Overlord Saber's First Battle! Absolute Domination

Su Changqing didn't intend to read further and instantly tucked the Overlord Saber into his sleeve.

Three Imperial Guards in flying fish robes suddenly walked over. The one leading them, with hawk-like eyes and a hooked nose, furrowed his brow and noticed the Vajra Sutra.

"What are you holding? Why is it golden?"

"Kid, could it be you've found some secret manual?" Several Imperial Guards simultaneously stepped forward, reaching out to snatch it.

Su Changqing closed the Vajra Sutra, looked at them, and calmly said, "It's the Vajra Sutra, of course it's golden. I've enjoyed studying Sanskrit and seal script since I was young."

These men weren't Centurions; they didn't possess the power of life and death. The Imperial Guard had a strict hierarchy.

"The Vajra Sutra?" the hook-nosed man's brow twitched slightly.

"You can't act rashly in the Great Shang's armory. Azure Dragon is watching there," the leading hook-nosed man stopped them.

They looked towards the main gate. Azure Dragon put down the book he was holding, his gaze deep, watching them with interest.

"That's Centurion Chen Mo, who is about to break through to the True Qi realm."

"Kid, hand over that Vajra Sutra quickly, or you'll be inviting great disaster upon yourself."

Su Changqing hesitated for a moment, then casually handed over the Prajna Vajra Sutra in his hand and turned to leave.

"This kid is easily scared." Two Imperial Guards chuckled softly.

This was an armory, and no one was allowed to make a move. If Su Changqing had refused to hand it over, they would have been all bark and no bite, unable to do anything to him.

Chen Mo's eyes showed satisfaction as he flipped through the Vajra Sutra. Its cover was indeed a dull, golden yellow.

But when he opened it, he was immediately overwhelmed by the dense seal and Sanskrit script inside, losing any desire to continue reading.

He couldn't understand it at all. What was this thing?

"What the hell is this? Did I misjudge it?" Chen Mo threw the Vajra Sutra to the ground, his brow furrowed.

A moment later, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked it up again.

He directly flipped to the end of the Vajra Sutra and noticed the torn last page, which was completely blank.

"You brat, how dare you play me! I heard that martial arts experts like to hide secret manuals. I suspect this kid found one. I wonder if it was Azure Dragon who let him."

Meanwhile, Su Changqing had already distanced himself from them and arrived beside Azure Dragon, looking for a suitable secret manual.

"Kid, besides the Overlord Saber, you have two more choices."

This voice was transmitted through secret techniques. Su Changqing's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but look towards the main gate, seeing the old man in red robes smiling warmly.

"Is this special treatment?" Su Changqing smiled. He decided not to take the Overlord Saber directly but to follow the script, even gaining an extra opportunity.

Soon, within the armory, he selected the two cultivation techniques he had his eye on earlier.

One was the Four Seasons Cloud Falling Steps, which allowed one to move without leaving a trace on snow, with phantom-like movements, blending with the seasons, and using objects to travel. Upon reaching great mastery, one could travel a thousand miles a day.

This was a secret for escaping.

The second was a close-quarters combat technique.

The Imperial Guard, East Factory, and West Factory all practiced the Eagle Claw Technique, which was sinister, vicious, and deadly.

Several days prior, Su Changqing had been killed in one strike by this Eagle Claw Technique.

Soon, he arrived at Azure Dragon's location, ready to register and take the two secret manuals.

"Kid, you have an unusual appearance and decent talent," Azure Dragon said to Su Changqing with a smile.

Su Changqing had sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and a tall, slender build. If not for the Imperial Guard uniform he wore, others might have mistaken him for a noble son from the secular world.

Heaven-tier cultivation methods all possessed spirits and would choose their own masters.

Since the Overlord Saber had fallen into this kid's hands, it showed they had a strong affinity. Even though Su Changqing was a menial disciple, Azure Dragon didn't stop him.

"Is it yours, senior?" Su Changqing hesitated for a moment and asked.

"It belongs to a friend of mine," Azure Dragon said, a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, before gently shaking his head.

