Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill Fifth Level

West Gate of Luoshui City.

Zhang Shan, leading over a hundred Imperial Guards and more than a dozen carriages, returned to Luoshui City with an excited expression.

"This time, it's really thanks to you, Centurion Shen. I really need to think hard about how to repay him."

Zhang Shan's face was full of smiles. This support mission had been incredibly profitable. In the diary Shen Qing obtained at White Cherry Villa, several internal traitors were recorded, including quite a few big fish.

Although Zhang Shan's support arrived a bit late, he had still given his all. Shen Qing naturally wouldn't mistreat him.

He directly gave Zhang Shan one of the big fish, and it turned out this big fish was related to a case Zhang Shan was handling, greatly advancing its progress. The case was nearing its conclusion.

He truly needed to consider how to repay Shen Qing. At the same time, he had a feeling that after so many misfortunes, his luck was about to turn, and Shen Qing was his benefactor.

As Zhang Shan was lost in thought, the soldier guarding the city gate suddenly sounded the alarm and shouted.

"Fierce beast!"

Zhang Shan turned his head.

"Fierce beast? Where did this blind beast come from to charge at Luoshui City?"

"Prepare yourselves."

Seeing a Centurion of the Imperial Guards in charge, the city guards felt a bit more at ease and drew their bows, ready for battle.

But soon, they began to panic. From a distance, the sight alone made their hearts tremble, and even Zhang Shan swallowed hard.

"What is that? A fierce beast at the peak of the Xiantian Realm? Why is it coming to Luoshui City?"

Soon, the sharp-eyed Zhang Shan noticed something. There seemed to be someone on the back of the white tiger.

But this discovery made him even more uneasy. Having been a Centurion for many years, he had seen a lot and knew that in other places, martial artists kept fierce beasts as pets or mounts.

As for riding a fierce beast at the Xiantian Realm as a mount, that was the privilege of Grandmaster Realm martial artists.

There were such martial artists in Yongning Commandery, even the Pacification Commissioner of Yongning Commandery and the other two Battalion Commanders didn't have such a mount. However, as far as he knew, the Pacification Commissioner only kept a golden eagle, which couldn't compare to a white tiger at all.

The white tiger was the king of beasts, surpassing a golden eagle by ten streets in both strength and difficulty of taming.

Zhang Shan's eyes lit up. Could it be that some incredibly important figure had arrived in Yongning Commandery?

The white tiger slowly approached.

Zhang Shan's gaze gradually became confused.

Why did the person on the white tiger's back look like Shen Qing?

But that wasn't right. After destroying White Cherry Villa, shouldn't Shen Qing have returned to the Hundred Households Office to rest?

Yet, the more he looked, the more it resembled him.

"Not sure, let me look closer."

"Holy crap, it really is Shen Qing!" Zhang Shan's voice suddenly rose by three points. "No, wasn't he sleeping in the city? Where did he find a white tiger to sleep with?"

Fang Ming also put down the saber in his hand and craned his neck to look.

Behind the white tiger were several carriages being pulled by trembling horses. On the carriages were the carcasses of over a dozen wild wolves.

Soon, the white tiger drew near, and Shen Qing jumped down from its back.

"Yo, isn't that Zhang Shan?"

"Brought back some people?"

Zhang Shan sheathed his saber, took a deep breath, and pointed at the white tiger. "Whether you brought people back or not isn't the main thing, but this..."

Shen Qing felt the envious and admiring gazes of the Imperial Guards and guards, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

He reached out and patted the white tiger's head.

"This? I went out last night and killed a pack of wild wolves that came from Bailu Marsh. I happened to run into this white tiger."

"Alas, it insisted on following me as soon as it saw me, and I couldn't shake it off. Its strength? It's just so-so, peak Xiantian Realm."

The white tiger's huge eyes also showed confusion. Was that how it happened? Was it leaving then?

Zhang Shan's mouth twitched. He was only at the seventh level of the Xiantian Realm, and Shen Qing was telling him he subdued a fierce beast stronger than him on a casual outing.

