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Inside the study of the Zhou family residence.

Zhou Heng and Xue She chatted idly while holding teacups.

"Brother-in-law, you said that Mu Yang has only been practicing martial arts for three months, yet he was able to kill the Yellow Wind Old Monster. With his talent, wouldn't he be a leading figure among the younger generation in the entire county?" Zhou Heng exclaimed.

Xue She leaned back in his chair, took a sip of tea, and said, "Lei Jiaojiao, the eldest daughter of the Lei family in Qinghe County, bathed in medicinal liquids from a young age. Starting at the age of six, she used various demon flesh and precious medicines to strengthen her foundation. When she first started learning martial arts at the age of twelve, she reached the perfection of the flesh and skin realm. The following year, she completed her first tendon and bone tempering."

"Three years later, I once again tempered my muscles and bones, achieving the steel-like body. In the same year, I broke through to the Blood Marrow Realm. Two years later, I reached the perfection of the Blood Marrow Realm. Now, at the age of twenty or thirty, I have already reached the perfection of the fourth-order Qi Condensation Realm and can enter the fifth-order Meridian Opening Realm at any time."

"And this, among the younger generation in Qinghe County, is only barely in the top five."

At this point, Xue She looked wistful.

He spent half his life cultivating to the late stage of the Blood Marrow Realm, a level that others had already far surpassed by the age of eighteen.

Is it because he is less talented than others?

Perhaps.

But more importantly, it's a gap in resources.

The rare medicinal herb that Qingxi County has been searching for for ten years, the third-tier demon meat that Lei Jiaojiao has been eating since childhood and that he can only eat once in a long while, Lei Jiaojiao eats almost every meal without fail, and even the quality is higher.

Now his opponent is less than half his age, yet his strength far surpasses his.

This is the difference in background and resources.

In this respect, he is far inferior.

Even Mu Yang, who was exceptionally talented, was no exception.

In the path of martial arts, the higher one progresses, the greater the demand for resources.

Without precious medicines and demon flesh, let alone advancing further, even maintaining one's current strength would be difficult.

Even with exceptional talent, unless one is subservient to the powerful and influential, the road ahead will be fraught with difficulties!

"Ugh!"

After hearing what Xue She said, Zhou Heng couldn't help but sigh.

Although he was not skilled in martial arts, he knew how difficult it was to learn, and he understood that if he wanted to reach a higher level in the future, he would need a lot of resources.

Based on his understanding of Mu Yang over the past few days, the other party was clearly not the type to curry favor with the powerful.

"I hope Muyang will have a bright future..." Zhou Heng sighed.

"Knock knock knock!!!"

Just as Zhou Heng and his companion were sighing, a rapid knocking sounded on the door.

"Enter!"

After Zhou Heng spoke, a servant of the Zhou family immediately pushed open the door and rushed in, reporting anxiously, "Master! Something terrible has happened! Head Shepherd... Head Shepherd, carrying a demon corpse, has arrived at the gate of the Wang family mansion!"

Zhou Heng and Xue She: ? ? ?

The two looked at each other, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

What happened?

Mu Yang just got home, so why is he already at the Wang family mansion?

And also, if you're going, why bring a demon corpse with you...?

Wait, a demon corpse!

A scene flashed through Zhou Heng's mind, and he suddenly remembered what Mu Yang had said when they were drinking.

......

"If we have evidence, could we take action against them directly in the city?"

......

After all that, it turns out Mu Yang is going to use false evidence!

They never imagined that evidence could be obtained this way.

But upon closer reflection, it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with it.

Mu Yang is now a great hero in Qingxi County. His continuous demon-slaying deeds are known throughout the city, and his reputation is at its peak.

The Wang family, known for bullying men and women and acting with impunity, already had a terrible reputation.

When Mu Yang said the Wang family had problems, the people actually believed him.

Moreover, it is a fact that the Wang family colluded with demons. As long as Mu Yang insists on this, and takes the opportunity to search the Wang family tonight to find some clues, that will be enough to convict the Wang family.

With this in mind, Zhou Heng immediately said, "Go and notify all the constables to assemble at the Wang family mansion immediately."

"Brother-in-law, let's go ahead and try to solidify the Wang family's guilt tonight!"

..................

On the other side, in front of the Wang family mansion.

The night was as dark as ink, so thick it was impossible to see through.

The bright moon was completely obscured by thick, dark clouds, with only a few pale rays of light barely illuminating the bluestone path in front of the Wang family mansion.

The vermilion gate was wide open, and the lights inside and outside were bright, yet it exuded a chilling and ominous atmosphere.

Six Wang family servants, wielding black and gold iron rods, immediately surrounded Mu Yang after receiving Wang Shijun's order.

Wang Shijun's face turned cold as he sternly rebuked, "My Wang family has been established in Qingxi County for a century. How dare a mere constable like you run wild here!"

"Now, lay down your weapons and surrender immediately. For the sake of the government, I might spare your life!"

Mu Yang remained expressionless, not even bothering to open his mouth.

He didn't have the habit of arguing with the dead.

He simply glanced around to confirm the location of the six servants.

Seeing that Mu Yang ignored him, Wang Shijun immediately waved his hand: "Attack!"

However, just as he finished speaking...

"Whoosh—!"

A flash of silver light streaked past, so fast that its trajectory was completely obscured.

The sneer on the faces of those vicious servants had not yet faded when the iron rods in their hands were already broken in two.

Immediately afterwards, muffled thuds sounded.

Six heads fell to the ground, and scalding blood stained the long street.

The entire entrance to the Wang family's residence fell into a deathly silence.

"What a sharp knife!"

Wang Shijun's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was greatly alarmed.

He never expected that this young-looking constable would be so fast at drawing his knife.

It was so fast that even he, a martial artist at the early stage of the Blood Marrow Realm, could hardly see it clearly.

"No wonder you dared to cause trouble at my Wang family's house; it turns out you really do have some skill!"

Wang Shijun suppressed his shock and suddenly drew his long sword from his waist.

While distracting Mu Yang with words, she circulated her qi and blood, stomped her feet on the ground, and rushed towards Mu Yang, who had just finished swinging his sword, like an arrow.

The sword gleamed with a cold light, its tip sharp and menacing, aiming straight for Mu Yang's heart with a whooshing sound.

Mu Yang's blade was swift, but his sword was no less so!

However, Wang Shijun's confident sword strike appeared as slow as a snail in Mu Yang's eyes.

He simply turned slightly to the side to avoid the fierce sword strike, and then with a flick of his wrist, he swung the Royal Feather Broadsword from bottom to top.

"puff!!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh suddenly rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a clanging sound of metal falling to the ground rang out.

Wang Shijun's sword-wielding hand was severed at shoulder level.

"ah--!!!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed through the night sky.

Wang Shijun's face turned deathly pale. He covered the smooth cut and stumbled backward, falling heavily to the ground.

The excruciating pain caused his body to convulse, and the arrogance in his eyes as he looked at Mu Yang was gone, replaced by an intense, overwhelming fear.

Mu Yang remained silent, simply holding his sword in one hand, and walked step by step toward Wang Shijun.

"stop!!"

A furious shout suddenly rang out from not far away.

A figure, like a ghost, darted out of the mansion and appeared in front of the door in an instant.

The newcomer, with white hair and beard, was none other than Wang Rudong, the patriarch of the Wang family, who had come upon hearing the commotion.