From a distance, Chen Mo walked over quickly.

"Greetings, Azure Dragon," he first paid his respects, then his hawk-like eyes fixed coldly on Su Changqing.

"Kid, have the guts to leave your name!"

"I neither change my name nor abandon my surname. I am Li Kongxiang, a menial disciple." Su Changqing said calmly.

"A menial disciple like an ant dares to trick me!" Chen Mo sneered. "You just wait, I'll kill you like a dog!"

"Alright, I'll be waiting... Come sooner." Su Changqing turned and left.

"Big Brother, why don't we go out and stop him?" his two subordinates asked.

"No need. I already know his name. First, I'll choose my secret manual. Once I break through to the True Qi realm, I'll be a true Centurion of the Imperial Guard, able to wield the power of life and death. Killing him will be easy," Chen Mo said coldly.

His hawk-like eyes narrowed, flashing with a hint of killing intent.

"Azure Dragon, sir, we shall take our leave."

Three days later, on the back mountain, trees were lush and verdant, and birds and cicadas chirped.

Su Changqing stood on the mountaintop, his aura surging. He held a steel saber, and an invisible blade energy was condensing, tearing through the air. Plants and trees were being cut down.

This was the supreme Overlord Saber technique.

The saber energy was sharp and piercing, chilling to the bone.

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of joy in his heart.

"As expected of a supreme saber technique that cultivates invisible blade energy. I haven't even broken through to the True Qi realm yet, but I already possess the means to project True Qi externally."

He had cultivated the Overlord Saber for half a day and a night, breaking through to the eighth level of Body Refinement. His body was filled with saber energy, capable of injuring others invisibly.

Even if he returned now, he could immediately enter the Imperial Guard selection and officially become an Imperial Guard, no longer needing to work as a menial laborer.

The first rays of the morning sun rose, the morning mist permeating the air. Su Changqing stepped down the mountain.

His sleeves fluttered, and he stepped on the grass without leaving a trace. With a casual stride, his hand struck out like a sharp claw, leaving claw marks on a century-old tree.

"In a few more days, it will be the Imperial Guard selection. Before then, I need to cultivate all three of my techniques to minor success, and then, I will truly wear the Spring Embroidered Saber and embroidered brocade of the Imperial Guard!"

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, contemplating in his heart.

"Chen Mo has already developed a deep hatred for me, and so has Iron Claw Flying Eagle. If he comes out of seclusion and sees that I'm not dead, he'll definitely be suspicious."

Su Changqing had consumed three leaves of Enlightenment Tea and had already broken through to the seventh level of Body Refinement.

However, the current situation was still precarious, giving him a sense of urgency.

He descended the mountain directly, and suddenly a palace came into view.

This palace was old and in disrepair, secluded and gloomy, with no one to clean it. There were even spiderwebs on the walls, and it was far inferior to the Imperial Guard halls.

This was the Cold Palace of the Great Shang Imperial Palace, guarded by eunuchs from the West Factory.

In a small courtyard, four West Factory guards were scattered, wearing scholar's caps and eunuch attire.

"Take this little girl to the Clean Clothes Workshop!"

With a shout, the Cold Palace gates were opened. The eunuch at the head, in his thirties, had sinister eyes and deep-set sockets. He spoke coldly.

"Don't touch me..."

Two eunuchs dragged out a crying little girl from inside.

The little girl wore coarse linen clothes and was about twelve or thirteen years old. She was exquisitely beautiful, with skin as white as snow, and incredibly spirited. Her eyes were bright, her teeth were white, and an undeniable noble aura emanated from her.

"My mother is dead, and you still want to throw me into the Clean Clothes Workshop! If my imperial father knew, he would have all of you executed!"

The little girl furiously rebuked all the eunuchs.

"Ji Xingyue, I was born without roots or descendants, what are you talking about?" The leading eunuch, Li Yuanying, sneered.

"Your mother is already dead. By rights, as the daughter of a deposed concubine, you should await the Emperor's judgment. But the Empress is kind... sending you to the Clean Clothes Workshop, isn't that finding you a way to live?"

