The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

"Good morning, shopkeeper!"

Wu Ziming, having drawn a bucket of well water, hurriedly greeted Li Qingshan.

He had a faint trace of strength in his body, which meant he had taken another step closer to the Inner Strength Realm.

Li Qingshan smiled and nodded, then began to look at the account books from the past few days.

Li Qingshan didn't sense any malice from Wu Ziming, so he naturally treated him more kindly.

not to mention.

Wu Ziming is indeed a good fellow. During this period of my absence from Shuiyun Pavilion, he has managed to keep things in order without any mistakes.

He is a rare talent.

However, while Li Qingshan was enjoying a rare moment of peace, the storm outside showed no signs of abating.

A bright sun hung high in the sky, illuminating the ground near Shuiyun Pavilion.

A carriage slowly approached at that moment. A figure sat in the carriage, peering through the gaps to observe the surroundings, occasionally letting out a cold snort, seemingly quite dissatisfied.

Before long, the carriage, adorned with dragons and phoenixes and numerous carvings, stopped in front of the Shuiyun Pavilion.

Wu Ziming had just stepped forward when he was stopped by two servants.

"stop!"

Then, a burly man in armor slowly dismounted from his horse.

At the same time, an invisible pressure began to permeate the area. Around the street, many pedestrians seemed to sense a raging flood and fled in all directions, not daring to get involved in the slightest.

Wu Ziming felt as if he were being stared at by a fierce tiger; his whole body was weak and he even felt his scalp tingling.

But he still maintained his professional ethics and said in a low voice.

"Sir... what treasures do you wish to purchase?"

"snort!"

The burly man in armor let out a cold snort, which rang in Wu Ziming's ears like a thunderclap, causing him to fall to the ground.

The burly man stepped over Wu Ziming and strode into the Shuiyun Pavilion.

Seeing this, Wu Ziming breathed a sigh of relief. He felt as if he had walked out of a puddle, his whole body completely soaked.

"Where did this guy come from? I feel an unusually fierce aura emanating from him, as if he crawled out of a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses?"

Despite his lingering doubts, Wu Ziming continued with his work.

"Interesting, this newcomer doesn't seem friendly!"

The second floor of Shuiyun Pavilion.

Li Qingshan looked at the entrance of Shuiyun Pavilion with interest and murmured softly.

Before even seeing the burly man, Li Qingshan felt a strong sense of malice approaching him.

It's strange that he had evil intentions but no murderous intent.

Before he even went downstairs, Li Qingshan heard an extremely rough voice that echoed throughout the entire Shuiyun Pavilion.

"Where is Li Qingshan? Come out and see me at once!"

Li Qingshan wasn't angry. After going downstairs, he began to sized up the burly man.

The burly man was dressed in blood-red armor, and there was a faint, persistent smell of blood on his body.

His every move exudes the air of someone from a military background; although he has an air of nobility, there's something about him that's hard to define.

"Barbarian King Anjun Mountain?!"

Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow and instantly recognized the man's background.

It turned out to be one of the powerful figures who fought inside the Changning Marquis's residence yesterday.

The opponent's strength has at least reached the peak of True Qi, and given that they are likely cultivating the Killing Qi of the Army, their strength is even more terrifying.

Li Qingshan really wasn't sure why the other party had come.

"I am Li Qingshan, the manager of Shuiyun Pavilion. May I ask what this distinguished guest wishes to purchase? Whatever Shuiyun Pavilion has, we will certainly be able to provide it!"

Li Qingshan wasn't annoyed by the other party's behavior just now, and said directly.

"Heh, you've got guts, kid. I thought you'd kneel down the moment you saw me, but I didn't expect you to have this much courage. Not bad, not bad!"

The burly barbarian king An Junshan, who was glaring angrily and exuding a murderous aura, suddenly changed his demeanor and said with a look of appreciation.

If Li Qingshan hadn't been able to sense that the other party's malice had lessened slightly, he might have actually been deceived by this appearance.

"Thank you for your patronage. What would you like to buy? Let's discuss it upstairs!"

Li Qingshan smiled and nodded, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Barbarian King An Junshan was not angry and followed Li Qingshan upstairs.

After tea was served and everyone sat down, Barbarian King An Junshan took out a letter from his robes and tossed it directly to Li Qingshan.

boom!

Feeling the immense force on the envelope, Li Qingshan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He then neutralized the force, and the words on the envelope instantly caught Li Qingshan's attention.

"To Li Lang, Respectfully Yours, by Liu Ruyan"

Barbarian King An Junshan didn't wait for Li Qingshan to read the letter. He sipped his fragrant tea and spoke to himself.

"You little rascal, I don't know what kind of luck you had to catch the eye of the young lady and even have me bring you a letter from all this way."

"If it weren't for Miss's sake, I would have already smashed you, this pretty boy who looks like a prince, into a pulp."

Li Qingshan ignored the malice in the other party's words and began to read the letter.

The content is extremely simple.

It was Liu Ruyan who explained that she had arrived in the north and joined the forces of the Prince of Zhenbei, so she asked the barbarian king Anjunshan to bring her a message to let her know that she was safe.

At the same time, Liu Ruyan told Li Qingshan that his appearance was extremely similar to that of the son of the Prince of Zhenbei.

However, this letter, filled with the fragrance of roses, carried a deep sorrow, suggesting that Liu Ruyan did not truly want to serve under the Prince of Zhenbei.

"Thank you, Barbarian King!"

Li Qingshan cupped his hands in thanks.

Barbarian King Anjunshan curled his lip in boredom, seemingly particularly disliking such tedious etiquette.

"Alright, I've delivered the message. You can decide what to do next."

"Since you still have some backbone, let me give you a heads-up: the nights in Lin'an are far from peaceful. The Cleansing Sect is no longer just a handful of people; even their Holy Maiden is in Lin'an!"

After saying this, Barbarian King An Junshan, disregarding Li Qingshan's thoughts, got up and left Shuiyun Pavilion.

Li Qingshan, however, stood still and began to carefully analyze the current situation.

"It seems that Liu Ruyan's status as the Ninth Madam is even more prestigious than I imagined..."

The demoness who gave me the "Purifying White Lotus Mantra" is very likely the holy maiden mentioned by the barbarian king Anjunshan. But why would she give it to me?

Li Qingshan couldn't figure it out for the time being, so he continued his cultivation in the room.

Unfortunately, without the blessing of a spiritual object, Li Qingshan could only hone his skills through sheer hard work, improving little by little.

but.

At midday, when the sun was at its strongest, Li Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes and his fingers immediately touched the Nine Yang Sword.

"Am I murderous?! Was it someone sent by the Marquis's mansion or someone under the command of the Barbarian King An Junshan?"

Or is there someone else who wants me dead?!