Just play around, who can play better than you?

Zhang Shan said with a hint of sourness, "Shen Qing, let me tell you first, you'll have no friends if you keep acting like this."

Shen Qing laughed heartily. "Let's go, let's go! I won't tease you anymore. I killed a Xiantian Realm wild wolf. Let's go back to the Hundred Households Office for drinks and meat."

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"Let's go! I'll drink you dry today!" Zhang Shan said fiercely.

Shen Qing thought of something and looked back at the white tiger. "You wait by the city gate for now. Suppress your aura. If you bring it into the city, it might cause some trouble."

The white tiger nodded pitifully. Could it be blamed for its aura? It was, after all, the king of beasts.

Soon, the Imperial Guards followed Shen Qing into the city.

The white tiger also looked back at the distant mountains and forests. If it escaped now, there was a high probability it could get away.

However, after pondering for a moment, the white tiger found a spot by the city gate and lay down.

Thinking about it carefully, Shen Qing is a good person, young and powerful.

In a nutshell.

Shen Qing's mount is worth having.

Not long after returning to the Hundred Households Office, Luoshui Treasure Pavilion delivered the Mysterious Jade Green Lotus to the office.

After receiving the Mysterious Jade Green Lotus, Shen Qing wasted no time and directly ordered the Imperial Guards to boil it down.

Several large medicinal vats were carried into Shen Qing's room, and the faint sounds of dragons and elephants grew stronger as time passed.

Meanwhile, in the capital city of Wuyang Continent, within the imperial palace.

An old eunuch solemnly presented a memorial to the Empress Zhu Lingyue.

A hint of surprise flickered in Zhu Lingyue's golden pupils.

"Shen Qing?"

"How long has it been since he last exposed the White Dragon Cult?"

The old eunuch calculated: "Reporting to Your Majesty, it has been less than a month."

"He's stirred up so much trouble again in less than a month; he truly is someone who can't stay still."

Zhu Lingyue smiled.

"If he wants to cause a stir, then let him."

"The martial world of Great Wu needs to change, and it will start from Yongning Commandery."

"I want to see just how much trouble he can cause."

Turning the gaze back, to the Hundred Households Office.

Shen Qing stood quietly in the center of the pavilion.

Shen Qing had completely absorbed all the medicinal power, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill had successfully broken through to the fifth level. His physical strength had reached an unimaginable level.

Shen Qing was familiarizing himself with his newfound strength, mastering his body inch by inch.

Suddenly, Fang Ming walked into the courtyard.

"My Lord, two individuals claiming to be Sijie Jinwu Guards are here and insist on seeing you."

"I've arranged for them in the main hall."

Shen Qing slowly opened his eyes.

"Jinwu Guard?"

"Good."

The Jinwu Guard was one of the sixteen guards of the Wu Dynasty, directly subordinate to the Emperor.

They served as guards, overseeing important locations across various prefectures and commanderies. Their presence could be found guarding all sorts of treasuries and medicinal herb cultivation sites. If the Imperial Guards were like special police, then the Jinwu Guards were like bodyguards, formidable ones at that, sometimes acting as messengers.

A sixth-rank official position within the Sijie Jinwu Guard was equivalent to a Centurion in the Imperial Guards.

Shen Qing took a gentle step forward, directly walking on the surface of the lake towards the side hall.

Fang Ming also noticed that Shen Qing had been standing in the pavilion motionless for an hour, seemingly practicing some kind of technique. He couldn't help but feel curious, wondering if it was some kind of powerful training tool.

Fang Ming craned his neck to look at the pavilion, and his pupils suddenly contracted. He saw only a small, palm-sized block of tofu in the pavilion, its snow-white surface bearing a faint footprint.

"???"

Did Lord Shen really stand on this piece of tofu the entire time? And the tofu didn't break for a full hour?

What level of control over his physical body and True Qi had he reached?

Fang Ming swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.

"Lord Shen, is he truly still human..."

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