A Miracle That a Reception Envoy Could Live This Long

"Hold it! We're on the same side!"

The Reception Envoy roared, feeling as though this palm strike was about to smash him to death alive.

This guy was no Ninth Level of Horizontal Training. The Ninth Level of Horizontal Training did not possess such terrifying strength. At the very least, he was a Body Refinement Master.

For a True Qi Martial Artist to launch a close-range sneak attack on a Body Refinement Master—wasn't that simply courting death?

Even as he shouted, the Reception Envoy pulled back the hand that had been reaching for Wei Fan and raised it to block. Yet in an instant, the true qi around his hand was shattered. His protective true qi burst apart, his arm felt as though it had been struck by an iron hammer, and both legs sank into the ground.

"Brother Wei, stop!"

Ning Xuan flew through the air, his shout drawing closer and closer. Wei Fan's palm halted just above the Reception Envoy's forehead.

If it descended another inch, the Reception Envoy's head would burst like a watermelon.

"Pfft!"

Under the crushing pressure and the backlash from his true qi, the Reception Envoy spat out a mouthful of blood and gasped heavily in lingering terror.

Wei Fan took a step back, avoiding the splattered blood.

His body returned to normal as he withdrew his aura and turned to Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong, who were flying over. "That bastard who ambushed me is your friend?"

"Beat him to death!"

"How dare he attack Constable Wei? Let's get him together!"

"With such trifling skills, he still dared lay hands on Constable Wei?"

Only then did the pedestrians on the street realize that Wei Fan had been attacked. At once, they surged over like a tide, intending to surround and assault the Reception Envoy.

Wei Fan hurriedly stopped them, and only then did the crowd disperse.

"He's a Reception Envoy from the Demon Suppressing Division—the guide we mentioned before. He came to assess you. If you beat him to death..."

Ning Xuan could not continue, because there had never been a case of a Reception Envoy being beaten to death while assessing someone.

"A Reception Envoy? Here to assess me?"

Wei Fan truly had not expected this to be the Demon Suppressing Division's Reception Envoy. He had waited for him for so long, only to nearly kill the guide by mistake.

"With skills like that, he assesses people by launching sneak attacks? It's a miracle a Reception Envoy can live this long!"

To be honest, the Reception Envoy's abilities left Wei Fan somewhat disappointed in the Demon Suppressing Division.

Had Ning Xuan not spoken up in time and had he not withdrawn his hand in time, he really would have killed the man. In his fury, he had not held back in the slightest at that instant.

Ning Xuan's mouth twitched, while Su Xuerong was still staring in dumbfounded shock.

"Pfft!"

The Reception Envoy, who was sitting on the ground treating his injuries, spat out another mouthful of blood in anger. "Ning brat, you've done me in!"

If the information Ning Xuan had provided had not been wrong, how could he possibly have nearly been beaten to death?

When they assessed prospective candidates, they did not test everyone personally. When they encountered true geniuses, only someone looking to make trouble for himself would step in to test them.

The only reason he had made a move was that Ning Xuan's information had been inaccurate.

According to Ning Xuan's intelligence, Wei Fan's strength lay in his martial techniques. His dantian could only contain ten years' worth of inner power, and he cultivated two Horizontal Training martial arts.

But after making his probing attack, he discovered that every piece of information had been completely wrong.

"Don't treat your injuries in the street. My home is just up ahead. Let's go there!"

He and Ning Xuan helped the Reception Envoy to his feet, and soon they arrived at his home.

After settling the Reception Envoy inside to meditate and treat his injuries, Wei Fan brewed a pot of tea and chatted idly with Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong in the courtyard.

During their conversation, Wei Fan learned that Su Xuerong and Ning Xuan had accompanied the Reception Envoy to Cloud City because their new assessment mission was also in Cloud City.

Fortunately, they had come along. Otherwise, they would not even have known if the Reception Envoy had been beaten to death by Wei Fan.

"By the way, Brother Wei, the Reception Envoy said that if you qualify, you'll also be joining us to complete this mission."

Ning Xuan was somewhat excited.

