Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

The four of them simultaneously emerged from behind the pile of rocks, transforming into four afterimages as they silently disappeared into the branch's perimeter walls.

Ding Busan was the fastest. He lightly touched the wall with his toes and flipped himself onto the roof. He lay on the tiles like a real night owl and silently made his way to the back room.

He crouched on the roof ridge, carefully lifted a tile, and looked down. Li Tianxing, shirtless, was pinning a young female disciple to the bed, panting heavily and cursing, "Once I destroy Lianhai County, I'll kill all of that magistrate's women!"

Ding Busan curled his lip, thinking that the old man was still having erotic dreams even on his deathbed. He gently put the tile back in its original place and made a gesture towards the outside of the courtyard wall.

Upon receiving the signal, Xiong Kaishan looked around to make sure no one was there, then quickly rushed towards the main gate, carrying his ghost-head saber.

In the back room, Li Tianxing was on top of the female disciple, about to reach his climax, when the door was suddenly kicked open.

He felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and he jumped out of bed.

Upon seeing Xiong Kaishan rush in, his face darkened, and he leaped into the air:

"Xiong Kaishan, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? I'm taking your head!"

As Xiong Kaishan spoke, he brandished his knife and charged forward.

"court death!"

Li Tianxing didn't dodge, but instead slammed his elbow into the blade, forcefully knocking the Ghost Head Blade away.

Seeing this, Liu Rufeng seized the opening in the attack and suddenly rushed out of the darkness, unleashing the full power of the Quanzhen Sword Technique, the tip of his sword aimed straight for Li Tianxing's throat. Li Tianxing's pupils contracted sharply, and in his haste, he channeled his internal energy throughout his body, forcefully taking the first blow with his chest.

The sword tip pierced his chest, producing a crisp sound like metal clashing, and was deflected after only half an inch.

He struck out with his palm, the fiery palm wind as hot as a branding iron, distorting the air as it burned, heading straight for Liu Rufeng's face.

Liu Rufeng had anticipated this. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and floated away like a willow catkin, her sword slicing a bloody groove on Li Tianxing's right arm.

Just as Li Tianxing's palm strike faltered and his body slightly sluggish, Gongsun Mo flashed in and, with his right hand, used the judge's pen to strike the Tianshu acupoint, three inches below Li Tianxing's waist, from a tricky angle.

The moment the pen tip touched the acupoint, Gongsun Mo's internal energy flowed into the pen shaft, causing the pale golden internal energy around Li Tianxing to tremble violently and visibly dim.

Li Tianxing roared, unleashing his internal energy, which simultaneously forced Xiong Kaishan, Gongsun Mo, and Ding Busan, who was hanging upside down from the roof, back three steps.

Before Ding Busan could even stab with his pair of daggers, he was thrown over by the shockwave and tumbled in the air before regaining his balance.

Just as Li Tianxing regained his breath, Liu Rufeng's sword arrived.

This sword strike was silent and stealthy, lacking the previous dazzling brilliance. Only a cold glint appeared at the tip of the sword as it pierced through Li Tianxing's throat and exited through the back of his neck, clean and swift.

Li Tianxing's roar abruptly stopped. He froze on the spot, his eyes wide open, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but only a mouthful of bloody foam rose from his throat.

He slowly looked down at the sword that had pierced his throat, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The female disciple, who had just been pinned down by him, was wrapped in a blanket and huddled in the corner of the bed. She screamed in fright and then fainted.

The other disciples had just arrived after hearing the commotion when they saw Li Tianxing's tragic death. Their fighting spirit collapsed instantly. Some threw down their knives and knelt down to beg for mercy, while others tried to escape by climbing over the wall.

Liu Rufeng sheathed his sword and did not make another move.

It was handed over to Xiong Kaishan and others.

With flashes of sword light, in a short while, not a single Sun Moon Cult disciple remained standing in the courtyard.

After the battle ended, the four began cleaning up the battlefield.

Xiong Kaishan dragged Li Tianxing's body off the ground, searched for the token, pulled out the dagger from his waist, cut off his head, and threw it into a sack.

Ding Busan and Gongsun Mo cut off the heads of the other disciples one by one, put them in sacks, and piled them in the courtyard.

After the four men divided the heads, they headed towards Cangwu County under the moonlight.

The next morning, four dusty figures appeared at the gate of Cangwu County.

Liu Rufeng walked at the front and placed a wooden box in front of the guard:

"Liu Rufeng of the Quanzhen Sect has come to collect his admission quota."

The other three also presented their heads one by one.

The remaining three extra heads, except for Liu Rufeng's which was exchanged for a name, were sold on the spot to martial arts practitioners who were watching.

The onlookers were instantly excited by this outrageous move, and another group of people left the city that day with swords in hand, heading towards the headquarters of the Sun Moon Cult.

The Sun Moon Cult headquarters received the news several days later.

The cult leader, Li Haisheng, sat in the main hall, his face ashen as he listened to his subordinates' report, his teacup shattering in his hand.

Branch elder Li Tianxing was killed in battle, dozens of disciples lay dead in the wilderness, and the branch was burned to the ground.

Those people chopped off his disciple's head and used it to exchange for the qualification to enter Lianhai County. The instigator of all this was just a notice posted at the entrance of the Lianhai County government office.

Li Haisheng's fingers repeatedly rubbed the broken porcelain shards, oblivious to the cuts on his fingertips. His voice was filled with barely suppressed killing intent as he squeezed each word out from between his teeth.

"Pass down the order. All agents within the cult whose identities have not yet been exposed must go underground."

No one may act in the name of the Sun Moon Cult without my order.

At the same time, it was announced that the Lianhai County government was offering a reward for the heads of my sect's disciples, and my Sun Moon Divine Sect was also offering a reward for the soldiers of Lianhai County.

"The heads of Flying Tigers are worth five hundred taels each. The heads of officers in a thousand-household garrison are worth three hundred taels each."

In the study of the Lianhai County government office, Lin Mo was looking through the admission quota redemption records that Liu Si had just sent.

The booklet was filled with detailed records of the origin of each person's head, the name and sect of the person who made the exchange, the exchange date, and the usage of the quota.

He closed the booklet after reading the last page and let out a long sigh.

They used the tiger to devour the wolf, and the wolf is almost all gone.

After the tiger finishes eating the wolf, will it turn its attention to the person who released the tiger?

"Forget it, whether they're after me or not, I'll make some money off them first!"

"Liu Si, how's the city's reconstruction going?"

"Reporting to you, sir, it's about 70-80% complete!"

"Hmm, not bad. Let them work even harder. Where are the city management aunties?"

"The recruitment is complete, and Zhang Tie's wife, Wang Ni, is currently training them!"

"Alright! Whether Lianhai County can make a name for itself depends on this!"

Since Lianhai County now needs to step into the limelight, let's make a name for ourselves!

The candlelight flickered in the imperial study. The empress sat behind her desk, her slender yet voluptuous figure wrapped in a black dragon robe. Her hair was styled in a high bun, and her phoenix eyes held a commanding presence.

As she was reviewing memorials, her personal maidservant stepped forward quietly and bowed to present her with a secret report.

"Your Majesty, a scout reports that Lin Mo, the magistrate of Lianhai County in Hezhou, possesses a divine weapon that can kill a top-tier expert with a single strike from thousands of miles away."

The sect leader of the Hehuan Sect died beneath this object, and his remains were never found.

Now, all the sects and factions in the martial arts world are on the move, and the inns in Cangwu County are overflowing with people, all heading for that divine weapon.