Upon hearing this, all the eunuchs burst into laughter.

What kind of place was the Clean Clothes Workshop? It was where eunuchs did laundry. If a little girl ended up there, could she have a good outcome?

This was the Empress's fatal blow. Noble Consort Qingyun was dead, and Ji Xingyue had to die as well!

Ji Xingyue glanced back into the inner door, her eyes filled with tears, sparkling and falling, dim and desolate.

Her mother had died there, only three days ago... and she was about to enter the Clean Clothes Workshop.

"Kneel down and beg us," Li Yuanying stared at Ji Xingyue, a hint of mockery in his tone.

"If I kneel, can you bear it? Although I am not favored by my imperial father, I am still a member of the Ji family."

Her voice had a childish lilt, but it was firm and resolute.

These eunuchs only dared to send her to the Clean Clothes Workshop, but they did not dare to harm her in the slightest, leaving her for the Empress to deal with.

Li Yuanying's expression changed instantly. He hadn't expected such spirit from such a little girl.

Su Changqing stood by the wall, hidden, silent for a moment.

Noble Consort Qingyun had not been favored by the Great Shang Emperor. Three years ago, she had offended the current Empress, and was relegated to the Cold Palace with her daughter. She had suffered from illness for three years before passing away.

Three days ago, when Su Changqing had just transmigrated, she had been hastily buried in the back mountain, covered with straw and wrapped in a mat.

The East and West Factories of the Great Shang Dynasty were both controlled by Governor Cao, with their influence and hidden agents spread throughout the land, rivaling the Imperial Guard.

The Imperial Guard could not enter the inner palace, as they had not been castrated.

"Three days ago, I was resurrected."

This little girl seemed pitiful, but she had nothing to do with him. Saving her would only bring trouble upon himself.

Moreover, his own resurrection was a miracle.

The other disciples who were mere laborers around Su Changqing only thought he had survived because he was still breathing and had good luck.

Only Iron Claw Flying Eagle knew that Su Changqing had truly been resurrected from the dead!

This person not only had a mortal enmity with Su Changqing but was also connected to his deepest secrets.

Su Changqing naturally did not wish to get involved in more trouble, so he turned and quietly left.

Li Yuanying had astonishing eyesight and was even more sensitive to the perception of energy.

He suddenly looked into the distance, his brow furrowed, a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

"You three go take a look. It might be an Imperial Guard mole. If it is, kill them on the spot!"

The Imperial Guard and the West and East Factories have always been at odds, so killing even one is a victory!

Three young eunuchs quickly approached, steel sabers in hand. Su Changqing's figure rapidly fled, disappearing around the corner.

"Chase!" The three exchanged a look and attacked simultaneously.

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly.

He had arrived in this bloody world as an ordinary errand disciple. Because he hadn't swept the floor clean enough, he was casually crushed to death by that Iron Claw Flying Eagle.

Now, he was merely passing by, hadn't even shown his face or said a word, yet people wanted to kill him!

In such an imperial court and jianghu where lives were treated as worthless as grass.

If he wasn't going to die by the hands of the Imperial Guard, he would die by the hands of the East or West Factories. Since that was the case, then he would kill!

He had just mastered the Overlord Saber and it was the perfect time to test it. He wouldn't let any of these people leave.

Su Changqing took a few deep breaths, concealing himself around the corner, pressing tightly against the wall, gripping the steel saber in his hand.

"Where did that Imperial Guard errand boy run off to?"

The three arrived at the corner and frowned. They didn't hesitate. After all, Su Changqing's appearance suggested he was just a young boy, an errand disciple of the Imperial Guard.

These three were also errand disciples, with a cultivation of Body Refinement sixth level.

Su Changqing adjusted his stance, holding the long saber horizontally. Then, his eyes sharpened, and he stepped out from around the corner, facing the three of them head-on.

The long saber in his hand sang, emitting a chilling glint.

Overlord Saber!

With a horizontal sweep, he slashed through the sky!