With Wei Fan accompanying them, this assessment was as good as secured. At last, he could enter the Demon Suppressing Division.

They had even arranged an assessment mission for him. Wei Fan said, "Then what do you think? Do I qualify?"

Su Xuerong rolled her eyes at Wei Fan. "You nearly beat the Reception Envoy to death. There's no issue with your cultivation now. What remains is whether the Reception Envoy's assessment of your character will pass."

When the Demon Suppressing Division recruited members, it did not only look at talent. It also examined character.

It did not demand compassion for all living things, but at the very least, one must not have colluded with demons or monsters. That was the most basic bottom line.

Ning Xuan said, "Brother Wei's character is naturally beyond question. So many common people on the street supported him just now. He must have done quite a few good deeds for the people of Cloud City."

"Why is a Reception Envoy of the Demon Suppressing Division so weak?"

After chatting for a while, Wei Fan finally could not help asking. If the Demon Suppressing Division was no good, he would have to consider whether he should continue trying to join it.

Ning Xuan looked up at Wei Fan. "Brother Wei, don't overthink it. The Demon Suppressing Division's strength is beyond doubt. I understand what you mean. If Jianghu sects were truly that good, then a disciple of a Jianghu sect like me would not want to enter the Demon Suppressing Division.

"The Demon Suppressing Division preserves martial arts from across the land. Many lost martial arts exist only within the Demon Suppressing Division.

"It is normal for Reception Envoys to be weak, because they are not the Demon Suppressing Division's combat personnel. The true experts are all fighting on the front lines. Who would come handle logistical duties like being a Reception Envoy?"

Was the Reception Envoy's martial arts really that poor?

It was only because you had knocked the Reception Envoy flat. Of all the other people being assessed, who hadn't been effortlessly taken down in a single move?

"Kid, you're really arrogant. I've been a Reception Envoy for so many years, and this is the first time anyone has said my martial arts were poor!"

At that moment, the Reception Envoy emerged with a dark face. Not only had he been beaten up, he had even been scorned for having poor martial arts. This was simply going too far.

Ning Xuan looked embarrassed. "Reception Envoy, please sit!"

The Reception Envoy sat down with a dark expression, but his tone shifted. "Still, you weren't wrong. To someone like you, they can only be called poor. A genius like you would simply be wasting time outside."

At such a young age, he had already comprehended True Meaning Martial Arts. His comprehension was more than enough to make up for any shortcomings in his innate physique. If the Demon Suppressing Division were to nurture him, he might become another commander-level figure in the future.

As he spoke, he shot Ning Xuan another glare. It seemed he had taken that beating for nothing.

In truth, he was not angry. He merely felt humiliated.

If he got angry over something like this, he would never have become a Reception Envoy.

As Reception Envoys and guides of the Demon Suppressing Division, what they most longed for were precisely such geniuses—those capable of defeating them in the first assessment. Only when such geniuses entered the Demon Suppressing Division could they stir up storms and upheave the world.

"I had no idea that in just a few days, Brother Wei would become this formidable!" Ning Xuan explained.

"I will investigate your character. If there are no issues, I will come in a few days to inform you of your assessment mission. If you complete it, you will have to go to Su City."

The Reception Envoy did not dwell any further on what had happened, nor did he ask about Wei Fan's martial arts. After giving Wei Fan a few instructions, he rose to leave.

"I have a colleague and friend named Hu Qing. She is also a constable at the yamen and has always wanted to join the Demon Suppressing Division. Could the Reception Envoy assess her as well?"

Wei Fan called out to stop the Reception Envoy. He had not forgotten Hu Qing.

"Fine. I'll go take a look."

After saying that, the Reception Envoy left with Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong.

After they had walked for some distance and were well away from Wei Fan's courtyard, the Reception Envoy could not help saying, "No one is to speak of what happened today."

Ning Xuan and Su Xuerong nodded frantically.

The Reception Envoy had been humiliated beyond measure. Within the Demon Suppressing Division, he was probably one of the few guides who had nearly been beaten to death by someone under assessment.