He Is a Heaven-Connecting Martial Artist

Chu Qing knew that sooner or later, someone would set their sights on him.

He just had not expected them to come so late.

If this had been in the provincial city:

The day after he destroyed the River Gang, the great clans might have noticed him.

After he spent five or six days clearing missions in one breath, he might also have been noticed.

In the end:

The great clans and organizations of the Imperial Capital had reacted far too slowly.

If it had been five or six days earlier, he would have played a game of wits with these people.

But now, there was no need.

The three thousand points were in hand, and the guaranteed Recommendation Letter was in hand.

He had his ticket into the Martial Academy.

He galloped on horseback, heading straight for the Imperial Capital.

It was dusk just then.

The wind and snow grew heavier.

Inside the Imperial Capital, people cleared away the snow.

But outside the Imperial Capital, no one cleared it at all.

The snow on the ground was over a foot deep.

Hooves flew, blasting snow apart and sending it swirling through the air.

Wherever he passed, it was as though a snow dragon danced through the land.

At dusk:

Outside the Anomaly Division, a group of Ninth Ring and Tenth Ring ordinary people worked hard to sweep away the snow.

A White Robe stood at the entrance, pacing back and forth.

This White Robe was the one representing a Great Figure in negotiations with Chu Qing.

That morning, he had gone to pay a visit to the Great Figure.

In the end, the Great Figure had only sent a servant to receive him that afternoon.

"Master said that no matter what method we use, we must get those points."