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Chapter 4 Transfer Order

boom!

The crisp sound of a porcelain cup shattering came from inside the room.

The constables from the Six Doors of Nanming Prefecture who were coming and going all unconsciously slowed their footsteps.

After the news spread throughout Changhe County, they could understand why Lord Qian was so furious.

The Six Doors, a prefecture-level institution, are managed by three gatekeepers, one of whom is Lord Qian.

This mission to capture the snake demon Liu Xiangquan was personally planned and directed by him.

Liu Xiangquan, holding the Earth Pearl, escaped from the inescapable net, which was already a slap in the face to him.

But these are not the most serious problems.

"The name of our Nanming Prefecture comes from the Nanming River, which flows through the four seas, six rivers, and eight lakes."

"The excuse that the dragon grandson appeared at the Liu family mansion to discuss the grand sacrifice is barely plausible."

"But how could a mere eighth-rank mortal, a nobody, manage to bypass the inescapable law and lead people to the backyard to carry out an assassination..."

Someone clicked their tongue slightly but didn't continue speaking.

If the dragon grandson had been discovered trapped in the formation that night, Xiong Lin wouldn't have put on such a grand show of "it's none of my business, I'm completely impartial" in front of everyone!

Everyone can sense that undercurrents are gradually surging within the government offices.

Not long after.

To quell his anger, Master Qian summoned his trusted confidants.

"Take good care of the injured; this time the reward will be doubled."

"The person who killed the alligator demon that night was Cheng Ye, right? He's a promising talent; we should nurture him."

"We just happen to need a partner for Liu Haoran's case, so let him go. I have high hopes for him."

Upon hearing this, the confidant hesitated before speaking:

"Sect Master."

"Isn't this too dangerous?"

Master Qian snorted and asked in return:

"A sword's sharpness comes from honing; is it really safe for Liu Haoran to go on a case?"

How can young people grow if they don't endure hardship?

The confidant immediately felt that what Master Qian said made sense, but he also felt that something was not right.

……

boom!

Chen Hai slammed his hand on the table and shouted:

"Of course something's wrong!"

"How many days has Xiao Cheng been with the Six Doors?"

The constable from the prefectural government, who had come to Changning County to deliver an official document, reluctantly bowed.

"Officer Chen."

"This is the transfer order that Master Qian used his seal for."

"That young constable Cheng already has an eighth-rank cultivation level, which just meets the requirements for recruitment."

The implication is that complaining to me won't change anything; everything is done according to the rules.

Chen Hai accepted the official document with a grim expression, while the constables in the manor breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

Not long after.

Cheng, who was patrolling the county, also returned to his post.

Today is the third day since he transmigrated. During this time, he has gradually adapted and integrated into his current identity.

Seeing Chen Hai's gloomy face, Cheng Ye's heart skipped a beat.

"Is something wrong again?"

"Chen Tou'er?"

Chen Hai looked up and saw Cheng Ye, managing a weak smile:

"Is there no problem with the county?"

Cheng shook his head slightly, his gaze falling on Chen Hai's hand.

"Ugh!"

Chen Hai sighed and handed the document to Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye was taken aback for a moment.

He then took the document, quickly read through its contents, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Why does Chen Hai look so worried when it's just a simple conscription?

"This Liu Haoran is a genius in the manor. He broke through to the fifth rank half a year ago and entered the Thunderclap Hall."

Chen Hai explained the situation to Cheng Ye.

"It's our duty to provide assistance when he's handling a case."

"You are an eighth-rank martial artist, which meets the requirements."

That being the case.

Why did Chen Haiqian make that expression just now?

"There are plenty of qualified people, why insist on sending someone like you, a newcomer who's only been with the Six Doors for less than two months?"

Chen Hai saw the question Cheng Ye wanted to ask and said in a serious tone:

"Normally, one needs at least six months of experience working on cases before being selected for a separate assignment."

"Moreover, within six months, most of the newcomers have also broken through to the eighth rank."

"It's been less than two months, and you still have a lot to learn."

Chen Hai became so anxious that he started pacing and circling in place.

After so many years, he had vaguely sensed something.

"Ugh."

"I knew I shouldn't have told you to do your best."

"You have a few more days, so don't go out on patrol."

"Let me tell you about the things you need to be careful about when you go out on a case alone."

Over the next four days, Chen Hai shared all his years of experience and insights with Cheng Ye without reservation.

The seventh day of Cheng Ye's time travel.

A young man dressed in a dark blue uniform with silver lightning patterns on his sleeves knocked on the gate of the compound.

"I am Liu Haoran, who is Cheng Ye?"

……

A light rain fell, and a fire was lit in the dilapidated mountain god temple.

On a cool spring night in the 226th year of the Da Tang dynasty, a chill was in the air.

There were only two young men sitting cross-legged in the temple, practicing internal martial arts.

Apart from the occasional crackling of matches, the temple was very quiet.

This morning, Liu Haoran arrived at the door, and Cheng Ye, who had already prepared his luggage with Chen Hai's help, set off together.

The destination of this trip is a remote mountain village called Linjia Village, which requires at least a day and a half of hiking.

There were no inns along the way, so we had to spend the night in the mountain god temple.

"In the seventh rank of the mortal realm, one must 'circulate one's Qi throughout the body and ascend the ladder to heaven.'"

"To reach the seventh rank, one needs to guide the internal energy in the dantian and, according to the method of the Harmony Light Technique, successfully circulate a small cycle through the meridians of the body."

Since the vulnerability was patched.

Cheng finally experienced the feeling that "a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" in spiritual practice.

"We can't act recklessly."

"Otherwise, the internal energy will surge through the meridians, which can easily cause problems."

He tried little by little to guide that "heavy" internal force.

"It's like changing the direction of a river's flow, and doing it with absolute precision; even a master of micro-management would find it difficult."

After yet another failed attempt to cultivate, Cheng felt his mind was in turmoil. He exhaled a breath of stale air and gave up the idea of continuing his cultivation.

"what?"

As soon as Cheng opened his eyes, he noticed that Liu Haoran was enveloped in a faint purple light.

"Is he practicing the Purple Cloud Skill?"

This internal martial arts technique can lead directly to the True Martial Arts.

"Cultivation is inherently difficult, let alone with the great changes in the world, which make cultivation even more difficult."

Liu Haoran, who had been quiet and reserved throughout the journey, seemed to sense Cheng Ye's gaze. He kept his eyes closed, calmly circulating his internal energy, and said in a flat voice:

"Cultivation."

"The worst thing you can do is give up halfway."

Obviously.

He noticed Cheng Ye's condition.

Upon hearing this, Cheng was not annoyed, but simply chuckled:

"By striking a balance between relaxation and exercise, and finding the right path for spiritual practice, one can achieve twice the results with half the effort."

Liu Haoran opened his eyes, his pale purple pupils gradually returning to normal.

He glanced at Cheng Ye, a hint of disgust in his eyes, and snorted:

"Cheng Ye, I've heard your name mentioned in the manor."

"I thought he was a person who was diligent in spiritual practice."

"I never expected you to disappoint me tonight."

Cheng was speechless upon hearing these words.

I was a workaholic in my past life, but I never expected to be looked down upon by someone who looks to be around the same age as me.

"Blindly charging forward without finding the right direction, isn't that just idiotic?"

"But if I were the boss, this kid would be a great employee."

If you don't see eye to eye, even half a sentence is too much.

Cheng was just about to close his eyes.

suddenly!