyuan turned around. "I'm only afraid that Mo Wentian will turn against me? He's a good-for-nothing who climbed the ladder by relying on women, does he even deserve it?"

These words were extremely harsh, and Yang Zhaojie dared not respond, only listening with his head bowed.

The news quickly reached Longxiang County.

Upon receiving the reply, Zhou Liang carefully examined the document and, after confirming that it bore the seal of Yongchang Prefecture, he was immediately relieved.

He didn't want things to come to this. Mo Wentian gave him three counties, making him a local tyrant.

Ke Motian should never have done anything wrong, he should never have tampered with the Wusheng Assembly. Only one out of eight hundred people can survive in that place, it was clearly meant to kill him.

"Since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being unjust."

Zhou Liang stood up and walked to the side hall, where ten trusted confidants had been waiting for a long time; each of them was a master of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

These people have followed him for many years and have dared to brave any danger.

"Sir, where are we going?" It was the deputy, Chen Kui, who spoke.

Yokoe Prefecture.

Chen Kui was taken aback: "What are you going there for?"

"kill!"

Zhou Liang didn't say who he was going to kill, but his men didn't dare to ask any more questions. The eleven men left Longxiang County Office under the cover of night.

Hengjiang County and Longxiang County are only a hundred li apart, and it takes half an hour to get there by fast horse.

The horses in this world are hybrids of demonic beasts, so their endurance and speed are far beyond those of ordinary animals.

As dawn approaches, people are at their most drowsy.

Zhou Liang led his men to climb the city wall of the East Gate. Before the two guards could even draw their swords, Chen Kui slit their throats one by one.

"We'll split into two groups. Chen Kui, you take four men to the county government office and hold Mo Qiushui off. The rest of you, come with me!"

Of all the martial artists who have gone to the Wusheng Conference in previous years, those who have returned alive are definitely the elite of the elite. The seven kingdoms that participated in the conference are full of talented people. Zhou Liang does not consider himself to be an elite. If he went to the Wusheng Conference and faced those elites of the elite, he would basically have no chance of returning alive.

Now that his defection is imminent, he plans to kill Mo Qiushui and Hong Lang together to vent his hatred!

Zhou Liang led six men and quietly approached the vicinity of Hong Lang's residence.

As dawn broke, the entire alley was as quiet as a graveyard.

He raised his hand and made a gesture, and the six men immediately scattered. Two guarded the back wall, two climbed onto the opposite roof and set up their bows and arrows, and the remaining two followed behind him, creeping forward along the base of the wall.

"Sir, is that the one?" Chen Kui asked in a low voice.

Zhou Liang nodded, his gaze falling on the tightly closed courtyard gate in front of him.

He led Chen Kui and another subordinate into the courtyard, before they could even determine their direction.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow shot out from inside the house, so fast that its trajectory was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

Before Chen Kui could even utter a sound, the arrow pierced his left temple and exited through his right temple, leaving a cloud of blood mist.

He stood frozen in place for a moment, then fell straight to the ground like a felled log.

"There's an ambush!"

Zhou Liang let out a low shout and retreated rapidly, but before he could finish speaking, two more arrows were released from the bow almost simultaneously.

The second arrow pierced the throat of another man, who struggled for a couple of steps before collapsing to the ground.

The third arrow grazed Zhou Liang's ear, severing half of it.

Zhou Liang was terrified. He lightly touched the ground with his toes and jumped over the wall.

"Go! Go quickly!"

Zhou Liang gritted his teeth and climbed over the wall, but stumbled when he landed and almost lost his balance.

The remaining three men escorted him as he ran wildly toward the alley entrance. Two more arrows were shot at him, one of whom fell to the ground, while the other was shot through the thigh and rolled on the ground screaming.

Without looking back, Zhou Liang mounted his horse and galloped away.

Wu Xiaoxiao fired another arrow, finishing off the fallen warrior. She twirled the black bow in her hand, her face full of disdain: "That's it? You couldn't even withstand a volley from me!"

The battle ended even faster at the county government office.

Mo Qiushui stood on the steps of the county government office, holding a long sword, blood still dripping from the tip.

Four corpses lay on the steps, all killed with a single sword strike.

Judging from the fluctuations in Mo Qiushui's aura, she had already stepped into the Meridian Opening Realm. These martial artists in the Marrow Cleansing Realm were no match for her at all.

Outside Hengjiang City.

Zhou Liang lay prone on the horse's back, a sharp pain shooting through his ears, but he dared not stop.

The arrows behind him were still etched in his mind; if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have lost more than just half an ear.

This archery skill is simply unbelievable!

Zhou Liang gritted his teeth, his heart filled with fear.

The intelligence never mentioned that Hong Lang had such an archery expert by his side; the power of those arrows was not something that someone in the Meridian Opening Realm could shoot.

Mo Wentian... it must have been Mo Wentian who arranged this!