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

The Empress paused slightly as she reviewed the memorials, raising her eyes with a hint of surprise in them.

"To kill a top-tier expert with a single strike from thousands of miles away?"

"Several thousand steps, right?"

The female official bowed her head and replied:

"This servant does not know either. The secret report says it's a thousand miles away. The news came from a secret letter from the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect."

He said that in the Battle of Black Stone Gully, the main force of the rebels, numbering six thousand, was ambushed by the Flying Tigers of Lianhai County. After Lin Mo learned that the mastermind was the leader of the Hehuan Sect, he took out a black, long, and large object and mumbled two incantations.

The sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, who was thousands of miles away, died on the spot, leaving no trace of his body!

The Empress put down her vermilion pen and picked up the secret report, reading it carefully from beginning to end.

After reading it, she remained silent for a long while before slowly placing the report on the table and rubbing her throbbing temples.

Regardless of whether the divine weapon is exaggerated, Lianhai County has now become the focus of the entire martial arts world.

Those rebel leaders were all eyeing it covetously; if they were to seize this divine weapon, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She is the Empress of the Great Xia Kingdom, and the person sitting on the dragon throne must not allow anyone to take her life from a thousand miles away!

"The eunuch Cao Dahai, the Grand Secretary of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs, is hereby appointed."

The Empress's voice regained its usual majesty.

Before long, a fair-skinned, beardless middle-aged eunuch strode into the imperial study.

Cao Dahai was dressed in a scarlet python robe with a silver fish pouch hanging at his waist. He walked with light and steady steps, making almost no sound when he landed on the carpet.

Although he was a eunuch, he was tall and robust, with prominent temples and a pair of eyes that shone with a restrained brilliance. He possessed an imposing aura that he could not unleash. He was a master who had acquired his skills through training!

Having served in the palace for most of his life, from the late emperor to the empress, he never lost the emperor's favor.

"Your humble servant Cao Dahai greets Your Majesty."

Cao Dahai bowed respectfully.

The Empress pushed the secret report to the side of the table, her tone indifferent:

"Cao Dahai, go to Lianhai County and find the magistrate named Lin Mo."

It is said in the martial arts world that he possesses a divine weapon that can kill a top-tier master with a single strike from thousands of miles away.

I don't care whether this news is true or false, go and see for yourself. This kind of divine weapon must be handed over to the court.

I will never treat him unfairly; I will promote him to higher official positions, grant titles and honors to his wife and children, and grant them benefits as he pleases.

If he doesn't know what's good for him...

The Empress paused, raised her phoenix eyes, and her gaze was as cold as frost.

He was executed on the spot.

If he can't be dignified, then be dignified for him.

Cao Dahai smiled slightly:

"Your Majesty, rest assured."

No one in the Great Xia Kingdom has yet been born who would dare to defy the imperial decree.

If he doesn't know what's good for him, this servant will have him beaten to death on the spot and take him back to the capital along with that divine weapon.

He paused, then bowed humbly.

"However, Your Majesty, if I may be so bold as to ask, if he truly does not possess any divine weapon, then are all the rumors circulating in the martial world mere gossip?"

The Empress paused for a moment, then tapped her fingers lightly twice on the imperial desk:

"Then ransack his house until we find him!"

"This servant understands."

Cao Dahai bowed again, took three steps back, and turned to leave the imperial study.

A new notice has been posted at the entrance of Cangwu County.

All martial arts practitioners holding "Lianhai Pass" were to gather at the county government office at 3:45 AM the following day, where the Flying Tigers would organize them to travel to Lianhai County.

Next to the notice stood a huge wooden sign, densely covered with instructions for entering the city:

Spitting and urinating indiscriminately are prohibited. Littering is also prohibited. Loud noises in public places are forbidden. Fighting and brawling are also prohibited. Weapons are prohibited from being carried into the city. All swords, bows, and crossbows must be stored in the armory at the city gate.

Violators will be fined for minor offenses, detained on the spot for serious offenses, and executed for particularly serious offenses, depending on the severity of the offense.

The announcement immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

A rogue cultivator carrying a sword on his back shouted at the top of his lungs:

"What is this place called?"

Do I have to be searched just to enter a county town?

I've never been subjected to such rules even in the capital!

A young woman standing nearby, who appeared to be a female knight-errant, also frowned and said:

"We're not allowed to bring weapons. What if something happens?"

Many more people stared at the words "Pass valid for thirty days" on the notice and began to whisper among themselves:

"You have to leave once the 30 days are up?"

"If you leave and want to come back, you have to reapply?"

"It also says later that marrying a local resident can grant permanent residency!"

A knowing chuckle suddenly broke out from the crowd.

Zhou Ping stood in front of the notice board and fired a shot into the air with his rifle.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, all the noise vanished instantly.

Zhou Ping glanced at everyone expressionlessly, his voice low but clear:

Listen carefully, everyone.

Lianhai County has its own rules; if you want to enter the city, you must first sign a guarantee.

Those who don't sign can leave now; their passes will be invalidated, and their spots will not be refunded.

He slammed a thick stack of guarantees on the table, placed the pen and inkpad on the side, and called out names one by one.

The person whose name was called stepped forward and signed the guarantee.

Ke Zhenhai was at the front of the line. He walked to the table with his iron crutch, picked up a brush and wrote the character "Ke" crookedly on the guarantee. Then he put the brush on the table, snorted, and walked to the side to wait.

Liu Rufeng followed behind, picked up a brush, and neatly signed his name with elegant and powerful handwriting.

After signing the papers, Ding Busan squatted down next to the table and started counting heads. After counting for a while, he realized he had miscounted and was slapped on the forehead by Xiong Kaishan and dragged away.

At the hour of Chen (7-9 AM), the first group of martial arts practitioners who received passes headed to Lianhai County under the escort of the Flying Tigers.

The moment they entered Lianhai County, everyone stopped in their tracks.

"What the hell is this?"

Xiong Kaishan was the first to shout, staring down at the ground beneath his feet, rubbing his toes against it a few times, then squatting down and punching it twice, until his hand bones went numb.

"It's not bluestone slabs, nor rammed earth, so why is this grayish stuff so hard?"

It's even smoother than the paving stones at the entrance of the Imperial Palace in Beijing!

Liu Rufeng had already knelt on one knee, tapped the ground with his knuckles, and then concentrated his power at his fingertips, grabbing the ground with a sudden shove.

Only a few faint white marks appeared on the road surface.

"It's incredibly sturdy!"

He muttered to himself as he looked up and gazed down the gray-white road toward the end of the street. The entire street was smooth and flat from beginning to end, without a single pothole or crack, like a collapsed city wall.

He stood up, remained silent for a long while, and then said in a low voice:

"I've traveled the world for most of my life, from the capital to the South China Sea, from the East China Sea to the Western Regions, and I've never seen a road like this."

Gongsun Mo had already pulled a worn-out calligraphy brush from his sleeve, licked the tip with his tongue, and began to write directly on his sleeve, muttering to himself as he wrote:

"The main street of Lianhai County is about three zhang wide. The road surface is made of grayish-white hard stone, which is smoother and flatter than bluestone. The people of Lianhai County say that it is made of cement..."

After writing a sentence, he squatted down to examine the texture of the road surface, ran his finger along a very fine seam, and then suddenly stood up, almost bumping into Ding Busan behind him.